He saw everything, but never said anything.

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Frankfurt.

The A105e woke up, the cabin overhead lights were flickering regularly, and he was blocking the light with one hand, first a "4", then two "2". The A105e turns off the alarm clock, and only then can the phone ring.

"Hey."

DE-1752, a waterway transport aircraft with GSM/electromagnetic signal shielding terminals installed at the end and end, is equivalent to forcing the flight mode on the person, and the effect is immediately turned off 40 seconds after landing.

I have to say that this person's understanding of himself is very dramatic, to the point that he wakes up at a few o'clock and is under control. 105e smiled bitterly, this information is thorough, I'm afraid that it will be unstable to sneak out of the site in the middle of the night to eat supper.

"Arrived?"

Nonsense.

"That," 105e stared at the time. "Have you-"

“meiyou，cmn。” "Half of the suitcase is already stuffed with 'useful things,' and the vehicle is in the garage behind the airport," the former said. ”

"But how do I get off the plane?" The 105E opened the blinds, revealing a row of car fronts in his eyes.

"Oh..."

○

105e felt like he was out of shit luck.

Because it was Roza's body, he didn't quite fit in.

Five minutes ago, he ran to the flight attendant locker room to change into a uniform and the largest hat that was close to his body, and his freehand pace was not much different from that of the staff who helped carry things in the eyes of outsiders. 105e followed the most crowded group around to the baggage drop to retrieve the suitcase, and took a long breath.

"I didn't recognize it, and it didn't look like a professional PR team." 105e said in the crypto channel.

"That's congratulations." The other said, "Our safe station—"

Communication was cut off.

105e frowned, and he ripped off his overalls, crumpled them into a sealed bag, tossed them into the trash can next to them, and tried to reconnect them.

There was no signal, 105e leaned on the box, and suddenly considered a question, is it because of good character to pass the test?

Or maybe they didn't look for him.

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3:27 a.m. Beijing time.

A Knobo M600 lies on the side of the highway with the front lid removed and the stopped engine emitting blue-white burnt smoke.

The man held up a page in front of his eyes with his forged identity written on it:

Sweep the bridge

"Ited Studios" CG Producer (Real or Unknown) - Destroyed

Cook, █████ - destroyed

Politicians, schizophrenic - destroyed

International students, arsonists - destroyed

Professor of Social Psychology, Paranoia – null

HR thinks that he doesn't have to fake his name, and he is already a genuine paranoid.

HR grabbed the two 0.5cm diameter cables of lead-acid batteries and inserted them into the input groove, and closed the graphite covers.

Racing all the way from the polluted area to here, I actually forgot to lubricate the engine. HR sighed and pulled over the empty barrel of "flammables", and a flashing red match followed the piece of paper in his hand and fell inside, splashing with blazing light.

Hang out begins.

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3:52。

Xie Xianpeng checked the message twice to make sure that he had not missed a single piece of information.

The timer began to count down at 14:59:59, Xie Xianpeng closed the door, just lit the fire, and remembered. He jumped out of the car and walked to the adjacent garage, where he pressed the knobs and behind the folding bezel was a Mercedes with the first operators installing the limiting agent.

Car park 4/E is located below the overlap of the two viaducts, and the entrance building is a concrete prism with orange and black markings on the outside. Xie Xianpeng relied on the rearview mirror and 360-degree steering wheel to get through that narrow path, and the dolphin-like body quietly cut into the alleyway, honking twice with natural force and duration.