The Mystery:The Witch and the Scourge

"The basement is empty, but there are some traces of life left. It looks like a group of people left just now."

After the battle just now, the relationship between the members of MI9 and the "Punisher" team became much more harmonious. They searched the entire villa as quickly as possible and finally came to the same conclusion.

"It seems that we are indeed late." Mr. Strange Major confirmed his previous guess and said in deep thought:

"But as soon as we got the exact information, we immediately launched an operation. Even if someone wanted to leak the secret, the other party would never have time to transfer all the hostages in such a short period of time. Why did they leave so fast?"

The injured and comatose "Punisher" players have been properly placed by their teammates. The burly captain's eyes seemed to have a storm gathering, but his thoughts were not affected. He analyzed:

"Could it be that the other party was aware of our investigation a long time ago, so they quickly moved the location and left the trap to delay us?"

The unfamiliar major immediately took over: "In other words, these people have not gone far?"

"Chase!" The burly captain clenched his fists and said fiercely.

Now that a consensus had been reached, the two parties did not delay and assigned two "Punishers" members to carry the injured back to the church, while all the other members filed out and dispersed.

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This "drama" scene completely fell into the eyes of Louise and Haussmann.

After everyone left, Louise turned to look at Osman beside her and tried to say something, but was blocked by the latter's gesture.

After about five or six minutes, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the villa again. It turned out that the "Punisher" and some members of MI9 had left and returned. After checking again, they found that there was no change, and then completely

left.

Haha, there is no way for one of our own people to defeat their own people... Louise sighed in her heart, and then discovered that Osman waved his hand to lift the invisibility state that enveloped the two of them.

"Psychological invisibility?" she guessed curiously.

"Yes." Osman gave an affirmative answer, showed a confident smile, and then said:

"How about it? Is this show exciting?"

Louise moved lightly, her eyes swept over the traces of the battle left behind, and whispered:

"Luring the enemy deep, setting up traps, taking the initiative to lend a helping hand to create a bitter plot...the plan was well planned and completed in one go. The actors were very professional and the drama was very good."

"But..." She turned around and changed her subject: "Aren't you worried about the 'Punishers' catching up with Barron? They are just ordinary people, and they will definitely leave traces during the evacuation process."

"Of course the matter will not end here." Osman said leisurely: "But the clues that the 'Punisher' can find will only be the traces deliberately left by Barron and others, and they will only follow the

Follow the clues that have been planned until you find that you have been teased."

A very clever plan, especially effective against the "Storm Old Pigeons"... Louise commented briefly:

"Perhaps by then, we no longer need to continue population transfer activities."

Then, she curiously asked: "But I still have a question, what does this scene have to do with me?"

Osman smiled and replied: "This is the sincerity of cooperation."

Then, he waved his hand again and applied "psychological invisibility" again, covering the two figures and disappearing from the sight of outsiders.

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Someone came again, and it was someone who was no stranger to Louise.

Wearing a hood, with a strange and beautiful face, it is impossible to distinguish between male and female. The flesh and blood seeps into the hall through the wall and is reassembled into a human form. It is the wanted envoy of the "Aurora Society", Mr. A.

Why did Mr. A appear here... Louise could not hide her inner surprise. She turned to look at Osman and found that the latter looked calm, as if he was not worried about being discovered by the "well-matched shepherd" in front of her.

It seems that the magical items he possesses from the "spectator" path are of a higher level than he thought... Louise quickly came to a conclusion, then regained her composure, and looked at Mr. A in the hall with a slightly focused gaze.

This divine envoy was obviously looking for something. After a short period of observation, he seemed to have found nothing, so he stood quietly on the spot, as if waiting for someone.

"It seems that Mr. A did not appear here without purpose... Of course, as a wanted target, he is unlikely to be too arrogant. So, what could be the thing that attracted him here?"

Louise kept guessing: "Could it be Osman? After all, he seems to be not surprised by Mr. A's arrival... But what is his purpose of doing this?"

Time passed by minute by second, and the three people stood in the same place in one light and two darkness. The atmosphere seemed a bit strange under the cover of night.

Suddenly, Mr. A turned his head suddenly, looked to the right, and made a fist with his right hand, as if squeezing the air. The air did make an illusory sound similar to breaking glass, and the world in front of him became fragmented.

That is, the dream was broken.

"'Nightmare'? 'Nighthawk'!" Mr. A's tone changed from doubt to certainty, but his expression was not panicked.

Before he finished speaking, a whole team of "Nighthawks" broke in from outside the villa, divided into four directions: front, rear, left and right, and completely surrounded Mr. A.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a stern face and a black windbreaker that exuded a peaceful atmosphere with an aura of death.

Coincidentally, Louise was also familiar with this man, because he was the "Nighthawk" team that went to No. 59 Egram Street to investigate after the assassination of Beckron.

Of course, Louise also noticed the "psychic" Miss Daly who was preparing to face Mr. A.

"Why are you here?" Mr. A asked calmly and calmly.

"Ask your master this question." The middle-aged captain of the Nighthawks said in a deep voice: "Do it!"

As a senior "Nighthawk", he knew very well how powerful a real "Shepherd" would be, but he did not have enough time to get the news and did not prepare a more powerful sealed object, so he did not intend to leave it to the other party at all.

Opportunities to display abilities and attempt to seize the initiative on the scene with the most direct and decisive attack.

As his words fell, the two "Nighthawks" members opposite opened the curtain they were holding in their hands, revealing a square mirror that was a quarter of a person's height.

The weather in Backlund was as usual, and the already pale moonlight became even dimmer under the reflection of this mirror, making the entire hall extremely dark.

It was not an ordinary darkness, but deep and cold, as if entering an illusory space where reality and the spiritual world interact.