The morning sun peeked through the thin clouds into the room and down the living room floor, finally to the edge of the bed. The genius remembered the first iron block in a second, slowly opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep. Thinking back to last night, it still feels like a crazy and unreal dream.

What's even more unreal is that he actually slept to death.

For them, the hosts, it is common to not sleep for a few days when they are working outside, because they don't know where the enemy will come from, they are light sleepers even if they fall asleep, and a little wind and grass is enough to wake them up. However, in the past few hours, he has slept soundly, and he has never slept so peacefully in his own home.

It was all because of her, he looked down at the person beside him. Sumire was lying here, one hand on the quilt, the other hand grasping the wrist of the iron block, curled up and sleeping soundly, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth. Iron looked at her quiet sleeping face reluctantly, and gently withdrew his hand without waking her up.

"Goodbye." He whispered.

The iron block did not carry any luggage, a handbag was enough to fit. He went downstairs and took a taxi straight to the airport, where he was just around 8 a.m. after security, nearly an hour before his flight.

He should have looked at it for a while—the thought crossed his mind for no apparent reason. Although it has only been a few dozen minutes, although I can still recall Sumire's smile when I close my eyes at this time, I still can't help but feel a sense of melancholy when I think that I may not see each other for a long time in the future.

After reporting the mission, apply for a period of "training", anyway, according to the standards of reconnaissance, the results of this battle are beyond the standard, maybe you can really win the opportunity to return here.

Thinking of this, Tie took out Hong Rixin's golden badge and put it in front of his eyes to look at it. The outcome of that duel was indeed that he lost, even if the opponent changed the cards as Sumire said, but the cheating that was not detected at the table was established, and the iron that did not see through the opponent's change of cards was still a loser. But what made him vaguely complacent was that even Hong Rixin, who was once the "ninth", avoided a head-to-head confrontation with him in the field of "observing words and feelings" in the end, which means that the details he saw through were not wrong.

"If those abilities also work for the 'ninth', then do I have a chance to go up a bit......

Tie took out his imitation badge and put it together with Hong Rixin's genuine product. At first glance, the two badges look similar, but on closer inspection, they are actually very different. After all, the iron is made after inferring the style from other people's descriptions, and the shape is a little different from the original, and the specific level of craftsmanship is much worse than that of genuine craftsmen. In particular, the gold paint on it had been worn off a lot before, and the steel underneath was exposed, and when the two were put together, his coat of arms looked just like himself, plain and inconspicuous.

However, it is enough to have her watching.

Thinking of Sumire, the corners of Tie's mouth unconsciously escaped a smile again. He remembered that the counterfeit badge was the centerpiece of the battle between the two when they first met, when Sumire had stolen it with her empty hands, and then tracked the iron all the way to her stronghold and then recaptured it.

But why did she steal the badge at the time?

Tie Tu frowned, and suddenly realized that there was something wrong with this.

For the average thief, the first choice is definitely convenient cash, and a small badge can't be exchanged for much money even if it is made of pure gold. What's more, this imitation of the iron block is only gold-plated, and there is a difference between it and gold in luster, which can be seen by connoisseurs at a glance. Sumire took the lady's wallet and fled in a hurry, and she had the heart to steal more of this badge, maybe it was not just as simple as a thief not going away.

What is she going to do with this badge?

No, maybe the badge is her real goal?

The iron block shook violently in his heart, and his eyes seemed to suddenly open up. This was a blind spot that he had never thought about before, after all, he had never thought that Sumire would have anything to do with the host badge back then. But when he thought about it, when the two met, he had already put the badge in the pocket of his clothes, and people outside couldn't tell if it was worth anything, and they wouldn't even know that there was something in the pocket. Sumire steals the badge as soon as she makes a move, indicating that she already knew about the badge's existence before that.

Before that, Iron had only taken out the badge in the casino, and if Sumire had seen it at the time and had planned to attack it, then her theft of the middle-aged woman might just create a necessary mess for the rest of her actions.

The question is, why would she be interested in the badge?

Maybe before that......

The iron jumped awkwardly, recalling the previous image in his mind. Last night, before Sumire hugged him, she had taken off the badge from his hand and placed it on the table next to her, and he put it away before he left in the morning. But when he thinks about it, before he picks it up again, it's in a subtle different position and angle than when Sumire put it down last night!

A chill ran up the iron spine, and he remembered what Sumire had told him about the past.

- The man was wearing a long trench coat and a large-brimmed hat...... My head was just big enough for his chest.

At the moment of passing by, Sumire didn't see the other person's face, so she searched everywhere afterwards, but couldn't find the enemy.

But what if the other party still wore the host badge at that time?

"Oops!" The iron block shook violently.

The speed on the speedometer had soared to nearly 180 yards, which was the limit of the used sedan, but the iron block only felt too slow. Dozens of minutes ago, he bought the car directly at the airport at a price twice the market price, and when the owner was still unbelievably confirming whether the transfer had arrived, the iron had already gotten into the car and flew out with one foot on the accelerator. It took less than a third of the time to get from the airport back to the hotel, but by the time he raced up to the presidential suite on the top floor, it was empty. The bed where Sumire had slept was neatly tidied up, and there was no sign of conflict around her, and Iron searched the room for the last clues Sumire had left before leaving.

When he saw the sticky notes left on the table, his heart hit rock bottom.

"Why is this guy so smart all of a sudden."

He smiled wryly and picked up the sticky note paper, deliberately not allowing himself to look at the words on it, but carefully examined the marks on the paper by the bright light outside the window. It was a handwriting from the previous page, recording the work Sumire had done since he left.

As he had guessed, Sumire was just pretending to be asleep at the time. As soon as he leaves, Sumire gets up and uses her network to get information from others. She used sticky notes to record the information she had gathered, all of the homework that Iron had done since she arrived.

"Dongjiao Wharf, Old Fisherman's Wharf, Queen's Deep-water Port Area......"

Tie Lu gently read the names of the places on it, and with each reading, his mood worsened. In order to avoid the pursuers sent by Xifeng later, the second thing Hong Rixin did after forcing back the iron block could only be to leave here overnight, and the paper wrote that these were all smuggling docks that were still in operation in the city, and if Hong Rixin wanted to go, he would probably choose one of the routes.

However, the iron knows that these are just pretenses. If you escape by boat, the speed will be slow, and the range of motion will be greatly limited. If it is an ordinary offshore speedboat, then he can only smuggle to other nearby islands or adjacent continents, and the destination is easy to predict; In the case of an ocean-going vessel, its GPS equipment, which is necessary for the voyage, will show the ship's position and reveal its whereabouts. Iron saw that at the end of the series of piers was written the words "Seongnam Airport", and Sumire drew a large circle on it.

As Iron thought, this was the most likely smuggling route.

Seongnam Airport is the old airport of the city, and there are not many flights now. In its free time, it rents out some of its unused runways to local tycoons for their private jets to take off and land. Although the preparation time for escaping by private jet will be relatively long, and it is not suitable for taking off at night, including the formalities of preparing the airframe and reserving the runway, it will not be possible until this morning at the earliest. Although the time of the day and night was difficult, if the plan was successful, it would be too high for the Assassins to find him.

Like the iron, Sumire also saw through Hong Rixin's abacus, and the circle she drew is the best proof of this. At this time, she was probably rushing to the Seongnam Airport, which was not too far away, and if it was really as Iron expected, he immediately began to prepare to leave as soon as he left the house, then she might have arrived at the airport for a while now, and even began to make contact with Hong Rixin.

"Stupid, why don't you tell me!" The iron roared. He couldn't help but slap the steering wheel hard, and the car shook with it, startling another car that had just been overtaken by him.

Fortunately, at this time, he was close to the Chengnan Airport, and there were many fewer vehicles on the road than in the city center. Seeing that the entrance gate of the airport was closed, the iron block simply stepped on the accelerator to the end and crashed into it directly.

There was a loud bang, the alarm bell rang out, and the security guards also heard the sound, but these were not in the eyes of the iron block. His gaze quickly swept over the few cars in the parking lot, and at a glance he saw a luxury stretch sedan with a bulletproof shell. Those bulletproof designs came from the hands of experienced experts at a glance, and the iron block was immediately determined, this is Hong Rixin's car. As for the black cars of similar models parked next to them, they seemed to be driven by his subordinates.

Hong Rixin was not in his car, and the cars of those entourages were empty. I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, but Iron didn't see Sumire nearby. Maybe she hasn't arrived yet, or maybe she's already in contact with Hong Rixin.

"Gotta catch up!" The iron prayed in his heart.

However, he got out of the car and touched the exhaust pipes of the cars, which were almost devoid of residual heat, which made his fear even colder. He gave up the idea of stealth and ran up the stairs of the parking lot in five steps. Every time his leather shoes stepped on the ground, they reverberated and echoed on the iron steps, and the entire parking lot was alarmed, not to mention the enemies who were guarding the staircase exit. However, Tie Lun didn't want to, and only looked forward, because from here, it was the runway of the private jet.

"Don't mess around, don't mess around!" The iron prayed vigorously in his heart.

One corner was followed by fifteen steps, then the next and another fifteen, and the iron ran desperately, but suddenly stopped when he turned the last corner. In front of him, a great shadow stood in the way, which obscured all the hot sunlight and created artificial darkness in the vision of the iron block.

His heart sank to the bottom at once.

"You're here." Hong Rixin grinned, with the same kind tone as Peaceday. On his back-to-back face, his straight teeth were like white bones, and his eyes were as red as blood.

"It's a pity you're late."

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