"Found it, they're in the Ruhr area!" Ms. Erin hurried out of the building and jumped onto a large van parked on the side of the road.

"Ruhl? What are they going to do there? Aaron was puzzled.

"Where he should have a base or a factory, right?"

"That's right, although the company has been disbanded and its assets have been merged, they still have a production base in the Ruhr, where chemical weapons were originally produced, and now Moriarty only needs to be transformed to produce manticores!" Holmes tossed the papers away and looked at Aaron. "By car, let's go to the airport!"

"But I still have to hand in the work report!" Erin said hurriedly.

"No, now we're going to save the world!" Holmes couldn't help but say, pulled Erin by the hand, put her down on his lap, and kissed her.

"Hey, spicy eyes!" Watson, who was the co-pilot, was about to take out the phone, saying that who didn't have a wife.

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Aaron had thought they would have to take a civilian airliner, but when they arrived at the airport, they found that a British government Gulfstream business jet was already waiting there.

"Welcome aboard, sir!" The fierce-looking pilot saluted Sherlock Holmes. "Chief McCroft has commanded, from now on, we obey all your orders!"

"Okay, excuse me, besides, you can smoke less, so that your liver can last a little longer!" Holmes shook hands with the pilot, then added in a whisper.

"Thank you, sir, but it's impossible!" The pilot smiled awkwardly and returned to the cockpit to prepare for takeoff.

The crowd sat down on the comfortable sofa bed and strapped on the strap, and the Gulfstream jet flew into the sky with a roar.

Aaron leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, and those who didn't know thought that he was a little scared of the plane, and planned to comfort him when the plane was flattened, but in fact, Aaron was looking at the weapon boxes in his system bar.

He hadn't looked at his page much since he finished beating the Hell Guards, and anyway, the skills had already been opened, so these boxes couldn't be opened compared to anything!

I opened ten tentatively first, and anyway, I saved almost forty, blue sky and white clouds or something, just let the horse come!

Another flash of dazzling blue light made Aaron cry as he looked at the 511 outdoor suit series in front of him and a bunch of ammunition. What do I want so many c4s for, take them to the pond and fry the fish?

"Wife, it's hard work, come and drink some milk!" As soon as the plane flew flat, Aaron jumped out of his chair, took a jug of milk from the cabinet and handed it to Hattie, and then graciously squeezed her shoulder.

After more than ten minutes of busy work, after confirming that the other party had fallen asleep satisfactorily, Aaron returned to his place and closed his eyes in contemplation.

After confirming that he had been exposed to European gas, Aaron directly opened the rest of the boxes, and he never dared to see what he would get, until a burst of passionate music sounded, Aaron turned his attention.

"What is this?" Seeing the dancing red plasma and gorgeous shape, Aaron was a little confused, I'm not a kamikaze martyr, let alone a fleet commander or guard, why give me a plasma sword?

That's right, Aaron opened a sword out, not a lightsaber used by ordinary elites, but a plasma sword used by the kamikaze martyr Vadami, compared with the original lightsaber, the destruction of the plasma sword is more brutal, and in the battle of the ark, Vadami used the plasma sword to blow up a lot of ground vehicles of the Fire Spirit.

Aaron wanted to take out the plasma sword and compare it, but after looking at the fragile fuselage, Aaron still dismissed the year, if the plane was damaged, would he have to swim to Germany?

As for the other things, Aaron didn't even look at them, anyway, he either hit people or hit people, and he just threw them away when he used them!

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Speaking of the Ruhr area, many people will not be unfamiliar, in the two world wars, this is an important production base, after the first world war, the French chicken is desperate to annex here, but unfortunately it was opposed by Britain and the United States, because the industry of the Ruhr area is like a tiger for France, and the rearmament of the three Germans in World War II is also indispensable to the support of the Ruhr, Krupp, the arms dealer, is from here, and a lot of German equipment is also from here off the production line, so in the middle and late stages, British and American bombers were dropping bombs on the area endlessly, almost leveling the entire industrial area.

After entering the 21st century, Germany has carried out a wave of industrial upgrading, and the Ruhr area has been revitalized as an old industrial area, where a large number of new industries have taken root, and the company was also stationed here during that period.

However, because of the snowflake virus, the British headquarters of the Etyon company was directly cleaned up by the special air crew, and the remaining industries were acquired and acquired, bankrupt and bankrupt, anyway, they were eaten cleanly, and there was not even a single bone residue left, oh no, there was still some residue left.

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"How's it going?" Moriarty stood on the elevated shelf of the factory and watched as boxes of manticores of poison gas were loaded onto a Boeing 737.

"It's almost there, now wait for Sever's EMP device to be in place!" Sebastian grabbed the PDA and looked at it, and reported.

"Very good, the meeting is going to take place in three days, and then we'll surprise those guys!"

"What about Sherlock Holmes?"

"They're gone, I guess they're looking for us!" Sebastian patted the box next to him, which was full of munitions.

"Come on, let's just wait for them here!" Moriarty propped his hands on the railing, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Professor, why don't you go first, I'll stay here and deal with them!" Sebastian asked for instructions, when he and Aaron sniped, they hadn't decided the winner, and he was ridiculed by Aaron not long ago, how could this hatred be endured!

"There will be a chance, Moran, to finish the work at hand first, compared to the big things we are about to accomplish, Sherlock Holmes and his boy scouts are just a stumbling block, but we can't underestimate them, transfer all our people, this should be their burial place!"