The copper bell in the clock tower rang eleven times, and the streets were already deserted. The off-duty clerks and the vendors closing their stalls had returned to their homes before eight o'clock. By now, many of them had also

After sleeping, the dark houses beside the road are the best evidence. Along the way, you can only see a few houses with lights on occasionally. The owner of the house must not have an easy job.

Working with them throughout the night were our city hall clerks and their executive director, Mr. Halabrofa.

Normally, I would express my appreciation and support for their diligence, because I also like to be a hard-working person, but I am not happy tonight, because the city hall is our goal.

I touched the pistol in my pocket. The cold touch helped me think. The problem is that no matter how many employees there are in the city hall, our mission must continue. There is no turning back when the bow is fired. Now I just hope that it will not be used tonight.

Get this pistol.

We climbed up to a four-story building next to the city hall and observed the situation with the telescope Brin had obtained.

Unfortunately, life is often like this. The more you hate something, the more it will happen. The entire city hall is brightly lit, and through the telescope, you can clearly see the hard-working staff on each floor. After a cursory look, I found out

There were at least thirty security guards. The shotguns and rifles on their chests were too conspicuous. Counting those I didn't see, there were at least fifteen security guards on each floor.

With more than fifteen security guards and more than a hundred staff, I felt that only crazy people would continue to carry out the mission. I decided to persuade Brin: "Brin, there are too many people," I adjusted my use

words, in order to express his point of view tactfully, "Our exposure is too high, which is a very negative factor for the mission."

Brin sighed, "I know." His tone was bitter and his face was gloomy, "But we have no way back. It doesn't make any difference if we break in and are beaten to death by security, or if the mission fails and the client silences us."

I still didn't give up, "But how do you know you succeeded..."

"I don't know," Brin interrupted me, "but we have no choice," he took a deep breath, "the client submitted the task anonymously, directly to the door of our guild, instead of the general task delivery method.

Do you know what this means?"

I nodded bitterly, "Yes. This means they know who we are and where we are, and the initiative is in their hands."

"That's right." Brin patted my shoulder, with an expression on his face that wanted to smile but couldn't. In the end, he could only give me a smile that was uglier than crying, "Let's try to complete the task now.

This way we can still hope that the other party will keep their word."

He paused for a moment, took a deep breath as if he was making preparations, and then said as if he had made up his mind: "But if we do nothing, we will definitely die."

I stopped talking and tried my best to memorize the location and patrol route of each guard. Sometimes, remembering just a little more may allow you to escape. This is what Trazhuo told me.

"Finally make some preparations, confirm the equipment in five minutes, and carry out the mission in ten minutes." Brin's voice came over. I stopped thinking about unnecessary things and began to continue observing the structure and personnel distribution of the city hall.

Thanks to the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the city hall, I can see almost everything on the first floor. Fortunately, the staff of the city hall seem to have a heavy workload, which ensures that they stay in their seats most of the time.

Even when they leave their seats, they always go to the toilet. In other words, their behavior is predictable.

The next step is to confirm that the position of the administrative director is still not difficult. He just sits in his office on the third floor, working seriously and hard like the staff below.

Five minutes passed quickly. I finally confirmed all the information and tried my best to remember it in my heart. Thanks to Terrazo's training, my memory is pretty good, so it was not difficult.

"Let's confirm the equipment." Brin put on the mask he had prepared in advance. Each of us had one in order to prevent others from discovering our true identity. Of course, if we die, there will be no issue of exposure.

I put on the mask, and Brin's voice came to my ears again.

"pistol?"

"Confirmed." Rose and I replied at the same time.

"Hook and rope?"

"confirm."

…

It took about four minutes for us and Brin to check all the equipment on our bodies. It is very necessary to make sure that you have brought everything. This can make you feel at ease.

"The last thing before departure," Brin raised his left hand, revealing the watch on his wrist, "Adjust the time. It's 11:09 pm Brinto time. Calibrate it."

"Roger that." Rose and I simultaneously adjusted our watches to 11:09.

The operation started at 11:10 pm Brinto time.

Taking advantage of the cover of darkness, we descended from the four-story building and walked through the shadows between the buildings to the back of the city hall, which has the fewest windows and can hang hooks and ropes.

The three of us looked at each other, and then threw the rope up together. To be honest, climbing up a three-story building is not that difficult, so we easily hung the hook rope on the guardrail of the rooftop.

Even I was a success.

We looked at each other, and Brin made a gesture, meaning he would go first, and I responded with a "follow closely" gesture. The theoretical training in the guild was not in vain.

Bryn pulled the rope and started to climb up, while I pulled my own rope to climb up just as late as an adult. Rose followed us and was responsible for observing the ground conditions.

Maybe God didn't want us to act today, but something went wrong before we even sneaked into the city hall. When I was about to climb to the roof, I heard a surprised low voice from above: "Who!?" followed closely.

It was several tiny gunshots in succession. It was subtle, but you could still hear it clearly if you were close.

I was a little worried, fearing that the gunshot would be heard by other people downstairs, so I sped up my movements and climbed up in three steps and two steps at a time. In front of me was a dead body, with his left and right ribs and the center of his forehead

After being shot once each, the blood had gathered into a small pool under his body, Brin's masterpiece.

"Come and help me dispose of the body, Sarah." Brin lowered his voice and said to me, "I didn't expect they had rooftop guards."

I nodded, climbed over the fence, and helped Bryn lift the body. Rose also climbed up at this time. I must have been shocked by the sight in front of her, because I saw her mouth opening involuntarily, and immediately

He was about to scream, but he quickly covered his mouth as if he remembered something.

"What's going on?" She walked up to us and asked in a low voice.

"The guard on the rooftop," Brin answered briefly. Then he felt that it seemed a bit too concise, so he added: "When I climbed up, I bumped into him. He was one meter away from me. I had no time to subdue him, so I had to take out his weapon."

Shot dead."

Rose's face was a little pale, but she still nodded, "You did the right thing." She said with some reluctance. I guess she was thinking of the guard's family.

Hiding the body and cleaning up the blood stains took longer than we expected. By the time we finished disposing of the body, it was already past 11:20. This meant that we had to speed up, and no one was sure.

Is Mr. Luofa still there at twelve o'clock? According to the rules observed before, he leaves the city hall on time at twelve o'clock every day.

In other words, if we don't confirm as soon as possible that the data storage room can be opened without a key, we will have failed after twelve o'clock.

After we hid the body, we touched the skylight closest to us from the shadows. Brin took out his lockpicking tool and unlocked the skylight three times.

"Good job, Brynn." Rose whistled, and we took out the hook rope and slowly slid down from the skylight.

Things have gone smoothly so far. If you don't count the body of the guard, there is no one in the corridor, and the third floor is not an office area. I took out the map backed up by pencil from my pocket and quickly confirmed the location of the data storage room.

The data storage room is a very large room that occupies one-third of the entire third floor. Countless government data are stored in this room. I looked at the door and my heart skipped a beat: This door

The lock is unlike any style I've seen before.

"Brin, can you do it?" I looked at Blin with some worry. He didn't reply. He took out the lockpicking tool nervously. I stopped talking so as not to disturb him.

But things will not always go as expected. Five minutes passed. I saw Brin put down the lockpicking tools. He sighed with some frustration and said: "I have never seen this kind of lock. The lockpicking tools can't handle it. Guys, execute the substitution."

plan."

Rose and I nodded. Let’s stop talking nonsense. Time is very tight. One more word means that the target has one more possibility to leave. Fortunately, there are basically no rooms on the third floor. Except for the storage room, it is the supervisor’s office, and the other rooms have been cancelled.

The mayor's office has been moved to the inner ring area.

Unfortunately, there was a leak and it rained all night, so Mr. Brofa did not stay in his office. The dedicated supervisor must have gone down to inspect the work.

"Damn it," Brin slammed his palm, "the door is locked, we don't have time!" He paused, and then said in a vicious tone that I had never heard before: "We have to find

He will do whatever it takes."

So we simply divided the work. I searched on the second floor, and Bryn and Rose went to the first floor.

There are a lot of guards on the second floor, but it's not too much of a problem for me as I can easily hide in the shadows unless I bump into them.

I sometimes suspect that I have spent all my life's bad luck and good luck on this day. I easily searched the entire floor without being discovered by the guards. They didn't even notice anything unusual. Goddess of luck must be looking after me; but

There was no sign of the target in every office. I was a little scared. I didn't know if he had left the building or was on the first floor, but how could it be? It was less than half an hour since I marked him. I felt a little regretful and also

Some worries: If the mission fails, what should everyone in the guild do, and what should I do?

In the midst of my random thoughts, I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. My nerves tensed up instantly, and I subconsciously reached for the pistol in my pocket.

"Don't be nervous, it's me." It was Brin's voice, and my tense nerves suddenly relaxed. "It scared me to death, Brin." I turned around and said angrily.

But I immediately saw what was in Brin's hand. It was a square card. "Key?" I asked tentatively.

Bryn nodded, "Rose caught him, but she didn't kill him cruelly. She couldn't do it."

"Will there be trouble?"

"No," Rose said herself, "I tied him up tightly and he will be fine."

"I hope so." I nodded and said nothing more, just thinking in my heart silently.

The next thing became smooth sailing, at least for the time being. I quickly found the material the client asked for, which was the financial statements of various departments of the city hall. Brin took out a pen and paper and started to copy, while Rose and I were responsible for guarding the gate.

But something went wrong, and suddenly there was a shrill beep throughout the city hall, followed by the sound I least expected to hear.

"I am Hala Brofa. At least two thieves have sneaked into the city hall and stolen the key card of the data storage room. When I broadcast this announcement, the Alpha team on the first floor has already arrived or is about to arrive at the storage room.

door, so this is a broadcast directed at thieves. I advise you to give up resistance and come out of the storeroom immediately and surrender, otherwise the security forces will storm you."

"Damn it, Rose, didn't you say he was tied up tightly?" I was stunned by the situation in front of me, and yelled at Rose a little rudely.

"Being tightly tied does not mean being tightly hidden." It was Brin who spoke. He had a sad look on his face after coming out tonight, but now those worries and worries have disappeared, and he has become calm and relaxed.

Humans are such creatures. Once they know that they are desperate, they can see more clearly than ever before.

He turned to me and smiled: "We must execute the final plan, Sarah. I will complete the copy of the data," he said while telling me, "You are a child, it is easier to escape.
To be continued...