Steel steam and flame

"I hope so too." Cassia said with a frightened look, "Why would the organization send me here for such a dangerous mission? Could it be that you made a mistake when investigating the news?" Combined with Tri Weikang's words, Cassia became more and more worried Believing the situation is the worst option - not only Trivicon is on this mission, but Adolf also doesn't know about it. The task itself is that the organization encounters an emergency, and there happens to be no available candidates in this area. It happens that I am a new person who joins. Regardless of whether I have met the requirements for completing the task, I take it and reluctantly carry it out. I delay it as much as possible. time.

But there are still some uncertainties. As long as there is a slight possibility, Cassia wants to find out whether Adolf is responsible for this mission. The man's expression was not lying. If the changes in his expression were all performed, Cassia would praise him from the bottom of his heart for his perfect performance.

"You're going to run away midway, right?" Seeing Cassia's expression, Motley said half-jokingly, half-seriously, but did not answer the question, "It's normal. As long as you know something about the three giant countries, a small truck Sir, your reaction is normal. Not being afraid is abnormal. Although I have never been to any of the three giant countries, I still have some understanding of the surgeons in the three countries. Especially A team that can be called an elite. A few months ago, there was actually a team that came to pick us up."

Speaking of this like a memory or a yearning, Motley let out a long sigh and looked at Cassia: "After that team picked us up, we walked together for less than half an hour before we were overtaken by the enemy. A few months have passed, and we agreed to contact us immediately when the battle is over... It has been so long that I almost forgot that they would contact us."

"I'm not trying to scare you, Mr. Van. They are much stronger than you, but..."

The last words were not continued. Motley closed his mouth tightly, lowered his head and ate the warm food quietly without saying a word. Cassia kept every word of the man in front of him in his head. He always felt that at some point, these scattered information would be used.

As for why, it was probably the "knight attendant" in the man's words. Now that I have begun to have extreme doubts about this mission, and there are familiar words speaking from the man's mouth, in the end everyone is in the same area. Cassia believes that if she has the energy to continue investigating in the future, she might find a thread to connect them all.

Eating food with Mr. "Railway" in front of me. When there were only a few bites left on the plate, Cassia wiped her mouth and asked in a tentative tone: "Mr. Railway Line, I have something to ask. Is it okay?"

After hearing this, Motley quickly finished the last few bites of food and drank the remaining juice. After everything in his mouth entered his stomach, he stared at Cassia: "Why do you ask this question? Just remember one thing, when you leave early tomorrow morning, swing your feet as fast as possible."

"No, no." Cassia denied Motley's words, "Mr. Railway Line, I don't mean what you think. I mean, if there is no specific reason, people from the empire will not think of coming. Rounding up the people of the organization, right? It's just a force established by arms dealers in the dark world who gathered together to form an alliance. Even if there is something they want, I think it will only be linked to weapons and money. They will hunt you, Mr. Railway Line, for sure Something. If it's money, information, etc., and some means are used in the middle, it should be able to delay more time, but I don't necessarily know."

Seeing the other party's stagnant eyes, Cassia pretended to apologize for saying the wrong thing: "I'm just looking for some feasible solutions from my perspective. I will leave tomorrow morning. But I won't use my feet. I would take a limo or a train because they are much faster than my feet and have better durability."

Motley smiled, and his eyes regained their luster: "It seems that Mr. Van, you are a very humorous person."

After smacking his mouth, Motley poured himself another glass of juice: "Mr. Van, what if the other party wants my life? In other words, there are some things whose value is far more important than life, so how should I choose? "

"Last point, from your words, I roughly know that you must be a new recruit. Because I am also very strange. All the personnel of the organization in this area have obviously been evacuated. Why did Mr. Van suddenly appear? Come on. You still know too little about the organization. The power established by the alliance of arms dealers in the dark world? In the eyes of the organization, they are actually nothing, at least according to the arms dealers in small countries. You are probably still under the influence. I won’t tell you any more during the inspection phase. But don’t worry, your departure from the mission tomorrow morning will not have any impact on your evaluation. After all, we are the elite team of the empire. Even if you have responsibilities, you will never fall behind. On your head."

After looking at the time, Motley went to the counter to pay. Cassia took the time to finish the last few bites of food and left the restaurant with Motley.

"Mr. Pickup Truck, please ask your men to start buying train tickets and long-distance vehicle tickets one after another. The time will be concentrated in the early hours of tonight and the whole day of tomorrow. The actions do not need to be so precise, as long as no traces are left. Just be too deliberate. The rest is just wandering around the streets with nothing to do. I have been here for three hours and I have only visited three major streets." Motley looked relaxed, "I want to walk more tonight A few, and eat more. That was my seventh meal just now, not counting other random purchases on the street. After all, whether it is a hotel or a hotel, there is a risk of being investigated and recorded. Like this I've been walking around the streets, and when the time comes, I'll knock someone out, drag him to an alley, put on some clothes, and make my clothes match each time of the day. In fact, it's quite comfortable, and it's also the most complete way to do it. "

Cassia looked like she had learned something: "I will notify them immediately to do these things." After speaking, Motley touched his trouser pocket and took out a stack of ID tags, "These are for you, they are all regular ID tags. , if that’s not enough, there are a few more in the small bag I threw in the trash can in the small park here, and you can walk over and pick them up now.”

"That's enough. We are somewhat prepared here." Cassia waved her hand and when she took out the communicator, there was a vibration on it. He looked at the man beside him, and saw that the man was also taking out a flashing communicator at this moment.

Motley nodded to Cassia, "Let's answer our respective communications first, don't miss this time."

As Motley walked about ten meters away, Cassia also connected at this moment.

"Sorriatu, where are you?!" Teli Weikang's voice came out.