Chapter 15: Divination
After hearing Su Xiao's general plan, Shalin looked at him with eyes full of astonishment.
"Are all you guys in the Killing Squad this direct?"
Shalin's phrasing was relatively tactful. Her real meaning was, are all you guys in the Killing Squad this reckless?
Su Xiao had already obtained the location of the secondary spatial coordinate. If Archbishop Spike hadn't lied, that thing was inside the Fox Divination House, guarded by two Dawn Guardians.
As for the Dawn Guardians Spike mentioned, Su Xiao guessed they were almost certainly contractors from Sanctuary Paradise. This was Hot City, the capital of the Geya Alliance. The Sanctuary Paradise side naturally wouldn't dare send too many people. At most, they would send one to three contractors. Without a doubt, these people's strength wouldn't be weak.
Currently, it was 1v2. Su Xiao didn't have very high odds of winning, but if he added Shalin and the others, it would be different. Don't underestimate this beauty in the red slit dress with curly hair. She had two extremely powerful abilities: Gun Grandmaster and Poison Grandmaster. Shalin was a sniper. She had once killed an enemy 2,700 meters away with a single shot. Given this world's technology, that was already a shocking number.
"The enemy only has two people. After confirming their movements, we can consider evacuating the surrounding civilians."
"This..."
Shalin hesitated. In her view, those two enemy agents had to be dealt with, but since it involved civilian safety, this matter could be big or small.
"I need to inform Commander Laizong about this. Ten minutes at most."
Shalin quickly left. She returned in less than ten minutes.
"Commander Laizong approved. What about the Killing Squad..."
Shalin meant whether Su Xiao needed to seek approval from the Killing Squad, since he was currently acting on his own.
"Do I need approval to take a vacation?"
"..."
Shalin was speechless. The two of them, along with five experienced agents, drove straight toward Jinbo Street.
...
2:00 AM, Jinbo Street.
The street was deathly silent. No matter how rich the nightlife of Hot City's people was, two in the morning was time to sleep. Aside from the occasional dog bark, everything seemed to have fallen into slumber.
Inside a shop with a wooden sign hanging on the door, the sign printed with a fox pattern, two men and one woman were leaning back on a sofa. The woman had her hands tied and her mouth taped shut.
This woman was a fortune teller. The shop she was in was also one she had opened, called the Fox Divination House.
A day ago, this female fortune teller had been kidnapped. She hadn't suffered any physical harm, but she had lost her freedom. She had been tied up for over ten hours, her whole body stiff.
The two men sitting on the same sofa were taking a short nap. They didn't even make the sound of breathing. At the slightest disturbance, they would be jolted awake.
The sleeping female fortune teller opened her eyes. She didn't rely on fake divination; she genuinely had the ability to foresee. Although she couldn't divine major events, she had no problem predicting the fate of ordinary people.
The female fortune teller's wide-open eyes were filled with terror. She had foreseen a scene—the image of her own head being shattered.
"Mmm~"
The female fortune teller struggled desperately, curling her body and kicking the man closer to her.
The man who was napping suddenly raised his hand, grabbing the female fortune teller's pale ankle.
"Calm down a little. We're not bad people. We're just borrowing your shop for a few days. We'll pay you 100,000 Rank afterward. During this time, we won't hurt you, we won't violate you. The prerequisite is that you cooperate with us."
The man's voice was very magnetic, giving off a sense of reliability.
"Mmm~"
The female fortune teller struggled slightly. If this man hadn't kidnapped her, he would practically be the man of her dreams. Nearing thirty, she was at the age of a tigress, and she didn't have much resistance to men full of such masculine charm.
"Hungry?"
The man's eyes opened. His pupils were golden.
"Mmm~"
The female fortune teller turned her body and bumped her shoulder against the man.
"Hahaha, Monroe, this female fortune teller might have taken a liking to you."
From the darkness, another man spoke. Although he said it in a joking tone, his voice was too cold.
"Would you have good feelings for someone who kidnapped you?"
Monroe sat up, his golden pupils looking at the female fortune teller.
"You're afraid."
After a moment of hesitation, Monroe tore off the tape from the female fortune teller's mouth.
"Someone is going to attack this place. I'm going to die. Let me go. Please protect me."
Due to excessive tension, the female fortune teller was speaking incoherently.
"One sentence at a time. As long as I'm here, there's no problem."
Monroe's golden pupils emitted a glow, and the female fortune teller gradually calmed down.
"I foresaw... my own death. Getting shot through the head."
The female fortune teller looked at Monroe with tear-filled eyes.
"Don't believe her bullshit. If her divination was so accurate, how would she have been caught by us? She just wants to escape. If you ask me, just silence her."
The man with the cold voice crossed his legs and sneered. He seemed to enjoy sneering.
"You know what happens if you deceive me, right?"
Monroe pressed his hand against the female fortune teller's forehead. At that moment, the female fortune teller clamped her legs together and let out an ambiguous moan from her mouth.
"I... I know. I won't lie to you."
"Run."
Monroe's finger hooked, and the ropes binding the female fortune teller snapped.
"What the hell are you doing?"
The sneering man made a move to stand up. Monroe raised his hand, his gaze drifting toward the sneering man. After locking eyes with those golden pupils, the sneering man let out a light snort and sat back down on the sofa.
"Run."
Monroe gently stroked the female fortune teller's blue hair, his voice soft.
"Yes."
The female fortune teller stood up and walked hesitantly toward the door of the divination house.
Jingle~
Wind chimes collided. The female fortune teller pushed open the door and stepped out of the shop.
With a crisp crack, the wooden door exploded into pieces. A bullet stained with blood flew into the room, pierced through the sofa, and deeply embedded itself into the ground.
"..."
"..."
Monroe and the sneering man looked at each other, exchanging a few hand gestures.
With a thud, a headless corpse fell outside the door. The smell of blood spread.
On the rooftop of a five-story building 200 meters away, Shalin, holding a sniper rifle, worked the bolt. A shell casing flew up. This was a sniper rifle similar in appearance to the Mauser 98k, but without a scope. Shalin used iron sights to precisely kill a target 200 meters away.
"Confirmed, two people. I'll find a way to hold one off. You handle the other."
Shalin spoke. She was wearing a wireless earpiece, which Su Xiao had naturally given her.
Inside the divination house, Monroe and the sneering man were hiding behind the sofa.
"How long will it take to dismantle the secondary spatial coordinate?"
Monroe spoke, holding a deck of cards in his hand.
"At least half an hour. If we dismantle it, the next setup will take at least 100 hours or more."
"Dismantle it. There's a very troublesome guy nearby."
"Damn it."
The sneering man punched the ground with one hand, causing cracks to spread across the floor.
"Idiot."
Monroe pushed the sneering man's shoulder with one hand while stepping back.
Slap!
Cotton flew everywhere. The sofa had a hole the size of a washbasin blown through it.
"You deal with the sniper and the Geya Alliance agents. I'll deal with those madmen from Reincarnation Paradise."
"Your call."
The sneering man leaped forward and vanished from the spot.