"Chasing you?"
Gao Yi walked to the window and looked at the misty night: "Are they the three disaster response teams of the East China Sea Executive Bureau?"
"Yes."
"You're not your opponent?"
"no."
Descartes' voice rustled: "In fact, because they know nothing about me, they don't pose much of a threat."
"Then what do you want from me?" Gao Yi was slightly relieved when he heard someone from the Executive Bureau came.
According to the original layout, Director Song should now get the credit for the entire incident, while Xiao Di takes the blame for the Lord of Dreams.
It was understandable that Xiao Di was targeted by the Executive Bureau.
After all, this incident caused quite a stir in the city. If the general public doesn't know this, they might really think that this is the latest projection technology.
But the executive board is different. After all, they are an organization that specializes in dealing with abnormal events. I am afraid that from the first moment they saw the Lord of Dreams, they knew that this thing was extraordinary.
Gao Yi has been making plans these days, and Director Song must have been busy as well, probably thinking about how to get out of the situation all day and night.
Combined with Director Song's emotional ups and downs from what he saw and heard tonight. He definitely wanted to clear up the shady trading relationship between the two parties and kill the people who had the handle on him.
It's normal to get angry now.
"I'll just ask."
Xiao Di whispered over there: "Mr. Gao, is there anything you need me to convey?"
"No."
Gao Yi half leaned on the window sill, his voice a little tired: "You can use it yourself, but don't go too far. It would be bad if you really force the skills of the people in the Executive Bureau to come out."
The leader of the black mist said that human beings divided the authority of the gods and became a skill. But after all, it is not a flame that humans can control. The consequence of every use is to make life one step closer to the end.
It turns out that Gao Yi thought that skills were something that could be used at any time, similar to superpowers. But now it seems that I was indeed wrong.
According to what Uncle Tan said before, the Executive Directorate should have used some unknown method to attach skills to special items so that subordinate executives can use them.
But because it will cause irreversible damage to the body, no one is willing to use it until the critical moment. No wonder Uncle Tan was mysterious and mysterious before, as if he had something to hide.
It was not his original intention to deal with these working executives. So there is no need to fight to the death.
There are more win-win opportunities in the future.
This is what Gao Yi said to Xiao Di.
On the other side of the communication, Xiao Di saw that Gao Yi had no other instructions after finishing his instructions, so he simply interrupted the communication.
"Xiaoyi, wash your hands and come over to eat."
Hearing the call from the kitchen, Gao Yi answered and walked over.
When I sat back in the living room, the party on TV had come to an end.
On the screen, the song "Unforgettable Tonight" slowly came to an end.
My uncle was caught playing mahjong, and his aunt was so violent that he exploded gold coins in the family group. At this time, the brother and sister took Gao Yi's mobile phone and had a great time grabbing it together.
Gao Yi fell into the sofa and looked at the scene in front of him.
He looked dazed and smiled unconsciously.
People will always realize at some point that time is passing quietly.
Only then did he suddenly remember. From time traveling to now, I have spent two months without knowing it, and now I have entered a new era.
"Disaster Warning"...
"Seven Wonders of Campus"...
"The nightmare is coming"...
Last year, he overcame one difficulty after another and got one good card after another.
And this year.
Before the possible "seasonal storm" in summer, what kind of difficult challenges will you face and what kind of colorful festivals will you welcome?
Gao Yi is full of expectations.
"Shhh."
Auntie made a silencing gesture.
The brother and sister discovered this.
Gao Yi has fallen asleep.
…
Donghai, Leshu District.
Bailiu Old Street.
It's early morning. After the laborious activity of hunting down the Nian Beast, most people have already rested.
This old street, which was originally relatively deserted, now seemed completely silent.
The doors and windows of the shops on both sides were closed, and together with the old-fashioned residential buildings above, they cast large shadows.
The vehicles are covered with a layer of black gauze under the rendering, which contrasts with the monotonous white paint of the street trees, adding a bit more loneliness and coldness.
Snap, snap, snap.
Suddenly, subtle footsteps sounded from everywhere. The man in a black windbreaker was like a ghost walking at night, moving quickly and silently between various obstacles.
As if they had a goal, they glanced around silently, and finally stopped in front of a shop.
[Ajin Processing]
The owner seems to have just rented the shop and hasn't had time to move in the equipment. So now the interior is empty, and even the door is unlocked.
The door was pushed open silently, and people in black trench coats came in.
"Search."
The team leader gave the order concisely and concisely. The other team members immediately divided into four search teams in groups of three, and began searching the store extremely carefully.
"No."
"No."
"No."
After a round, the team returned without missing a beat, each saying that their team did not find anything unusual.
"Up above." The team leader gestured to the door on the second floor.
Most of the ground floors facing the street of this old-fashioned building are used as shops for business. The connected second and third floors are the residential buildings in the community.
Residential buildings can be accessed from both roads.
The team members in black trench coats came to the door and stood by each other. The team leader stepped forward, held the door handle, and turned it gently.
No lock?
He frowned and opened the door.
But suddenly, there was another pause in the movement.
On the back of the door, a crisp sound of footsteps sounded.
The team leader made a gesture, and the team members' expressions immediately became tense.
3…
2……
1……
Click!
The team leader suddenly opened the door and was about to rush out at the lead, but his body suddenly stopped again.
"it's me."
Looking across the door, I saw a team also wearing black windbreakers slowly walking out of the residential building.
"How are you doing there?"
asked the second team leader of the street pursuit.
The team leader who surrounded the residential building shook his head and looked puzzled: "Nothing was found."
"We obviously followed him here, but now we can't find him."
"Three groups."
One group held down the headset for a long time: "Did you notice anything unusual?"
"No."
The third team leader who was conducting reconnaissance at a high place put down the equipment: "After entering the building, we no longer observed any trace of him."
It's really strange.
The three teams of the Disaster Countermeasures Office couldn't help but feel a little anxious at this time.
In order to deal with Descartes, they were three groups of nearly fifty people dispatched together. But now, forget it if you haven’t caught him, you’ve even lost him.
"Which of you has detection skills?" the team leader suddenly asked.
Before taking action, the director spoke to him seriously. Descartes must be killed, otherwise the order of the entire East China Sea may be disrupted in the future.
In life, everyone has his or her own purpose.
But Director Song couldn't understand Descartes' purpose at all.
With such a "partner" who has his own handle, how can Director Song keep him alive?
Only if Descartes is dead can "Gao Yi" and his safety be guaranteed.
