Through binoculars, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen focused on the back door of Old K's house, trying to figure out what the visitor looked like. Unfortunately, several nearby street lights were broken at the same time for some reason, preventing them from doing so.
"If only Lao Ge was here." Long Yuehong couldn't help but sigh.
Carbon-based humans require too much extra gear to improve themselves compared to fully functional smart humans.
Of course, Long Yuehong has always remembered what the team leader often said, and used it to motivate himself:
"Gentlemen are not different, and they are good at things."
Bai Chen fully agrees with Long Yuehong's emotion:
"Unless it's all dark and no light, or Lao Ge can do it..."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Chen's attention returned to the back door of Old K's house.
Another car drove up and stopped outside the door.
What happened before was repeated again. A servant of the old K family came out to greet a certain guest with a big umbrella.
In just half an hour, nearly 20 visitors arrived at the back door area where the street lights were broken. Judging from their clothes, there were men and women.
Seeing this, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were a little stunned, and they didn't understand what was going on.
During the same time period, Jiang Baimian, who received Long Yuehong's report, also found that a large number of cars drove into Masgar Street, where the old K's house was located, and stopped on both sides of the road.
Under the illumination of a large number of street lamps, the doors of the car opened one after another, and a man and woman in bright clothes walked down.
Surrounded by bodyguards, they approached the main entrance of Old K's house openly and walked in.
However, their bodyguards and entourage remained outside the door and returned to the car one after another.
"They are all nobles..." Jiang Baimian carefully observed for a while and came to a conclusion.
She and Shang Jianyao pretended to be nobles, and when they watched the gladiatorial competition, they had a certain understanding of people of this class, so that they would not even know how to greet them when they met.
The other party may not know them, but they must know the other party. Only in this way can the risk of exposure be avoided to the greatest extent.
"Yeah." Shang Jianyao pointed at a male nobleman and smiled, "I remember him. He laughed at Dino at that time and he almost became the first person in high society to choke himself to death by drinking water."
Dino is one of the protagonists of the arena assassination.
The one who was assassinated.
"It's called Phelps, it seems..." Jiang Baimian said not so sure.
Phelps is also Akerson, with black hair and blue eyes.
He seems to have been genetically optimized. No matter his height or appearance, he is considered good, but his cheek muscles are slightly sagging.
After watching these people enter Old K's house, Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully:
"Is this a banquet?"
She didn't make a firm judgment, because in terms of time, it was very embarrassing.
As far as she knows, the gatherings of the nobles usually start at dinner time and continue until the early morning, and you can leave at any time in the middle. How can there be a reason to convene at nearly 11 o'clock
"Maybe the theme of this party is ghosts." Shang Jianyao guessed enthusiastically.
He seemed to want to take out the monkey mask with a hairy face and a pointed mouth, put it on his face, and end up participating.
Jiang Baimian ignored him and said to himself:
"Draw all the curtains, just for this party
"What happened to those people in the back? Special guests
"How can you not let the bodyguards in a normal party? Are those nobles so relieved?"
She couldn't think of the answers to these questions for a while, but Shang Jianyao offered a variety of possibilities, but they were obviously all absurd.
Jiang Baimian had to take out the walkie-talkie and told Long Yuehong and Bai Chen:
"Continue monitoring and wait for the end."
This wait lasted for several hours. It wasn't until after three in the morning that the front door of Old K's house reopened. The well-dressed men and women walked out one after another with tired but relaxed expressions, and left in the car.
At the same time, in the back door area, cars arrived and quietly picked up the secret visitors.
Due to environmental factors, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong still couldn't see their appearance clearly.
"Team leader, do you want to choose a target to track?" Long Yuehong asked for Jiang Baimian's opinion.
If he and Bai Chen went downstairs and drove a jeep at this time, there was still hope that they could lock a car.
Jiang Baimian pondered for a few seconds and said:
"There are too many unknowns in this matter, to be conservative, not to use it for the time being.
"Well, our next step is to track down a nobleman and find out from him what party Old K is holding at home and what role those people who come in through the back door play."
Compared with those secret visitors who hide their heads and tails, compared to the old K who seems to be a little mysterious, the nobles with families and mouths who are on the edge of power are more suitable and safer targets.
Without making too many exclusions, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao unanimously chose Phelps.
They knew him accordingly. They knew that his grandfather was once an elder, but he died early and failed to pave the way for his descendants, which led to the gradual exclusion of Phelps' fathers from power. The core, when it comes to his generation, will even decline.
Judging from his previous performance in the arena assassination case, Jiang Baimian believes that there are no awakened ones among Phelps' bodyguards and followers.
Combining various factors, this is really a rare object of action.
Jiang Baimian was not in a hurry to go downstairs to follow him, because it was late at night, and there were few people, so it was easy to be discovered. Anyway, the monk could not escape the temple, and if he went to "visit" Phelps during the day, he was not afraid that he would not find anyone.
"After the investigation is clear, the plan to respond to 'Garibaldi' is estimated to have taken shape." Jiang Baimian said casually as he watched the nobles' vehicles go away.
In fact, if she didn't worry too much, she can now give a feasible plan:
When old K went out, dealt with business problems, took away most of the "accidents", and then sneaked in quietly or with the help of "friends" to pick up "Garibaldi".
Judging from the fact that "Garibaldi" can successfully hide in the old K's house and hide for several days without being discovered, this plan has a high success rate.
Of course, after "Garibaldi" got inside and hid it, he didn't dare to move because he lacked grasp of the surrounding environment.
…
The next afternoon, the rested "Old Tune Group" used the method of "making friends" to temporarily borrow a car and drive to the Golden Apple District, looking for an opportunity to communicate with the nobleman Phelps.
"Hey..." Shang Jianyao let out a long sigh in the car.
"What's wrong?" Long Yuehong asked vigilantly and worriedly.
Shang Jianyao replied with a sad face:
"I miss Mr. DiMarco."
"Why?" Long Yuehong was a little puzzled for a while.
Jiang Baimian sneered:
"Hey, do you miss him? You miss his 'Fate Pass'!"
"'Destiny Link' is really useful." Shang Jianyao admitted frankly, "I also think Mr. Dimarco is very cute."
What adjective is this? Long Yuehong almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Jiang Baimian agrees with the first half sentence of Shang Jianyao:
"Indeed, if the 'Fate Pearl' is still there, we don't need to look for opportunities to deal with the more marginal aristocratic children like Phelps. When he goes out, gets in the car, it will be attached to him more than 20 meters away. , which directly evokes his relevant memories.”
The whole process is silent, and ordinary people can't notice it at all.
Shang Jianyao’s hands and feet were a little cleaner, and the environment was better created. Phelps might not be able to find out who had been fucked by him afterwards. He probably thought that he was overindulgence recently, his body was weak, and he had sudden dizziness.
During the exchange of several members of the "Old Tuning Group", the vehicle turned into a relatively secluded street.
At this time, a figure crossed the road, stopped in the middle, and did not leave.
He is a native of Honghe, wearing a gray robe, with a bald head that reflects the radiance.
This man half-closed his green eyes, held a rosary in one hand, and held the other up in front of his chest, facing the "Old Tune Group", and gave a salute:
"Namo Anuttarasamyaksabodhi, all benefactors, the sea of suffering is boundless, and the shore is when you turn back."
He used the Honghe language, and his voice was obviously not loud, but it echoed in the ears of Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and the others like Hong Zhong Dalu.