The car stopped in front of an ordinary house. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This is the heart of Exeter, as is typical of the central city of the plains, where the industrial and commercial areas are located on the outskirts of the city, and the houses are located in the city, after all, everything is based on transport. So, in order to successfully track down the mysterious girl, Brudy must travel through most of the city.

Absolutely "most" of the city. Despite the fact that there are only more than 100,000 students, the number of schools in Exeter is quite a lot, and it is worthy of its status as a famous cultural city. The University of Exeter is located at the north-western end of the city, and the woman's home is one of the houses in the vicinity.

Brudy realizes this with an eerie atmosphere, and this woman who drives a Rolls-Royce has settled in a very ordinary middle-class neighborhood. Driving the Chevrolet in the distance, Brudy could see through his binoculars that it was time for the resident opposite the girl to go home, and he was watching with envy the luxury cars worth hundreds of thousands of pounds enter the garage.

He put on a pair of headphones, plugged in the walkiephone and said, "Boss, are you there?"

After a while, a voice sounded in the headphones: "I'm here, what about the other party?"

The woman's address is No. 17 Chunyuan Road, a very ordinary middle-class house, it is estimated that she has just moved in, and the surrounding neighbors should be very impressed with her. ”

On the other side of the walkie-talkie, Alice, who was still on the fifth floor of the research institute, agreed: "Not every doctor and lawyer will choose Rolls-Royce to travel, not to mention that Chunyuan Road is the residence of the middle and lower middle classes as soon as they hear the name." It seems that her style of acting has always been very flamboyant, Brudy, what do you think?"

As a former Navy SEAL sniper, the last thing Brudy lacks is his ability to observe and analyze: "There is no substantial evidence of your current suspicions, and the only thing we can do is continue to observe until she does do something." However, I don't recommend asking the neighbors about her, and it's better to sneak in. ”

Alice sat behind her desk, her fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop, her elbows leaning on the table and looking out the window. In the center of the tabletop, a radio receiver that is nowhere on the market, and does not even have any manufacturer's logo, is placed there, and the voice of the lama is directly heard from kilometers away.

At this moment, Alice, whose eyes are completely black, is scanning the northwest of Exeter City with her massive spiritual power, and the price is nothing more than seven or eight catties of pork ribs. However, the subtle thing is that even though she was scanning Brudy's toned body with full evil taste, she was quite hypocritical, and did not use that pervasive voyeur to probe the interior of 17 Spring Garden Street.

With a bang, his fingers tapped on the table: "Okay, that's it, Brudy, this glorious and great task is entrusted to you, are you confident that you can complete it?"

At the scene of Chunyuan Road, Brudy, who was sitting in a Chevrolet car, calmly looked into the distance and said without thinking: "Guaranteed to complete the task!"

Then, the walkiephone hangs up and the headphones are taken off.

At this time, it is close to seven o'clock at night, and even white-collar workers who work overtime should basically arrive home, after all, the total area of the city is limited. And Brudy knows even more that for such a small area and small population, a strange vehicle like himself who suddenly drove into a certain community is definitely more eye-catching than anything else.

As a Blackwater International mercenary, especially a standard retired soldier, Brudy has long been accustomed to unconditional obedience to orders. Although today's task is abrupt, even he, who is just for the task, clearly feels that something is wrong with this girl. It doesn't take much for Alice to tell him, and the sense of responsibility directly makes him devote himself to it.

Before you know it, the night is already dark.

Residents of smaller cities often have little nightlife to speak of, and 24-hour convenience stores are hard to find, at least across the UK. As soon as eight o'clock in the evening, the city center will almost become an empty city, and occasionally you can see three or two drunkards in the night, and you can think that it is a zombie invasion after the apocalypse.

It was in such a big environment that a Chevrolet was quietly parked on a street near the University of Exeter.

The doors opened.

The tall, muscular man stepped out of the car, dressed in civilian clothes, with a serious face, as if he had already thought of the way forward, and he locked the door and walked forward without hesitation.

As a soldier, Brudy walked fast, but it took him three streets to cross. Then, in ten minutes, he came to an intersection in a residential area.

The sign on the left hand side reads "Springgarden", a cheesy name, but Brudy is cautious when he walks into the street. His piercing eyes kept scanning his surroundings, and though it was just a matter of professional habit, he was undoubtedly looking for some corner where he could hide, and any place that might pose a threat to him.

Before he knew it, he had walked in front of Mansion Fourteen, and he was only three houses away from his target.

All the way to this point, he was very sure that there were no monitoring probes along the way, and there were no bear children in the houses on both sides who suddenly opened the windows, or read and wrote hard in the middle of the night, so that they could not make a fuss with the bedroom lamp on.

Standing in front of Mansion 14, he stopped, and then took out the military infrared telescope and observed.

That's five minutes, including the steps to climb down the street next door and look at it from the back and other angles. He had completely mastered the appearance of the entire mansion, and the room was not lit, but he was not sure that the girl was asleep. The best outcome is that the other person is indeed not there, which is the best way to sneak in.

Don't get me wrong, Brudy didn't have any illegal thoughts about kidnapping or murder, he just wanted to find out the woman's identity by searching the house as Alice had told him.

After the house was observed, and then the invasion came, the Rolls-Royce was parked in the garage, not the highest priority, with Brudy jumping straight from the fence and flipping out of the second-floor bedroom window.

That's right, outside the bedroom window on the second floor.

The front door and the back door are not suitable places to invade, if the other party is an ordinary person, it is fine, but since it is a person who is claimed by Alice to be a spy, making some preparations in those two most basic positions is of course the minimum quality is reflected. Brudy didn't know how Alice knew about it, he didn't need to, he just needed to know that the other party he was investigating was such a character.

Even the window of the bedroom on the second floor was carefully observed by Brudy before it was finally opened. There were no mechanisms, not even locked from the inside, a cautious conclusion he had reached after investigating for a minute, and then he gently lifted the window.

And got in.

It's a bedroom, and it's exactly the same layout as most houses, except that there's really no sign of life in this one. Of course, there were sheets on the bed, but the pattern of Winnie the Pooh knew at a glance that it belonged to the youngest daughter of the previous owner, and if a glamorous Eastern European girl in her twenties used this, she either didn't know how to do it, or she really had a brain disease.

Brudy began to search in earnest, the bedside table, the desk, the walls, the bottom of the bed, all the places where he could hide things. There was no gain, even the bookcase was empty at a glance, and it was clear that the woman either didn't live here at all, or just used it as a shelter.

Of course, this conclusion cannot be made immediately, because Brudy still has at least one bedroom that has not been searched. He gently pushed open the door, and the silent corridor in the middle of the night was enough to terrify most of the young children who had seen too much of the supernatural power, such as the "Ghost Record" or something......

Because the identity of the boss was there, related thoughts couldn't help but pass through his mind, and after Brudy laughed silently, he launched a more thorough search.

The second bedroom, still no one.

There is nothing to be gained from the entire second floor.

Downstairs to the first floor, Brudy opened the refrigerator, which was empty only for a box of yogurt, and on closer inspection, it was all a week old. It seems that there are still some signs of life, but they are just too careless......

In the end, it was still in the living room when Brudy unexpectedly found a file bag.

“…… It's finally a bit of a difference. ”

muttered like this, he didn't rush to open it, but used a flashlight to find it first.

"Arnim Zola. ”

Impressed by the name written on the cover of the bag, Brudy carefully opened the bag and found a thick pile of documents and contents......

"This ...... Is it German?"

There was a moment of pause, but Brudy also understood at once that since the woman claimed to be a business representative of the West German Drakken drilling company, it was not uncommon for her to carry German materials. Unfortunately, this information could not be taken with him, and he did not know German, nor did he carry a professional agent's miniature camera, so he sighed helplessly, he could only skim through it hastily before taking it back.

Surprisingly, the information appears to be related to a computer.

This is a very thick pile of information, about 300 pages, and Brudy scans it a little and finds that most of it is actually some unconsciously coded code. If God had come, Brudy would have to spend his days here, and God knows, if it weren't for the fact that his family couldn't afford to pay the tuition, he wouldn't have gone to the army, but would have become a computer expert!

It's obviously my favorite subject, but why don't you understand it now!?

And this is the only English content that takes up a considerable amount of time in the German materials that are even more incomprehensible throughout the text!

"God, I'm really going to you!"

In this way, Brudy, who suddenly couldn't help it, shook his arm angrily.

With a snap, the palm of his hand seemed to touch some small bottle, and it shattered.

An extremely strong sweet smell hit his face, and his eyes rolled suddenly.

Plop!(To be continued.) )