"Martin and Maria are dead."

The two points of light on the screen faded from large to small, and Catherine stroked her earrings, which ached when she was emotional.

"Here's an email from Maria to the Agency."

Jack behind her slapped the sensor keyboard: "I'm turning around, you take a look." ”

Catherine opened the encrypted email, the contents were simple, and she read it carefully, "They met the Black Priest and his victims. Catherine muttered, "This email is timed, why not notify the agency immediately?" Why? ”

"Why?"

Jack latched leisurely into the gum.

"Money, Catherine, they have a crush on money, and the bounty offered by the parents of the missing children is already as high as fifty million dollars."

"Mary won't."

"But Martin will." Jack kicked the table, the swivel chair took him staggering around for half a circle, and he looked at Katherine from behind his brown sunglasses: "Don't do this, Catherine, you can't indulge your feelings like this, it won't do you any good." Now go report to the boss, and, apply, you know what to apply for, right? ”

"Maybe I can't be as 'sensible' as you are." Catherine accentuated the last two words: "But that doesn't mean I'm slower than you." Jane and Raul tracked down the Black Sacrifice in Venice 2 hours ago and have been confirmed by the Agency's Intelligence Department, so that means that Martin and Maria have encountered another dangerous guy, and according to the rules of the Agency, we as their direct superiors have the right to take over, and I will apply to the boss for immediate tracking. ”

"Thanks, Catherine, you're so understanding."

Jack yelled at her back, then put his feet on the spotless plexiglass table and lit a cigarette in a daze.

"Oh my God, I wanted a girl to be a partner when I had a problem with that part?"

He muttered to himself.

"Two jam omelets."

"Okay, right away, eighty cents in total."

Taking the egg roll from the vendor, Catherine took a bite of it, the hot, sweet, soft egg skin mixed with orange jam, and only this unusual sweetness could make her forget for a moment the indifference of Jack, the boss, and the other colleagues in the institution - neither cold nor enthusiastic, human life came to them with only a picture, a number, a reagent, or some other inorganic substance.

At the beginning of the 21st century, with the abundance of materials, the lack of spirit has become a tumor of human beings, and abnormal behaviors such as madness, crime, homosexuality, drug addiction and even suicide, which are ignored by traditional philosophy, are pervasive in every corner of society. The media that caters to people's dark psychological demands – whether it is newspapers, books, films, television, the Internet constantly exaggerating or creating new dangerous characters, cruel killers, shameless liars, perverted kidnappers...... They have become a kind of "weird" hero, and countless people copy their clothes, mannerisms, words, and even behaviors - of course, there are also people who disagree with this phenomenon, and this is the reason for the creation of institutions.

The agency, originally a small group similar to a private detective agency that struggled with "idol" criminals, grew almost tenfold after it was taken over by the government, with the majority of psychologists and theologians, the most insane of the two, as Catherine thought maliciously, even though she herself had a bachelor's degree in psychology.

It is not an easy thing to confront those who are close to demons, and in just five years, at least a third of the analysis team is schizophrenic or suicidal, at least, because there are still undiscovered missing people, and the casualty rate is even higher among the action group, that is, among the people in charge of hunting, and the death method is strange; Therefore, the members of the organization will never show any sympathy for those who are unfortunate, because maybe tomorrow, or even the next moment, they will end up in an even more miserable end, and with that little mercy time, it is better to analyze the information or enhance the ability, and maybe let others live a little longer.

"I'm just a little unused to it."

Catherine said softly.

"What not to get used to? My sentimental little bird, Jack bullying you again? ”

A girl about the same age as Catherine smiled from afar and beckoned to Catherine, "I'm going to dance, I'll comfort you when I come back." ”

"Thank you, Emma."

Emma smiled brightly again, and although she was a thousand meters away from Catherine, surrounded by a noisy crowd, she could easily hear her friend's response on her own.

The composition of the action team can be roughly divided into four types according to their purpose, the first is those who are attracted by the generous salary and the more attractive bounty - usually one-tenth; The second is those who come for revenge or anger because their relatives and friends or themselves have been brutally hurt or even killed; The third type is those who come to show their unique wisdom or ability. The fourth type is originally the offender...... Well, it sounds a little ridiculous, but what can know a wolf better than a wolf?

Emma is a third person, rich, young, beautiful, healthy, and has a warm home, she is different from Catherine and Mary.

"Maria......

She was an orphan like Catherine. Catherine thought, at least bring her a rose, she stroked the earrings again, although she couldn't touch anything, but she knew that there was a small chip inside, no, it doesn't explode or spew toxins like some science fiction novels, its only function is to confirm the wearer's location, life and death, according to the boss's words, even if you die, at least you can tell your companions where the criminal you hunted last appeared.

The point of light that belonged to Mary and the last place to disappear was Cape Town in Africa.

Due to the explosion of car 6 and the disappearance of passengers in car 2, "Rowos" had to delay its trip for the first time, and the passengers would be stranded in Cape Town for six hours before setting off again.

The passengers didn't complain too much about this, on the contrary, they were excited, you know, many of them had their hearts not beating so violently, terrorists, explosions, mysterious disappearances, all this was too dramatic! They even gathered in the dining car to sip the African specialty Pinotage red wine and Rooibos fragrant tea, and held a small tea party.

"Centenarians."

Anthony was half-kneeling on the ground with Sasha in his arms, and in front of them was a peculiar plant, a 4-meter-tall stem, only about 20 centimeters above the ground. There are two leathery leaves that grow from the top of the stem and are separated from the left and right, prostrate on the ground, the leaves are 30 cm wide and about 3 meters long.

"The longest can be 6-7 meters, it has only these two leaves for life, the base of the leaf is hard and thick, and constantly grows, the leaf tip that falls on the ground is soft and thin, constantly damaged, and after the mesophyll rots, only the wood fibers remain, coiled and bent...... You can touch it gently, it's not poisonous. ”

Sasha Yiyan stretched out his hand and stroked it, as if he was a little surprised, and the place where the leaves were rotten and worn was shocked.

"They can survive this self-tortured way of living for a hundred years...... It's an interesting plant. ”

The two of them, who had not been involved in the meaningless and interesting conversation, left Rowos early in the morning, and there were plenty of places to spend six hours in Cape Town, but Sasha chose the Ktens Burch National Botanical Garden.

Anthony was of course in favor of this proposal, and he was also trying to collect some special seeds and leaves to add some chic flavor to his life in the future.

It's a pity that this leisurely world of two people didn't last long, first Anthony felt a slight commotion not far behind him, and then Sa Couch let out a sigh, because she had heard someone running over while calling her father's name.

"Mr. Hopkins...... Doctor, you're a doctor, right? ”

The young woman shouted, trying to grab Anthony's arm.

Anthony stood up with Sasha in his arms, dodging the hand without a trace.

"I'm a doctor, is there anything I can do for you?"

"My son, my son, he was twitching so much all of a sudden...... I don't know what to do? ”

Sasha paid attention to her face, she was a very thin woman, her brown hair was neatly combed, her blue eyes were cloudy, her complexion was pale, she was wearing a very strict suit, she did not look like a person who likes to go out, she probably fell during the run just now, because the stockings on her calf had a large area of detached threads, and the skin inside also had red scratches.

Sasha remembers her name as Charis. White, also a passenger of "Rowvos".

At dinner the day before, according to the custom of "Rowos", when each guest entered the dining car, a waiter would respectfully announce her name, and since she was wearing the same suit at the time, Sasha recognized her almost immediately.

Eagerly leading the way ahead, she turned a corner, and Anthony and Sasha saw a little boy in orange clothes, about two years old, curled up under a tall phoenix tree, his limbs twitching.

Anthony put down the sand and knelt before the little boy, his lips purple, his eyes rolled up, and he was foaming horribly from his clenched teeth.

His mother began to cry hysterically.

"Quiet."

Anthony ordered, then flattened the child's face up, pinched his mouth to shove the twisted handkerchief inside, turned his head to one side, and unbuttoned his clothes.

The convulsions continued.

"Did you call the hospital?"

The young mother was overwhelmed, "I don't know the hospital phone number here. ”

"999 or 10177!"

Pedestrians shouted as they gathered around.

Sasha walked up to his father and took out the contents of his pocket and handed them to him.

Anthony took it, and it was a few small sticks of fresh grass that gave off a spicy scent. "Thank you." He smiled, then crushed the grass with his fingernails and pressed hard against the boy's nasolabial folds.

The convulsions miraculously stopped, and Hitomi gradually slipped back to his original place, and although he was still in a state of godlessness, it was evident that he was much better.

As the crowd grew, Anthony stood up, straightened his clothes, picked up the long-awaited Sasha, and slowly and unobtrusively retreated.

(To be continued)