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Many people on the street are chasing the floats, and these free performances obviously have a purpose. The floats belong to different entertainment venues. After a song is over, the tourists who follow the floats are naturally taken to the entrance of the building.

Wen Luan struggled to squeeze horizontally among the crowd, avoiding three dense traffic flows one after another.

"Damn, is it like this here every day?" Wen Luan wiped the sweat from his forehead, very puzzled, "In such a noisy environment, the spies can't even deliver a piece of information? Impossible?"

"Don't be deceived by appearances."

Xier was listening to the song of the impromptu singer by the fountain pool. This rhythmic beat made him very interested, but its initial setting did not have the option of this upgrade direction, so he could only say bitterly: "My master, you are in front of me. What do you see? The carnival city that never sleeps? People intoxicated by music and art, and tourists who come to enjoy this carnival? No, no, those faces hidden under the cloaks and masks, the danger covered by the noise and glitz, Who knows? Although there are energy detectors everywhere on both sides of the street, and supervisors warn of the use of weapons, a sharp knife may solve the problem. How many people will wear metal rings around their necks to prevent their throats from being cut? "

Shier sneered: "You can't tell who is the enemy and who is the companion. If you are a spy, maybe the boatman can kill you when the boat passes the stone bridge. Countless people approach and kill you every second. Your chance, if it is the government of the Deep Blue Kingdom, it will be more convenient, look at the sky full of petals and powerful searchlights, can you hear the gunshots, or can you see the red dot of the scope?"

Wen Luan was speechless.

"Move inside, this way..." Xi'er muttered to point Wen Luan in the direction.

"Are you sure?" Wen Luan asked because they had already circled this street three times.

"I don't have the floor plan of the Deep Blue Star, it's the kingdom's first-class secret... I'm looking for the way according to the logic of arrangement and combination." Xier made a slight buzzing sound, and Wen Luan knew it was a side effect of the mech's excessively turned on calculation mode, which It made him feel extremely puzzled.

Has this country turned its cities into a maze?

What kind of bad taste is this——

When Wen Luan was thinking wildly, Xier suddenly reminded him to stop and move to the side.

Almost a second later, an attack happened. The accident happened at a streetlight not far from Wen Luan. A man in a cloak spurted blood from his abdomen and fell down suddenly. The surrounding tourists screamed in fright.

But soon someone took off the mask, revealing heavy makeup, while reciting the lines loudly, while performing passionately.

What they're playing happens to be the scene where the husband is murdered by his lover.

The scantily clad actress even lay down next to the corpse, weeping decently, and soon she raised her head again, twirling gorgeously with an aria, and threw herself into the arms of another actor, her voice was sad and her expression was ecstatic, playing this A noble lady with ulterior motives.The tourists around applauded one after another, and their eyes followed them.

The corpse was dragged down without a trace. Judging from the movements, it was like an actor leaving the stage. The two reached out to lift them up, supported them and left, pretending to be talking happily.

Wen Luan stood there blankly, his eyes were always good, he had already seen the appearance of the deceased when he passed by for a short time - he just came to strike up a conversation with him tonight, I don't know which embassy it was from entourage.

"Damn it, is this a killing game?" Wen Luan's veins stood out on the back of his hand.

Syr remained silent, watching the performance that was still going on in the street.

The assailant was very dedicated, and actually performed such a scene to the end perfectly. He also bowed and thanked the scene, put on the mask and cloak again, and left amid the applause of the audience.

Many people thought that the "dead man" who screamed and fell to the ground just now was just a trick played by the actors to attract the attention of the audience.

"That dead guy may have been used by people in their embassy. There is a piece of information in the button of his clothes." Shier's eyes must be better than Wen Luan's, it scans directly, "The button was immediately picked up by that The actress took it off, it's a very clever spy tool, there is no energy fluctuation at all, and I didn't even notice that there was a problem with the button."

After Wen Luan finished listening, he immediately began to touch up and down nervously. After all, he was wearing clothes prepared by the Moravian embassy.

Fortunately, he calmed down quickly. If he couldn't even scan Shell, it would be useless for him to lose all the buttons.Besides, it was his first day here, and no one knew who he would meet, so how could he become a tool for spies to pass on information?

"What exactly is your death plan?" Wen Luan gritted his teeth, "Don't tell me, I also need to come to such a 'wonderful' (emphasis) performance!"

"In fact—"

Xier was halfway through speaking, but suddenly stopped speaking.

Wen Luan pushed the optical brain on his forehead suspiciously.

"It's a little... wrong, there is..." the mechanical voice continued intermittently.

Wen Luan thought blankly, what's going on?Even the sound is stuck like this?

"Se'er?" Wen Luan anxiously called out Xi'er's name with a mental link, completely oblivious to the appearance of a person wearing a white ivory mask behind the float opposite him.

The cloak also looked very heavy, with a dark raccoon fur trim around the neckline.

This kind of attire is not very special, only the tourists who are new to the Deep Blue Star will receive the free rough cloak and dyed feather mask.People with a little money are willing to go to the store to buy more expensive things.The difference between them, just like the costumes of opera singers on the floats and real aristocratic costumes, is very different in all aspects of material, cutting, style, color and decoration.

A decent dress can get different treatment, like Wen Luan, there is no enthusiastic girl to greet him.

Even in such a crowded and noisy street, the man in the ivory mask looked a little different.

On the arched balcony of a nearby building, a dancing girl in a red dress waved her hand, deliberately throwing a beaded pendant under the fan at the man.

The feathered bead pendant fell lightly onto the cloak.

A slender white hand gently picked it up, and the golden pupils lifted from the edge of the cloak, looking towards the balcony.

Wen Luan happened to be looking this way, because he didn't meet someone's gaze, so he didn't notice anything strange, Wen Luan quickly scanned around, and after confirming that it was safe, he asked Xier in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

"Unexpected information caused an error in the thinking program." The mechanical voice said without emotion, "The system is self-checking, please do not disturb."

"..."

If they were not very familiar, Wen Luan might have the heart to take off Xier and throw it away.

——What line did you drop at the critical moment! !

Sure enough, it was up to him when the situation came to an end, Wen Luan decisively tightened his cloak, and followed a group of people reeking of alcohol to a slightly darker place.

But his luck tonight is really not very good.

Before taking a few steps, Wen Luan's back suddenly felt a chill, he obeyed the instinctive prediction of danger, and rolled forward with his head in his arms.

Immediately after a loud explosion, the air wave knocked everyone nearby down. Wen Luan's back slammed into a statue in the neighboring house. He got up in a daze and found himself holding the statue's face with his hands , Shrunk back immediately in fright.

The streets are filled with the smell of blood, and corpses are lying everywhere.

Wen Luan felt a tightness in his arms, and he was pulled aside.

"Go!" Just as he was about to break free, Wen Luan heard the man whisper.

Deep, magnetic allure.

Wen Luan couldn't help being dizzy, and ran out a few steps, then he came to his senses, looked back at the scene of the explosion in doubt, before he had time to look at the person who was dragging him away, he suddenly felt a cold wind in his face.

Wen Luan's physical instincts were greater than his reaction speed. He was about to bend down to escape, but was hugged by a force and rolled to the back of a float. The actors on it seemed to be panicked by the tragedy of the explosion scene, and they all jumped. Get out of the car and prepare to escape.

"There are attackers, this way."

After hearing this, Wen Luan hesitated for a moment. After thinking of his identity as the entourage of the unlucky diplomat, he immediately cast off his doubts and followed him into a shop by the side of the road.

"Ding dong."

The shell wind chime hanging on the door frame rang crisply.

The wind with the fresh breath of the forest also blows thinly from the gaps in the decoration, refreshing Wen Luan, and he quickly glanced at the people around him.The thick cloak was tightly covered, and an ivory mask was worn on the face.

"Thank you, that one just now—wasn't acting?" Wen Luan deliberately pretended to be terrified.

As a result, the other party was more concise than him, and only said one word: "Obviously."

Wen Luan glanced at the street outside through the door, and found a group of armed robots appearing out of nowhere, scanning the scene of the explosion with infrared rays.

"There are only two of us survivors." The man wearing the ivory mask seemed to see Wen Luan's thoughts, and said meaningfully.

Wen Luan's scalp was numb. He had already predicted how much trouble would be caused if the Deep Blue Kingdom government found out and was forced to cooperate with the investigation.

"Go in first." Wen Luan decisively grabbed the opponent's arm and walked into the shop.

It's easier to be fooled when you're among a crowd of pleasure-seeking guests.

Wen Luan found that the other party didn't intend to break free, and seemed to agree with the suggestion, so he let go of his hand, took the initiative to put it on his shoulder, and pretended to be an acquaintance and good friend visiting a tavern together.

The man in the ivory mask was slightly shocked and turned his head.

"Pretend to be a little bit, my friend." Wen Luan was nervous, and was not in the mood to look carefully at the face of the person next to him who was covered by the cloak and mask. At most, he could only see the neck and chin. What's so interesting about it.

The other party seemed to smile, and his arms slid down to wrap around Wen Luan's waist.

This pose is kind of weird——

Wen Luan thought instinctively, but the situation was critical, he didn't have time to think more, so he very cooperatively made a drunken appearance who was stumbling and being supported by his friends.

This store has a signboard, but Wen Luan can't understand the characters of the Deep Blue Kingdom, he only understands the common language of the Beluga Galaxy.

In fact, the name of the store is written on the front of the classic metal bronze plaque hanging at the door: Shakes-Aventure in the Jungle.On the back is a line of words: Give you unprecedented stimulation.