From Yager's point of view, the current situation is also difficult.

When he came to the East End, he was just to investigate, so he simply covered it up with a beret, and he didn't even wear makeup, it was all his own face. After being seen by these people who are related to MI9, getting out is a problem.

In addition, the two men mentioned 'support' in their previous conversation, and they may have their tails chasing them.

Tragically, his guesses were all right.

Holding up the big boy who was too scared to speak in the corner, Klein was forced to take on the responsibility of explaining: "I'm an ordinary detective who has been caught up in MI9 affairs, and Ian is a supernumerary member of MI9. The Zmange were after us, so Ian took me to this safe house for refuge. ”

He summed up what he had encountered so far in the briefest of terms.

"Zmanger?" Yager raised an eyebrow, "That's not the little gangsters of the East End. They are also capable of hunting down MI9 personnel? ”

"In fact, the Zmange party should have been instructed by Ambassador Intis to snatch the Helmosiin manuscript, which was discovered some time ago."

"Right now, the manuscript is being tucked away in this safe house." Klein added.

The words that had raised Klein's blood pressure ten minutes earlier had the same effect on Yager.

Yager rubbed his brow in despair.

"So, the Ambassador Intis, and the gangsters under his command, will soon be here?"

"Possibly. But we had informed MI9 before we came, and support would arrive soon. "Klein chose to put things in the picture.

For Klein, telling Mr. Bishop about this was a surefire deal. With his demigod or above here, the entire room no longer has to worry about the threat of Ambassador Intis.

Although the bishop himself became a new threat.

But fortunately, he doesn't seem ready to do it for the time being, as long as he explains clearly and wins his trust, he can survive this painful half an hour under his hands, and Crane's life is very safe.

Compared to Klein, who was calm because he saw his acquaintances, it was a headache to bump into Yager, who was in big trouble.

MI9, Ambassador Intis, plus this extraordinary man associated with the Fool.

Tonight, it was suddenly extremely difficult to keep his job safe and sound, and to get Duke Negan to continue to pay him.

"Is this your one too?" He moved, still pointing at Miss Sharon's gun.

"It's my hired bodyguard, and I originally suspected that someone would come and assassinate me in the next two days." Klein replied.

"I see." Yager took his foot off Sharon's chest and took two steps back, giving the poor lady's bodyguard a chance to sit up straight.

Sharon on the ground curled up, sweating coldly, covering her wounds.

"I'm very sorry, but you attacked me first." Yager nodded at her expressionlessly.

"Yes, Your Excellency, I apologize to you for my offense....." Sharon said with difficulty.

She was indeed too reckless, and if the demigod had not chosen to shoot her in the shoulder blade, but her heart, she would have been close to being a corpse if she had been pierced through the heart by a mercury bullet.

After the explanation was clear, the room fell into a suffocating silence.

Yager returned to the center of the living room and looked around.

Within minutes, the already chaotic Bill House was turned upside down.

The previous handover caused dust to fly in the small room, and the books that were already spread out on the floor were even more messy, and there was no place to put your feet.

Next to the bedroom window, the new black-haired detective helped the big boy-looking MI9 supernumerary to hide in the shadows in the corner. The bodyguard lady who came in with them sat on the floor of the living room, and let out a faint moan from time to time.

And next to the coffee table, Williams, who didn't make a sound the whole time, looked down at the ground and pretended not to hear anything.

The Eastern Side snake knew very well that there was no room for him to interfere in this matter. Although he was not an extraordinary person, the arbitrator he knew, Miss Hugh, sometimes showed similar abilities beyond ordinary people, giving him some concept of the extraordinary.

A room full of trouble.

Yager, who was sure of the situation in the room, took a deep breath of 'fresh' air that was hazy and dusty.

Before the matter of Bill of the Psychological Alchemy Society could be clarified, he was involved in the dispute of MI9 again.

He thought bitterly.

Wait a minute.

The black-haired youth stared for a few seconds at the dark street outside the balcony.

"What kind of dress is the Zmanga party?"

He looked back at Williams and Ian.

"Well, probably tanned skin and a dock shirt. The Zmange were mostly highlanders, and they preferred to carry weapons such as axes or muskets. The older boy Ian replied tremblingly.

"Okay." Yager returned to the living room from the balcony and said through some gritted teeth, "Then we should go." ”

"The Zmange party has reached the corner of the street."

He also didn't want to get into trouble with MI9 and become 'us', but considering that he didn't want to be caught by the authorities, it was better to leave with these people first. After all, the living can still threaten it, and the dead can only attract countless policemen.

Yager wiped the blood from the barrel of Evelyn's gun and walked to the bedroom window, where Klein had climbed the stairs to look out.

Ambassador Intis has been approached?

On the other side, hearing his words, Crane, who was in the corner of the bedroom, quickly pulled up Ian, who was still trembling, and stood up straight.

"Where's the manuscript you said?" He asked in a hurried tone.

"Yes, on the bookshelf in the living room." In the midst of the crisis, Ian finally regained a little bit of spy literacy, "I'll go get it." ”

The older boy hurried towards the cluttered pile of books in the living room.

Klein followed closely behind, reaching out to pick up Miss Sharon on the ground.

"Thanks, no need." When he tried to continue helping her to the window, Sharon stopped him. Half-leaning against the wall, she tore off a corner of her skirt, quickly bandaging the wound, and then disappeared again.

All right.

Crane was slightly surprised.

After being shot head-on by Mr. Bishop, she can still act, and it seems that Miss Sharon's sequence is not low, which should also have something to do with her special extraordinary ability.

In the darkness of the night, Jager in front of the window saw a large group of chaotic people approaching in the distance.

He turned on his vision.

Not..... There aren't many people to pay attention to.

The vast majority of the field of vision was gray, only farther away from the gang, a figure falling in the distance had a spiritual radiance, similar in strength to the downed bodyguard lady.

More important are other points of light.

In the night of the eastern district, only a few areas shone with the brilliance of the extraordinary, except for the Zmange party at the corner of the street, only three or four rays of light remained at the end of the western side.

There was an aura of familiarity, shadow, that connected the threads that spread across the bloody glass in his pocket.

It was the extraordinary one who caused Lunze's severed fingers.

"Where is that?" Yager squinted his eyes and asked Williams, who was leaning over next to him.

"There?" The old East Quarterman looked carefully in the direction of his finger, pondered for a few seconds, and then suddenly realized, "If it is the most famous place over there, it should be the villa of Kaping." ”

Kapin, Yager silently chewed on the name.