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Chapter 1296 No. 203: Sister Haizi's eyes became sharp
It is a fact that is well known and even reported in news reports that the actual number of casualties in last month's Far East Cup vicious attack was barely over 100.

And most of them were not caused by Luzas's attack, but by a group of passionate killers who were infected by the chaotic atmosphere at the scene and joined the group when they had the chance.

This is just like how criminals are often arrested in the audience seats of some idols and stars' concerts. Naturally, global events like the Far East Cup also have many impulsive or 'on vacation' murderers lurking around.

And this time, the latter was implicated a lot by the former.

Although the number of casualties was so low that it could be regarded as a model case response, the extremely vicious nature of the case still required the on-site investigation to be maximized, so that many criminals who thought they were on vacation and did not want to take action but just wanted to watch horse racing were also arrested.

Luzas lost a number of dangerous monsters including the Razor Dimaga, and his plan of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west was stopped by enthusiastic citizens who wished to remain anonymous.

The arrest of hundreds of Luzas members, including those who were preparing to pick up the finishing touches outside the museum, would be a major blow to the organization!
——This is what the media reported.

Although more than half a month had passed and there was still no news of the crackdown on the Luzas group, the series of closures and arrests of Luzas-related companies in the first few days were enough to make the topic fade from the attention of many people.

After all, December is the month of super heavyweight events such as the rookie debut race, the Arima Kinen Race and the Dream Cup, which are enough to occupy all major magazines and news sections in the horse racing industry, successfully making Luzas an extremely rare situation among the world-renowned criminal organizations.

This well-known criminal organization was only popular for a few days, and its losses and treatment looked miserable, but what is the actual situation?
"[Codename: Ultraman], this is a super large project they are planning. The goal is to have a complete set of weapons specifically targeting the Ultraman race, but construction will only start to accelerate on December 12st."

"That is to say, they still made money from the Far East Cup, even if it was earned by exchanging their own people."

"Are you really one of us?" The woman raised her head high, as if questioning the sky, or as if approaching the man in the black helmet sitting on the bench at the back.

Two benches, with backrests touching each other, are located at the edge of the boulevard diagonally opposite the entrance to the ZS racecourse.

In the desolate place where even the fallen leaves cannot be seen, the distance is crowded with people, the population density is enough to eliminate the desire to get close.

It was in such an environment that the man in the black helmet, black clothes and black pants, with his hands covered by black gloves, sitting and watching the crowd, looked so suspicious.

——But on his chest he wore a horseshoe-shaped badge with a light gold surface and a turquoise background.

That's a trainer badge.

The police who had come to question him not long ago successfully returned to the crowd in the distance.

While helping to maintain order and being busy all the time, he would frequently take a break to look over here.

It's not so much nervousness as it is a sense of anticipation.

That expectation is the same as those people who are staring at the contestant channel, eager to see the horse girl they are pushing alone appear, and there is a longing in their eyes.

However, the man in the black helmet, who would undoubtedly notice this expectation, just stared at the crowd indifferently.

He watched the crowd for nearly thirteen minutes.

Thirteen minutes later, a plain-looking woman of ordinary stature passed by him, but took a short detour and sat on the bench behind him.

How did you say that?

My monster card is vibrating. There must be another monster card holder nearby.

Reality is often simpler than theory.

Omer, who had tested and confirmed the Quetzalcoatl card before handing it over, was familiar with the fluctuations of the card held by Holhayya.

There is no need to worry about the reason why the other person's light and petite footsteps can cause the floor tiles to tilt slightly, source energy psychology will give him the answer.

Soon he could speak without restraint under the protection of the helmet that trapped the light.

"As long as you regard them as part of your own wealth, they will naturally be considered your own people," the man in the black helmet said something that should be hung on the street lamp in a deep voice, and then changed the subject, "But this is not important. What is important is that the attack on the Far East Cup still allowed them to make money, and now... Aosha... Aosha..."

"Ha, Ultra Killer... the Ultra Killer that those guys are obsessed with, right?" He couldn't help but let out a few chuckles, and his laughter was very relaxed, which also surprised the woman behind him. However, the woman also knew what the point was at the moment, so she just said in a deep voice:

"It's difficult to get the specific project documents. Please give me some more time."

"Compared to the project documents, the composition of the entire organization is also important," the black-helmeted man said, "even more important than the former. Apart from these few lists of personnel changes, can the complete power structure be understood?"

“It depends on how much time I have?”

"If everything goes well today, we have half a month. If not, we have only three days." He looked at the crowd in the distance.

"Three days? What happened?" the woman asked in surprise.

With her usual simulations and estimates, she had never thought of such an urgent idea.

This usually means that you missed something very critical.

Either about the situation or about the parties involved, including Omer himself.

"It's nothing, not a big deal. Especially when you are busy with work, it doesn't have much impact."

Looking at the light screen in front of him that only he could see, the man in the black helmet suddenly changed his tone, put his ten fingers together to make a spire in front of him and pressed down slightly.

"If you think about it carefully, if the Tachyon Tea House and the others perform well, then the three days can be extended to a week."

"Why is it so..."

Three consecutive paragraphs emphasized that it must be a big private matter...Hol Haiya, who was just thinking this, was able to think in two threads to ask how it could be related to them, and the conclusion in his mind instantly terminated the two processes.

She turned her head suddenly, intending to look at the other person, but her gaze quickly turned to the horse racing field in the distance.

"Is it possible? Will they do something to those girls?"

"There will be retribution for being too prominent, and that retribution will be directed either at you or at someone you care about," Omer said indifferently.

"After the Far East Cup, the security intensity will be stronger this time, right?" asked Holhaiya.

If they were really dangerous, then the person in front of him shouldn't be sitting here.

"It will be stronger indeed, but the opponent will definitely consider that they are hard to defend against." Omar said, glancing at the time on the light screen, "So I asked all the girls twice early in the morning to bring their own equipment."

Equipment for racing... The woman who had done research on horse racing girls pondered: "Can the winning suit fight terrorism?"

"Very insightful ideas, and you have a great sense of humor." Omar stood up slowly, but Holhaiya looked at his wrist in surprise.

The Quetzalcoatl card began to tremble, as if facing a dangerous beast.

Obviously, he didn't have this reaction when he was with Omar before, but now...

She also stood up, turned around and looked around, and immediately locked her eyes on the association's special cars in the distance that countless reporters and fans tried to approach but were blocked by guards and isolation barriers.

"Could it be?"

"We've been practicing for so long, it's time to see who's better..."

He opened his mouth, took a step, and left a plain narration.

“In every sense.”