God Emperor’s Angel of Death

While Sorge was thinking, the boy looked at him curiously.

"Are you in trouble?"

The boy asked excitedly.

"There is no..."

Sorge muttered, opened the data board again, and pressed the delete button.

"Can you drive?"

He looked towards the boy.

"Can I?"

Ike jumped up excitedly, and Sorge waved his hand gently to dispel the other's enthusiasm.

"Go to the parking lot and find me a car, a black high level sedan. Tell them I asked you to pick up the car. You take this and drive to the back."

Sorge handed him a card, and the boy ran away.

He stood there silently, stood for a while, and took two deep breaths.

The reason why Ike was asked to pick up the car was because he knew that the bastard Diango must have sent someone to stare at the car he came from, but they didn’t know that he still had a second Cars.

Ike will not draw their attention.

Two minutes later, the brake sounded and Sorge turned and ran towards the back of the alley.

A black high level sedan has been parked, and the rear door is open. Inside sits one of Sorge’s bodyguards, "Iron Bear" Dag Moody, a former Catachan sergeant. The army was annihilated in World War I, and he was the only one who survived, but he stayed in the planet refugee camp for a long time because of his injuries, and eventually ended up living here as a mercenary.

As for how he became Sorge's bodyguard, that is another story.

"Go."

Getting into the car, Sorge ordered to leave immediately.

The black car immediately began to drive along the Roaming Great Dao under the street lights, and moved smoothly in the sparse traffic, changing lanes from time to time.

The drivers of other cars seem to be more willing to give way to this car that is not good at coming.

In the passenger area protected by bulletproof glass, Sorge sitting in a leather seat leaned forward and said to the boy:

"Don’t drive too fast, I don’t want to attract people. Pay attention, try to keep a low profile, and no matter how you drive this car, it won’t help you break any speed record."

"Understand, Boss."

By his side Dag poured two glasses of wine and drank his own glass.

The boy in the driving position smiled and let go of the gear, so that the speed was reduced a little, and also a little bit.

Sorge ignored the wine the bodyguard poured him, opened the data board, and looked at the city map.

"Turn left at the next intersection, and then drive along the tunnel to Brass Square."

"But in this case...then we will drive to Lenggang District "

"You just follow the order."

Then Sorge leaned on the chair and began to think about the next action. He still remembered clearly that from Nathan Before leaving on the 4th, Soshian had a conversation with himself.

"You only need to collect as much information as possible about the red pirates’ movements. As for whether it’s important or not, it’s up to you to judge by yourself. I know this is a very dangerous job, so I won’t force you when I sent information, but I hope you can understand that your work is of great significance to us and Imperium."

In the bright hall, Soshian in a robe gave himself a Talisman Stone.

"This is what your master prepared for you. Once there is a major danger, it can save your life, but it can only be used once. You must consider it."

Accepted Talisman Stone, Sorge is convinced that this is the work of his master.

Then it means that Iskander Kayan, the former Imperium traitor, the main character of Black Legion, has once again betrayed his power.

Thinking of this, Sorge not only smiled bitterly, he didn't know that his master was really unlucky, but he was naturally rebellious.

"Also, when establishing an intelligence network, you can also run your own business. As I said, I will give you freedom. Just don't do too much."

The Imperium Chapter spoke for a long time, paused for a moment, and seemed to be considering words.

"You may be able to establish a secret trade (smuggling) route. If you need a business ronin license, I will find a way. Chapter is developing at a high speed and requires a lot of resources, and there are There are many things that are not easy to deal with publicly, do you... understand what I mean?"

"I understand."

Although Sorge said so at the time, you must It is not so easy to change from a spy to a "white glove".

Thinking of this, Sorge not only sighed lightly, but temporarily put aside his complicated thoughts, and began to close his eyes and calm his mind.

About forty minutes later, they arrived at their destination.

Sorge asked Ike to park at the corner of the ghost shadow avenue, and walked into the cold night by himself.

"You stay here."

He said to the boy seriously:

"Don't cause any trouble."

Then he turned to the bodyguard who was about to follow him.

"I will go alone."

"Have you brought a weapon?"

When the bodyguard opened his mouth, Sorge

Realizing that he didn't bring it, he shook his head.

Dag then took a Catachan dagger from his waist and handed it to Sorge.

"Just in case."

Sorge nodded expressed his gratitude and left.

In Santiago, the cold port area reminds people that there are profound class differences even in "free" places like this.

The core of the city is the Governor’s Mansion and the Exchange. The periphery is surrounded by the downtown area and wealthy residential areas. There are security forces, guards, heating, and protection in the city, just like a security An easy microcosm.

There, people enjoy rights that most Imperium citizens do not have.

But outside this place, there are large areas isolated from this.

There are fragments of collapsed and decaying urban areas, dilapidated buildings and unlit houses that have been abandoned for millennia, as well as unattended streets, and crimes breed that the guards can’t control. Here, their jurisdiction is only the urban area.

In a sense, this is even just a biped zoo, a barbaric area surrounding civilization, which also reminds Sorge to a certain extent of Imperium itself-at the core of fertility Outside of the zone, there is a terrifying reality that is unknown or people do not want to know.

It was raining and sleet, the air was cold and humid

, he walked onto the sidewalk full of garbage.

No.514 ghost shadow street is a dark and scary old building, but there are lights on the upper floor of the sixth layer.

Sorge walked in with his body low. The hall smelled of damp carpets and mold. There were no lights in the hall, but he found it with the help of hundreds of candles lit in various bottles. Up the stairs.

There was a lot of smoke in the yellow light, and when he walked to the third floor, music sounded. At first it sounds like some kind of dance music.

Then the old record made a ka ka sound, straightening up and pulling like a ghost singing.

I'm on the sixth floor of the top floor. Plaster fragments are scattered on the worn carpet. In the shadow, the rodents make zhizhi noises.

The music sounded louder, and the sound of music came from the turntable in the room he was about to walk into.

The door is ajar, and the purple light is much brighter than the candlelight downstairs.

Sorge

He walked into the room with the handle of the knife in his hand.

There is nothing in the room, whether on the floor or on the peeling walls. The phonograph is placed on a pile of old books, making soft music.

There is a light in the corner, which is moving towards the room, emitting a purple light like a ghost.

"Anyone?"

Suddenly,

One silhouette walked out of the bathroom next to him.

"Signal?"

"The remaining fire will be extinguished, and the shadow of the king will not be seen."

Sorge said that he had set up with Patricia many years ago The code.

After that, the silhouette seemed to relax a little, and then an old man in ragged clothes in dirty civilian clothes walked into the room.

He is short and very small, and he has a pistol of an unfamiliar model.

As soon as Sorge raised his eyebrows, it turned out to be the old bastard.

"Why are you dressed like this?"

The old man walked to the phonograph and played another record. This is a cheerful old song with a burst of orchestral music as a prelude. The lyrics are full of promise and regret.

"Do you think everyone can be like you, able to sit on a big warm sofa and give pointers to the country."

"Ha, you said I seem to be a playboy ."

Sorge put away the knife.

"Let's talk about it, why did you find me all of a sudden."

The old man looked at him.

"You know, someone has spent a lot of effort setting up an intelligence network to monitor the big vortex."

"Yes."

"I am A member of the net, although I don’t know who you serve, but I guess our position may be the same."

"The point is."

"The point is, recently We discovered a frightening fact that the big vortex is surging with a fierce force, my friend."

Sorge felt a little impatient, he didn't come to listen to the truth.

"Then who should I pay attention to? I am not a Magistrate. How does the big vortex have anything to do with me..."

"Two nights ago, one of my contacts The man intercepted a signal sent from the Star Language Hall of the Governor's Mansion. This signal was originally sent to the headquarters of the Red Pirate Second Squadron."

Sorge blinked in surprise.

The old man took out a small crystal from his coat pocket. The crystal reflected the purple light.

"Data is stored in this crystal. We sacrificed the lives of two Astral Whisperers before intercepting the information and storing it in, giving it to the host you served, and telling them that Huron and Abaddon hooked up, let them be careful."