Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

Since he didn't drive his own car, Zhuang Xuteng didn't have all the equipment he brought. He could only borrow a telescope from Morgana to carefully observe the situation ahead.

Judging from the attacker's tattoos, there is no doubt that they are the Cemetery Gang, and they are trying to attack an eleven-story office building. It was late at night, and most companies would not leave office workers, but there seemed to be a lot of people in that house, and it was incredible that they were able to withstand the attack of the Cemetery Gang.

If it were a company or a constitutional government office, when it was attacked like this, the PCPD would have already gone to support it. An ordinary civilian company or organization, even a security company, should not be able to withstand the attack of the Cemetery Gang. The only ones left who might have this kind of resistance and would not cause PCPD anxiety are either another gang or a certain group of mercenaries. From observation, the defender does not have any gang tattoos, making it more likely that he is a mercenary.

Although he is a mercenary, he will not automatically lend a helping hand without being entrusted with a task. Because something like this happened before: some mercenaries were performing a mission. They showed their weakness to the enemy and lured the enemy deeper. As a result, they were "rescued" by other mercenaries who passed by without knowing the situation, causing the mission to directly fail. Afterwards, they demanded compensation for losses from the enthusiastic rescuers, and the two sides made an ugly scene. Since then, a tacit understanding has been formed among the mercenaries: as long as you don't ask for help, then don't mind your own business; if the money is not enough, then your time is precious and you have no time to mind your own business.

Of course Zhuang Xuteng knew this "taboo" and would not help anyone just because the Cemetery Gang was beating them up. Alas, it would be nice if the people the Cemetery Gang were beating were not mercenaries, then Zhuang Xuteng would be able to take action. It just so happens that mercenaries are the most awkward and least able to help.

"I'll make a call." Zhuang Xuteng returned the binoculars to Morgana and was about to contact Sister Lucy. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by the police officer next to him as soon as he took out the phone.

"No. We are on a mission. Who are you going to tip off to?"

Zhuang Xuteng smiled and explained patiently: "I will ask my intelligence source about the situation ahead. You can just listen to what I say. If I say anything that exposes the situation at the scene, you can shoot me directly in the head." gun."

"Let him fight." Morgana also said at the side: "This is my informant, and his source of information is quite good."

"Okay!" said the PCPD: "I'm listening right next to you. If you reveal the configuration and actions here, I will stop you immediately."

He only said "stop" but not "kill you with one shot". It seemed that Morgana had more respect. Zhuang Xuteng called Lucy and asked directly: "Are there mercenaries or middlemen operating on XX Street? Who is the Cemetery Gang beating? Have you found out?"

Lucy was very shrewd and knew what Zhuang Xuteng was implying as soon as she heard this. She searched her mind, and then asked Meteor again. Neither she nor her intelligence officer had any information that this address belonged to a middleman or mercenary. "But one possibility cannot be ruled out: that is a safe house for some middleman. Just like my music restaurant is just a reception and office center, and the fortress-like safe house is more than just this one. I will help you ask if there is one Intermediaries are under attack. If the Cemetery Gang is attacking an intermediary, it gets complicated."

It does get complicated, as it involves the Cemetery Gang's revenge for the destruction of their training base and the murder of the Nine-Headed Elder. It is not just a matter of one or two middlemen and mercenaries, but involves the interests of everyone. For Lucy, it is good to have someone take the blame for her, but whether she can profit from it also needs to be paid close attention to.

Intelligence collection takes time, and Zhuang Xuteng can only wait until there is clear instructions. This clear instruction comes not only from Lucy, but also from the PCPD. If the PCPD gives an order and decides to start suppressing and stopping the chaos ahead, Zhuang Xuteng will definitely charge forward and secretly use some dark and vicious methods on the Cemetery Gang.

Unfortunately, the police lights kept flashing, the sirens kept buzzing, and the police force was at a standstill. Two blocks away, the fighting was getting fiercer and explosives were being used on both sides. With the constant sound of sonic booms coming from over there, Zhuang Xuteng believed that the implant masters had already started fighting, but the battle was taking place inside a building, which had little impact on the outside world and could not be seen by ordinary people.

"If we delay it any longer, more people will die over there. And judging from the offensive, there are more people in the cemetery, and they have a greater chance of winning. This..." Before Zhuang Xuteng finished speaking, he saw Three members of the Cemetery Gang came out of the smoke in the distance. They were holding cigarettes in their mouths as if taking a walk, paying no attention to the chaos around them or the flying stray bullets. The three guys waved their hands at the PCPD and walked straight over.

Judging from their tattoos and clothing, the leader is a six-headed cadre, and the two beside him are his followers, probably around four or three-headed. "Who is the person in charge of this line?" The six-headed cadre took off the cigarette butt from the corner of his mouth, exhaled blue smoke, and said: "This is the six-headed Zhuoke of the Cemetery Gang. People on the road have praised me and are willing to call me. Say 'Red Wine' Zhuo Ke. On behalf of the Cemetery Gang, I would like to say a few words to the person in charge here."

Zhuang Xuteng looked at Morgana. He very much hoped that his woman would be in charge here. Unfortunately, Morgana shrugged helplessly and pointed at the male police officer who had just scolded Zhuang Xuteng. As expected, he fought out and said: "Branch Superintendent, Ful Kent, I am in charge here."

"It turns out to be Superintendent Kent. I've heard your name for a long time, and you are indeed very impressive." Zhuo Ke walked over with a bump in his steps and stopped more than one meter away from the police car blockade. He showed a mouth full of gold teeth and said with a smile: " I'm really sorry today. I'm catching traitors and causing trouble for everyone. Don't worry, our Cemetery Gang will be responsible for repairing the broken things, and our Cemetery Gang will be responsible for treating the injured. You've worked hard to run errands, and we will also express your gratitude. In short In a word, we will be responsible for the things here, please give the PCPD guys a rest."

"Oh, it turns out this is something within your gang! Why didn't you tell me in advance and made such a big noise?"

Zhuang Xuteng looked at Detective Kent in shock, his heart full of disappointment. Just listen to what the gangsters from the Cemetery Gang said, believe it, and think that this is an internal matter of the Cemetery Gang? Are you trying to find a reason to let things go? No, it's not "finding" reasons, it's "making up" reasons.

"Sorry, sorry, nagging." Zhuo Ke took up his cigarette again, puffing out blue smoke rings while scanning the crowd. PCPD sentient beings looked at each other, some turned a deaf ear and were unmoved, some looked contemptuously and turned a blind eye, some yawned and searched for cigarettes in their pockets, and a few were helpless and gritted their teeth.

Zhuo Ke's eyes came to Morgana, his eyes lit up, and he asked: "I didn't expect there is a brave policewoman. What is your name?"

Morgana had never been kind to gang members. She glared and was about to scold him, but before the curse words came out of her mouth, she was interrupted by a harsh electronic sound. "Squeak! Buzz..." Everyone followed the sound and saw Zhuang Xuteng holding a loudspeaker in his hand and fiddling with the buttons on it. He was the one who made the noise.

"What are you doing?" Morgana walked over, took the speaker back, and then pressed the button to turn it off. She winked hard and said angrily: "Everyone is looking at you!"

"I've never played before. It's quite fun. It's funny." Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head, as if he was embarrassed, but in fact it didn't matter. He just wanted to make some noise and prevent Morgana from talking to the gang bitch on the other side of the blockade. That gang member is not a good person at first glance, and the captain of the PCPD knows that he is not a good person. The more Morgana gets involved with them, the more trouble they get.

"Ignore him." Zhuang Xuteng said, "He has nothing to do. We still have tasks to do. Oh, my phone is ringing. Morgana, help me cover up."

Morgana nodded and led Zhuang Xuteng back three or four meters, slightly away from the blockade and further away from Zhuo Ke of the Cemetery Gang. Zhuang Xuteng answered the phone. It was from Sister Lucy. As soon as she came up, she said: "Your information is very useful. At present, it seems that Fat Orange Roger is probably under siege."

"what happened?"

"At my suggestion, the intermediaries named each other and found that he was missing. None of the mercenaries who were looking for him could be contacted. After expanding the search scope, through various signs, it was basically certain that he had been attacked. What you see now is most likely one of his fortress safe houses.”

"Why did the Cemetery Gang beat him?"

"You can only ask him this after you rescue him." Lucy sighed and said, "The first problem now is to get him to ask for help, otherwise other mercenaries can't take action."

"It's already this time, why don't we help the cemetery first and then say no?" Because of his anxiety, Zhuang Xuteng's voice was inevitably a little noisy, but fortunately, it was covered up by Morgana's loud and deliberate coughs in time. Zhuang Xuteng cast a grateful look at Morgana, then controlled himself and lowered his voice and said, "Can't we do something special?"

"No, it really can't be done." Lucy said: "The PCPD are surrounding there now, saying they want to control the situation. In fact, the Cemetery Gang will not attack them at all. They are actually helping the Cemetery Gang intercept people passing by outside. If If Roger, the fat orange, doesn't ask for help or expose his situation, who can risk the rescue despite the threat of PCPD? If we people go in and don't cooperate well with Roger, he will detonate some kind of trap and blow everyone up into the sky. What should I do?"

"In other words, we have to let him ask for help now." Zhuang Xuteng's mind was spinning rapidly, focusing on finding a solution to the problem. He said, "I guess all communications here at Roger's are dead?"

"Yes, all communications in the area around you are ruined. Thanks to our own encryption method, your phone is still usable. We don't know what's going on inside, and it has a lot to do with the fact that the communications are blocked."

Zhuang Xuteng raised his head, glanced at the PCPD vehicles, and found that someone was using the car radio to contact the headquarters, reporting the current situation and asking for the next action plan. "The PCPD's communication station seems to still be working. Can I use it as a relay to transmit information?"

"It's possible, very possible. I think Fat Orange Roger must have a PCPD walkie-talkie. He can connect to the car radio, then forward it, enter the PCPD call channel, and then come out. But how do you let him know this? What happened, and how to send the car there?"

"I'll figure it out myself," Zhuang Xuteng said.

"Wait! You have to be careful! If you follow Morgana, if you openly conflict with the Cemetery Gang, it will be her who will be affected." Lucy is very concerned about Zhuang Xuteng's safety, but she also knows that at this time, Zhuang Xuteng should pay attention to his protection He is useless. Only by pointing out Morgana can he be more cautious. "You don't know it. If you can't do this, then don't do it. Even if the Cemetery Gang succeeds today, their actions will unite the entire middleman-mercenary group, and strategically they lose."

"Whether they win or not, they have lost strategically, so why not let them lose a little more today?" Zhuang Xuteng thought about the plan and roughly had a plan, then said to Lucy: "I have a solution, you are ready Network spying, enter the PCPD's sieve network, and contact the fat man inside."

"As I said before, be safe." Lucy finally said, "I'm always ready."

Zhuang Xuteng hung up the phone, raised his head, and said to Morgana, who had been covering him with her body: "The people who were beaten inside are most likely mercenaries. I want to restore contact with them and ask them about the situation. I might offend the PCPD. Will you Do you blame me?"

"I won't blame you, I will only love you." Morgana said.

Zhuang Xuteng laughed so hard that his eyes were bent, and he raised his hands to pinch his cheeks to regain his expression. "Okay, I need you to help me distract your captain so I can steal his car keys. I only need three seconds of neutrality, okay?"

Morgana glanced sideways in the captain's direction, nodded, said, "I'll start as soon as I stand still," and then walked straight over. She passed by the captain, turned her back to him and took two steps forward. Then she pretended to be surprised, pointed to the ground and said, "What is this?"

Morgana bent over, and her round ass was clearly outlined by the tight pants. This gave Zhuang Xuteng three seconds of absolute safety. Using the Wraith Servant, Zhuang Xuteng stole the captain's car keys, and used Prince's knowledge of stealth techniques to send the keys to the Captain's car, making the Wraith Servant an invisible driver, and then started it.

At this time, Morgana picked up a piece of gravel from the ground, stood up, and frowned. "You saw it wrong, it turned out to be a useless thing." She threw the stone, clapped her hands, turned around and walked back as if nothing happened. At the same time, the captain's car began to move forward slowly and had already hit the blockade.

"Eh? Why did my car go away?" The captain was about to chase it, but he tripped over something and threw it away. Zhuang Xuteng hurriedly ran over, ostensibly trying to help the captain up, but in reality his hamstrings were being pressed down, making it impossible for him to get up even if he had 500 kilograms of strength. "Captain, what's wrong with you, captain? Come and help captain!"

People nearby came to show their courtesy, and the captain's car slipped away on its own.