Chapter 210: Lone Wolf (49)

On the top of this building is a place that resembles an observation deck. The place is spacious, with a fence around the edge, and in some places there are round tables and chairs for resting.

I came to the north-east side immediately after a circle, and the first thing I saw from here was the Salzach River, and after crossing the river I saw Markus Street. The location here is pretty much the same as on the map, and I'm right on the west side of the row of houses at 120, which is where I can see balcony 120 to the west, and I can see Marcus Street running east-west.

I immediately raised my camera to change the focus and zoom in as close as I could to 120 Marcus Street. At the moment there is no one on the balcony, it is empty. At the intersection, I saw one of the two. As I thought, he was still standing in the same place he had always liked to stand. I turned around again, looking around for his companion, and saw another fellow standing on the other side of Marcus Street, looking left and right, and then heading east, and was supposed to be on patrol again.

After some observation, I found a round table near here and sat down, and looked from time to time towards Marcus Street. And this sat until the afternoon, when the museum closed.

During the daytime, the old man Ullmann did not leave No. 120 again, or was no longer in sight. As for the two guys, they took turns circling around 120 once at a time of about half an hour, and the one who didn't have to wander around would stand here at the intersection of Marcus Street and the river, at the junction of Treaty Castle Road. The third man only appeared in the afternoon, probably resting in the inn, and I saw him coming from the east side of Marcus Street. He didn't communicate with either of them, but after looking around, he sat down on a bench by the river, stayed for about an hour, and then left.

Judging from the observation of this half day, the activities of those two guys are still very regular. The trouble is still this third person, he seems to have no rules at all, as if he left and appeared at will, as if he was in a surprise inspection. But I don't think he should be like that, because it's not professional at all, and from his cautious attitude, he shouldn't be so casual.

After leaving the Nature House, I headed north, buying a random burger for dinner on the way. As I gnawed, I went back to the woods where I had changed my outfit, and before heading towards the chapel, I called D, and after telling him that he was safe, I went to the bushes and dressed myself up as a homeless man once more, taking advantage of the darkness. After that, I walked again along the Salzach River to Marcus Street. But this time, before I could reach the intersection, I saw a familiar figure appear under the street lamp in front of me.

I immediately slowed down and leaned towards the river, for the figure coming towards me was the old fellow Ullman. As I leaned against the fence by the river, Ullman walked up unhurriedly. He was neatly dressed, still holding a cane in his hand, and his legs and feet still didn't look very dexterous. But despite this, his whole state still seems very relaxed and even comfortable. Not far from him was the bodyguard, who had approached me and glanced at me, but didn't say anything, just followed Ullman after a look.

I turned to look behind the bodyguard, and soon I saw the two guys who had been staring at me appear about twenty or thirty meters away. The two men followed Ullman and his bodyguards, keeping their distance neither fast nor slow. But they weren't the last, and behind the two men was a third man, who was making calls on his cell phone as he walked.

I think it was probably a report to Murphy Sr., who had once again left the house and stepped out into the street.

I looked at the people who were slowly moving away, and fell into a contradiction. Should I follow them or not? Can I guarantee that I won't be exposed? This is no joke, I think these people should be more professional than me in this kind of thing, and more professional, if this is discovered, it is not me who is doing it to others, but being manipulated.

But if you don't follow me, you think I'm going to lose something. After all, I have to know how they move, especially the third man and the old Ullman fellow. From now on, as long as Ullman goes out, these three bastards will appear, so what are you going to do if you don't follow me here every time? Watch them go and then watch them come back? So when will I find my chance?

Thinking of this, I gritted my teeth and turned around and walked out towards them. I decided to follow along, but I was far away to be on the safe side, so I just vaguely watched the back of the third person walking. And this third person seems to be more concerned about the situation in front of him and on both sides, and basically never looks back halfway.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, we came to the vicinity of the place where I had met the four fellows. and entered a square not far from the hotel where the four people lived. I remember that this square was also marked on the map, and the name was the same as the hotel where the four fellows lived, as if it was called "Mirabel"! That's the name.

Ullman entered a classy-looking restaurant in the square when he arrived in the square, and after he entered the restaurant, the other three stopped in the square except for his bodyguards. I walked around the plaza and then found a backlit corner and looked into the square.

The two of the three men stood on the left and right outside the restaurant when they arrived in the square, while the third person quickly walked around the outside of the restaurant, as if to check the terrain and conditions outside the restaurant. It was about five or six minutes before they reappeared in the square.

I didn't move, and my dress was not appropriate for me to appear in such a square at the moment, after all, it was too incongruous and conspicuous. And Ullman, the old fellow, didn't come out of the restaurant after he entered the restaurant, and I think he must have come on a date with someone, otherwise he wouldn't have come to the restaurant so early and it was unlikely that he would have come to the restaurant alone.

It was nearly nine o'clock in the evening that the old man Ullmann appeared at the door of the dining room again, and with him another elderly man. The two stood at the door and smiled and said a few words before they went their separate ways.

When the three people in the square saw him appear, they immediately cast their eyes at him and slowly leaned in. Ullman, on the other hand, did not speak after looking at a few people, and just left the square all the way. But instead of going in the direction of his house, he walked all the way to the east.