It was an eventful time, and just as I was about to leave for Europe for a date right away, a garbled phone number came in. Seeing this phone number, I subconsciously covered my head in the quilt.

"Ye Tian, confirm the call environment around you. ”

"Safe. ”

"Ye Tian, I'm Shi Lei, and I'm now giving you the commander's order. "The voice on the other side of the phone is very serious, I can't help but pout, although this old thing is in the same camp as my master, but the fighting skills are more hidden and clever, belonging to an old fox who can sell you by accident and then you help him count the money.

"There are now fourteen Japanese bodies in the St. John's Art Gallery in Johannesburg, South Africa, and the Commander-in-Chief has asked you to destroy them all before the Marines of the U.S. Third Fleet arrive. ”

This nose in China is long enough to get the news so quickly. I rubbed my nose and pretended to be puzzled, "Can you let me know why?"

Shi Lei on the other side of the phone paused, although he covered the microphone, but my dog ears could still hear him discussing something with the person next to him. Damn! Ye Jinzhong, this old thing turned out to be next to him!

"Colonel Shi, you don't have to hold the microphone and ask for instructions quietly, you give the phone to Chief Ye and let me talk to him, I haven't seen you for so long, why are there so many ways on the phone?"

"Ye Tian, hello. The voice on the other side of the phone was full of anger, and I wanted to hit the old face of the hippie smile twice across the phone.

"Thanks to you, I almost died several times, as long as you don't have so many tasks for me, I'll be fine. ”

"It's as if I've limited you with a lot of tasks. Your kid unit has also been pulled up, and the Sharp Knife Group has also made a good appearance, if you really want to fight in Africa, you will definitely be an excellent unit in the first echelon of the legion world. ”

"Okay, chief, I know that you have a great mouth, and you have poured me ecstasy soup, so tell me what is going on this time, why do you want to destroy the corpses of those Japanese?"

"According to the analysis of our intelligence officers, all of these people who were going to go to Central Africa, that is, the research institute that you destroyed, died overnight, and the cause of death was very strange, it seems that all of them had heart problems. Once the United States intervenes, we will not be able to continue our work in this area, so they must all be destroyed. ”

"It's something I can't get, no one can think of it, right?"

Chief Ye nodded over there and said, "Yes, it is a matter of national strategic security, and there is no trivial matter in anything." Speaking of this, Chief Ye suddenly asked casually: "Is the death of these people the hand of the crusaders, or who moved it?"

If Lao Tzu can be deceived by you in words, those trainings will be fed to the dogs. I sneered in my heart and pretended to be puzzled and asked, "I have seen the scene after the Crusaders made their moves, and there are also legends among African tribes and soldiers, if it is according to the symptoms of death you said, it should be the hands of the Crusaders." "In order to hide the fact that I have obtained the Devil's Foot, I quietly changed the subject.

"Mr. Thorne, the president of the European Paranormal Society, has invited me to Europe to assist the Vatican in the fight against the Crusaders and other evil spirits, don't your intelligence officers know about the Pope's serious illness?"

"We know the Pope is ill, but we don't know the president of the Paranormal Society invited you over. Chief Ye pondered for a moment on the other side of the phone and said: "Ye Tian, in principle, we do not support or oppose this kind of action, after all, getting more friendship in all aspects will be of great help to our military and domestic to enhance their international status." But you have to pay attention to the impact and pay attention to your way. You can use the drastic and impulsive methods of destruction in Africa, because the whole of Africa is a chaotic battlefield that provides cover for your identity and actions. But the European side is different, the European spy network is mature and rigorous, and the relationship is complicated, you must be cautious before you do something. ”

Lao Tzu's style is simple and rude, and I slandered this old fox in my heart. The old guy was afraid that I would get into trouble and finally had to find him to wipe his ass, but he never thought about how many times Lao Tzu was used as a gun by him.

"I understand, don't worry, I know it. The interests of the motherland and the people are paramount. ”

"You really didn't do this?" The moment he hung up the phone, the old fox asked very reluctantly.

"If I do it, my seventh uncle will not die well. I replied solemnly.

When I left the hotel with my backpack, the hotel manager was talking on the phone with a sad face. Apparently this incident has fermented into a horror movie, and the entire hotel guests rush to check out in the hotel lobby. Some of them are timid, and they even drag their luggage directly, and they don't even want to pay the deposit.

I took a taxi to the St. John's Museum of Art, and as I drove through the neighborhood near the St. John's Museum of Art, I saw that the neighborhood was full of police patrols. There are also snipers on the spires of the tall churches nearby. Mixed with the police, there were also those mercenaries of the French Foreign Legion, all wearing tactical helmets with serious expressions, and their fingers on the trigger guards of their rifles.

The St. John's Museum of Art is located next to the Cathedral of St. John, both of which have a strong Spanish architectural style. The roof is high and sharp, like a sword reaching into the sky. I paid for the car, pretended to be a devout believer, got out of the car and made a cross and walked into the cathedral.

The afternoon sun shines through the stained glass into the empty church, filling the bright oil paintings on the surrounding walls with magical colors. I knew almost nothing about the denominations of the West, and I didn't know anything except the cross.

Taking advantage of the empty church, I crept up the old wooden staircase to the top and found an attic to get into. I had already observed when I was outside just now that the small window in the attic had a good view of the inside of the museum.

The mercenary of the French Legion was in the spire above me, and he didn't know I had touched him. I used a knife to gently scrape the oil paint from the colored windows and take a closer look at the museum just a step away.

The museum is an irregular rectangle, and the façade is made of a large amount of glass, which makes the whole museum more transparent and modern. If you think there should be no precious collections here, otherwise this kind of sunlight will easily damage the collections.

Standing in the church, you can see the entire art gallery, and the only vantage point in the neighborhood is the old wooden church. The glass curtain wall on the façade of the museum is very thick, and although my eyes are very strong, I can only see the figures walking back and forth in the museum.

"It's a pity for this church. I exited the attic, went downstairs and muttered, and walked into the St. John's Museum of Fine Arts like a backpacker.

That's the good thing in democracies, even if it has important things that Americans need, the entire museum is only temporarily closed in the back. The front and middle parts are still open to the public free of charge. As expected, most of the works in the exhibition hall are those little-known works of young modern painters, and perhaps this place is to provide a stage for those painters to showcase.

I wore a pair of flat glasses and wore my shoulder-length hair loose, like a painter wandering the world in search of inspiration. Even when I was just over a meter away from the gun-wielding guards in the closed area, the guards only waved me away indifferently. I placed the timed liquefied gas injection device in my backpack on a lamp under the secluded booth, a hidden place, and once I remotely detonated the jet, there was enough spark to create a small combustion that would trigger a fire sprinkler.

There are not a few black artists like me with long hair or dreadlocks, and I am not at all conspicuous in them. It wasn't until the closing music started that I left the museum with everyone as if I was reluctant to do so. I found a restaurant not far from the museum and asked for a bad local beer to pass the time.

At seven o'clock in the evening, melodious bells rang in the towers above the old church. The setting sun is sinking into the distant horizon, leaving behind the last stunning red in the vast African sky. Doves slowly flew around the sky with the bells, and the neon lights on the streets gradually began to light up.

I sat at the open-air table outside the dining room, with my legs crossed and my back to the church. I looked at my watch and said hello to the patrolling police like many tourists. Suddenly, as the last bell of the church rang, a fire broke out on the first floor of the church. The wooden church burned very quickly, and the smoke that obscured the sky and the sun shrouded the entire church in a huge fire.

Taking advantage of the attention of the nearby police force to focus on the location of the church, I quietly left the crowd that gathered more and more to watch the lively crowd, and came to the rear of the church under the cover of thick smoke and firelight, the sound of the fire truck came from far and near, I stood in the corner about 200 meters away from the art museum, pulled out the antenna of the remote control, adjusted the channel and pressed the button. In less than a minute, there was an explosion in the museum, and the blazing fire and smoke rushed out of the broken glass curtain wall, quickly connecting the flames of the museum and the church. From a distance, it looks like a church fire that caused the art museum across the wall to catch fire.

I slipped through one of the windows at the back of the church, and held my breath enough for me to go upstairs and find the sniper and kill him.

Around the corner of the second floor, I saw the sniper retreating with a wet towel over his mouth and nose, and then quickly drew his pistol and prepared to shoot, and I plunged the dagger directly into the chest, kicking him into the raging fire before the blood could spurt out.

After taking out the threat from this vantage point, I calmly jumped out of the church and entered the museum under the cover of smoke and fire.