The Goddess Shines on America

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The car stopped in front of an ordinary house.

This is the center of Exeter, and the typical characteristics of the central plains are like this, that is, the industrial and commercial area is located in the suburbs, and the residential houses are located in the city. After all, everything is developed based on transportation. Therefore, in order to successfully track the mysterious girl, Brudy must travel through most of the city.

The absolute "most half" of the city. Regardless of the number of people at more than 100,000, the number of schools in Exeter is quite a bit, worthy of its status as a cultural city. The University of Exeter is located at the northwest end of the city, and the girl’s residence is one of the houses in a nearby neighborhood.

There was a weird atmosphere all over, and Brudy realized this too. This woman driving a Rolls-Royce settled in an uncommon middle-class community. Driving a Chevrolet in the distance, Brudy used a binoculars to see that it was clear that the resident opposite the girl was also time to go home. At the moment, he was looking enviously at the hundreds of thousands of pounds worth of luxury. The car is in storage.

He put on a pair of headphones, plugged into a walkie talkie and said, "Boss, are you there?"

For a moment, a voice sounded in the headset: "I am here, where is the other person?"

"The woman's address is 17 Chunyuan Road, a very ordinary middle-class residence. It is estimated that she has just moved in, and the neighbors around her should be very impressed by her."

Opposite the walkie-talkie, Alice, who is still on the fifth floor of the Institute, deeply agrees: "Not every doctor or lawyer will choose Rolls-Royce to travel, not to mention that Chunyuan Road is the residence of the middle and lower middle class when I hear the name. Look. Her style of acting has always been very ostentatious, Brudy, what do you think?"

As a former SEAL sniper, what Brudy lacks most is the ability to observe and analyze: "Your current suspicion has no substantive evidence. Before she does certain actions, we can do Only continue to observe. However, I do not recommend asking the neighbors around her about her. It is more appropriate to sneak in directly."

Alice was sitting behind her desk, tapping her fingers lightly on the table top, and she leaned on the table top and looked out the window with her elbows. In the center of the desktop, a radio receiver that is nowhere to be seen on the market, and even without any manufacturer’s logo, was placed there, and the sound of several kilometers away was heard directly from the lama.

At this moment, Alice, whose eyes were completely black, was scanning the northwestern area of ​​Exeter with her massive mental power, and the price was nothing more than seven or eight catties of gluttonous pork ribs. But the subtle thing is that even though she was scanning Brudy's toned figure with a full of evil taste, she did not use her all-pervasive peeping to investigate the interior of No.17 Chunyuan Street.

With a bang, fingers knocked on the desktop: "Okay, just do it, Brudy, this glorious and great task is entrusted to you, do you have the confidence to complete it?"

At the scene of Chunyuan Road, Brudy sitting in the Chevrolet car calmly looked into the distance and said without hesitation: "Guaranteed to complete the task!"

Then, the walkie-talkie hangs up and the headset is taken off.

At this time, it is close to seven o'clock at night. Even white-collar workers who work overtime should basically get home. After all, the total area of ​​the city is limited. And Brudy is even more aware that for such a small city with a small population, an unfamiliar vehicle that suddenly drove into a certain community is definitely more eye-catching than anything else.

As a mercenary of Blackwater International, especially a standard veteran, Brudy has long been accustomed to obeying orders unconditionally. Although today's task was abrupt, even he, who was purely performing the task, clearly felt something wrong with this girl. There is no need for Alice to order anything more, and the sense of responsibility directly makes him fully immersed in it.

Before you know it, the night is already dark.

Residents in small cities often don't have much nightlife. At least looking at the entire UK, 24-hour convenience stores are hard to find. When it arrives at eight o'clock in the evening, the city center will almost become an empty city. Occasionally, if you see three or two drunks in the night, you can think of it as a zombie invasion after the end.

It was in such a big environment that a Chevrolet parked quietly on a street near the University of Exeter.

The door opened.

The tall and fit man walked out of the car, dressed in casual clothes, with a serious face, as if he had already thought of the way forward. After locking the door, he walked forward without hesitation.

As a soldier, Brudy walks very fast, but in a short time he has crossed three streets. Then, in ten minutes, he came to a crossroad in a residential area.

The sign on the left hand side reads Spring Garden Road, springgarden, which is a cheesy name, but Brudy is cautious when he enters this street. His sharp eyes kept scanning the surroundings. Although it was only due to his professional habits, he was undoubtedly looking for a corner that could be used for hiding, and any place that might threaten him.

Before he knew it, he had already walked to the fourteenth house, only three houses away from the target.

So far, he was very sure that there were no surveillance probes along the way, and there were no bear children in the houses on both sides. Suddenly opening the windows, or working hard to read and write in the middle of the night, it was a fuss to turn on the bedroom lamp.

Standing in front of House No. 14, he stopped and took out the military infrared telescope to observe.

This is five minutes, during which it also includes the steps of turning to the next street and observing from the back and from various angles. He had completely grasped the appearance of the entire Seventeenth House. There was no light in the room, but it was not certain that the girl was asleep. The best result is that the other party is indeed not there, which is the best place to sneak in.

Don't get me wrong, Brudy didn't have any illegal thoughts such as kidnapping or murder. He just wanted to follow Alice's orders and search the house to determine the identity of this woman.

The observation of the house was completed, and then there was an invasion. The Rolls-Royce was parked in the garage. It was not the top priority. So Brudy jumped directly from the fence and turned over to the bedroom window on the second floor.

That's right, outside the bedroom window on the second floor.

Neither the front door nor the back door is a suitable place to invade. If the other person is an ordinary person, but since Alice claims that he may be a spy, preparing for the two most basic positions is of course the minimum. The quality is reflected. The paratrooper knife, the Soviet-made silencer pistol, and the rope hook gun in the trunk of the car. Brudy didn’t know how Alice learned about it. He didn’t need to know about it. He just needed to know who he was investigating. The role will do.

Even the window of the bedroom on the second floor, Brudy made a careful observation before finally opening it. There was no mechanism, nor was it even locked from the inside. This was a cautious conclusion he reached after investigating for a minute, and then he gently raised the window.

Then got in.

This is indeed the bedroom, which is exactly the same layout as most houses, but there is really no sign of life in this room. Of course there are sheets on the bed, but the pattern of Winnie the Pooh is from the little daughter of the former homeowner at a glance. If a glamorous Eastern European girl in her twenties uses this, either she doesn’t know the so-called blindness, or she really has a brain ill.

Brudy began to search in earnest, and he searched for bedside tables, writing desks, walls, bed bottoms, and all places where objects could be hidden. No gain, even the bookcase is empty at a glance. Obviously, the woman either doesn't live here at all, or she just treats it as a shelter.

Of course, this conclusion cannot be reached right away, because at least Brudy still has one bedroom that has not been searched. He gently pushed open the door of the house, the silent corridor in the middle of the night, this combination was enough to make most young children who watched more of the supernatural power feel scared, such as the "Ghost Record" or something...

Because the identity of the boss was there, related thoughts passed through his mind uncomfortably. After a silent smile, Brudy launched a more thorough search.

In the second bedroom, there is still no one.

There is no gain for the entire second floor.

Going downstairs to the first floor, Brudy opened the refrigerator. There was only a box of yogurt empty, and it was a week old after a closer look. It seems that there are still some signs of life, but it's just too careless...

In the end, in the living room after all, Brudy unexpectedly found a portfolio.

"...Finally, it's a bit of a deal."

With such a muttered mouth, he didn't rush to open it, but first looked for it with a flashlight.

"Anime Zola."

With such a name written on the cover of the portfolio, Brudy had no impression at all. He carefully opened the portfolio, which contained a thick stack of documents and information, and the content was...

"This... is German?"

It was shocked for a moment, but Brudy immediately understood that since the woman claimed to be a business representative of the West German Drucken Rig Company, it was common for the woman to carry German materials. It's a pity that this information could not be taken away just like that, and because he did not speak German and did not carry a miniature camera of a professional agent, he sighed helplessly. He could only scan through the information before retrieving the information.

Surprisingly, these data seem to be related to the computer.

This is a very thick stack of information ~www.NovelMTL.com~ about three hundred pages, and Brudy scans it a little bit and finds that most of the pages are actually turned into code. . If God had come, Brudy would have to take him away now. God knows, if it wasn't because his family couldn't afford the tuition, he wouldn't be a soldier, but a computer expert!

Obviously it is my favorite subject, why now I have encountered it, but I just don't understand it! ?

And this is the only English content that occupies a considerable amount of space among the German materials that are less understandable throughout the text!

"God, I really want you!"

In this way, Brudy, who suddenly couldn't help it, shook his arm angrily.

With a snap, the palm of my hand seemed to hit some small bottle and broke it.

An extremely strong sweet smell rushed over his face, and his eyes suddenly turned white.

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