Su Mengfan left the council hall and went directly to Schaefer's tent.

Finding that Schaefer was not in the tent, he lay down on the sofa.

Thinking about the previous meeting and from the conversation with the Great Elder, Su Mengfan found out.

His younger brother is not as simple as he thought, if he is not mistaken, he has the same strong spiritual power as himself.

And the elders of those councils also fancy his special ability.

And through that fantasy in the library - the experience of sneaking to the ground with Artyom and other children as a child. From the contrast of Artyom's actions at that time, it can be seen that Artyom's is not simple.

And his so-called "child of destiny" is too inferior to him.

It didn't take long for Olmedo to come in, look at Su Mengfan, and speak directly.

"Alcohen, get ready, we'll get out later."

"Where?"

"We're going to Slykensk Street, Hunter asked you to come over, not to let you come on vacation. Artyom has been taken away by Colonel Melnik, and I need to take you on a mission.

So you have to follow my orders along the way, and I hope you don't run around. I'm not as talkative as Hunter.

I don't know what you've made a deal with those elders, I need to take you to Slidensk Street Station and listen to the presence of a big worm there."

Su Mengfan obeyed Olmedo's order, packed up his things, and followed behind Olmedo. bμtν

On the side of the platform leading to the station on Slidenskkaya Street, half of the passage was blocked by concrete weapons bunkers with narrow gun cracks, as well as metal grilles.

Two sentries were on duty, and after Olmedo chatted with them in short, unintelligible words, one of the guards opened the hinge lock and pushed open the grille.

Along one side of the tunnel ran a winding black insulated wire, on which were hung faint lamps every ten or ten.

Even such poor lighting is a luxury for Su Mengfan.

However, after three hundred paces, the wires parted, and there was another sentry waiting for them in this place.

The patrolmen were not uniformed, but they looked much more serious than the soldiers at Kursk.

One of them saw that it was Olmedo, nodded to him, and let him pass.

Olmedo stopped at the edge of the illuminated place, and he took a flashlight from his bag and turned it on.

After a few hundred meters, a sound was heard in front of me, and the light of a flashlight appeared.

Olmedo's submachine gun quietly slipped off his shoulder and fell into his own hands.

Su Mengfan learned from him, and it was most likely another patrol from Vasilyevich Station.

Two strong men wearing thick coats with fake leather collars and armed weapons are arguing with three vendors.

The patrolmen wore round knitted hats on their heads, and each had night vision devices hanging from the shawl straps on their chests.

There were two vendors with weapons, but Su Mengfan bet that they were just merchants.

The large bags of rags, the map of the tunnels in their hands, the peculiar rogue appearance, and the eyes that flashed actively under the beam of a flashlight, all of which he had seen many times.

They usually let vendors into all the stations casually.

However, it seems that no one wants them to come to Vasilyevich station.

One of the businessmen tried to convince a patrolman.

A tall, lanky, long-bearded man in a tight-fitting padded jacket said, "Well, then, man, we're passing through."

Another merchant echoed him, a short and fat man with hair hanging down to his eyes, and he said, "Our belongings are here, see for yourselves, we are going to trade at Vasilyevich Station."

And the third began to say, "What harm have we done you? Only the benefits, look here, just new jeans, sure to fit your size, name brand, I will

They're given to you for free."

The sentry shook his head silently, blocking their path.

However, he reacted immediately, and at the very moment when the vendors thought he had acquiesced, he tried to take a step forward, and the two sentries slashed and pulled the bolts of their submachine guns almost simultaneously.

Olmedo and Su Mengfan stood behind them and walked away.

Although Olmedo laid down his arms, his attitude remained tense.

One of the rangers began to count: "Stop! I gave the bell and turned away. This is the security station, they don't allow anyone to come here ... Four ......"

One of the vendors became agitated: "But how can we get there, or through the Moscow Metro Line 5?"

The other shook his head obediently and tugged at his sleeve as the merchants lifted their bags from the ground and dragged them back.

After waiting for a minute, Olmedo gave Su Mengfan a gesture, and they began to follow the vendors towards Slitensk Street Station.

As they passed the sentry, one of them nodded quietly to Olmedo and placed two fingers on his head as if in salute.

When they passed through the cordon by themselves, Su Mengfan asked curiously, "Safe station? What does that mean?" The latter said, "Go back and ask again."

He stopped Su Mengfan from asking any more questions.

So Su Mengfan and Olmedo tried to stay away from the vendors walking in front of them, but their voices became closer, and then they suddenly stopped.

By the time the beam of the lamp shone on their faces, they had not yet taken twenty steps.

Someone nervously shouted, "Hey! Who's there? What do you want?" Su Mengfan could hear the voice of one of the businessmen.

Olmedo replied clearly: "Calm down, let's go, we won't disturb you, we're going to Slidensk Street Station."

After they had deliberated, they said from the darkness, "Come on, let's let you go first, we don't need to go in such a hurry." Olmedo shrugged his shoulders angrily and calmly walked forward.

After walking 30 meters, the three vendors were waiting for them.

When Su Mengfan and Olmedo arrived, the merchants politely put their goods on the floor and let them pass.

Olmedo began to move forward as if nothing had happened, but Su Mengfan noticed that his steps had changed.

Now he walked quietly, as if he wanted to suppress the noise.

Although the vendors immediately followed them, Olmedo did not look at them once.

Su Mengfan himself tried to restrain his desire to turn around for a long time, which lasted for about three minutes, and finally he looked back.

A nervous voice came from behind: "Hey!"

Olmedo stopped and said, "Wait there!" Su Mengfan began to feel confused.

Why did Ormedo respond so obediently to these insignificant merchants?