Ember Gun

  Chapter 408 Unlucky

  "Where should I start?"

  Eileen muttered to herself, she looked a little confused, and her injuries were still aching, making her thinking stagnant.

   "I am Irene Adler, formerly under the Iron Law Bureau, responsible for external espionage operations."

  Eileen introduced herself again. While she was speaking, she was still paying attention to the expressions of the people around her, especially Haibod's.

   "The information you got is similar to what I wanted to say, right, I deliberately approached Yvar, captured him, and then got him captured by the Iron Law Bureau."

  Hybod was very angry with her understatement.

  "Then why did you come to me?" Lorenzo asked, "Should you not hide far away? Why are you still being chased by the Iron Law Bureau."

   "Because I know too much, Mr. Holmes, the details of the whole operation, and some deeper secrets. I know too much."

   Irene's eyes dimmed.

"After the operation was successful, I returned to Gallunaro. In renewing contact with the headquarters, I felt uneasy... The headquarters has changed. During the period of my mission, they actually supported a company called Orthodox Church. I investigated the new religion of China and found the inside story.

  Religion is just a cover, they seem to be secretly organizing an army. "

   "The choir." Lorenzo said.

  "Do you know this?" Irene looked at Lorenzo with some surprise.

   "I just found out, so what? You broke the regulations and were hunted down?" Lorenzo asked.

   "It's almost like that, so sometimes curiosity can really kill people."

   Irene shrugged helplessly, pulling the wound with her action, and she took a breath of pain with the pain.

  Lorenzo didn’t continue to say anything. He didn’t believe Irene, at least he wouldn’t fully believe what she said. At the same time, Lorenzo began to gradually understand the magic that Hybold said.

  Although the meeting didn't last long, Lorenzo had already sensed Irene's weirdness. It was clear that the situation was so bad, and she still looked calm and relaxed, as if everything was in her plan.

  "What do you know about the choir?" Lorenzo asked.

   Irene's expression changed. She leaned forward and looked at Lorenzo's face carefully until she could see her reflection in the gray-blue eyes.

  She looked like she was teasing a puppy, she said.

   "Oh, you also want to learn about those things, and sure enough you have a connection with them."

"What's the meaning?"

  "Aren't you curious about how I found you? It's a list, but it's not a list, it's only your name." Irene retracted her body.

"I am a spy, agent, and killer. I am good at many things that ordinary people are not good at. I am afraid of the changes in the Iron Law Bureau. This is a very powerful secret organization, but I always feel that during the period I left In time, it has been controlled by another person...another existence that I can't describe.

  I want to know why, so I investigated in depth. I found a lot of interesting things, and these interesting things made me go to death, but at this desperate moment, a turning point came. "

  Eileen looked at Lorenzo with a smile.

"That is an imaginary enemy combat plan. It is aimed at a guy named Lorenzo Holmos. It has his address and some of his work experience. For the Iron Law Bureau... No, it is for the choir. In other words, he has a strange threat, even higher than the so-called decontamination agency.

  Different combat plans are listed. I am curious about who can make the choir take this seriously. I am also very happy. From this point of view, you are the enemy of the choir. "

   "So you came to find me? Try to get me to fight the choir." Lorenzo asked.

"I know, you won't trust me, and even said you want to kill me." Irene's gaze echoed between Haibod and him, "But at least we have the same interests now. I'm a member of the Iron Law Bureau. Senior staff, with my help, whatever you want to do in Gallunalo, it will be much easier."

  She stretched out her hand and pointed to Lorenzo.

   "You want to kill all the choir guys, right, I saw it when I pretended to be dead, you have the ultimate anger towards those monsters."

  She pointed to Haibod again.

   "You want to rescue Ivar. I will help you with this. After all, I personally sent him in."

   "Irene!"

  Hyboard growled angrily. He couldn't bear Irene's provocation. He punched him down and slammed against her side hard.

   "It looks like you also acquiesced in my value?"

  Eileen didn't have any fear, but instead smiled and asked Haibod.

   "Aileen, what you said is not enough to keep you alive."

  Lorenzo said again that the information given by Irene did supplement some of Lorenzo’s missing information. For example, the Iron Law Bureau seemed to be controlled by another person, but the information was not very precious.

Watson warned himself, but Lorenzo knew very well that if necessary, he would use the power Gabriel again to obtain the information he wanted... and even said that he could directly invade Irene’s [Gap], Ripped off all her disguise.

   "I know, too, these are not enough for the Iron Law Bureau to chase me so cruelly, do they?"

  Eileen came here prepared, as if she had expected all the possible development directions of the incident.

   "Go to my room and have a look. Under the bed, in a small black bag, there will be what you want, and there will be things that can prove my value."

  Lorenzo's gaze became serious. Yes, these were not enough for Irene to be chased down. After all, she was also a member of the Iron Law Bureau. As long as she continued to be loyal, sooner or later she would be exposed to the deep darkness.

   "Kestrel, you go." Lorenzo said.

  "Me?" Kestrel was puzzled, but didn't say much, and left directly as Irene said.

   "I thought you would go by yourself... Well, you don't believe other people, do you?"

   Irene whispered, she was very smart and understood the composition of the team in a flash.

Haibod is not trusted by Lorenzo. Lorenzo can only rest assured that the Kestrel and the **** the side, but obviously, that girl is a novice, and this kind of thing cannot be safely given to her. .

   "Are you interested in hearing Hybbod's story?" Irene tried to say.

  But this time, Lorenzo stood up and walked over to her before Hybold had an attack.

   "Actually, you are also very curious, Irene, why I am regarded as an enemy by the choir."

  Lorenzo stared at her. After talking with Watson, he also began to gradually feel the distortion that surpassed ordinary people, and he was faintly changing.

"what……"

   Irene couldn't make a sound. Lorenzo pressed her face and asked her to look at her eyes, and then there was a blazing white sun rising in the gray-blue eyes.

  In the light of the light, Irene's face was pale. Fortunately, this situation did not last long. Lorenzo knew very well that he could not abuse the power of this taboo, but he needed insurance.

  "Have you met someone who is the same as me?" Lorenzo asked.

  Eileen was no longer like before, she said slowly with a stiff face.

   "He is called the Imam."

  ……

  According to the information given by Irene, Kestrel found Irene’s room shortly afterwards.

  This is a very ordinary room. Compared with Lorenzo and others' public travel, it is simply shabby. Probably Irene is at the end of the road. It took a lot of effort to barely get on the boat.

There was nothing extra in the room, only an opened suitcase was placed on the ground. Kestrel walked over curiously, filled with lingerie and some skirts. Judging from the nameplate on the box, this Things are not Irene's.

  Kestrel can already imagine that scene. Irene found a woman similar to her own in the crowd, and robbed her of her identity through some coincidence or force, thus boarding the White tide.

  Continuing to search, Kestrel lifted the bed board and found what Irene said, a small black bag.

  There are some documents of Irene’s own, with various names. No one knows how many identities this woman has, as well as a pistol and several bullets.

  Kestrel touched something, a strange bulge. It seemed that there was an interlayer in this small black bag. After tearing it apart, the Kestrel found what Irene had hidden.

For a moment, the Kestrel felt that his heartbeat was accelerating, and his gaze was firmly attracted by that thing. Fortunately, as a high-ranking knight, he still has a certain resistance to erosion, otherwise the Kestrel would not know that he was there. What will happen before this temptation.

  It was a potion, with a crimson liquid floating in it, crystal clear, like a ruby.

  Secret blood.

   "So Irene hid things here?"

  The voice sounded from outside the door, and Kestrel's movements completely froze. It was an unfamiliar voice.

  Kestrel thought a lot at this moment. The enemy that Lorenzo killed last night may be only a part of the enemy. Although there was a cover by North Dro, this was not hidden from the enemy. They had been observing themselves.

  All of this happened almost at the same time. The Kestrel was more or less well-versed in battle, and his fighting instinct was far beyond ordinary people. He gripped the potion firmly, and at the same time picked up the pistol in the small bag with one hand.

  The moment the gunfire sounded, the Kestrel rolled towards the bunker on the other side. He still remembered the layout of the room, and the enemy was behind him.

  The distance is too short, and the Kestrel is not as strong as the Demon Hunter. He is destined to be shot. He can only find a way to avoid fatal injuries and save more combat effectiveness.

The enemy fired several shots in succession. The bullets passed through this narrow room. The Kestrel felt a slight pain in his limbs. The bullets passed by, leaving a painful scratch after another. Because of the severe pain coming from the shoulder, the bullet pierced the plank and hit the Kestrel.

   "Not bad, not bad."

  Kestrel murmured in a low voice. He was shot in his left shoulder. Although it hurts to move, at least he has one arm left.

  He lowered his breathing. The Kestrel didn't know how many enemies were outside the door, nor did he know what kind of power he had.

  It’s really unlucky. Suddenly I encountered an enemy like this. I didn’t have any time to prepare, but I think about it, this is life, life is not logical.

Lorenzo may not be able to save himself. After all, this happened too fast, and he still has to stay there to watch Irene. Kestrel knows very well that Lorenzo does not trust Irene, and even himself. The dull guy also saw what Hybade and Irene had been hiding before, leaving the two of them alone, wondering what would happen.

   "The lucky Kestrel will not just explain it here."

  Kestrel seemed to be cheering for himself, turning around and rushing out of the bunker to fire.

  The so-called bunker is nothing more than a wardrobe. The Kestrel rushed out and knocked it down with his body, trying to use this thing to block a few bullets, or even weaken the power of the bullets.

  The gun fired in his right hand, enduring the pain, he threw out the folding knife with one hand.

  It was also at this time that the Kestrel finally saw the visitor. He was an ordinary-looking man. He was wearing the clothes of a waiter, and it seemed that he had hidden away and observed himself before.

  This is a trap...No, this is a trap for Irene, but the **** woman dragged the trouble to us.

  But what can this woman do? It's worth being hunted down like this.

  Red blood flashed before his eyes in a daze.

   is the secret blood, the secret blood that Irene took away, they are looking for this thing.

  This is Irene’s trump card. With the power of this blood, she can easily get shelter from other forces.

  No one will give up such a powerful force.

  The bullets crossed each other, the man’s bullet was empty, and the Kestrel’s bullet successfully hit the man’s arm, but the guy was expressionless, as if he could not feel the pain, like a silent stone statue.

   "Damn, another monster."

   Without even thinking about it, the guy in front of him must also come from that weird choir, with violent secret blood flowing in his body. He may not be as strong as Lorenzo, but as long as he is stronger than the Kestrel.

  The distance shrunk was short enough, and the Kestrel gave up the shooting and swung the folding knife.

  The stern light of the sword flashed, and the man also pulled out the short knife from his waist to fight the Kestrel.

The Kestrel was parrying hard. He didn't want to die so unfortunately. He had to find his life, but the man didn't give him any chance. No matter how the Kestrel attacked, he guarded the door firmly, not giving red. Falcon's chance to escape.

  He also knew this, as long as the Kestrel escaped, and even said that as long as he could let Lorenzo notice these, facing that terrible nightmare, the man would undoubtedly die.

  The metal hit once again, and the Kestrel was pushed back step by step and approached the edge of the balcony. Below it was not a terrace, but a roaring sea.

  Damn Irene!

  Kestrel cursed in his heart, if the woman added more money and changed to a better room, he might be able to run directly down the terrace.

  The short knife slashed down again. The man hit very steadily. As long as he keeps steady, the Kestrel will definitely not be able to hold it.

  Slammed again, from top to bottom, there is no skill at all, it's just pure brute force.

  Kestrel’s folding knife was faltering. It seemed that as long as there was another Kestrel, he would be defeated. The man's indifferent expression finally splashed with a little joy. It was also at this time that the Kestrel, who had been weaker than the wind, suddenly changed.

This unlucky-looking guy suddenly became fierce, and the jackknife was raised furiously and inserted into the man's offensive. His rhythm was disrupted, and then the sharp jackknife pierced his arm and picked it up. Open, blood splattered.

  (End of this chapter)