Instead of directly stating her attitude, the Night Pearl took out a coin.

"Toss a coin to decide, head up, you can do whatever you want, word up, you can only rest in peace, use your brain, give orders, specific actions, all arranged by me. How?" she asked.

Flipping a coin for divination is the easiest, but it is often the best way to resolve conflicts.

I nodded, and the Night Pearl immediately flicked its fingers, and the coin flew more than three feet high, tumbling in the air, and finally fell into her palm, and the word was up.

"You are only responsible for giving orders, and I will arrange the rest. Night Pearl said.

"Show me the coin. I said.

She submissively reached out and put the coin into my palm.

This is a new version of the Japanese coin with a face value of one yen. Oddly enough, it seems to be much denser than a regular nickel alloy coin, heavy, and very overwhelming.

"Platinum coins?" I asked.

"Yes. "The Pearl of the Night did not deny it, frankly admitted.

"A commemorative coin unique to the Japanese Imperial Family, and a symbol of the Imperial Family?" I asked.

There has been a lot of media coverage about the "Japanese Imperial Family Platinum Coin", and it has been hyped up to $5,000 a piece on the black market.

"Yes, you're right, but to me, it's just a commemorative coin, and it has nothing to do with my identity. Night Pearl said.

I gave it back the platinum coins and didn't say anything more.

Ye Mingzhu's subordinates worked very efficiently, and reported an hour later: "It has been ascertained that Sheng Pinhua, the blue devil hand, had entrusted the two express companies of SF Express, Shentong and China Post to send a total of ten transnational express deliveries, each of which was exactly the same, and the internal goods were exactly the same, all of which were dried sea cucumber goods, sent to ten different cities in the United States, and the box size was six feet in length, three feet in height, and two feet in thickness. Ten express customs declaration documents have been found, three express delivery to Qingdao Port, two are on the way to Qingdao Port, the other five by air transport, currently left in the Jinan General Warehouse of China Post, five hours later sent to Shanghai Pudong Airport. ”

I immediately ordered: "Send someone to intercept the freight company's van on the road, inspect it as soon as possible, and if you find someone in the box, take a photo back immediately to confirm." Another person was sent to Qingdao non-stop, and the workflow was the same. I will personally check these five boxes in Jinan, that is, now, leave immediately!"

The appearance of the ten boxes made me more confident in my judgment, and I further asserted that the box containing the "Lord of the Sharks" must have been the last to be sent, and it was in the general warehouse of China Post at this moment.

The Blue Devil Hand is a human, not a god, so the operation of any project follows the human mind. The first international courier is a disguise, like a decoy target on a shooting range, used to disrupt the shooter's line of sight. He sent out a box of this size, which must have added an oxygen generator inside to ensure the safety of the hostages' lives.

China Post's main warehouse is located at the Gaijiagou Freight Base, about 20 kilometers away, and it takes up to half an hour to drive by elevated road.

"I'll take someone. Night Pearl said.

"I have to go, because I have a bad feeling right now that there must be some kind of connection between Chen Dingkang and the 'Lord of the Sharks!'" I finally voiced my concerns.

I initially only characterized this incident as "Chen Dingkang using himself as bait", but I didn't have any doubts about Chen Dingkang, let alone "why did the Blue Devil hold Chen Dingkang hostage".

It is indeed time to reconsider the issue of Tran's identity.

"You must not go, we set a trap for the Blue Devil, who knows that he will not set a trap for us? Mr. Xia, I must warn you, everything is full of blessings and misfortunes, if you ignore this, even the saint will overturn halfway, let alone you and me. I've changed my mind, and not only can't you go out, but I won't go out, just sit here and command remotely. We are alive, we are the biggest winner, the enemy has nothing to do, even if there is a trap, it is just to cut off our hands and feet, tentacles, will not hurt the vital point. Okay, I'll make another pot of ginseng tea, and then we'll sit down in the tent and listen to the good news from the people—" said the Night Pearl.

My heartbeat is accelerating, you know, once the "Lord of the Shark Man" is arrested, all the disasters caused by the Shark Man that I have been facing for a long time can be written off, and Jingguan Xiaowu and Lian Chengbi can get rid of the predicament and become new people.

In the next move, there is no room for mistakes.

It's not that I don't trust the people of the Night Pearl, but the stakes are very high, and I can only be completely relieved if I go out in person.

"Mr. Xia, if you leave the bomb shelter, you will definitely regret it. Night Pearl reminded loudly in the kitchen.

"If I don't go out, I will really regret it. I whispered in response.

In the face of the complicated situation of struggle, I had to repeatedly admonish myself to be vigilant, to believe in what I could control, and not to believe in what I could not do by myself.

Night Pearl came out with a tea tray, the expression on her face was sincere and serious: "Mr. Xia, please believe my subordinates, they are all international mercenaries who have experienced a hundred battles, as long as the goal is clear, they can be captured." ”

I bowed my head and was silent, and suddenly thought of one more thing: "Tell the person who has entered the Sky Eye System to fully monitor the Blue Devil Hand and report his whereabouts at any time." When necessary, fully close the net and catch turtles in the urn. ”

In fact, in the process of tracking international courier boxes, the Blue Devil has always been a terrible variable. If his presence is ignored, the people of the Night Pearl are in danger.

The Night Pearl immediately sent an order to everyone to beware of the Blue Devil's hand.

The taste of this pot of tea is excellent, intoxicating, and it also made me forget about the fighting and killing on the rivers and lakes for a while.

"Good tea must be shared with bosom friends to drink the best taste in it. Good tea is rare, and bosom friends are even more rare, the former is one in a thousand, and the latter is one in a thousand. Mr. Xia, after today's battle, I hope that everyone can form an alliance to forge mutual strength and make progress together. "The smile of the night pearl is very gentle, and the voice is also very beautiful, like a lullaby, gently playing in my ears.

"I can really breathe a sigh of relief if I capture the 'Lord of the Sharks' and the Blue Devil alive and reverse the decline in one fell swoop. I said.

These are all words from the heart, 51 area has given me a lot of pressure, if I can't even win the Blue Devils, I will no longer be qualified to fight against the Americans.

"Everyone has a dream, what will you do if you catch the 'Lord of the Sharks'?" asked Night Pearl.

I was suddenly asked because I had never thought about it.

The reason why Lian Chengbi was trapped in the "Koi Vampire Bureau" was because he lost his soul after being held hostage by the merman. The "Lord of the Sharks" was able to crack this matter and save Lianchengbi first.

After that, Chen Dingkang - no, I have a new perspective on Chen Dingkang, he is definitely not as simple as the Pirate King of the Seven Seas.

"Mr. Xia, if you are hesitant in your heart, you can hand over the 'Lord of the Sharks' to me first. I've built secret underground bases in many places where I can hide him anywhere and make sure the enemy can't find it. Night Pearl said.

"And then, what to do with him?" I asked.

"He is the overlord of the East China Sea, and he has too many secrets hidden on him, and he needs to be interrogated slowly to sort them out one by one. It's a daunting task, maybe a year, maybe 10 or 20 years. In short, I can promise that we will absolutely share all the secrets told by the 'Lord of the Sharks', and that any treasure will be split in two-"

Night Pearl's words are very pertinent, only by sharing interests, everyone can cooperate longer.

Before she could finish her words, the teacup in her hand suddenly shook.

Almost at the same time, I smelled a great killing force coming from the air.

"There is a strong enemy appearing, I will set up an illusion array, you stand back, don't act rashly!" Night Pearl whispered a warning.

For some reason, I became very nervous. If the Night Pearl's illusion can block the hands of the Blue Devil, it will surely confuse any enemy, and my worries seem to be completely unnecessary.

Entering through the passage was an elderly American in a suit and leather shoes and carrying a suitcase. He had a short gray beard, gray hair, a sun-red face, sunken eyes, and a high nose...... If he hadn't appeared here at this moment, it is likely that some people would have thought of him as a foreign university teacher.

Indeed, on various university campuses in Jinan, you can often see this kind of person, and those ignorant girls who worship foreign people like to embrace this kind of person the most, and experience the wonderful taste of being pegged and cared for by foreign uncles.

The foreigner strode over to the table and gently placed the black leather case in his hand on the table.

"Such a good place, there is no one? Could it be that I went wrong, this is not the best speakeasy in Jinan?" the foreigner said to himself in Chinese.

Night Pearl didn't speak, just stared at each other coldly.

Just like just now, this foreigner should not be able to see me and the Night Pearl, but only an empty house.

"Well, wait here, since you have asked me to meet at this address, there must be a reason for him. I've never been someone else's Godot, and I really hope I don't have to be embarrassed to wait for Godot and Godot not to come. Okay, okay, don't say any more, I've really talked too much today, and my tongue is tired. The foreigner lowered his head and muttered to himself, unaware of the existence of me and the Night Pearl.

The Night Pearl's people controlled the entire passage, and without her permission, it was unlikely that outsiders would break in.

I held my breath and watched the foreign man intently.

His hands lay flat on the table, revealing two ancient tattoos on the back of his hands.

"Go, go. "The Pearl of the Night suddenly announced me with a mouth.

Her face was extremely serious, and the corners of her mouth were pursed like a longbow ready to fire.

"The kitchen, behind the cupboards, the secret door—go!" the Night Pearl warned with a second lip sync.

Without hesitation, I immediately stood on tiptoe and walked to the kitchen, trying not to make a sound.

The American's aura was very strong, and I clearly felt that the air in the bomb shelter was stagnant because of his appearance, which made me and the Night Pearl unconsciously hold our breath, and our spirits were extremely nervous.

On the back of his left hand is an ancient Chinese dragon seal, and on the back of his right hand is a snake-headed scepter of an Egyptian pharaoh.

Both represent totalitarianism, and those who possess them have held the power of life and death in ancient times, making the people of the world kneel and bow down.

If my guess is correct, he is the teacher of the Blue Devil, a super agent of Area 51 codenamed "Your Majesty".

"This place is so weird—" His Majesty muttered, pulling a penlight from his pocket.

An ordinary flashlight has only one head, which can only shine in one direction, but what he took out was a five-head flashlight, and there was another bulb at the end of the flashlight, which was equivalent to a six-head flashlight.

Night Pearl's face was even more ugly, and with a drop of his hands, he pulled out two pistols and silently aimed them at His Majesty's face.

With such a close separation, as long as she pulls the trigger, His Majesty will definitely die.

His Majesty placed the flashlight on the table, and the five lampheads pointed in the left, right, front, back, and upper directions. He flicked the power switch, and the five lampheads lit up together.

Just the enemy of illusion, the Night Pearl had long expected this. When Her Majesty turned on the power supply, the index fingers of both hands also pulled the trigger at the same time.

I saw her arms tremble sharply, due to the recoil of the short gun.

His Majesty was not shot, but leaned back in the middle of a fire, and two bullets flew past the tip of his nose.

Night Pearl shot while retreating, hit me in the back, and shouted: "Hurry up, you can't be provoked, you can afford to hide, go quickly!"

The above things happened in more than ten seconds, and before I reached the kitchen door, His Majesty had already seen through the illusion of the Night Pearl, and a fight was inevitable.