Yin Le's first reaction was to try again: "Boss, I can try..."
"You are not qualified to take risks anymore." The person who responded to her was Morun, the most senior elder of the sect, and his mind also entered the space of Blood Soul Temple. He was in an extremely bad mood, and his tone was even more severe than ever.
Yin Le did not give up easily, saying: "Boss, Mr. Moran, the military has a special method to lure the human-faced spider, and the 'Mold' will definitely not be able to bear it. If we are booby-trapped, our efforts these days will be in vain!"
At the same time, it also negated everything she did today.
"madness!"
Morun's thoughts were like a desert storm heat wave, roaring: "You have done something wrong, so don't use wrong ideas to make up for it. Look at the military's formation, are they just trapping and killing a human-faced spider? They are trapping and killing It’s our Blood Flame Cult that’s in trouble! Release them now, at least we won’t be wiped out by the military just because of this!”
Mrs. Halder, on the other hand, was much calmer. After Moran had vented her anger, she slowly sent a calm thought: "Release immediately and then come back. The more this is done, the more the 'mold' can be preserved. Since they are targeting the church, The regiment, most likely, will cherish it more than we do."
Yin Le was stunned.
Mrs. Halder continued: "If you release it according to the 'grazing law', we still have priority. As long as the other party does not really want to eliminate it, the four of us herders have the ability to recall it again, and we have a lot of ability to do so." Big room to maneuver... now, execute.”
"……yes."
Yin Le closed her eyes and lowered her face. The rushing water blocked the changes in her expression and muffled the faint sound of the curse.
Everything was done in extreme secrecy, but Ronan couldn't hide it.
In the "special car" that kept getting away, he sat in the front row with his head lowered, pretending to be asleep. In fact, he was always paying attention to the side of Yundu Shuiyi, watching the wonderful connection between the magic talisman and Yin Le, like a gradually lengthening The spider silk is getting farther and farther away and getting weaker and weaker.
At this time, Yin Le gave the magic talisman one last instruction, telling it to lurk in the deepest part of the spiritual plane and stay as far away from this area as possible. The most important thing was to never get close to the physical plane to prey on it without permission.
After the order was given, the "spider thread" finally reached its limit and broke silently. In essence, Yin Le has no connection with the magic talisman at this time. However, due to the existence of the "Blood Soul Temple", Yin Le, as well as the other three pastors of the sect, still have a slight sense of sensitivity. , if necessary, special rituals can be used to reposition and capture based on this induction.
Of course, the premise of everything is that the human-faced spider can stay until then.
Ronan's thoughts moved slightly, and he almost immediately recalled the magic talisman and stayed away from the place of right and wrong. But the thought came again and again, but he never took action.
In front of the sink, Yin Le coughed lightly, opened his mouth slightly, and diluted blood mixed with lipstick of the same color flowed down. She closed her eyes and allowed the water to wash away her fatigue and frustration as much as possible.
The intermittent and continuous technique of "releasing animals" tested her control very much, and she suffered some backlash. But she didn't care about the severity of the injury. She was only worried about how long a restraining command could suppress the strong hunting instinct of the magic talisman.
At heart, she is quite pessimistic.
About half a minute later, Yin Le finally stood up, opened her handbag again, and touched up her makeup to prevent herself from being too embarrassed. Wasting precious time on this may be considered a kind of exquisite self-destruction.
When Yin Le was touching up her makeup in the bathroom, the military had completely activated its coping mechanism. The outside is loose and the inside is tight. The main route from the bathroom, the elevator to the identification room where the authority is recorded, as well as several adjacent possible escape routes, are all targeted by incapacitating weapons and can be fired at any time.
Tian Bang said "weird", but in fact he was already preparing for it. As long as Yin Le made any drastic move, he would be in trouble immediately.
However, after five long minutes, they were greeted by a tired, depressed, calm and indifferent Yin Le. Apart from his slightly pale complexion, nothing unusual could be seen.
Yin Le took his assistant and bodyguards to the VIP elevator, which was in line with the military's prediction, and he happened to bump into the "instructor" Ju Ling.
"Manager Yin, I am Ju Ling, a special warfare brigade officer of the Coast Guard..."
"I've heard about it, and the human-faced spider is being searched." Yin Le raised his chin slightly, and the corners of his lips showed an arc that was almost mocking, "You chose a good place! Do you think the Frost River Reality brand is enough for you to deal with a few times, right? "
Ju Ling was speechless.
Yin Le should go to the elevator first: "What process should I follow? Hurry up. I have something to do tonight, so don't waste time."
For both parties, the process that followed went smoothly and made people feel complicated. It took less than five minutes from the time Yin Le entered the elevator, to the appraisal room, and then out, and then... nothing happened.
No matter whether it was the detection equipment or Tian Bang's secret observation, no abnormalities related to the human-faced spider were found.
A punch to an empty space can really stifle internal injuries.
Until Yin Le and his party went downstairs, got in the car and left, the action personnel gathered around Aurora Cloud City still didn't quite believe it:
That's it?
Ju Ling walked back with probably this expression.
Tian Bang did not comfort his subordinates. He only touched his smooth chin and said with a smile: "This time the staff finally has a chance to perform. Let's implement plan B... Ms. Cat's Eye, it seems we are going to play overtime. Are you Are you going to pay and leave, or are you going to stay up late with everyone?"
"Where's the overtime game?"
"We're not planning to move at the moment. I believe our prey won't be able to run far."
"Then...is there any wine?"
"How about pure grain wine?"
"Okay, if it can be paired with the military's technical catalog of personal combat platforms that can be exported, the flavor will be even better."
While Maoyan was flirting there, he made a vomiting expression at the temporary task window: "Anticlimactic, what's going on! Secretary, please tell me, do I want to stay?"
He Yueyin quickly replied: "It is recommended to leave. Most of the subsequent conflicts will be between Tian Bang and the Blood Flame Cult. There is no need for association members to get involved."
"Did the military go to the Blood Flame Order from the beginning?"
"Tian Bang is not the military."
"...Hey, there's adultery!"
He Yueyin's reply was interrupted.
Paper-cut was afraid that He Yueyin would be annoyed, so he quickly calmed down and said, "Secretary He, please help me analyze what happened tonight?"
After a few seconds, He Yueyin called again: "Currently, Tian Bang has definite information, confirming that the Blood Flame Cult raises human-faced spiders for special purposes. From a legal perspective, as long as definite evidence is found, it can indeed be given to The Blood Flame Order suffered heavy losses."
"But it's not easy to kill the Blood Flame Cult." Paper-cut said in a serious manner, "Now that the transformation of the city-state is so obvious, as long as the Blood Flame Cult moves out of Xia City in time, it will not hurt their vitality. It will be said in a few years. The uncertainty has arisen again. Mrs. Halder has this ability. Speaking of which, in recent years, the core strength of the sect has not increased, but business has been booming.
"Yes, in the past two years, the Castle Consortium under Mrs. Halder has continued to expand its industry. It has long been no longer limited to Xia City, and has set a very high stop loss line. If the cut is made quickly, the military and political departments of Xia City will be If we really want to kill them all, we may not be able to achieve full success.”
Ronan had heard He Yueyin talk about the concept of "stop loss line" more than once. It was originally a concept in stock trading. It was used to describe the bottom-line thinking when designing tactics and formulating plans. It is a method that He Yueyin favors.
"If you don't consider legal factors for the moment, in terms of military and political strategy, it doesn't make much sense to target a declining religious group that has been focusing on commercial exhibitions in recent years; but if you really need to consider legal factors, Tian Bang's behavior today is not procedurally correct. not perfect."
He Yueyin's expression was relatively euphemistic, but listening to the words, Ronan couldn't help but interject: "Sister Yueyin, do you mean that Tian Bang's personal will may be involved in this operation?"
He Yueyin did not answer directly: "No matter what, the Xiacheng government endorses this operation. Tian Bang has the legal advantage, and the integrated power is far greater than that of the Blood Flame Order; Mrs. Halder has seen the trick, and at least now she is with the people." The Masked Spider cuts perfectly. They all have certain back-ups and some key information that we don’t have. The focus of the subsequent conflict is likely to shift. Therefore, I suggest Maoyan evacuate as soon as possible and stay out of the incident."
Maoyan said: "I will consider it."
At the same time, she sent a message through the life starry sky: "So, boss?"
Maoyan put on a posture of "completely obeying your orders", which really put a lot of pressure on Ronan. For him, the most realistic consideration is to seize this opportunity and take back the magic talisman.
In fact, Ronan has a lot of opportunities. Both the Blood Flame Order and the military have lost control of the current situation of the magic talisman. Ronan only needs one thought to pull the magic talisman back from the extreme realm. From now on, he has nothing to do with the military or the Blood Flame Order.
However, just as the pronunciation analysis is like this, there is one factor that must be considered:
Backhand!
Regardless of whether Tian Bang can represent the military or whether the Blood Flame Order has the power to recover, Ronan is very concerned about the confidence shown by both parties in overturning the situation at any time.
Their back-up force is Ronan's "tail". If they are mishandled, it is equivalent to adding two more powerful enemies for him!
what to do?
Ronan didn't reply immediately, but closed his eyes in deep thought.
There were so many things to deal with that his mind couldn't bear it for a moment. He instinctively reached out and touched the paged notes on his lap. As the saying goes, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. At this time, it is excellent to be able to write and draw.
But now that the bus is full of people, if he wants to "create", he may be picked out and tortured. Mo Peng and Mo Han can do this kind of thing.
After a change of thought, Ronan changed his approach. He used external neurons to open the drawing software that imitated the paper soft screen in his mind, created a new blank page, and started tossing on it.
"Boss, are you asleep?" Maoyan urged again.
Ronan didn't answer and collected his thoughts. His goal is very clear, which is to get back the magic talisman, and then... the stop loss line!
The discussion just now gave him a hint: when you have a goal, you should also consider the worst-case scenario and avoid it as much as possible. Set a lower limit for yourself.
The Blood Flame Order's approach is worth learning from, but the connection between Ronan and the magic talisman is impossible to cut off, and any cutting is a joke. Once discovered, he can only be a grasshopper in a line, and no one can escape.
In addition, his control over the magic talisman is also ranked first, and there is no way to give it away.
The next best thing is to... we can only prevent others from seeing it!
Ronan has this ability. As long as he does not alert the two great gods of his association, there seems to be no other person in Xia City who can delve into the extreme realm. At most, the magic talisman will not appear in the future.
Not to be seen, to hide, to hide, to hide...
Huh? There was a sudden "ding" in Ronan's head, and a light bulb came on - that's what it felt like.
God, he forgot about it!
"Boss? My boss?" Maoyan was already singing a ditty out of boredom, summoning him in different ways.
Ronan, on the other hand, had a sudden inspiration, and it was the moment when he started writing like a god. First, I used a few simple keywords to retain the general idea. Then I gathered my thoughts and shouted back with a little excitement:
"Shut up! Go drink your drink!"
"Tsk, are you dissatisfied with me?"
Ronan then transformed a burst of inspiration into glyphs, pictures and everything else that can be understood. During this period, everything was kept simple, and he spoke fluently: "No, Maoyan, I need you, I need you very much... Yes, that's it!"
"What?"
"Now, just wait there until..." Ronan opened his eyes suddenly and turned to ask the driver: "About what time should we get home?"
He had been concentrating with his eyes closed, but his sudden words really startled the driver. Finally, this person passed the professional standard and quickly estimated the answer: "Around 9:30 at the latest."
Ronan made an OK gesture, just like the tactical movements taught by Baoyan, with a strong sense of ritual. Whether the driver understands it or not is none of his business.
"Listen, Maoyan, you wait there until about 10 o'clock..."
"There's still an hour left, will overtime be that long?"
"Don't worry, they will be busy tonight, and so will you! I will contact you again."
Ronan unilaterally severed the mental connection with Maoyan and began to connect various keywords to further expand. At the same time, he printed simplified topographic maps of the Grand Living Area, Zhixing College and even Pingjiang District in the blank areas - electronic drawing and mental drawing are so fast. !
Finally, the tip of the pen drew a circle in the swamp jungle of Zhixing Academy. Ronan took a long breath and made sure that his thoughts were finally connected. Looking at the scrawled plan, he suddenly wanted to laugh:
"Look, my stop loss line is higher than you think!"
At this time, the special car stopped. The first stop for sending someone off today is Qiu Peipei’s house. They took someone's precious daughter out, but when she came back with her head smashed, Mo Peng and Mo Han had to get out of the car and explain to their parents.
How could Ronan care about this? In order to avoid being disturbed by such mundane matters, he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, regardless of the itinerary he had just asked about.
With this disguise, he really fell asleep and had a dream. Even in his dream, he was still sorting out the plan, sorting out the details one by one, and constantly enriching elements such as topographic maps and life starry sky.
Until the special car drove to the door of his house, Mo Peng pushed him awake.
