Rico quietly slipped behind the two men. This time, she still had no difficulty in grabbing their throats and quickly made them incapable of fighting.
"Hey, are you okay?" She squatted down and asked Agnes, "Can you hear me?"
Agnes, who was lying on the ground, barely raised her head. She stared blankly at the motionless man beside her, "...Are they all dead?"
"Don't talk nonsense," Rico said softly, "She probably just fainted."
Agnes then looked at Rico, Hesta and Anna, and shed tears for a moment.
Agnes was in such a state of embarrassment at this moment that Hesta also felt a little sympathetic. Her right cheekbone was bruised and her left eye was completely swollen. When she opened her mouth to speak, her teeth stained with blood were exposed, not to mention the many wounds left by punches and kicks on her body.
"Don't cry," Rico patted Agnes's shoulder gently, "stand up first and turn your back."
Agnes cooperated with Rico's body search without saying a word.
After confirming that there were no weapons on Egger, Rico leaned over to search the tactical vests and pockets of the two men. These men wearing gray-blue camouflage were better equipped than the thorn monks wearing pullovers. Their rifles had higher calibers. Completely identical, so the bullet is completely universal. In addition, Rico also found several small grenades and several magazine strips, which she put all into her pockets.
"Hey, Jane, look what this is-" Rico suddenly discovered that one of them had a gun stuck behind his butt, which was the silver Beretta.
"This is mine!" Agnes said quickly.
"I remember that this gun should be in Meyer's hand," Hestad looked at the gun. "Where is Meyer, isn't she with you?"
"She...don't worry, she is safe now."
"you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure." Agnes looked at Hesta, "But you don't want me to tell her location-"
"Good, because I'm not interested either."
Li Ge smiled helplessly, "Tell us what's going on outside now. Do you understand?"
"Something happened to Mr. Gobelin..." Agnes whispered. "He was detained in the gas power room by the Thorn Monks. They forced him to reveal the whereabouts of the Guide..."
"Is it the "Guidebook" mentioned in the embarkation instructions?"
Agnes nodded silently, and after a while, she asked in a low voice, "...can you go with me to save people?"
"Who to save, Gobelin?"
"right."
"...It's hard to say," Rico glanced back, "It's good that our current team can protect itself."
"I remember that there are only twelve thorn monks on the ship plus Bree," Hesta frowned. "As of noon today, two of them have died and one has been injured. Almost half of the remaining people are ten. How come Gobelin, a young man of four or five years old, was kidnapped by them?"
"Some of the crew are their people," Agnes replied softly. "There is a man named Sanders Rand. After Bree fell, he was responsible for commanding the remaining Thorn Monks, and he also brought Boat people.”
"Sanders Rand..." Hesta read the name for a while, "Oh, I know who he is."
"Then can you accompany me back to the Navigation Museum?" Agnes said with a trembling voice, "The Guide is over there."
Rico didn't answer immediately, she walked to Hesta, and the two discussed something in a low voice. Agnes heard some keywords and speculated that they were discussing whether they should turn back.
Agnes held her right hand nervously in front of her chest, and the nails of her thumb dug deeply into the flesh of her palm. She waited for Hesta's answer, her eyes always falling on the shoulders of Hesta and Rico.
Suddenly, her eyes glanced at Anna inadvertently. The moment their eyes met, Agnes shuddered - this woman who had been sitting in a wheelchair was looking at her intently, her gaze was hot and cold at the same time. , as if it could penetrate her directly.
Maybe it’s because the wrinkles between Anna’s eyebrows and around her mouth make her eyes look particularly deep, or maybe it’s because the silence makes Anna’s smile look meaningful, but in short, her eyes seem to have a clear meaning:
you are lying.
Agnes was startled by this idea. She shuddered all over and quickly looked away. However, when she calmed down and looked towards Anna again, this quiet middle-aged man had a look on his face. With a slight smile, her expression was gentle, even polite and friendly...
The chilling look just now seemed to be just Agnes's illusion.
"Where is the "Guide" you mentioned in the museum?" Rico asked.
Agnes's reaction was a moment too slow. Her face suddenly burned, and her words became stumbling. Originally, everything was perfect, but she suddenly felt that the woman in the wheelchair had understood everything for no reason. This thought excited her. It aroused her anxiety, making it impossible for her to speak the lines she had prepared as freely as she did just now.
"...Inside the portrait of the ship's bow. That is the backup copy left by Mr. Gobelin, and there is another original copy in the prop safe of the Grace Theater..."
Agnes's voice became lower and lower, and even she could tell that something was wrong with herself - her trembling was worse than before.
Hesta stared at Agnes's face, "What's wrong with you?"
"...I," Agnes crossed her arms, "a little cold."
Rico took off his leather jacket and put it on Agnes' back.
The walkie-talkies that the two thorn monks had dropped on the ground suddenly came with frequent paging. Someone was constantly asking for a reply from a certain number of team members, but there was no response.
"It's better to delay any longer. It's better to move forward or back than to stand here stupidly." Rico stepped forward and turned the volume of the two walkie-talkies to the lowest level. "The others will come soon."
Agnes's hands clenched tightly, "Then let's..."
"Go back and have a look."
"Wait!" Agnes quickly walked up to Rico and blocked her way. "Give me back that pistol... it was left to me by my sister!"
"Give it back to her," Hesta said without looking back.
…
The four people returned to the exit of the Navigation Museum. At this moment, there was silence inside the museum. The previously aggressive group seemed to have evacuated, and no one was left on guard.
This really aroused the suspicion of Rico and Hesta, but when they thought about the thorn monk who tried to violently open the lock with a pistol, they felt that all this was very reasonable - these people really lacked training, and to them, guns were more like It is a more lethal toy rather than a mechanical companion used to save lives.
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