"No, there's no problem." Vicente immediately shook his head and said.
Agnes looked at Vicente and said with a smile: "The bounty mission of that guy Bernie Ste is actually quite suitable for a detective - collecting evidence of his crime. How about it, Mr. Poirot, the great detective, do you want to give it a try?" "
"How do we get up there?" Vicente ignored Agnes's words and asked in a low voice as he removed his hand that was covering his stomach.
"Of course you go up the stairs. You can't go through the window, so you have to go up the stairs." Agnes looked at Vicente with a strange look and said matter-of-factly.
The muscles on Vicente's face couldn't help but twitch, but he said nothing.
"You wait here." Agnes smiled and said, her figure flashed, climbed up the wall and disappeared in front of Vicente.
Vicente turned his attention to the building and observed it carefully. He saw a few guards wearing black windbreakers and gray hats standing at the door of the building. There were two teams of people patrolling on the street in front. The routes crossed. It seemed that the guards were indeed relatively tight.
Soon, Agnes jumped down from the wall with a guard wearing a black trench coat on her shoulders and a gray hat in her other hand.
"This man's body shape is similar to yours. You put on his clothes." Agnes said.
Before Agnes could speak, Vicente reached out and started to take off the clothes of the unconscious guard.
"After changing, remember to patch this person up and put something in his mouth to prevent him from waking up too early and making noises." Seeing that Vicente didn't need any reminder from her, Agnes nodded slightly and casually gave instructions. Said: "I will make some noise in the building later. You take the opportunity to go directly to the third floor. The big room up the stairs is Bernie Ste's office. That guy Bernie Ste will be there right now. As for what Get there without suspicion, M. Poirot, without my having to teach you."
Vicente raised his head and took a deep look at Agnes, and asked, "Aren't you going to meet Mr. Sturt with me?"
Agnes couldn't help but sneer and said: "You still doubt me, M. Poirot."
"Of course not," Vicente denied immediately. He stared into Agnes's eyes and said, "If I doubted you, how could I dare to entrust you to take me to Art Street?"
"Really?" Agnes smiled noncommittally and said, "Don't worry, I will find you in time and won't let my employer be beaten to death by Mr. Ste."
Vincent nodded and said nothing.
"Okay, see you later, M. Poirot." Agnes smiled and pressed the brim of her hat, then turned to the wall on the side. A few minutes later, Vicente saw her unabashedly greeting the brothers. Walking towards the building where the meeting was held, a few "baba" shots hit the gun-holding arm of the guard in front of the building, and he walked in without stopping.
Vicente looked at Agnes' actions with some dumbfounded eyes, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Not long after, continuous gunshots came from the building.
"She is looking for death!" Vicente couldn't help but curse in a low voice. The noise was really loud, and he felt that the entire Art Street should have heard the gunshots here.
Vicente stuffed the man whose clothes he had stripped into the shadow of the corner, then walked out of the corner, lowered the brim of his gray hat, and at the same time pulled out the gun from the gun bag on his waist, and casually Loaded.
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"There's no bounty, how many is this?" Agnes casually pressed the head of her subordinate and hit it against the wall, throwing aside the man who was unconscious due to the violent impact. She was a little confused. He muttered to himself.
"Forget it, I can't remember." Agnes shrugged and walked forward along the corridor.
She has yet to encounter any effective obstruction for this. Although this is likely to be the reason why things happened too suddenly, it cannot cover up the fact that the people responsible for guarding are incompetent.
A few minutes have passed since Agnes broke in from the main entrance of this stronghold. At present, the guards of the stronghold have not been able to organize an effective resistance force. Almost all the guards she saw along the way acted according to their own ideas. Traces of taking command.
Although it is an extremely simple matter for an Extraordinary who has embarked on a sequence that increases strength, agility, and perception to deal with ordinary people who do not have large-scale weapons of destruction in their hands, it is not that easy.
Although Bernie has become her "waiter", it has only been two days, and the distribution of the building's guard strength has not yet been adjusted.
"It's just a gang, with a chaotic organizational structure, inefficient information transmission, and a lack of command ability. It's inevitable that we can't ask for too much." Agnes walked forward casually. She was going to reward all the people in the stronghold today. Jin's goal has been cashed out, and he can then focus on the Rose School of Thought.
For her, taking on the bounty mission from the National Police Agency was just to gain some fame as the bounty hunter "Ella Boethia". Relatively speaking, things related to the Rose School were undoubtedly more important. As for Vicente's commission, it was just a matter of convenience.
The incident at Newlin Manor was an introduction, which led to some clues about the Rose School of Thought. From the clues she knew so far, she couldn't guess much.
It is known that Bonnard's Silver Rose transported an extraordinary item like a leather drum from the sea, and the crew of the Silver Rose subsequently died mysteriously due to drug overdose. It is easy to draw a conclusion that the Silver Rose The crew on board were silenced.
What happened next at Newlin Manor, according to what Vicente said, it can be seen that the leader's goal was extremely clear, and it was most likely to kill the target first and then deal with the traces through explosion.
As for the connection with the Silver Rose incident, it still needs to be confirmed, but there is a high possibility of a connection.
Agnes fired a shot to the side, hitting the gun-holding arm of the guard who came over. The other party's gun deflected, and the bullet penetrated the wall on one side, leaving a crater in it.
Agnes put her foot down and appeared in front of the guard in an instant. She took the pistol from the guard's hand, which was weakened by being shot, then grabbed the guard's other arm and easily swung the man hard. On the ground.
"Another one with no bounty." Agnes curled her lips in disgust.
The only thing that could comfort her was that today's behavior had some help in digesting the potion.
Agnes pushed open the slightly heavy door in front of her. This is a slightly spacious room, half of the area is divided into three iron cage-like prisons, and the other half of the area seems a bit empty, with several various equipment made of blood-stained metal placed there.
Agnes glanced over these, pausing for a moment on Snow who was curled up in the corner of the prison, and then turned to the wooden door on the other side of the room.
