Alien paradise

At 11:22 p.m., the lights in the black steel building finally went out completely.

Three luxuriously decorated carriages stopped in front of the building.

At this moment, the entire city has fallen asleep, and there are only a few homeless people on the roadside still searching for daily necessities in the garbage. Dim yellow kerosene street lamps are scattered on both sides of the street to allow vehicles to pass at night. In an era without electricity, whether you were working or having fun after dark, you had to pay more than during the day.

In other words, only the four major companies in Brilliant Castle will be busy at this time.

In the building opposite, Xue Quan and Dan En were observing the enemy's every move with binoculars.

"The get off work time of these people has obviously been delayed today. Is it because of the news that Boss Lesheng is missing?" Xue Quan observed while writing in his notebook, "And the emblem hanging on the carriage that left before should belong to Shi Nei. It's from the K.W. Shipping Company, right?"

"Yes, you read that right. The person who walked out of the building at that time was Jerry Weir, the third son of the Weir family." Dann nodded, "Albovich's schedule has always been very regular. This time it was postponed. It must be delayed because of something important."

"With power in hand, but not greed for pleasure, this person must have a greater desire." Xue Quan seemed to be thinking to himself, "The harvest of this operation should not disappoint Paradise."

They are indeed the most pious people, Dan En thought to himself. These people put the Lord of Paradise first in their thoughts at all times.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he brought the telescope closer, "He's here! Look, that person... is Albovich!"

I saw three people slowly walking out of the building. The leader was wearing a black short-sleeved leather jacket with a short gun on his waist. There was an obvious scar on his left cheek. He was none other than the leader of Black Steel Security, Abvich. There is absolutely no smell of businessman in him, and there is a violent aura in his eyes. Just by looking at his appearance, you can tell that he is a dangerous person.

The other two were also like the core employees of Black Steel Company, but they did not appear on the list of leaders provided by Dann.

The three of them quickly got on the carriage and drove towards the east of the city.

"Do we need to catch up?" Dane asked.

"No, our mission is to keep an eye on the Black Steel Building and ensure that there won't be any accidents here. As for the news of Abwei's departure, they will receive it."

"How to do it?"

"Harness the power of the gods."

"I understand." Dan En suddenly realized. The last time Judy was able to escape danger, it was a warning to you with the help of the divine power of the Lord of Paradise. It seems that this remote communication ability is also common among core believers.

But what Xue Quan actually did was simpler.

He gave some of his points to Zhang Zhiyuan. This +1 reminder came in an instant no matter how far away it was. For the latter, it was a signal that Abvich had already set off.

What he really said in his heart was something else.

"Please tell Mr. Chao that he can take action."

…

Chaoyang naturally didn't need to tell him.

For players, the detective Mr. Chao, who mingle with the locals, and the host who always appears in the field of vision wearing a mask are two distinct existences. Of course, they also know in their hearts that Mr. Chao is one of the official representatives of the park, and in a sense, he talks better than the host.

For example, Xue Quan is used to talking to Chaoyang alone after meetings to discuss his thoughts.

Not that these ideas aren’t convenient to share with others.

But he has fully considered the subtle distance between the park and the players, and does not intend to change this status quo because of his actions.

This approach is quite in line with Chaoyang's wishes.

The other party's suggestion was also very straightforward, that is, he thought there might be a lot of good things hidden in the Black Steel Building, such as some confidential information. Once Abvich dies, this building will definitely be sealed. It will be difficult to get in by then, so it is better to take advantage of this night to fish in troubled waters. Even if there are any traces left, it will be a major reshuffle in the Black Steel Company. The middle was washed cleanly.

I have to say, this proposal is really attractive.

As a security company, to put it bluntly, they are thugs who do dirty work. Heigang has been operating in Brilliant Castle for so many years and must have done a lot of shameful things. As for who initiated these things, and who doesn't want to get their hands dirty, it's exciting to think about it. And it is indeed more appropriate to leave this matter to Mr. Detective... After all, he is an official. He does not need to say hello when he changes his body. Just coordinate internally.

After waiting for Chaoyang for ten minutes, Chaoyang quietly appeared at the door of the Black Steel Building - of course, in the image of Aibovich.

Since I have only seen photos, the clone is inevitably a bit rough, but fortunately it is late at night and the light from the street lights is very dim. It is still difficult for ordinary people to find his flaws without looking carefully.

He patted his black leather jacket and strode towards the entrance.

The two guards who stayed behind quickly recognized their boss, and their sleepy expressions suddenly became energetic. "Boss, why are you back?"

Chaoyang nodded his chin towards the door, looking impatient.

The guard immediately shut up and quickly took out his keychain to open the door for his boss.

When the door opened, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the bunch of keys, which made the guard tremble. He obviously didn't know what the boss wanted.

But Chaoyang soon let go of his hand.

He ignored the two of them and walked directly to the top floor of the building.

Even though the company has closed down, there are still people stationed in the building, especially at the crossings on the second and third floors, where mercenaries with muskets are on duty. The mercenaries were greatly surprised when they saw "Abvich" leaving and coming back. However, except for standing up and saluting, they didn't even ask a question, which seemed to be quite well-trained.

After all, it is normal for the boss to forget something when he leaves and turn back temporarily.

Chaoyang followed the corridor to the end of the third floor, where a thick fir door blocked his way, but the mercenary on duty at the door immediately took out the key and bent down to open the wooden door for him.

It turns out that there is no need to open the door by himself... He couldn't help but cursed in his heart. He grabbed the doorman's key chain before and planned to use his willpower to copy it, and then try to see if he could open the key to the boss's office, but he didn't expect it. The pomp was more thoughtful than he thought.

After the cedar door was closed, the inside and outside of the room seemed to be separated into two worlds. This office was not only spacious and luxurious, but also extremely quiet. He doubted that a party here would not disturb the people in the corridor.

The only light source in the house is not an oil lamp, but the high-grade pyroxene he has seen before - this is undoubtedly the best choice for rich people. Although the light is very weak, it will not go out and there is no need to worry about the risk of fire. Chaoyang quickly found the ignition stick with this glimmer of light, and after lighting up several other oil lamps, the room finally became brighter.

He sniffed and could smell the distinct smell of smoke in the air. The ashtray on the coffee table contained many cigarette butts, one of which was still emitting light green smoke.

That's right, Abvich must be the third son of the shipping company whom he met here before.

As for what interesting things he can find in this house, it all depends on his ability.

Chaoyang switched to Lingxi Vision and watched the transparent aperture rapidly expand, covering the entire room. For a moment, everything in the office was reduced to blurred outlines.