Chapter 267 The Leading Role Appears

"The basement is empty, but there are some traces of life left. It looks like a group of people have just left."

After the previous battle, the members of MI9 had a much more harmonious relationship with the "Punisher" team. They searched the entire villa as quickly as possible, and finally came to the same conclusion.

"It seems that we are indeed late." Mr. Unknown Major confirmed his previous guess, and pondered:

"But as soon as we got the exact information, we immediately launched an operation. Even if someone wanted to leak the secret, the other party would never have time to transfer all the hostages in such a short period of time. Why did they go so fast?"

The injured and comatose "Punisher" team members have been properly settled by his teammates. The burly captain seems to have a storm gathering in his eyes, but his thoughts are not affected. He analyzed:

"Could it be that the other party has been aware of our investigation for a long time, and then quickly shifted the location, leaving that trap to delay our time?"

The strange major immediately took up the conversation: "In other words, these people haven't gone far?"

"Chase!" The burly captain clenched his fists and said harshly.

Now that a consensus had been reached, the two sides did not delay, and two members of the "Punisher" were assigned to carry the injured back to the church, while all the other members filed out and scattered in all directions.

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This scene of "drama" completely fell into the eyes of Louise and Osman.

After everyone left, Louise turned to look at Osman beside her, trying to say something, but was blocked by the latter's gesture.

After about five or six minutes, there was another faint sound of footsteps outside the villa. It turned out that the "Punisher" and some members of MI9 went back and forth. left.

Hehe, it's impossible for one's own people to fight against their own people... Louise sighed in her heart, and then found that Osman waved his hand to lift the invisibility that enveloped the two of them.

"Psychological invisibility?" She guessed curiously.

"Yes." Osman gave an affirmative answer, showing a confident smile, and then said:

"How, is this play still exciting?"

Louise moved lightly, glanced at the traces of the battle left behind, and said softly:

"Luring the enemy to go deep, setting traps, and actively offering help to make a bitter plan... The plan is well-planned and done in one go, the actors are very professional, and the drama is very good."

"However..." She turned around, and then changed the topic: "Aren't you worried that the 'Punisher' will catch up with Barron? They are just ordinary people, and they will definitely leave traces during the evacuation process."

"Of course the matter will not end here." Osman said unhurriedly: "However, the clues that the 'Punisher' can find will only be traces left intentionally by Baron and others, and they will only follow Those clues that have been designed have been followed all the way until they find themselves being teased."

Very clever plan, especially effective against "Storm Pigeons"... Louise simply commented:

"Maybe by then we won't need to continue population transfers anymore."

Then, she asked curiously, "But I have one more question, what does this scene have to do with me?"

Osman replied with a smile: "This is the sincerity of cooperation."

Afterwards, he waved his hand again, and applied "psychological invisibility" again, covering the figures of the two people and disappearing from the sight of outsiders.

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Another person came, and it was a person Louise was not unfamiliar with.

Wearing a hood, with a bewitching and beautiful face, men and women cannot be distinguished. Flesh and flesh penetrated into the hall through the wall and reassembled into a human form. It is the envoy of the "Aurora Society" who is being wanted, Mr. A.

Why did Mr. A appear here... Louise couldn't hide her surprise in her heart. She turned to look at Osman, and found that the latter had a calm demeanor, as if he was not worried about being discovered by the "full shepherd" in front of him.

It seems that the status of the magical item of the "spectator" path he possessed is higher than what he imagined... Louise quickly came to a conclusion, then regained her composure, and looked at Mr. A in the hall with a narrow gaze.

The envoy was obviously looking for something, but after a brief observation, he seemed to find nothing, so he stood quietly in place, as if waiting for someone.

"It seems that Mr. A did not appear here aimlessly...Of course, as a wanted person, he is unlikely to be too arrogant. Then, what could attract him here?"

Louise kept guessing: "Could it be Othman? After all, he doesn't seem to be surprised by Mr. A's arrival... But what is his purpose for doing this?"

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the three people in one light and two in the dark stood in the same place, and the well water did not interfere with the river water. Under the shroud of night, the atmosphere seemed a little strange.

Suddenly, Mr. A turned his head sharply, his eyes shot to the right, and he clenched his fist with his right hand, as if he was squeezing the air, but there was indeed an illusory sound similar to glass breaking in the air, and the world in front of him became fragmented.

That is, the dream was broken.

"'Nightmare'? 'Nighthawks'!" Mr. A's tone changed from doubt to affirmation, but his expression was not panicked.

Before the words were finished, an entire "Nighthawk" team broke in from the outside of the villa, divided into four directions, front, back, left, and right, and completely surrounded Mr. A.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a stern face, and the tranquil atmosphere exuded by the black windbreaker had a deadly atmosphere.

Coincidentally, Louise was also no stranger to this person, because he was exactly the team of "Nighthawks" who went to No. 59 Egram Street to investigate after Bakerland's assassination.

And of course, Louise also noticed the "psychic" Miss Daly who was waiting to face Mr. A.

"Why are you here?" Mr. A asked calmly.

"Ask your master this question." The middle-aged captain of the "Nighthawks" said in a deep voice, "Do it!"

As a senior "Nighthawk", he knows how powerful a real "Shepherd" will be, and his own side does not have enough time to get the news, and has not prepared a more powerful sealed item, so he does not intend to leave it to the other party at all. The opportunity to display their abilities, trying to use the most direct and decisive attack to take the initiative on the scene.

As his voice fell, the two "Nighthawk" team members on the opposite side lifted the curtain they held in their hands together, revealing a square mirror that was a quarter of a person's height.

The weather in Backlund was as usual, and the already faint moonlight became even darker under the reflection of this mirror, making the entire hall extremely dark.

It is not an ordinary darkness, but deep and cold, as if entering an illusory space where reality and the spiritual world interact.