By the time Ye Qingxuan's carriage arrived, the Tower of Judgment had been broken into two. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The flames had been extinguished, and smoke billowed out, then dissipated in the summoned hurricane.

The half-shattered tower collapsed to the ground, crushed the walls, and plunged headlong into the building of a certain department, like a sharp sword, splitting one building into two.

The Knights Templar had been ordered to enter the city and isolate the entire place.

In order to prevent unrest, the Order even sent a detachment of Gospel armor, sixteen Gospel armor hung high in the sky, and the sighing greatsword had been dyed red with blood.

The chaos was forcibly suppressed before it germinated, but when Ye Qingxuan saw this scene, he still couldn't help but gasp.

The revolutionary army actually caused such a big mess in the Holy City?

"What's going on?"

The wolf flute looked at the sweaty warden.

In the midst of imprisonment and custody, the warden's face turned pale and he was trembling and speechless. If such a big thing happens, even if it is not his crime, I am afraid that this warden will come to an end.

A member of the Silent Mechanism in a black uniform stepped forward and whispered a few words to the Wolf Flute, whose face turned iron-blue.

"Those bastards!"

He gritted his teeth, "I hijacked the new-type airship that was tested and lifted off today, and directly smashed into the Tower of Judgment! Fortunately, a radius of several kilometers is a martial law zone, and there are no civilians, otherwise it would be ......."

Ye Qingxuan was silent and looked back in the direction of the city center.

What if those guys just hit there......

Thinking of the consequences at that time, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but gasp.

Soon, a twisted, pitch-black airboat was cleared from the rubble. In the roaring movement, the steel flying bird that was tens of meters long and weighed sixteen tons was suspended in the air, which was already unrecognizable.

"What about casualties?" asked the wolf flute.

"Forty-four died. ”

The investigator replied: "Injured people...... Almost everywhere. Most of the prisoners have now been transferred to the other two prisons, and some of them tried to riot and escape, and more than 30 people died. ”

With that, he glanced up at the heavenly Gospel armor and sighed silently that the blood on the greatsword had not yet dried.

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and looked at the wolf flute.

"Is it worth it?" he asked.

Was it really worth it to pay such heavy casualties at the beginning in order to find out the plans of the revolutionary army?

"Even if we don't investigate, they're going to rob the prison. ”

The pupils of the wolf flute flashed a manic green light: "Those bastards, they are really bold...... It made such a big news. ”

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, stepped on the broken tower through the crack, and stared at the Tower of Judgment where the black smoke had not dissipated in the distance.

To put it mildly, it doesn't matter if the Holy City is unlucky.

He was more worried about something else......

Soon, Wolf Flute threw a pass into his arms, and the two of them walked through layers of martial law and defenses to the Tower of Judgment. The more upwards you go, the more tragic the scene becomes.

As we reached the breach, the stairs were covered in dried blood, and when we stepped on them, we felt a disgusting sticking touch.

Seven bodies were not buried by the broken wall, frozen in the increasingly cold winds of the air, and even the blood froze.

A silent musician crouched next to the corpse, his fingers running over the wound, "It's a quick hand, and in an instant the throat is slit - the person who did it was someone he didn't expect, and he didn't react until he died." ”

"Guilty?"

"Perhaps. The silent musician bowed: "I can't rule out the possibility of illusion." ”

Ye Qingxuan stood in front of the broken cell door, staring down at the rudimentary room—this was Charles's cell. But inside is already in ruins.

He bent down and carefully tossed a few pieces of shredded paper from the broken bed board.

It was a graffiti drawn by Charles when he was bored, ugly and casual, without the slightest value.

Someone stopped him, "This is evidence, you can't take it." ”

Ye Qingxuan didn't move, just looked up at him. The wolf flute stopped the man: "It's not an important thing, let him take it." ”

The man hesitated and nodded.

Ye Qingxuan carefully stacked them and sandwiched them in the notebook he carried with him.

The silent musician next to him opened his eyes, "The reading of the aether on the scene is complete, the noise is too disturbing, they have brought an interference device, and all the records we can read are covered." ”

The wolf flute waved his hand, "Put as much as you can find." ”

Soon, in the low sound of the cello, the chaotic aether converged, and the light and shadow reappeared.

In the noisy and white patches of the image, only a few blurry figures can be seen, and a few fragments flashed intermittently. I could vaguely see that the group of people rushed in and opened the killing ring.

Konstantin came out of the cage and put on a black coat.

Finally stretched out his hand and said something to whom.

As if sensing a peep from the future, in the corner, a figure suddenly raised its head, and on the blurred face, a pair of purple strange eyes were breathtaking.

The footage came to an abrupt end, and all records were cleaned.

"There's nothing left. ”

Wolf Flute sighed, "How did those bastards go?" Don't tell me, we don't even know how those bastards left. ”

“...... There is worse news. ”

A musician with white gloves handed over a shoe, the style of the shoe is old-fashioned and ugly, size 40, the shoe is printed with the logo of the Holy Pardon Department, which is the winter shoes issued to prisoners in prison, but it is not warm, and the prisoners generally report that this thing wears the diaphragm and requires several layers of toilet paper.

The wolf flute was stunned for a moment, took the shoe, drew the knife, and pried open the sole of the shoe, and a piece of metal the size of a fingernail fell from the crack and fell to the ground, making a cool and crisp sound.

He fell silent.

It was Charles' shoes.

The Silence Mechanism places a trait tracking medium into Charles' shoes, allowing them to locate and range Charr at any time in the future. Unexpectedly, this shoe was not worn on Charles, but appeared here.

A group of escaped prisoners who are racing against time have the leisure to change their shoes in prison?

Or is this one the only shoe that has been replaced?

Now that the shoe is exposed, what about the Charles?

"It's not necessarily as bad as you think. ”

Ye Qingxuan took the shoes, his expression was not angry or anxious, his eyes were silent, and after a long time, he said: "This shoe may have been deliberately thrown here by him." ”

"Huh?" Wolf Flute frowned, "He doesn't have a reason to do this, does he?"

"It could be a signal to us. ”

Ye Qingxuan fell into a deep groan: "He may have found something, in order to remind us, he can only take off this shoe...... Take off ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned, and soon, he looked up and looked at the wolf flute: "Search the ruins, there is only one shoe on the foot of the corpse!"

Ten minutes later, a collapsing wall was lifted, revealing the crushed corpses below.

On the bare left foot of the corpse, there was nothing.

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, and his fingers were measured.

Not big, not too small, that foot was exactly forty yards.

"Sure enough......"

Ye Qingxuan muttered softly, and his expression became gloomy.

His suspicion was confirmed: Charles took off his shoes on his own initiative. Because he found out that if he wore shoes, he would definitely reveal his identity.

He looked back at the wolf flute.

"Now there are two possibilities. ”

His voice sounded directly from the heart of the wolf flute: "Among the people who came to the rescue, there was a master of the Apocalyptic School, who cleaned all the records of the scene, and will find the medium in the shoes, and Charles had to throw away his shoes. ”

"What about the other one?"

"The other is even worse. ”

Ye Qingxuan's voice became cold: "In order to protect himself, Xia Er had to change a shoe. Maybe even the people of the revolutionary army already knew that there was a problem with the shoes of the undercover agents.

Other words......

- Silent mechanism, there is an inner ghost. ”

The wolf flute was silent, and his expression turned iron-blue.

"Whether there is a ghost or not, it is not certain now, for the sake of the current plan, we must first find where Charles and they are. Otherwise the whole undercover scheme is simply a joke. ”

Ye Qingxuan asked, "The Silent Mechanism won't only be prepared with such a hand, right?"

"There are others. ”

Wolf Flute: "Before he went to prison, to make sure that everything was safe, I personally injected Charles with tracking potion. Within a few months, he would have some endocrine problems, sweat more, and it would remain longer. As long as he is in the Holy City, my wolf will be able to find him.

However, it takes time to ......"

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, and slowly bowed his head: "For today's plan, it can only be like this." Let's hope there won't be any surprises for the Charles. ”

No one could have imagined that the undercover scheme would be in trouble from the very beginning.

After losing all clues, you can only wait passively.

From that day on, the Charles and the Revolutionary Army disappeared.

There is no one in life, and no corpse in death. (To be continued.) )