Chapter 476 Nostalgia is
Long Yuehong and Bai Chen observed the back door of Lao K's house intently through the telescope, trying to figure out the visitor's appearance, but unfortunately, several nearby street lights broke down at the same time for some reason, making them unable to do so.
"If only Lao Ge was here." Long Yuehong couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Compared with fully functional intelligent people, carbon-based people need too much additional equipment to improve themselves.
Of course, Long Yuehong has always remembered a sentence that the team leader often said, and used it to motivate herself:
"A gentleman's life is not different, but good is borrowed from things."
Regarding Long Yuehong's emotion, Bai Chen deeply agreed:
"Unless it's all black and there is no light, otherwise the old guy has a way to ......"
Before he finished speaking, Bai Chen's attention returned to the back door of Lao K's house.
Another car drove over and stopped outside the door.
What happened before was repeated again, a servant of the old K family came out to greet a guest with a large umbrella.
In just half an hour, nearly 20 visitors arrived at the back door area where the street lamp was broken.
Seeing this, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were a little stunned, not understanding what was going on.
At the same time, Jiang Baimian, who received a report from Long Yuehong, also found that a large number of cars drove into Maskar Street, where Lao K's house was located, and stopped on both sides of the road.
Under the light of a large number of street lights, the doors opened one after another, and brightly dressed men and women walked down.
Surrounded by bodyguards, they approached the main entrance of Lao K's house openly and walked in.
However, their bodyguards and entourage stayed outside the door and returned to the car one after another.
"They are all nobles......" Jiang Baimian observed carefully for a while and came to a conclusion.
She and Shang Jianyao pretended to be nobles, and when watching gladiatorial competitions, they had a certain understanding of people of this class, so as not to even know how to greet them after encountering them.
The other party can not know them, they must know each other, only in this way can the risk of exposure be avoided to the greatest extent.
"Yes." Shang Jianyao pointed at a male aristocrat and smiled, "I remember him, he laughed at Dino at the time for almost becoming the first person in high society to choke himself to death by drinking water."
Dino is one of the protagonists of the gladiatorial assassination case.
The one who was assassinated.
"My name is Phelps, it seems ......," Jiang Baimian said not so surely.
Phelps is also from Akson, with black hair and blue eyes.
He seems to have done genetic optimization, both in terms of height and appearance, he is considered good, but his cheek muscles are slightly sagging.
After watching these people enter Lao K's house, Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully:
"Is this a banquet?"
She didn't make a positive judgment because it was very embarrassing in terms of timing.
As far as she understands, aristocratic gatherings often start at dinner time and continue until the early hours of the morning, and they can leave at any time in the middle.
"Maybe the theme of this party is ghosts." Shang Jianyao guessed with great interest.
He seemed to want to take out the monkey mask with a hairy face and a pointed mouth with his backhand, put it on his face, and participate.
Jiang Baimian ignored him and said to himself:
"Draw all the curtains just for this party?
"What happened to those people behind them? Special guest?
"How can a normal party not let bodyguards in? Those nobles are so relieved?"
She couldn't think of answers to these questions for a while, but Shang Jianyao provided a variety of possibilities, but they were obviously all absurd.
Jiang Baimian had no choice but to take out the walkie-talkie and tell Long Yuehong and Bai Chen:
"Continue to monitor and wait for the end."
This waited for several hours, and it wasn't until after three o'clock in the morning that the main entrance of Lao K's house reopened, and the brightly dressed men and women walked out one after another with tired but relaxed expressions and left in the car.
At the same time, in the back door area, cars arrived one by one and quietly picked up those secret visitors.
Due to environmental factors, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong still couldn't see their appearances clearly.
"Team leader, do you want to choose a target tracking?" Long Yuehong asked Jiang Baimian's opinion.
If he and Bai Chen went downstairs and drove into a jeep at this time, there was still hope to lock in a car.
Jiang Baimian pondered for a few seconds and said:
"There are too many unknowns about this matter, so for the sake of conservatism, we don't need it for the time being.
"Well, our next step is to track down a nobleman and find out from him what kind of party Lao K is holding at home, and what role those people who come in through the back door play."
Compared with those secret visitors who hide their heads and tails, compared to the old K who seems to be a bit of a mystery, aristocrats with families and on the edge of power are more suitable and safer targets.
There is no need to make too many exclusions, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao unanimously chose Phelps.
They knew that his grandfather was once a senator, but he died relatively early and failed to pave the way for his descendants, which led to Phelps' fathers being gradually excluded from the core of power, and by his generation, it was even more declining.
Judging from his previous performance in the gladiatorial assassination case, Jiang Baimian believed that there were no awakened people among Phelps' bodyguards and entourage.
Combining all factors, this is really a rare object of action.
Jiang Baimian was not in a hurry to go downstairs to follow, because it was late at night, quiet and few, and it was easy to be discovered.
"When the investigation clarifies these things, the plan to deal with 'Garibaldi' is estimated to have taken shape." Jiang Baimian said casually while watching the vehicles of the nobles go away.
In fact, if she hadn't been too worried, she could now give a feasible plan:
When Lao K went out, dealt with business problems, took away most of the "accidents", and then quietly sneaked in or with the help of "friends" to pick up "Garibaldi".
From "Garibaldi" being able to successfully hide in Lao K's house and hiding for several days without being discovered, this plan has a high success rate.
Of course, after "Garibaldi" arrived inside and hid it, he did not dare to move because he lacked grasp of the surrounding environment.
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The next afternoon, the rested "old tune team" used the method of "making friends" to temporarily borrow a car and drove to the Golden Apple District, preparing to look for opportunities to communicate with Phelps, a noble child.
"Hey......" In the car, Shang Jianyao sighed longly.
"What's wrong?" Long Yuehong asked vigilantly and worriedly.
Shang Jianyao replied with a heavy face:
"I'm missing Mr. DiMarco."
"Why?" Long Yuehong was a little puzzled for a while.
Jiang Baimian sneered:
"Hey, are you thinking about him? Are you thinking about his 'fate'!"
"'Fate' is really useful." Shang Jianyao admitted frankly, "I think Mr. Dimarco is very cute."
What adjective is this? Long Yuehong almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.
Jiang Baimian agreed with the first half sentence of Shang Jianyao:
"Indeed, if the 'Fate Pearl' is still there, we don't need to look for opportunities at all to deal with a more marginal aristocratic child like Phelps, and when he goes out, gets in the car, it will attach to him more than twenty meters away, directly evoking his relevant memories."
And the whole process is silent, ordinary people can't detect it at all.
If Shang Jianyao's hands and feet were cleaner and the environment was better, Phelps might not have found out who had been possessed by anyone afterwards, and probably thought that he had recently indulged, was weak, and suddenly felt dizzy.
While several members of the "Old Tune Team" were communicating, the vehicle turned into a relatively secluded street.
At this time, a figure crossed the road, and then stopped in the middle and stopped walking.
He was a native of Honghe, wearing a gray robe and a bald head that could reflect the brilliance.
This person half-closed his turquoise eyes, held the rosary in one hand, stood upright on his chest with the other, faced the "old tune group", and bowed:
"Namo Arudara, the three enlightenments, all the benefactors, the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."
He used the Red River language, and his voice was obviously not loud, but it echoed in the ears of Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others like a bell.
(End of this chapter)