I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

There was no way for me to see inside the building from outside, but if I followed in, I might be discovered in reverse, or I might be ambushed.

Just like in the Home Alone movie.

In short, it is very dangerous to follow the enemy into a building that you are not familiar with.

After thinking for a few seconds, Serabel chose to enter another factory building that was across a road from the one that the former entered.

Walking along the stairs that were a little creaking due to disrepair, they reached the roof of the factory. Sera Bell stepped on the roof and looked at the twilight.

Most of the factory buildings here are similar in style, they are very simple iron buildings with pointed roofs. When it rains, if you are in the factory, you can hear as if there are thousands of Ansai waist drums beating at the same time above your head.

Soon, Serabel found a place where he could steal chickens.

It was a cable connecting the corners of the roofs of the two factory buildings, but it was not the kind of cable that was hung on a telephone pole for electricity. Judging from the way it was set up, it should have been used to hang signs or colorful flags at intersections.

As long as he could get through there to the top of the factory building opposite, he could see the situation inside the factory through the leak in the roof.

Without hesitation, Serabel lowered her body and walked lightly to the corner of the roof. She checked the place where the cable was tied to make sure it had no problem with the bearing capacity, and then pulled the other side.

Hmm, it should be pretty solid.

The problem is not big.

Then the next step is to walk the tightrope...that's weird.

Although Serabel has excellent skills and good balance, he has never studied in a circus, and he is completely unsure about high-altitude tightrope walking.

So he decisively chose to fly with his feet in the air, holding the cable with both hands and moving over little by little.

This is the safest way. Although it is a bit embarrassing, it is at least safer than the dangerous behavior of walking on a tightrope.

What's more, it's not too slow in terms of speed.

Serabel moved forward steadily with his hands alternating every three seconds, from ten meters above the ground to seven or eight meters above the ground. He slowed down as much as possible to prevent the cable from shaking too much.

But when he reached the middle of the cable, he suddenly stopped, and then quickly hooked his legs onto the cable while keeping his body as straight as possible.

It wasn't because Serabel was tired and wanted to take a rest.

Instead, he heard the sound of someone walking out of the factory he was about to go to.

Although he was not sure whether the opponent would raise his head and whether he could see clearly in such dim light, Serabel decided to play it safe out of caution.

After all, based on common sense, even if they accidentally caught someone hanging from a wire in their peripheral vision, a normal person would suddenly wake up and take a second look to confirm whether they saw it wrong.

In contrast, if it looks like a dark patch, even if you don't know what it is, you will subconsciously think it is a snakeskin bag or bed sheets blown by the wind.

Facts have proved that Serabel's decision was correct.

After walking out of the factory, the figure looked around as if to determine the direction. After confirming the direction to go next, he walked away.

Taking advantage of the gap when the other party turned his head, Serabel could see that face clearly.

It was the face of an old man in his early 40s, with silver hair due to the vicissitudes of life, and a messy beard with wrinkles on his face.

Scavengers?

Serabel thought.

Although it is unclear why the other party did not bump into a certain blonde beauty, it seems that Chris Wynyard is still in the factory and has not come out.

After the silver-haired scavenger walked a little further, Serabel continued to cross the arms and move along the aerial cable until he stepped on the roof of the factory.

Call ~

Looking back at the ten-meter-long cable that she had just climbed over, Serabel breathed a sigh of relief.

Without any time to rest, he walked lightly to the gap in the roof.

Just below the gap is a walkway on the second floor. It's not even a corridor. It should be the kind used during maintenance. One side is against the wall and the other is a safety fence.

It was dark inside the factory, and the lighting conditions were worse than outside.

But it didn't look like anyone was there, and there was no human voice.

Serabel took a closer look and felt that the problem was not big. He hooked a protruding iron plate at the gap with one hand, stepped on the wall and entered the factory building, and silently fell to the second floor walkway below, as light as a cat.

Just as he was about to further advance the exploration, a weak breathing sound suddenly came from the first floor directly below.

It was the breath of a dying man, as if his lungs had been stabbed with a knife, and could only make a whooshing sound like a broken bellows.

And this breathing sound should be that of a man?

Unable to understand, Serabel simply stuck her head out and glanced down.

So he saw that in the corner of the first floor of the factory building below, the silver-haired male waste picker who had just watched him walk out was lying on the ground dying, with a blood-stained boning knife stuck in his chest, hot blood gushing from the knife edge out.

Serabel was stunned for a second, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

be cheated! ?

Chapter 97 What’s wrong with stalking your husband?

Serabel really didn't think too much about the fact that Chris would pretend to be someone else.

After all, the person he saw walking out was just a scavenger, and he followed him without being discovered. There was no reason for the other party to suddenly turn into a factory and then come out with a different face.

I didn't expect it to be careless.

But then another crucial question arises.

That's it - why does Chrissy Wynyard have to go to a place like this and pretend to be a scavenger after killing him?

If Akai Mari was present, she might analyze this issue in detail, but Serabel had a standard execution department style, and was only responsible for "where to go, who to kill, and how many to kill," and he didn't bother to think about the rest.

After confirming that there was no one else on the first floor of the factory building below, Serabel jumped over the guardrail of the second-floor walkway, jumped down, and landed steadily on the first floor.

Looking around again, he quickly came to the silver-haired scavenger who was lying on the ground with a boning knife stuck in his chest, as if he was on the verge of death, and squatted down.

"Why did she kill you? Where did she go?"

"I..."

Hearing the voice, the dying scavenger moved his lips slightly, wanting to say something, and his originally cloudy eyes regained a little bit of energy.

He glanced at Serabel, as if gesturing to come closer.

Serabel followed suit, pulled the distance closer, and put on a posture of listening attentively.

The next moment, something unexpected happened.

I saw the scavenger who was lying on the ground dying just a second ago and couldn't even speak. He suddenly opened his eyes. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed Serabel's collar and pulled it down. At the same time, he held it hard with his left hand and inserted it into his chest. Use the hilt of the knife to pull it out.

The hot and flowing blood lost its blockage at the knife edge, and instantly spurted out and splashed in the air.

It was only then that Sera Bell saw clearly that the blood-stained boning knife was actually a knife of poor quality. The edge of the knife was densely covered with gaps and cracks, and a few strands of meat were vaguely visible between the gaps.

Some are fresh, and some seem to have been a long time coming.

The scavenger... no, it should be called the silver-haired murderer. He howled and screamed strangely, raised his arms high, and then used his last strength to stab Serabel on the neck.

People will explode with incredible power before they die.

But fortunately, Serabel is stronger.

Snapped!

With lightning speed, a hand caught the silver-haired murderer's wrist where the knife was about to fall, and stopped him from stabbing.

At the same time, Serabel's other hand dropped naturally, and a sharpened pencil fell from the cuff into the palm of his hand, and it was firmly held.

"Sweet dreams, sir."

After saying the last sentence in a standard London accent, Sera Bell turned the pencil around and covered the end of the pencil with the pad of her thumb.

Then he aimed at the temple of the silver-haired murderer——

Stab hard!

There was no loud sound, just like inserting a toothpick into the pork you bought from the market.

The sharp pen tip broke through the flesh and penetrated the brain. After a slight "pop", the silver-haired murderer suddenly stopped.

There was still a trace of disbelief on that ferocious face, and the fierce eyes quickly faded away. Then the body also went limp, and the boning knife that was held by his fingers loosened, and fell to the ground with a clang.

Well, this time he was finally dead.

Serabel pulled out the pencil, wiped the messy mixture of plasma stained on it on the corpse's clothes, and then put it away.

This is obviously a mentally disturbed guy.

Normal people either murmur that they don't want to die or read the name of some important person when they are dying, but this byd actually just wants to kill one more person.

I'm afraid he's a famous murderer on some wanted list.

But then again, since Chris Wynyard's disguise target is this murderer, and considering the address is still in New York, USA, then... well, maybe he wants to expose someone in the FBI?

Well, there's no point thinking about it now, so don't waste time and catch up quickly.

The only clue now is that since the other party is disguised as a silver-haired murderer and wants to lure out someone in the FBI, there is a high probability that the news has been released, and they are ready to hang around here and wait for the fish to take the bait.

That means it won't go very far.

With a conclusion in her mind, Serabel briefly recalled the direction in which the silver-haired murderer Chris Wynyard pretended to have left before preparing to catch up.

But the moment he turned around, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the factory.

Under the night, the evening breeze blew, blowing the beauty's long curly hair.

Serabel never expected that Yukiko would appear here at this time.

"Sera-kun?"

Yukiko was startled for a moment when she looked at the boy who turned towards her, his body still stained with blood.

Then she turned her attention to the corpse beside her.

"Um, is he...dead?"

Sera Bell breathed out softly and hummed.

"He was almost dead when I came here. Someone stabbed him in the chest. As for the person who did this, it's no surprise that he is——"

He shrugged and said nothing more, keeping everything silent.

"Compared to this, Yukiko-sama, why are you here."

According to the plot of the bloody drama, the male protagonist slowly walked towards the female protagonist and tried to explain, but the female protagonist screamed and ran away due to the excessive mental shock of the scene in front of her.

But at this moment, neither Serabel nor Yukiko was in a hurry to close the distance.

After all, there are lessons learned from the past, and Serabel cannot guarantee that the Yukiko in front of her must be the real Yukiko.

It would be great fun if Chris Wynyard pretended to be him but he approached rashly and was attacked at close range.

"How did I get here..."

When this topic was mentioned, Yukiko's face suddenly showed the familiar evil smile after a successful prank, and she gave a firm thumbs up.

"Of course I came here following the positioning navigation!"

Ok?

Serabel was stunned.

"You put a tracker on me?"

"No, no, how could I do that kind of thing! It's the location of the mobile phone, the location of the mobile phone!"

Yukiko quickly waved her hand to explain and clarify, then took out her phone and showed the tracking app she used to check Serabel's location.

It's not a positioning system at all, it's just an official mobile phone business hall.

The so-called mobile phone positioning service is actually the mobile phone positioning service for relatives recently launched by the business office. During the time when Serabel posted flyers everywhere, you could often see business offices promoting this thing.

And it’s quite popular, and many people have applied for this business.

But the problem is that it's usually housewives who subscribe to this service... to monitor whether their husbands are cheating on them. ?

Chapter 98 It’s the female agent Yukiko

After clarifying the cause and effect, the two sides temporarily lowered their guard against each other.