Why did you mess up the copy again?

No wonder.

Li Rui lay on the roof and eavesdropped, feeling a little enlightened.

The Polar Holy See even sent Fons here. Obviously there are more and more powerful forces here. If the target is the Thousand-Faced God who killed the previous pope, it would make sense.

but

Is it such a coincidence? He had disappeared for decades, and more importantly, when he received the mission, it had only been a few hours since the incident happened, but Zhuo Feilong explicitly asked him to investigate the Thousand-Faced God.

Could it be that within a few hours of the incident, the Intelligence Analysis Division had already learned such accurate information?

If it is true, Li Ruike has to admire the intelligence personnel of the Dragon Kingdom. After all, the Holy Inquisition High Court is not a second-rate organization. They can find a few people in their 60s and 70s.

He carefully took out a bottle of hearing potion and refilled it.

The duration of this thing is only two minutes, and you have to refill it frequently. Anyone else would never have so much inventory, but Li Rui is outstandingly wealthy and has many such props.

Wang Xiangru also said some other news, most of which were conjectures with relatively low possibility.

"Anyway, what is certain is that someone must have fought with the experts of the Holy See on the Holy Mountain."

"Hey, so many people died because of this kind of thing."

Balmond was a little angry, "Then what should we do next?"

Wang Xiangru said: "I asked people to think of a way to see if they can find the person you want to see."

The two agreed on a place to meet. Bamond took out a small suitcase from the safe, filled with several gold bars, and handed the items to Wang Xiangru as reward.

However, the private detective seemed a little surprised, as if he did not expect such a thing to happen. He just refused firmly and did not take it in the end.

After he left, Balmond went to the locked basement and began to prepare.

It seems that he has indeed been planning an assassination for a long time, with all kinds of guns, explosives, and grenades included. Although if there is a battle, of course, supernatural power will be the main force, but thermal weapons can also assist.

He took the trouble to inventory the equipment he needed twice, and finally put the selected equipment in a shoulder bag that looked like a computer bag, then made a cup of coffee and called his lawyer.

"Mr. Balmond, what are your orders?"

"I want to make a will."

Balmond said, "I'm very sorry, this may have been a little rushed, but the development of things was not what I expected. I didn't expect it to be so smooth."

Of course, a lawyer is not an ordinary lawyer. This kind of person who specializes in serving extraordinary people is also an extraordinary person with great strength. Not only is he proficient in the law, but he can also ensure that the client's will is carried out at critical moments.

Such a person must have good reputation and ability so that people can safely hand over matters after death to the other party.

In fact, he was obviously stronger than Balmond, but his attitude was very polite. After hearing the request, he immediately took out the computer he carried with him.

"Please tell me your request."

Balmond said: "You know those kids outside, right? If I don't come to you again within ten days, everything I have will belong to them. In addition, you can charge according to the market price. My requirement is that they will be able to do it for the rest of their lives." A life of abundance.”

While he was speaking, the lawyer's fingers were tapping hard on the keyboard. Although the equipment has a recording function, it is a professional habit to record in two ways to avoid errors.

"I must remind you that those children outside are illegal. If you may lose contact at any time, it will be too late to go through any procedures. I cannot provide protection through legal channels."

The lawyer said calmly, "If you need to use special means to ensure that the purpose can be achieved, you can choose to pay an additional 30% management fee of the bid, and I will personally ensure that your inheritance reaches the hands where it should go."

"I trust you, so let's do it."

Balmond didn't bargain. The situation was special and it would be more expensive, but it didn't matter. He had quite a lot of money left anyway. "I need to sign the contract now."

"No problem," the lawyer said.

After another matter was finalized, Bamond sent the lawyer away in person, then came to the yard, sat on the edge of the flower bed and looked at the group of orphans who had been picked up just a few days ago.

He suddenly felt a little dazed and didn't know why he suddenly reached this point.

Assassinating a cleric of the Holy Inquisition High Court was an option that was unthinkable in the past.

While he was lost in thought, a little girl with disheveled hair ran over.

"Uncle, my braid is unraveled, can you help me tie it up?"

To be honest, Balmond didn't know how to do this, but he felt in his heart that it was nothing more than just grabbing the hair into a pile and tying it up with a rope, so he clumsily started to help.

The little girl looked to be no more than ten years old at most. Her scalp was clearly painful because of the man's rough techniques, but she didn't say a word and just grinned secretly.

"Uncle, what did my grandfather do?"

She asked to ease the pain.

"He goes to work."

"What is his job?"

"Reporter, this time he is going to investigate some news, the kind you see on TV. He will be back soon and will make a lot of money." Bamond talked a lot, even he himself didn't To think that I would explain so much.

The little girl asked: "But I heard that if there is no contact with a person for more than three days, he is dead."

Balmond's hand was steady, although he was a little flustered.

"Who did you listen to?"

"Officer Todd."

That damn fat guy talks a lot.

Balmond cursed in his mind and said, "No, your grandpa is safe."

"Has he contacted you?"

"No."

"Then how do you know he's safe?"

"."

Seeing that he was silent, the little girl did not cry or make a fuss, and added: "However, Teacher Sansa said that the death of the body is not the real death. When a person is forgotten, he is truly dead."

For a ten-year-old child, this kind of statement seems a bit too profound, but in the edge of the chaotic land, it is normal to have some understanding of death. After all, this is not a peaceful country.

Balmond smiled and said: "Then don't forget me."

"I won't."

After the little girl's braids were tied up, she went back to play among the group of orphans who were also adopted.

Balmond felt much more relaxed, although he didn't know why.

He took out his cell phone and called Wang Xiangru, but was hung up on. He didn't think much about it. When inquiring about information, there was no guarantee that he would be able to speak 24 hours a day.

When he was wondering whether he could make progress today, a murderous intention suddenly enveloped him.

Very strong.

This was his first thought.

"Get in the house!" When he shouted sternly, he had already rushed out and pushed the confused children into the house, "Go to the basement!"

It was too late for him to care about other things. When the group of children ran towards the house in confusion and panic, he took out his weapon.

At the same time, he saw many strange figures appearing at the door and outside the wall, but he didn't need to know them to know that these were people from the Holy Inquisition High Court.

There was a familiar face among them, that was Wang Xiangru, who was going to investigate the intelligence. He was standing at the gate with a person who looked like a high-ranking clergyman.

"This is my personal matter and has nothing to do with him." Bamond regretted getting irrelevant people involved. He thought to himself that Wang Xiangru must have been caught during the investigation.

However, the senior pastor said expressionlessly: "You seem to have made a mistake. Mr. Wang is not my prisoner, but your informant." (End of Chapter)