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"Oh!! No!!!"

Hunter's heart was screaming, and his steps were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. When he ran through the winding path and arrived at the small bridge panting, the scene in front of him almost made his heart stop beating.

Gabriel was holding a sharp dagger at this time, and he thrust it into Elizabeth's weak chest without hesitation. Blood gushed out instantly, staining Gabriel's arm and the stone slabs on the bridge red.

Hunter stood there in a daze, his mind blank and his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"Do not!!!"

Hunter finally roared in anger and rushed towards Gabriel, wishing to tear him into pieces. However, he was still a step too late. Elizabeth had fallen to the ground, her lively eyes gradually dimmed, her hands fell weakly, and blood pooled on the bridge.

"You bastard!!!"

Hunter roared, tears mixed with the flames of anger, burning his heart. He waved his fists and attacked Gabriel frantically, but the other side easily dodged his attack, with a sneer on his lips.

"Hunter, you're too late. She's already dead, and you can't save her. I told you that one of them will definitely die tonight, haha~, and you'll die in agony."

Gabriel's voice was cold, as if the killing just now had nothing to do with him.

After saying that, he looked at Gabriel and quickly ran towards the alley.

Hunter stared at Gabriel's back with bloodshot eyes. He couldn't accept this fact. He knelt helplessly in front of Elizabeth's still warm body, tears falling into his palms. He looked at the tears in his palms, as if he saw every bit of their past. He remembered the scenes of their laughter and the good times they spent together, but now they have all become memories.

"Elizabeth, I'm sorry...I couldn't protect you..."

Hunter cried quietly in sorrow, his heart filled with self-blame and pain.

...............

In the temporary base.

"sorry…,"

Through the window, Grace looked at Hunter, who was grief-stricken on the rooftop, with a guilty look on her face, and took the coffee handed to her by Remus: "I'm sorry, I forgot your name..."

"Remus! Peggy…,"

Remus introduced the people here to Grace: "Olivia, this is Margaret."

"What about her?"

Grace looked at the cold body lying on the bed.

"Elizabeth..."

"Are you on good terms? You... and her? She died because of me."

Grace lowered her head.

Remus shook his head: "No, you are alive because of her, that's the truth!"

Listening to Remus's comfort, Grace slowly shook her head: "I don't know what to think..."

Remus nodded: "Maybe I will never figure it out in my lifetime..."

Grace looked up at Remus. "I'm so sorry, if there's anything I can do to help..."

"We were just about to talk to you about this."

Remus nodded. "In about three hours, the White Widow will board the Orient Express to Innsbruck, where the buyer will complete the transaction with her and receive the complete key..."

Thinking that she still had half of the key in her hand, Grace said, "But she doesn't have the complete key..."

"That White Widow doesn't have it, but our version can have it." Peggy walked out of the room holding an instrument.

Grace looked at the instrument and asked curiously, "What is that?"

Hunter walked in from outside: "A chance for you to become someone else."

Grace's eyes widened: "I don't understand what you mean..."

"To be honest with you, Grace, you've caused a lot of trouble. Even if you have more fake passports, it's useless this time. Every country knows who you are."

Margaret said, "The White Widow knows, and the intelligent body knows too. There are only three options before you: go to jail, die, or make a choice."

Looking around at everyone, Grace asked, "What's the choice?"

"At some time in the past, all of us here have experienced similar situations as you, and we have all been faced with this choice. Now, the same choice is given to you." Remus looked at Grace's somewhat solemn expression and smiled faintly.

Grace looked at Hunter: "What choice?"

"Join us," Hunter said slowly, "and become a ghostly being..."

"Etc., etc!"

After listening to Hunter's plan, Grace quickly said, "Are you kidding me?"

Remus said, "Didn't you just say you were willing to do anything for us?"

Grace looked at Hunter in disbelief: "You want to jump off the train with that key?"

Hunter nodded, "Yes!"

Grace confirmed again: "Not us?"

“Yes…”

Seeing Hunter nodding as a matter of course, Grace said in a muffled voice: "Then what should I do?"

"You will be arrested by someone sent by the Intelligence Agency," Hunter said. "It will probably be the agents who chased me at the airport. Soon, someone will come to see you. His name is Diego. Tell him that I sent you there and I gave you that choice, and you chose to accept it."

Grace asked suspiciously, "So you believe this guy named Diego?"

Hunter nodded. "I'm sure he'll appreciate your abilities and make good use of you."

Grace looked at the others and said, "So what next? How can I make a living from this? When can I live my own life again?"

Hunter asked back:
"What life? Seriously, Grace, what life? I've tried your life. We all have."

Peggy agreed, "No one forced us to do this, Grace. We all did it willingly."

"How about this, I'll help you this time." Looking at the few people who seemed to have been brainwashed, Grace shuddered and shook her head subconsciously: "I'll help you get the key, and you find someone to help me clear my name. I just want a new identity and some money to get away."

"Then you're dead," Remus said. "Without this team, you can only last a few years at most, maybe even a few months or even a few hours."

Grace was speechless: "But if I stay, I will be safe and you will protect me, right?"

Remus nodded, "Yes!"

"No..." Hunter shook his head. "I can't guarantee that. None of us can guarantee that. But I swear, your life will always be more important than my own."

Looking at Hunter, tears appeared in Grace's eyes: "You don't understand me..."

Hunter looked at Grace tenderly: “Does it matter?”

After taking care of Grace, Hunter and his men started to get busy. "I've prepared a fixed-point parachute and a paraglider for you. It depends on how you deal with them when the time comes. The communication has also been modified to use a skywave radio,"

Remus placed the equipment on the table. "It's a little less stable than satellite communications, but it's a completely analog signal and won't be interfered with by intelligence."

"understood!"

Hunter put the communicator in his ear and nodded.

"I can only help you so far..."

Listening to Remus' words, Hunter looked up at him in surprise.

Remus picked up a hard drive on the table and said solemnly: "This is the hard drive from the computer I used last night. If there is any trace of the intelligent body code on it, I can find it. But I need to do my best to do this. I have to do it in a place without the Internet to ensure that the intelligent body cannot find me. ... I have to leave temporarily."

Hunter nodded, "I know!"

"Now..., I have to ask you a question, not as a partner, but as a friend."

Remus sat down, looked directly at Hunter, and asked seriously, "What is your goal?"

Hunter said without hesitation: "Get rid of the intelligent body!"

Remus continued, "And will you kill Gabriel?"

After a moment's hesitation, Hunter said, "He knows the purpose of the key. We need him alive. I haven't forgotten that."

"Will you remember this when you look him in the eye? Think about it..."

Remus said:

"Why did you insist on letting the intelligence kill someone you care about? Everyone else is thinking about how to control the intelligence, but you are the only one who wants to get rid of it. Do you think there is a possibility in the future that it sees you win?

Hunter, so it was afraid. It was afraid that you would capture Gabriel alive and force him to tell you the real purpose of the key. I guess there are only two possibilities for the intelligence. The first possibility is that you died on the train, and the second possibility is that you killed Gabriel. Either way, the intelligence wins. "

"Remus..." Hunter looked at Remus's dark face and said, "Your analysis is correct."

Remus nodded. "You must get the key, leave the train as soon as possible, and come back alive. Do not kill Gabriel. Do not, I repeat, do not deviate from our plan."

“Hunter, Hunter…Hunter!!”

Peggy's urgent call came from outside the door, and Hunter hurried out: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's broken..."

Peggy pointed at the burnt instrument and said in panic, "I just made the White Widow mask, and when I was making it for you, it short-circuited..."

Hunter's heart tightened: "Is there any way to fix it?"

"It's completely broken this time,"

Peggy shook her head and said helplessly: "Maybe I can fix it in a week, but there is only an hour before departure."

Watching this scene, Remus said, “Hunter, you have to bite the bullet.”

Peggy objected: "How can this be possible? Everyone on the platform is looking for Grace and Hunter. This mask is like his ticket."

"What do you mean?" Grace's heart skipped a beat when she saw that something had gone wrong again.

"Grace has to go it alone."

After pondering for a moment, Hunter gritted his teeth.

"What does she get?!"

"What do I have to give?!!"

Peggy and Grace looked at Hunter in unison.

"Help me think of a way to get me in the car."

Hunter waved his hands: "I can just jump on the train when it slows down around the bend."

"and many more!!"

Grace looked at Hunter in disbelief: "You don't want me to go alone, do you?"

Hunter nodded. "No, you won't be alone. You just need to follow the plan and try to get the White Widow's key. Then we will use this key to verify it. But the key alone is useless. We must meet with the buyer and get the real purpose of the key from him."

"What the fucK!"

Grace wanted to curse: "How?"

Hunter gritted his teeth and said, "There will always be a way."

Grace was speechless: "Then I need more details."

Hunter said, "Knowing too much usually only gets in the way. You can do it, Grace. Get the key and wait for me. I'll come find you."

"........."

Grace felt like a thousand horses were galloping in her heart at this moment.

Remus checked his watch and reminded, "Hunter, if Grace wants to get on that train, she must wear a mask and leave as soon as possible."

Grace gritted her teeth and stared at Hunter: “Promise me that you will get in the car!”

"I will, no matter what happens!!"

...............

In the Austrian Alps, there is a legendary railway line that is like a silver-white ribbon, tightly wrapped around the mountains.

The Orient Express, whose full name is the Austro-Hungarian Royal Railway Orient Express, can be traced back to 1872. At that time, in order to meet the needs of European nobles and wealthy businessmen to go to Stockbruck, the Imperial Royal Railway Company opened this route. More than a hundred years have passed, and although the Austro-Hungarian Empire has become history, the Orient Express still runs on this beautiful land, becoming a unique landscape in the Alps.

The Orient Express runs all year round, whether it is hot summer or cold winter, it will arrive as scheduled, carrying tourists from all over the world, traveling through the mountains of the Alps.

In summer, the Alps are green, and the Orient Express is like a giant dragon, winding through the green valleys, leading tourists to appreciate the beautiful countryside of Austria. In winter, the Alps are covered with snow, and the Orient Express is like a silver dragon, leaving a series of clear footprints on the snow, leading tourists into a fairy-tale world.

The Orient Express is not only a train, but also a legend. It was once a symbol of European nobility, representing identity and status. It is said that on the Orient Express, you can meet nobles, wealthy businessmen, artists and even some mysterious spies from various countries. They exchange ideas, share stories and create legends.

The Orient Express itself seems like a time machine. The interior of the train carriage is elegantly decorated and full of retro atmosphere.

The red velvet seats, brass wall lamps, and exquisite wood carvings all make people feel as if they are in an ancient palace. Here, you can sit leisurely in the carriage, drink a cup of coffee, taste a piece of exquisite cake, appreciate the beautiful scenery outside the window, and feel the flow of time.

There was only one woman sitting in the empty restaurant.

Holding a cup of coffee, Alona was watching the scenery outside the window whizzing past her eyes when a man with a mustache walked in from the restaurant entrance and sat down opposite Alona:

"We have spies at the airport, train station, and dock. Grace won't be able to escape from Venice without telling us."

(End of this chapter)