It is now a relatively old model, the limousine is not big, and there should be some traces of time on the appearance. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info This is the result of Jerbo's judgment by searching for the Limousine Activation Code card in the clothes in the room. It was his hobby to identify the limousines produced by various manufacturers in the empire.

Based on these clues, as well as the simple model drawings that Jerpo had drawn before leaving the hotel, Doych soon found the car belonging to Yu Lian among the many steam locomotives.

"It's exactly what Jerpo said. Doich inserted the code card into the card slot on the side of the door, pulled the door slightly, and unsurprisingly opened it, and couldn't help but say something like this.

Throwing the man on his shoulder into the back seat, there was no suitable rope around him, and Doych also saved the need for tying. In his heart, he felt that the potions in the bag he had in his waist were more useful than those ropes.

Sitting in the driver's seat, fastening his seatbelt, and inserting the passcard into the starter card slot, Doych didn't rush to press the start button, only let go of the main steam valve. Taking out a portable communication device from his trouser pocket, he pressed the button for signal receiving, and the indicator light representing the communication application lit up, and there was a continuous electronic noise, and then there was a silent wait for the next ten seconds.

While waiting, Doe Hepburn wanted to do something, whether it was a drink or a cigarette, and he had been driving for a long time. Yu Lian's car, he is an old smoker, and the interior of the limousine is not spacious, and any item is stained with the smell of tobacco. This made Doihy, who usually smokes secretly, feel a little itchy in his heart.

But there was nothing around, and now he could only cast his eyes outside into the silent garage to pass the time of waiting. The lamps were lit up in a neat row, and the light passed through the air, as if it had been cut by something on the way, and became weaker and weaker. The darkness is now in the shape of a block, staggered from the position of the light fixtures in the wide garage.

During this time, he pressed the start button unhurriedly, and the low "boom" sound of the limousine sounded in the garage. Holding the steering wheel, skillfully steering the limousine out of the parking space, and slowly following the road under the lights to the exit of the underground garage. On the right side of the road, which is not too wide, is a row of large, evenly spaced support columns.

The communication equipment that had been placed aside rang at this moment, but the electronic noise did not disappear from his impression, as if there was some smell of abnormal signal interference. When I thought that this was an underground garage, I didn't pay attention to this situation again.

"Doikh, what's going on over there?" On the other side of the communicator was Jerpo, who could hear the "whirring" wind coming from there, and they were still on their way to the hotel, "We're still a little far away, and we should be there in a few minutes." It is not yet known what the situation is like there. ”

"It's a big situation, otherwise I wouldn't have taken the initiative to contact you. Doih retracted his glance and said, "As expected, the main members have returned, but only one person, and there is no shadow of the saint. It was a man who came over, he was strong, and Anna was killed by him, so remember to inform the processing team in the Oria region later, and let them go and recover the body. ”

"Anna is dead?" I could hear that it was Sevina's voice next to her, and there was no shock in it, just some doubts, and no sympathy or pity. "Well deserved. Finally, he gave such a comment to end.

Both sides did not speak for a moment.

"I'm preparing to go over now, and I'll join you soon. I caught that man, and he is still unconscious, so I brought him to you to deal with. Doich broke the silence on both sides, the steam valves were kept to a minimum, the limousine was moving slowly, the lights were shining ahead, and the exit was just outside the next corner.

"Yes, we 、、、 now"

It may be the influence of the geographical location of the underground garage, and Jerpo's words have obviously not been finished, and he suddenly paused at this moment. It was as if the world stood still, and the space around Doich was a dead thing that didn't make any sound, except for the shreak of limousine running. Not even the interfering electronic noise that should have existed. This should have been alarming, but the sound didn't stop for long, just over a second. But Doikh, caught up in what happened next, didn't think much of it at all.

Then there was a sudden exclamation from inside the communication equipment, the sound was very loud, and after the conversion of radio signals, there was obvious distortion, and it also contained two sounds, electronic noise and "whirring" wind sound.

"Look 、、、 right!" After a brief pause, the three short words came out of the communication device. It seems that Jerbo on the other side has used all his strength to roar. And whether it really came from Jerbo's throat is also a matter to be determined. But for Doikh, it's not something he should think about now, or he can think about right now.

The suddenness, like a huge wave hitting his head and face, made Doih's heart skip a beat. He was completely unprepared, and his heart was already a little relaxed, but after those three words were transmitted to his ears and converted into electrical signals and sent to his brain, he put his thoughts into his body's actions before him.

The eyeballs in the sockets first began to look to the right, and then the whole head began to deflect to the right under the control of the muscles in the neck. But the scene there was the same as Doih, who had already relied on the speed of his extreme thinking, to think, there was nothing but a piece of air.

But it can't be said that there is nothing. The glass window on the passenger seat on the right side of the limousine was not rolled down, and the simple light reflected on it. Doihy's eyes reflected not only his own vague appearance, but also the unclear appearance of another person.

The man was holding a gun, and it didn't matter what model it was. As long as it is a gun and there is a bullet in it, whether it is platinum or ordinary, if it hits, it will definitely kill itself. It's a definite thing. Needless to say, the muzzle of the gun must be aimed at his head now.

Doych's thoughts reflected a lot of information at this moment, and his body jerked forward, his head and neck jerking up to the roof of the car as if they were about to break away from his body.

The muzzle flame ignited in the garage at the same time. Waiting on the sidelines, Taranto, who was hiding behind the supporting pillar, fired without the slightest hesitation, aiming at the head of the man sitting in the driver's seat, and fired ten rounds in the magazine in one go. Bullet fragments splattered the inside of the limousine, sparks from the car, and the glass next to the driver's seat was completely shattered in a short period of time.

The fury of the rough pistol for a moment finally went out at this point, and returned to the cold silence of steel. In the entire space, only the faint sound of bullets still snapping and echoing in the underground garage like a wave. (To be continued.) )