In the midst of the dark tide, speaking day is approaching, which will be Aureliano's last and biggest speech before the start of the campaign, and will be held in the most prosperous downtown square of the 17th arrondissement.

It is conservatively estimated that at least thousands of citizens will go to the downtown area tomorrow.

"I said, what is going on with the eldest sister this time? Tomorrow is the day of the speech. ”

On the eve of the speech, there were different voices in the ranks of law enforcers.

According to the original plan of the combat meeting, they should have persuaded Aureliano to postpone or change the location of the speech, but since the unhappy break up that day, Lu Xiang asked all the law enforcers to withdraw from the downtown area, making it clear that he didn't want to care about the mayoral candidate's life or death.

Although they don't have much friendship with the candidates, there is a Demoman on the Black Hand's team, and if he is allowed to detonate a bomb in the downtown area, the damage will be untold to the eye.

Thousands of lives may have been lost in the explosion in the blink of an eye.

"The eldest sister must have her plans."

Another member of the special operations team said, "When have you ever seen the eldest sister act in a hurry?" ”

On this night, the members of the special operations team volunteered to work overtime, and after learning of the existence of the killer, they also had trouble sleeping, and staying in the compound of the law enforcers could at least ensure that they could gather at the first time to rush to the scene immediately.

"That's right...... However, my eyelids kept jumping, and I always had a sense of foreboding. ”

"I advise you to watch less superstitious things, your eyelids are jumping just because you haven't rested well in the past few days, anyway, there is nothing to do now, you go to sleep for a while, I'm watching here, and I'll wake you up as soon as there is a wind and grass."

……

Tonight, the Special Operations Group was not the only one working overtime.

Song Lan once again broke the routine of falling asleep, left home at night, and went to the downtown area with Almon.

If explosives are to be planted, the night before the presentation is a great time to get started.

The Enforcer's enemies were all working through the night, so how could he sleep well as a member of the Enforcer's department?

Almond was self-defeating.

During the events of Princess Sun, he has built up confidence that he should take another step forward in the path of the enforcer.

And compared to logistics and saving people, tonight is the first time he has really faced those heinous criminals.

Excitement overcame fear, and walking through the nightlit 17th arrondissements made him feel like he was doing something for the city.

is no longer the one who is helped, but uses his strength to help others.

"Hell, aren't these people sleepy?"

Song Lan parked her bicycle on the side of the road, although it was past ten o'clock, the street was still full of people, and for those who lingered here, it seemed to be the beginning of the nightlife.

The colorful lights made his eyes hurt, and the downtown area at night was even more lively than during the day.

It is also the place where the poor and the rich meet the most.

A girl who is dressed up as glamorous as she can, hoping to change her life after an encounter; It is like a candle in the wind, and it looks like the office workers who are about to run out of lights but run to the bar without hesitation.

At the other end of the street, there is a hovercar shaped more stylishly than the other, and a black-clad bodyguard almost carved out of a mold.

At this moment, two very different worlds are converging on the same street.

Song Lan took a little observation and found that he was the only one of so many people riding a bicycle, which made him look out of place in the whole street.

It's weird.

Don't people in the 17th arrondissement like to ride bicycles?

Energy saving and environmental protection at the same time, he can also exercise, he has always been very satisfied with the MK-II he bought, basically go out of the car without leaving his hand.

He was already considering whether to use his position to promote the benefits of cycling at the end of the third issue of the Enforcer's Handbook.

"Master, where are the criminals now?"

Almond looked around curiously, and all he saw was a group of people who were entertaining to the point of madness.

"See? At the end of this street is the central square of the downtown area, where Aureliano will give his speech tomorrow. ”

Seeing that there was no one around, Song Lan whispered.

Although he had been mentally prepared before coming, after visiting the scene in person, he really admired the courage of the other party - the architectural style of the downtown area is almost all high-rise buildings with dozens of floors, in addition to the office buildings of large enterprises, there are hotels, Fengyue places, bars and other mixed places.

With so many high-rise buildings crowded together, it is bound to cause a cluster of lanes and extremely complex terrain, and even he, a non-expert who has only been exposed to shooting games, can easily see that there are almost dozens of points here that can build a downtown square.

What's more, unlike in the real world, these buildings are not textures, and each room is accessible to people, and it is impossible to know exactly where the other party is hiding until the sniper fires.

Song Lan had to criticize Aureliano's comrades - how did you dare to choose such a place to give a speech in the first place?

This is undoubtedly bad news for the law enforcement department.

Because their potential mayor is a very security-conscious person.

However, the target they have to deal with tonight is not the Sniper, but the notorious Demoman of the Black Hand, who has caused thousands of casualties due to explosions in their previous assassination attempts.

Obviously, the other party does not belong to the type of professionalism and will never involve people other than the target.

"Let's go see what's going on down there, they've blasted under the podium in the last seven assassination attempts."

"Understood, Master!"

Elmon's eyes lit up, and he floated straight towards the podium.

At the same time, a man of five years and three thickness gets off the subway, his skin is tanned, he is wearing a shirt that contrasts strongly with his size, and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, giving people a sense of contradiction between Sven and wild.

The man hummed a little song and seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

He walked slowly to the end of the subway station, pushed open the glass door marked "No entry for non-staff", and disappeared at the end of the corner with a flash.

The man scurried through the dark hallway and opened the door to the storage room.

In addition to the clutter, there were several inconspicuous packages in the storage room, which were stuffed into the bag and emitted a pungent smell.

The man came to open the zipper and stroked the contents as if they were treasures.

"It's time to get to work."

He muttered to himself, packed his bags, and headed deeper.