Inside the restroom on the third floor of the club.
Soren stood in front of the mirror straightening his rabbit mask. The faucet was running water to hide the noise coming from outside the corridor.
The vent passage was dirty.
He had just drilled in to scout it once and now his clothes were covered in dust. Fortunately, Soren had prepared for this and had prepared a new set of clothes inside the restroom in advance.
Thinking about the scene he had just seen when he hid in the vent, Soren felt more and more that something was not quite right in his heart.
Sheng Cheng had a problem.
What happened?
Mist quickly replied from the opposite side of the optical brain.
Soren turned off the faucet and quickly typed: [The target, Sheldor, is talking to Sheng Cheng at the dead end of the surveillance. Although I didn't hear what they said, Sheldor's attitude towards Sheng Cheng was very respectful, not like he was treating an ordinary member.]
[Got it.]
The optical brain screen paused for a long time before Mist sent a message. The order was short and sharp: [Look for an opportunity to arrest Sheng Cheng.]
A single line of text appeared in his eyes.
Soren put away the optical brain, made a slight adjustment, and walked out of the restroom.
On the way, he encountered three enthusiasts who were heatedly discussing astronomical galaxies, shouting and arguing as they walked. Soren slightly sidestepped, giving way to these people, and then walked to the dead end where he had just bumped into Sheng Cheng and Sheldor.
It was empty.
Soren was not surprised and took the elevator down to the first floor. Now, the time was still early, and Sheng Cheng should not yet leave the club.
To be on the safe side, he needed to stay on the first floor, wait for Sheng Cheng to leave, and then arrest him without arousing suspicion.
It didn't matter if Sheng Cheng already left the club, Mist would also have a solution.
Soren got out of the elevator unhurriedly.
The first floor was still in chaos.
Men and women with only a few pieces of fabric on their bodies were dancing on the stage, which was very eye-catching. A lot of people were cheering at the bottom. Soren mixed into the crowd, clapping and whistling from time to time as if he was immersed in such a visual feast, but in fact, his attention was always focused on the movement of the elevator.
Nearly midnight, the thin and frail civilian officer Sheng Cheng finally walked out of the elevator alone.
His facial muscles were relaxed and his expression did not have any abnormalities, no different from any other ordinary officer who ran to the club to relax after work.
Soren waited for the other party to leave the club for a minute or so. After observing his surroundings without a trace and determining that there was no one secretly protecting Sheng Cheng, he naturally detached himself from the crowd.
Soren's target was clear: Sheng Cheng who was heading to the parking lot.
At that time, Sheng Cheng had not yet realized anything was wrong.
The club's parking lot required a bit of a walk, with a section of the road being a dead end for surveillance. When he passed by the forest next to it, Sheng Cheng couldn't help but speed up his steps as he cursed at Sheldor in his heart, while thinking about going back to work overtime.
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If only he could make the other party drink his blood directly, would it still be necessary to go through all this trouble?
Just as Sheng Cheng was slandering in his heart and was about to walk into the surveillance range, a stone suddenly shot over.
Sheng Cheng's peripheral vision only managed to catch a glimpse of the silver-like shadow. Before he could react, the optical screen on his wrist was shattered. With a crackling sound, it flashed and then went black, dead.
A small pebble was firmly embedded in the optical screen, it was obvious that this thing couldn't have been accidentally thrown by some kid.
Sheng Cheng subconsciously felt horrified and pulled out his legs to run.
But before he could make a move, a scythe was stuck in the ground, blocking his way. The sharp edge of the blade was just a few millimeters away from the top of his foot. If he had just run a few more steps forward, the place where this scythe was stuck would have sunk into his body without hesitation.
F*ck, what the hell was going on?
Sheng Cheng's legs went weak as he looked at the familiar scythe in front of him, and a person's name surfaced in his mind.
......Soren.
Why did Qin Qi's adjutant appear here? And also suddenly targeting himself?
âHe shouldn't have been exposed ah.
This was the same thing that the system that was shrinking aside wanted to ask. How on earth did Soren find out that Sheng Cheng was an undercover agent?
It wiped its glasses and put them back on, looking blankly at the scene in front of it, not forgetting to tell Ya Xiao of the progress.
[Soren stopped Sheng Cheng right now!]
Sheng Cheng's face paled, and countless possibilities flashed through his mind in an instant. Before he could come to a conclusion, a cold male voice suddenly entered his ears:
"Don't try to escape, I won't kill you."
"Adjutant Soren, what do you mean by this?"
Sheng Cheng pressed down the agitation in his heart. His face was pale as if he didn't know what was happening, and he said with breathless apprehension, "Why did you suddenly attack me? Could it be that the base has an additional rule that does not allow officers to attend entertainment venues in private?"
He looked at the man who suddenly appeared behind him, the other party was wearing a heavy gas mask. Sure enough, the one who stopped him was Qin Qi's adjutant, Soren.
Sheng Cheng's heart sank.
Soren did not answer the other party's question, but instead walked next to him and signaled the other party to put his hands up.
"What exactly are you doing here?"
Sheng Cheng forced a smile and did not move for a long time.
Soren looked at the other party with an icy gaze, "Don't talk nonsense."
Sheng Cheng looked at the other party's reaction, his heart gnashing his teeth in hatred, and raised his hand hesitantly on his face.
"Adjutant Soren, I need to get an explanation from you on this matter."
Soren continued as if he didn't hear, sharply searching out the black gun from Sheng Cheng's body, smoothly pulling out the scythe he had stuck on the ground and storing it away before looking at Sheng Cheng again, "Reach out your hand."
Sheng Cheng took two steps back, but he also knew that he couldn't beat Soren at all. Resisting was just a dead end, so he lowered his head and stretched out his hand, allowing the other party to handcuff his hand in front of his body.
His brain was still spinning extremely fast.
Now, Soren must have found out that something was wrong with him. The only way he could have exposed his identity was at the club, so had the club and the organization been exposed?
After seeing Soren lead himself to avoid the surveillance and enter the grove, Sheng Cheng's eyes, which were covered by his hair, flashed a hint of gloom, and he was inwardly enlightened.
There was a high probability that the organization could no longer be concealed.
Was it Sheldor who ratted them out?
Or did the Sixth Base know from the beginning that there was something wrong with the club?
Either way, it was imperative to tell the lord about this as soon as possible!
Wrists shackled, Sheng Cheng staggered behind Soren. He suppressed the killing intent in his heart, his nails scraping against his palms, his head hanging down.
His force value was not high. In anyone's eyes, he was weaker than Soren, and no one would be wary of an existence weaker than his own.
This was his chance.
Sheng Cheng bowed his head, his gloomy gaze calming down. His lord had taught him to be patient and wait for the right moment. Before escaping, he must not mess up himself first.
Soren led Sheng Cheng while being alert to the movements around him.
The hovercar was parked deep in the woods, this place was not within the club's boundaries, and the club's security naturally would not appear in the vicinity. The hovercar was safely located. Soren's feet lurched and relaxed slightly, loosening his hand that was restraining Sheng Cheng as he took out the key from within his pants pocket.
It's now!!!
A hint of frenzy flashed in Sheng Cheng's eyes. He instantly pinched his fingernails into his flesh, dark red blood like a thin stream running along the cracks of his fingernails. He swiftly licked his bleeding palm with his tongue, and the whites of his eyes on the high side of the eyeballs instantly had a layer of scarlet red color to them.
In an instant, the nails that became incredibly sharp in the blink of an eye had rushed up, and Soren, whose back was turned to him, had not even realized this yet.
Sheng Cheng's scarlet eyes became frenzied.
In his eyes, time was suddenly stretched infinitely, and the speed of the falling leaves slowed down.
Watching his arm about to penetrate Soren's heart, the corners of Sheng Cheng's mouth couldn't help but grin.
However, in the next second, his wrist was suddenly clutched by a white hand, and his arm just froze in mid-air, unable to advance the slightest bit.
At the same time, a clear and pleasant, yet familiar and terrifying male voice suddenly rang in his ears:
"You can't hurt someone behind their back, oh, Sheng Cheng."
Sheng Cheng's body stiffened.
Soren, who suddenly heard movement from behind himself, instantly retreated to the top of the hovercar. With a swipe of his hand, the scythe he had taken in was instantly clutched against his body.
Through the mask, Soren looked over vigilantly. After seeing the scene before him, he tightened his fingers, his pupils shrinking slightly.
When had this man appeared?
As his gaze shifted to Sheng Cheng, who was bound by the youth, Soren's brows wrinkled.
Sheng Cheng's state was not right.
His nails were extremely long, his spine was arched, his eyes were scarlet, and his saliva was constantly dripping onto the ground, in a state similar to the assassin who had appeared at Wei Duo's birthday banquet.
It was obvious that the other party wanted to kill himself.
If there was no mysterious person, according to the situation just now, even if he didn't die, he would definitely be injured.
Soren's back tensed, still alert, but on the surface, he didn't strike another attacking pose in case he caused the mysterious man's displeasure.
"You're Ya...Ya Bu......"
Sheng Cheng looked over in the direction of the arm. Affected by the blood, salivating uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, he was like an ugly and pitiful beast unable to control himself and slurred his words facing the clown mask.
Ya Bu, Ya Bu, surprisingly it's Ya Bu?!
Even if the other party was wearing an inexplicable clown mask, Sheng Cheng was able to recognize the other party's voice.
This person was definitely Ya Bu! Why would he appear here? No, how could that dumbass Ya Bu be so powerful?
The important thing was, wasn't he a survivor of the Seventh Base? Why was he helping the Sixth Base!
Could it be that he was an undercover agent planted in the organization by the Sixth Base to begin with? Many questions surged in Sheng Cheng's mind in an instant, but none of them mattered, he had already drank the blood but had not yet managed to get out and the best time had been missed.
Now, if he wanted to leave, he could only fight his way out!
"Huh, Sheng Cheng, you can actually recognize me?"
The young man seemed to be a little surprised. He really didn't think that even though he had already put on his favorite mask, Sheng Cheng was still able to discover his identity. He couldn't help but be a little touched, "Sheng Cheng, you actually like me so much. I'm so happy."
Sheng Cheng: ......
So angry, at this kind of time, this asshole was actually still making fun of him?!
He twisted his body, and the hand that wasn't clamped down quickly stabbed viciously towards the youth's white neck.
Ya Bu?
Soren suddenly heard this name and quickly remembered that when they were listening in on Ariel and Sheldor's conversation, the two of them had mentioned a newly joined member from the Seventh Base in addition to Sheng Cheng.
The mysterious man had actually joined their organization? But why did he save himself?
Seeing Sheng Cheng suddenly attack the young man, Soren subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to help the other party, yet before he could do so, the mysterious man had already followed Sheng Cheng's attack and kicked at the other's arm with a single movement of his foot.
When he came back to his senses again, Soren only saw Sheng Cheng sprawled on the ground in a sorry state, while the masked mysterious young man stepped on both of Sheng Cheng's hands. His demeanor was relaxed as if what Sheng Cheng had just done in his eyes was just playfulness.
"Sheng Cheng, it was dangerous just now."
Ya Xiao thought of the image just now which was a bit thrilling, and his voice got a bit more serious, "I'm sorry, I almost hurt you just now."
Sheng Cheng: ...... f*ck