The night is already deep.

Towering buildings are scattered in the silent night, and dots of light fill the dark road.

And in the gap between the tall buildings, there stood a small building that was incompatible with the quiet and depressing surroundings.

Bright lights are arranged on the edge of the white wall outside the courtyard of the small building. At the end of the wall, there is a small hidden door.

Outside the small door is a dark and deserted alley, and directly opposite the small door is a flower bed that has dried up, leaving only dead soil. I don't know how long it has been abandoned.

squeak——

The closed door was slowly opened, and a burly man walked out of the door. Then he glanced around to make sure there was no one around, and then he took a step forward and moved out of the way.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man wearing a straight formal suit and a rather deep face walked out of the small door.

He leaned in front of the door, took out a cigarette from his pocket, held it in his mouth, and slowly lit it.

As the hazy smoke rose, the man's deep face relaxed slightly. He stared at the abandoned flower stand in front of him and suddenly asked, "Has that flower stand been abandoned for several years?"

"Abandoned in your second year in office."

The burly man standing next to him replied slowly.

After hearing this answer, the middle-aged man was silent for a moment. He raised his head and looked at the tall buildings around him, "I remember when I first came here, there were not so many buildings here. Now, even if there are no lights during the day, there are basically no buildings.

Nothing can be seen above."

"These are the newly renovated factories of QJT Group."

The burly man said slowly.

The middle-aged man took a puff of cigarette and fell into silence again.

The silent night wind blew through the worn and worn ground of the alley.

The middle-aged man's eyes fell on the abandoned flower stand again, and then his eyes narrowed slightly.

In the gap between the flower beds, there seems to be a lens that is slightly reflecting the dull light.

He took the cigarette out of his mouth, walked a few steps across the flower stand, and looked at the reflective items on the inside of the flower stand.

It was a pair of round-framed glasses leaning against the edge of the flower stand. The glasses were very delicate and had obvious signs of long-term wear.

It folds very well and seems to have been placed there on purpose.

And underneath the glasses, there was a leaflet.

"mayor?"

Seeing these glasses, the burly man was stunned. He turned to look at the middle-aged man.

"It's okay, not many people know that I like to smoke at the back door of the Mayor's Palace,"

The middle-aged man was very calm. He reached out and picked up the glasses and looked at the mottled and peeling paint on them. "It seems that an old friend has been here."

His eyes were deep, as if he was recalling something.

Then he put away the glasses and picked up the leaflet that was pressed by the glasses.

This is a promotional flyer for a bar, with gorgeous lights and hot-bodied girls.

This flyer comes from the Yuqianshu Bar in Nancheng. The flyer is about the drink discount event every Wednesday, which is from 7pm to 2am.

The middle-aged man turned over the flyer.

On the back of the flyer, there are still some hot photos of girls printed, and above the images of these girls, there is a line of words written in red handwriting.

[When a ship capsizes, neither the captain nor his treasure can survive.]

This is an old federal proverb.

Seeing this line of words, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, then he turned the leaflet over and took another look at the content on the front of the leaflet.

At this time, the burly man next to him glanced at the flyer in the middle-aged man's hand. He seemed to have noticed something, and asked with some confusion, "Sir, is this?"

"An invitation from an old friend."

The middle-aged man answered casually, and then asked softly, "Tomorrow is Wednesday?"

"Yes," the burly man nodded, "Today is to be exact, it's already past midnight, sir."

"Tomorrow... do you have any plans for tonight?"

The middle-aged man continued to ask.

"There will be a charity ball at six o'clock in the evening. It is a charity organization affiliated with the Kjet Group."

The burly man replied.

"He said I was feeling a little unwell, so he pushed me and asked the secretary to bring a check for 10,000 yuan to show his sincerity."

The middle-aged man glanced at the flyer in his hand again, folded it up and gave instructions.

"OK."

The burly man responded.

There was an eerie silence between the two of them again.

The middle-aged man raised his head and stared at the end of the alley, the deepest part of the night.

There, there seemed to be a familiar figure, watching him quietly.

——

Si Enji's tired eyes lifted from the glass cabinets of the drug store.

The early morning light passed through the gaps between the buildings, and scattered a little on the road, and also on the small windows near the road. The bright sunlight mixed with large shadows hit the bodies of women and men.

In front of his field of vision, the projection on the wall of the drugstore was playing the morning news.

At the moment, the news is introducing the news of the "mercenaries returning home" of the Kjet Mercenary Group.

It was reported on the news that as the holidays continue, more and more members of the mercenary group choose to enter the city of St. John for a ‘vacation’.

The city government issued a special announcement telling citizens not to panic when they see mercenaries gathering on the road. They are just entering the city and returning home normally.

In order to prevent large-scale mercenaries from suddenly appearing on the streets, the city government also discussed with the Kejet Group to allow mercenaries from the Kejet Mercenary Group to enter the city in batches.

According to expert speculation, the day after tomorrow will be the day with the largest number of mercenaries in the city, and more than 70% of the mercenary group members will be stranded in the city.

"The day after tomorrow...we still have less than three days..."

Beside him, Yin Xiya was also standing in the middle of the pharmacy, staring at the projection TV. She sighed, "Can we succeed in such a short time?"

"We can only follow the original plan step by step."

Si Enji also sighed.

Hearing this, Yin Xiya just nodded slightly.

She knew what the 'original plan' Si Enji was talking about. After Si Enji came back last night, he had told her in detail all the arrangements made by 'Mr. Sito'.

She also understood what kind of enemies she was about to face and how difficult this road would be.

But she knew very well that she had no choice.

It is not possible to avoid death by surrendering, let alone that it is impossible for them to surrender.

After thinking about this, her body swayed and she almost fell.

She has been in a stressful and high-pressure environment during this period, coupled with the thrilling escape last night and staying up late for more than one night last night.

Even for a D-class transcendent, her body could no longer bear it. At this moment, she lost consciousness for a moment, and a severe dizziness hit her brain.

But there was a small hand from behind that gently supported her.

She turned her head and looked down at Jia Qian, who was standing behind her.

She was stunned for a moment.

At dawn, Jia Qian woke up once, then sat on a stool nearby, closed her eyes, and seemed to fall asleep again.

But the stool Jia Qian was sitting on was on the other side of the room.

Yin Xiya suddenly discovered that, as a D-level transcendent with an ability that favors observation and analysis, she was completely unaware of Jia Qian's coming movements just now.

She had no idea when Jia Qian appeared behind her.

This is a child less than ten years old.

"It seems I should take a break."

She paused, shook her head, and gently held Jia Qian's little hand.

I just assumed that I was too tired, so I didn't notice Jia Qian's movements.

She turned back and looked at Si Enji, "So Mr...."

"I don't know either."

Si Enji shook his head, "Let's do what he arranged first."

"Um."
To be continued...