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Chapter 509

Words:3550Update:22/06/27 14:06:12

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The mayor's mansion was the main stronghold of the Li family's God's Will Army.

Irin followed Li Erpang and his wife to the mayor's mansion, escorted by a group of God's Will Army soldiers.

On the way, Irin asked about what happened in Haiting City.

Li Erpang was surprised.

Fat Lord hasn't even asked you what happened in the capital, and you're already asking about it?

You're so rude!

But Fatty Li didn't refuse. From his first-person perspective, he recounted what he had experienced from beginning to end.

Pudong District Police Station.

Irin and Ou Lele came here.

They didn't delay at all.

Irin had just broken in with Li Changge and Old Pan last night, so she was familiar with the place.

"By the way, Uncle Zhao said you came to Haiting City a long time ago. Did you find anything?"

Ou Lele asked casually as he crouched in a corner of the Pudong District Police Station, rummaging around for something.

Irin thought for a moment and told him about the identity of the Death Apostle.

"So, it's Li Changge …" Ou Lele curled his lips and didn't show much surprise when he heard Li Changge's name. He didn't seem to be a fan of Li Changge. "That's pretty unlucky."

"Haha, it's pretty unlucky."

"Sister Li … She's not bad, but she's far away in the capital. Except for the death list, she can't find anything in the database that's been cut off from the Internet. It's not a secret. Oh! Got it! "

Ou Lele finally found a relatively secret spare port for maintenance in the corner, and his eyes lit up.

Irin smiled.

In the entire Chidragon, the only person who dared to look down on Molly in terms of hacking skills was probably this little brat in front of him.

The maintenance port was locked by a complicated password. Irin didn't move, and Ou Lele put his hand on the password lock keyboard.

A few seconds later, a nine-digit password was entered on the password lock interface.

Click.

It opened.

After Ou Lele easily opened the password lock, he saw that Irin's expression was calm, as if she was not surprised or surprised at all. He felt a little unhappy.

But he didn't show it. He thought for a while and then said, "I heard that you have a good relationship with Sister Li? Don't worry, I, Ou Lele, have no interest in old women. "

Old woman …

When Yi Lin heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Although Ou Lele's age seemed to be the truth.

But if these words were to reach Molly's ears, Ou Lele would probably be beaten half to death.

— — -he was beaten half to death by Mo Ren Di.

Irin did not bother to explain too much about this matter.

The more he explained, the worse it would get.

Business was more important.

After opening the port box, there was a large and complicated circuit inside.

Irin had a headache just looking at the complicated lines.

After Ou Lele stared at it for a while, he stretched out his hand and began to fiddle with the box.

"Sure enough, there are specialists in every field."

Irin sighed silently.

After Ou Lele figured out the complicated circuits, he slowly extended his finger and pressed on one of the ports.

Pa pa pa — —

Ou Lele's finger faintly flashed with electricity. He closed his eyes as if he was looking at something.

Irin saw this and did not disturb him.

Ou Lele seemed to have begun to use his special skills.

Suddenly.

Ou Lele's eyes widened.

His whole body shook.

"Something happened!"

Irin: "?"

"It, it's falling!"

Ou Lele did not say anything else, picked up his bag and turned to leave.

Irin saw that Ou Lele's tone and expression did not seem to be joking, so he followed behind Ou Lele.

"Something fell down."

"The C13 air train fell from the route!"

"When?"

"Just now!"

Irin suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Other than that, what else did you 'see'?"

In a hurry, Ou Lele did not notice that Irin's wording was a bit wrong.

He ran a few steps, panting slightly, trying to describe the scene he 'saw' with short words.

"On the C13 air train, there was a man holding a black box, more than a meter long and 15 centimeters wide. Then the C13 air train shook and fell from the sky."

A man?

A box?

Although Irin's first reaction was that this incident might not be related to Zhang Huichun, in order to solve the case, he could not let go of any 'abnormalities'. Thinking of this, time was of the essence, so Irin did not ask more and said directly, "Location!"

Ou Lele: "?"

"I mean the place where the C13 air train fell!"

"Oh … It's not far from here, in the Pudong District's Zishan Road Financial District!"

Whoosh — —

Irin directly activated [Run Fast] and distanced himself from Ou Lele in a few steps.

— — Let's go first.

Ou Lele was so angry that he shouted behind Irin, "Hey, damn, wait for me!"



Of course, Irin did not wait.

In his impression, Ou Lele was the same as him, belonging to the rare spiritual path.

Strength and agility … It was hard to explain.

Of course, although Irin was also a spiritual path apostle, after a few enhancements, Irin's agility attribute had inexplicably increased to 4.4 under the bonus of a high clearance rating.

It was even slightly higher than the agility attribute of many newbie agility apostles.

With the support of [Run Fast], Irin quickly left Ou Lele, who was panting, behind by a few streets.

"Zishan Road Financial District …"

Irin opened the map as he ran.

He checked the location of the Financial District.

It was a little troublesome.

Haiting City was an international metropolis with a population of nearly 30 million people.

This air train falling into a densely populated and bustling commercial district would undoubtedly cause a huge panic.

And it was still daytime.

Was it an apostle?

According to the apostles' style of doing things, in order to not be disturbed in their normal lives, apostles would rarely display "abnormal" powers in public.

This sudden incident, was it an accident?

Or was there an apostle involved?

It was not hard to guess that after the anonymous hot post appeared on the forum, many apostles would take the risk and come to Haiting City even if they knew it was a trap or a rumor.

After all, it was an extremely precious "spiritual weapon" without an owner.

Many low-level apostles did not even know about the existence of spiritual weapons.

While thinking, Irin turned the corner and could already faintly hear screams and panicked footsteps not far away.

The densely packed crowd was frantically scattering in all directions.

And in the distance, a black smoke accompanied by flames rose into the sky.

Irin had already activated [Shadow Following Body].

He shuttled through the crowd.

Although there were surveillance cameras in this area.

But Irin's [Shadow Following Body] did not show any abnormalities under the surveillance cameras.

Irin stepped into the Financial District.

A long black scratch, still emitting heat, extended from Irin's feet to the end of the crashed train.

Preliminary analysis showed that after the C13 train crashed, it fell from the sky onto the Financial District. It even slid on the ground for close to a hundred meters before finally stopping when it hit the top of a building.

Irin did not make any sound.

He used his fastest speed to approach the train … wreckage.

The train wreckage had already become the center of the heat wave. The closer Irin got, the higher the temperature, accompanied by the hot wind, blew on his face.

Humans were creatures that sought advantages and avoided disadvantages.

Except for "special personnel" like Irin, other people who were not affected by the explosion had already fled the Financial District in a panic.

Of course —

There would also be people who could not help but watch the show, take photos, and upload them to BBS.

But now was not the time.

The accident had just happened, so it was naturally more important to stay alive.

Once their lives were saved and the fire was extinguished, there would soon be people who would return to the scene of the crime to increase their presence, so that they could boast more in their circle of friends.

Let's not talk about the gossip for now.

Irin silently took out Blood Jasmine.

Thick smoke billowed around.

Even if there were surveillance cameras around, Irin did not panic.

After all, this was Ou Lele's role.

Most of the time, with Ou Lele around, it was much more convenient to do things.

Irin could already faintly hear the sound of police sirens ringing crazily from all directions.

Fortunately, Ou Lele discovered it in time, so Irin became the first person to arrive at the scene.

It saved him a lot of trouble dealing with the ordinary police.

Suddenly.

Irin's pupils shrank slightly.

In the midst of the raging fire, a cold long-haired figure stood proudly.

It was a woman?

Zhang Huichun?

But didn't Ou Lele say it was a man?

A man carrying a black suitcase?

Or was it that Ou Lele was inexperienced and could not differentiate between a man and a woman in a hurry?

But at this moment, Irin did not have time to analyze the accuracy of Ou Lele's information.

With his experience, Irin could confirm that 100 meters away, the person standing near the train wreckage with the raging fire and black smoke as the background was definitely a woman.

— Without a doubt.

It was a woman with long black hair that reached her waist, and there was a long knife hanging on her waist!

Long knife?

Irin's face was expressionless.

He remembered how the previous owner of the Mother Spirit died.

That knife cleanly pierced through the heart.

"Hehe."

The woman's back was facing Irin.

In the light of the fire, she did not notice Irin's presence.

A decrease of 100% of his presence was not just a number.

Irin silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

— Moistening his throat.

This was preparation for Plan B.

He held the [Ordinary Banana Skin] in his arms.

— Plan C.

As he approached the woman, Irin's mind subconsciously came up with one plan after another.

He took a few more steps.

Irin took out another card.

It was the [Low Temperature Bomb] that he obtained after killing "Mr. Freeze" in Gotham City, but he did not use it in the end.

— Plan D.

Unknowingly, Irin found that he had more and more options, and more and more trump cards.

This was quite a headache.

While Irin was silently making hundreds of millions of plans, he had silently arrived behind the woman.

The Blood Jasmine in his hand was slowly raised.

Because of the uniqueness of the Star Steel, even if the surrounding fire was raging, the Blood Jasmine did not reflect any strange light.

In an instant.

Irin suddenly felt that it was strange.

Could the person in front of him really be Zhang Huichun?

This forced reality mission that involved a large number of apostles was actually so simple?

Irin glanced at the snow-white neck that was faintly showing the flesh.

His thoughts were like lightning.

The Blood Jasmine was almost touching the snow-white skin.

Was it really that simple?

Maybe he was lucky?

Irin smiled.

But suddenly.

Thinking of the word "luck", Irin's hand movements stopped.

Wait.

This figure.

He seemed to have seen it somewhere before.

It was somewhat familiar.

Although in just a few short breaths, Irin's mind turned a lot of thoughts.

But from the moment Irin raised the knife until now, only a few short seconds had passed.

A spiritual-type apostle's thinking speed was far faster than ordinary people.

The black-haired woman raised her head.

Suddenly.

From Qingcheng to Haiting City by "Earth Net", it only took a short 34 minutes.

As early as a few days ago, Irin had used the "Mystic Group" channel to remove Pan Zhengyi's ID from the Feng City Mental Asylum. So now, Pan Zhengyi's ID could also be used to buy tickets and shop online as normal.

By the way, when Zhao Yulong learned that Pan Zhengyi was also an "apostle", even with his knowledge, he could not help but click his tongue in wonder.

From the metal surface of the train wreckage in front of him, there was a figure silently standing behind him.

— Holding the knife.

Li Kai said again, "However, now that our city is in trouble, I hope that brother Irin can help a little. As a spiritual-type apostle, you should be able to solve this problem easily."

Irin muttered in a low voice that Li Kai could not hear. Then, a kind smile appeared on his face again.

"What a coincidence. Our Apocalypse also has a 'small' matter that we want Mayor Li to help with."

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