The night is silent, and everything sleeps.

In the local cemetery of Xudu, the traces of night are becoming more and more conspicuous at this moment in this place of death far away from the Angel City.

The starlight was faint, and the glow of Helios only fainted in the clouds, indicating that tomorrow would be a rather bad day.

Despite its proximity to the Sea of Ink, Angel City receives very little rainfall, which is not unrelated to the eternal permafrost of the extremely cold Perlman Icefield in the north.

But little doesn't mean never, as tonight does, with thick rain clouds looming over the city, and in this sparsely populated area of the eastern suburbs, darkness reigns supreme in the darkness of the night.

Kramer and Robert were silent, and the two of them were lying on a small raised hill, which was open enough to observe movement in all directions.

At this time, there was still a long way to go from the 1410 area cemetery agreed upon by the email, and Kramer once again put on his goggles-style data collector, and he carefully observed his surroundings, not missing a single subtle change.

Right next to him, Robert. Kent's vision could not reach far, he could only vaguely see the few cemetery paths, the faint light from the street lamps that were still working normally, sprinkled to the dark Xudu cemetery, he could faintly feel the stone tombstones everywhere in the mountains, he imagined the fact that there must be a pair of dry bones under each monument, his heart was a little hairy, and everything he saw in his eyes looked gloomy.

"How's it going?" Robert asked Kramer in an inaudible voice, the presence of the mercenary at this time was the only way he could not be frightened by the situation around him.

But Kramer ignored him, just kept adjusting something with his fingers around the goggles.

"What if those Stannis guys find us? Did you say earlier that they could hack into Angel City's surveillance network......" Seeing that Kramer's open military-grade computer next to him didn't know what was being operated, Robert was a little worried about the ill-intentioned mercenaries.

These guys who have been trying to kidnap him are almost useless, and they have masterful means and have taken great pains to round him up, is it really to let him go to the same time as Michael. Conway, the actual controller of "Hope Forever" to meet? That's impossible! He made a sure conclusion in his mind.

"This device can blur our faces." Kramer pulled out the small monitor-like device in his arms, which Robert had seen mercenaries use to observe spherical surveillance information.

"You're saying he emits interference that can blur our faces in any surveillance device?" Robert tried to piece together his true explanation from Kramer's brief words, and Kramer only tilted his head slightly, making a 'what else could he do'.

Robert was not used to the grim indifference he had experienced when he first met the mercenary since he had agreed to come to the cemetery, but he was completely relieved to think that the mercenary might have to do so because he had to get into the role, after all, what he needed was a mercenary he could trust, not a strange-tempered but gentle-hearted roommate.

"Haven't you shown up yet? It's almost time. Seeing that Kramer still didn't answer, Robert had to turn his body slightly in a boring way, he lay down beside the mercenary, looked up at the starry sky, and looked for a long time, but he couldn't even see the brightest ones.

"Don't make a sound, she's coming." Just when Robert thought that there would be no follow-up to this meeting, Kramer suddenly tensed up and warned him.

Robert hurriedly reversed his body again, he cautiously crawled behind the hill to reveal a pair of eyes, and sure enough, he found that in the distant cemetery path, a figure was slowly approaching the target location.

"It looks like it's a woman." Robert struggled to make out the man's figure, and Kramer was already checking the magnified image of the distant woman's face with the data on the computer next to him with his goggles.

"She's right...... Linda. Allister. Kramer announced to Robert.

"Are you sure?" Robert couldn't believe it.

"Sure." Kramer told him coldly.

He closed the military-grade computer, reversed it, opened a hidden compartment behind the suitcase-shaped computer, and removed a block-shaped object from it.

He tugged and twisted the object, revealing it quickly, and Robert was surprised to find that it was actually a spear with a strange style.

Kramer's fingers flicked on the knob next to the goggles, and he removed the cable, connecting the goggles on his head to the spear in his hand, and the single mirror in front of him was already the focal length of the barrel in his hand.

"As I told you before, go over first, and I'll help you keep an eye on your surroundings, remember, if anything goes unusual, run to me immediately, understand?" The mercenary patiently whispered the plan again, and he lay on the hill with his head pressed against the spear mounted.

"Understood, so how do I get over now?" Robert looked at him as if he was facing a great enemy, and couldn't help but ask nervously.

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Rushing down the hill with a low body, Robert quickly came to a cemetery path, it was pitch black all around, but the soft light of the dusk shone on the ground in front of him, thinking that Kramer was watching his whereabouts with a long-range weapon in his hand, and he couldn't help but feel a little relieved, but he still felt uneasy in the face of any possible destination ahead.

As he approached the cemetery, he finally saw the woman's back. She wore a normal pale yellow cotton dress, and stood with her back turned under the faint street lamp, her shoulders as if she were swaying slightly.

Robert approached her boldly, but when his footsteps sounded behind her, the woman did not look back, and Robert heard a slight sob.

"Hi ......," Robert said first.

Linda...... Allister? He asked the woman in a whisper.

His words finally made the woman turn around, only to see that her face was full of tears, and the light makeup on her cheeks had been washed away by tears.

"It's me, Robert. Kent. Robert signaled that she didn't need to be nervous, and he walked quickly to the front, and finally recognized the other party in the darkness as the security committee employee in Quinken's video, detonating Tom. Linda of the Holland space station. Allister.