In the middle of the night, a green bus pulled off the road outside the town and turned into a quiet secondary lane, its streetlights flickering across the vehicle and then being left behind.

Soon, the green bus slowly drove into the only passenger station in the green town, the parking lot of the passenger station was full of all kinds of passenger cars, not far away in the iron shed, there were lights leaking out between the cracks, and the auto repair workers were doing maintenance and maintenance for some of the buses at this time.

The door of the green-skinned bus shrank to one side, and a few passengers stepped out of the car.

Most of them are carrying heavy luggage, and some of them have no free hands, all of them look like dusty people, they all look like people who have been working outside for a long time, and they will finally have the opportunity to return to their hometowns until the end of the year.

The last man to get out of the car was a young man with long blond hair near his chin, a little fat and a little clumsy in his movements.

Seeing the other passengers walking towards the outside of the passenger station one by one, the fat man tightened his only luggage, a crossbody bag, and hurriedly followed out.

He usually flies, and this is the first time he has gone out alone to take such a long car, and of course it is also the first time to come to Green Town.

The fat man walked through the outdoor passage and walked out of the passenger station into the street.

The streets were empty, and the passengers who had traveled the same way were either summoned by taxis or taken away by family and friends who had come to pick up the car, and they scattered in all directions, and soon only the fat man was left.

"Alas, I didn't expect the car to drive so fast, it arrived more than half an hour earlier than expected, it seems that the bus drivers in the middle of the night are driving faster, which is a long experience." The fat man looked at the watch on his wrist and said to himself, the case of the metal watch is a little quaint, but it looks very well maintained, and it is obvious that its owner cherishes it very much.

Originally, he had made an appointment with his friend to pick up the car, but now there was a little accident, but the fat man didn't plan to call his friends to come over in advance, because he was a person who didn't like to disrupt plans, so just wait, anyway, he didn't miss this time.

A cold wind swept in, and although he was already wearing thick down, he still shrunk back, and then his stomach rumbled.

The fat man touched his belly, and then subconsciously looked ahead, a straight four-lane road was facing the gate of the passenger station, and in the first intersection there was a café open.

This is a café on the second and third floors, only two or three hundred meters away from his position at this time, the fat man helped his glasses legs, and he could see the neon sign hanging on the wall of the café in the distance.

"Instead of waiting on the street, you can sit in a coffee shop and have something to eat."

"Mmmm, that's a good idea, I hope something like this little place will suit my appetite."

With that, the fat man walked towards the café.

On the third floor of the café, ever since the two of them had taken their seats, Bart had begun to talk about what they had and what they didn't.

As a decoy, he was not told the other party's specific plan of action, and letting him take Gong Bing to this café to sit down was already all he was forced to do.

In the case of a small life and an uncertain future, Bart is full of mania in his heart, but for various reasons he has to force himself to continue, and there is nowhere to vent.

At this time, his face was full of forced laughter, and his speech was always intermittent, and he looked restless and strange everywhere.

But Gong Bing sat quietly in his position, his fingers stirring in the ice cubes in the water glass, looking extra patient, like two people during the day.

At this time, a waiter came over with a plate, and the other party put down the two small cakes and turned to leave.

"Here... The cake is pretty good, you can try it. Bart said mechanically.

However, Gong Bing did not touch the cake, ignoring Bart's suggestion, he put away his fingers, flicked it gently, and moved the water glass to the side.

The other party didn't say a word, and he didn't even look at himself, Bart felt very weird, but he couldn't think about more things at this time.

"Don't you want to eat?"

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"Or do you order something else?"

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"Hehe..."

No matter what he said, the other party was silent and ignored it at all, and Bart seemed to be talking to the air, which made him feel so embarrassed that he could only laugh twice in the end.

"The other party didn't drink water or eat cake." Looking through the scope on the third floor of the café, Flamingo said into the headset.

"The target won't notice anything, will it? Here is the pheasant talking, above. The pheasant, who had just shut up for a while, was the first to reply again.

"The other party just sat in his position and listened to Bart, and did not look around or make any other deliberate movements." The flamingo continued.

"In that case...... That can't wait any longer, groundhog, let's do it according to plan number two. The calm man said immediately.

"Ouch, it looks like a lot of lives are going to happen, groundhog, groundhog, I hope you can run fast enough later, otherwise it won't be good to poison yourself, but don't worry, I'll collect your body, here is the pheasant talking..."

"Pheasant, shut up for me!"

After the pheasant finished speaking, he interrupted again.

The groundhog still didn't answer, but it must have been on its way.

But at this moment, the flamingo spoke again.

Wait, the target got up and he left his seat...... Not out of the window, I can't see it here. ”

"The marmot immediately reported the situation, and the pheasant was ready to answer at any time." The calm man said in a loud voice.

Two seconds later, the sound of a groundhog came from the headset.

"Target went to the bathroom."

Then there is the sound of the door opening and closing.

"Went to the bathroom."

This time the groundhog was quieter.

"You watch carefully, don't expose yourself, and wait for the opportunity to release poison gas, this may be a good opportunity for us."

Then the headset fell silent, and no one spoke.

Because the target did not approach the window, the flamingo was unable to observe the other, so he could only stare at Bart for the time being, who was looking around and fidgeting.

As the minutes passed, soothing music was still playing in the café, and the few guests were also doing their own things, reading books, chatting and chatting, and nothing unusual happened.

But nothing happens, it's actually the most abnormal situation.

The calm man who had been hiding in the shadows also sensed that something was wrong at this time, and he opened the curtains a little, and a small orange streetlight shone on his face, while he spoke into the headset.

"Groundhog, groundhog, how's going on your side?"

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No one responded, and the man frowned and continued.

"Pheasant, you should go over to pick up the marmot now, the marmot may have an accident."

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Still no one responded, this situation would never happen in the pheasant, the man's heart sank, and an inexplicable chill rose from his body, and he began to feel a little flustered.

Somehow something went wrong with the good plan, and the situation on the ground began to get out of control.

"Damn it, groundhog, pheasant, where did you two die, tell me a word from the one you heard!!" The man cried out through gritted teeth, his voice becoming less steady.

It was as if the two had evaporated, and there was no response from the headset.

With a force in his hand, he pulled the curtain back a little more, and saw that Bart was still sitting in place and not moving, but on the opposite side of Barth, the place where the target was originally sitting was still empty.

"Damn, damn it, isn't the target just a guy with a slightly higher martial arts talent? How could this happen! The man cursed in some anger as he punched the wall with hatred.

At this time, he was already sure in his heart that the disappearance of the marmot and the pheasant must be directly related to each other.

"Flamingo Flamingo, the operation is canceled, the operation is canceled, hurry up and leave on your own, we will meet at the predetermined place later."

The mission had been a complete failure at this point, so the man immediately contacted his last companion and gave them the order to retreat.

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But the situation was no different, the headset was as silent as death, as if there had suddenly glitched, and there was still no response.