I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

Yukiko came to Serabel's side and looked at the silver-haired murderer who was motionless on the ground and his pupils began to expand.

"It was Sharon...ah no, it was Chris who killed him, right...eh?"

As if she suddenly realized something, the older girl was stunned for a moment.

Then, regardless of the rancid smell coming from the corpse because it had not been bathed for a long time, she took a closer look at it carefully, and then let out a harsh gasp.

"what happened?"

Serabel asked as she was keenly aware of her abnormality.

Yuki Zitan opened her mouth slightly and pointed at the silver-haired murderer who had fallen to the ground and lost the breath of life.

"Well, Sera-kun, you just said that Chris killed him and pretended to be him, right?"

"Ah."

"I just saw this person on the way here. Although I just glanced at him from a distance, I am sure that he looks exactly like this person."

"……Um?"

A golden question mark appeared on Serabel's head.

Yukiko said firmly: "In this case, the person I saw must be Chris herself!"

In theory, this is indeed true...

Looking at each other, Serabel uttered two words.

"where?"

"Follow me, we shouldn't have gone far yet!"

Without any hesitation, Yukiko stood up and walked towards the door first.

Serabel followed closely behind.

The two left the factory one after another. Since this area has been completely abandoned, there will no longer be a water and electricity bureau to provide water and power here. All the street lights are extinguished, and the only illumination is the starlight shining in the night sky above.

Yukiko led the way very quickly. Serabel thought that she had already entered a state of retirement after so many years of absence, but she did not expect that her physical fitness was still online.

At this walking speed, it is at least faster than 70.00% of the current students who have their necks bent due to studies.

"So Yukiko-sister, you not only witnessed the direction in which the other party left, but you also managed to avoid being discovered by the other party?"

"Of course, who do you think I am, sister?"

Wandering through the steel maze of abandoned factories, the empty space and the blowing evening breeze made the sound of the conversation between the two less obvious.

Yukiko proudly raised her thumb and pointed at herself: "Sister, I have acted in a spy movie before, so I know some of the action elements that a spy should know~"

"You teach this when making a movie?" Sera Bell found it a bit strange.

Logically speaking, for movies and TV series, wouldn't it be enough to just invite a few popular celebrities, put on a certain theme, and then start falling in love in the same way?

Even if it is a spy movie, it only needs to add some sadomasochism due to different positions, and then continue to fall in love.

"Of course you have to learn this." Yukiko gave him a puzzled look, "Have you seen the video of Keanu Reeves, the male protagonist in John Wick, practicing his marksmanship? We used to practice like this when filming. You can only start shooting after you have practiced. You can't shoot with a spear like a fire stick, right?"

"Right."

Serabel secretly added in her mind.

Well, the older generation is dedicated to filming.

Then in the next second, a slender hand came over and pinched his face.

"Don't secretly say that your sister is old!"

"..."

Can you hear this too?

After walking like this for about three or four minutes, Yukiko, who was leading the way, stopped and began to look around.

"What's wrong?" Serabel asked.

"Hmm~"

Yukiko hesitated a little.

"I just saw her walking here, but now she seems to be going somewhere else."

Emmm~

Okay, this is normal.

Serabel had already missed him once before, plus the time it took until Yukiko found him, as well as the few minutes on the way here, 10 minutes had passed. No matter where the other party went, it would not be strange. .

Fortunately, the layout of this abandoned industrial park is quite horizontal and vertical. Each factory building is almost arranged in a "field" shape. There is a road between each factory. The entire road runs from front to back, and you can see the end at a glance.

But even so, it is not easy to accurately find a person among so many factories.

Serabel was a little unsure now.

After pondering for a moment, he was about to say that he should look nearby first, but as he spoke, he suddenly caught sight of something moving on a factory building not far away.

Ok?

Suddenly alert, Serabel immediately turned to look.

It was outside a factory building on the southwest side of their two o'clock direction, and I saw a familiar figure walking up the external stairs at a leisurely pace.

Still dressed like a scavenger, with pale and messy hair.

Although the appearance is unclear due to the angle, there is no doubt that it is the silver-haired murderer who was killed by Chris Wynyard and pretended to be his replacement.

This discovery was purely coincidental, and the other party did not notice the situation here. He continued to walk upstairs with his back to the two of them, and he would reach the corner of the stairs in less than two steps.

Should we keep up, or should we observe first?

At this moment, a pleasant smell enveloped him from the side. Yukiko stretched her neck over the boy's shoulder, almost face to face, narrowed her eyes and muttered.

"...she seems to be holding something in her hand?"

"Have it?"

Serabel also narrowed her eyes when she heard this.

Sure enough, I saw Chris, who was pretending to be a silver-haired murderer, walking up the stairs, holding a black object in her hand like a mobile phone. While walking, her jaw seemed to move slightly, as if Talking.

Despite the cover of night, Serabel could still roughly distinguish the name of the black object from the vaguely discernible outline.

"That's the walkie-talkie."

"Uh, walkie-talkie?" Yukiko hesitated, "That means..."

"That means her accomplices may be arriving soon, or may have already arrived, but no matter which point it is, it will become very dangerous if we continue to stay where we are."

Realizing this, Serabel automatically crossed out the option of observation in her mind.

"Let's go, keep up."

The horizontal distance between the two sides is not that far.

When Serabel and Yukiko came downstairs, the silver-haired murderer disguised as Chris above had just entered the fourth floor of the factory.

Carefully walking up the stairs, the two of them took every step very cautiously. From the first floor to the second floor, and from the second floor to the third floor, they looked around almost every step to make sure that no one else was around. Then continue to move forward.

The higher you go, the wider your field of vision becomes, but on the other hand, outside the factory without any obstructions, their moving figures are as obvious as a brown bear in the ice and snow.

Arriving on the fourth floor, Serabel's footsteps became lighter and lighter.

Looking out from the stairwell, the entrance to the fourth floor is more like a hole in the wall than an entrance. There is no door or door frame. Even the wall where the door frame is supposed to be embedded is full of potholes. I feel trapped. It was as if a hammer from a construction site had hit it hard.

As for the room behind the door, there was rubble everywhere, mixed with sawdust and lime.

There is a string of footprints extending inward on the lime all over the ground.

It looks like he's heading in...

Serabel and Yukiko looked at each other, got up and walked towards the door.

However, the third second after they entered the door, there was a sudden voice on the stairs outside the building they had just passed behind.

"It's really hard for you to follow us all the way to a place like this."?

Chapter 99 Gin and Jiu have to call you big brother.

At the same time, on the top floor of another factory about 300 meters away from Serabel and others, a burst of deliberately suppressed footsteps echoed in the lightless space.

This is indeed a very well-trained team, you can tell just by listening to the footsteps.

From the stairs to the walkway to the designated location, everyone moves together throughout the entire process, as close as if they share a brain.

Soon, as the footsteps came to the corridor window, the leader was the first to stop.

As soon as he stopped, the others behind him also stopped immediately.

The clear and bright moonlight shone in from the broken workshop window, and it was vaguely visible that he was a burly adult man with a European and American appearance. Under his lean body, a pair of blue eyes emitted a faint green light in the dark like a wolf. He was dressed in a black suit. They are nearly invisible in the dark environment, but the bulging silhouette around their waists still proves that this is not just an ordinary civilian expedition team.

A cool breeze carrying the smell of rust blew in from the window. The man cautiously glanced out the window, then immediately withdrew his gaze and gestured behind him.

The other people in the same group immediately understood and squatted on the spot and entered the standby state.

Some pulled out their firearms to conduct a final status check, while others took out tablets from their bags to confirm their position with radar.

"300 meters north, Group A is in place."

The man leading the group pulled out the radio from his chest and spoke.

Soon, several responses came from the intercom.

"300 meters east, Group B is in place."

"300 meters west, Group C is in place."

"300 meters south, Group D is in place."

After confirming that the response content was correct, the team leader turned to look at the team member holding the tablet behind him.

"Has Sister Belmod's position moved?"

"No, Sister Belmode has been standing still and hasn't moved since 2 minutes ago."

"understood."

After a brief hum, the team leader picked up the walkie-talkie again and spoke into it.

"Each team is on standby, always paying attention to the movement of the coordinates. Once Sister Belmod makes any movement, report immediately and follow up."

"Yes!"*3

Putting down the walkie-talkie to cut off the call, the leader gestured behind him again.

One of them, who had finished checking the equipment, immediately stood up and came to his side. He took over his position and stuck his head out from the window to look out.

The team leader took advantage of this opportunity to check his equipment to ensure that nothing would be lost during the firefight.

At this moment, one of the remaining people who was resting suddenly asked, and the voice sounded like he was quite young.

"This operation actually sent so many of us out together, and just to kill one person, it seems his name is Akai...Shenji?"

"It's Akai Shuichi."

Someone on the side immediately corrected him.

The young organization members disapproved: "Oh, then it's Shuichi Akai, but is it really necessary to have so many of us come together to solve one person?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a low sneer all around.

The team leader also glanced at him: "That's the ace in the FBI, what do you think? What's more, he even got a code name that only core members can have when he was an undercover agent in the organization, just like me."

"Eh? Doesn't that mean that as long as I can kill that Akai Shuichi, I will have a codename in the future?"

"Oh, if you can really do it, don't mention your code name. From now on, that guy Gin will have to call you big brother."

The leader made a little humor, which caused another round of laughter in the group.

This young member of the organization who promised to kill the FBI ace was obviously a very optimistic guy, and he still kept talking even after being laughed at twice by his teammates.