Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

Chapter 988 Tragic Agents

Mu Fan leaned down, rolled up his opponent's sleeves calmly, and took off that not-so-high-end mechanical watch.

Then he took out the other party's wallet... Looking at the empty wallet, Mu Fan expressionlessly pulled out some of the cards inside, which were still all over the floor.

After finishing, Mu Fan straightened his collar and walked out calmly.

In that quiet corridor, lay a businessman who had passed out.

Anyone who sees this scene will conclude that...

It was robbed!

The route Mu Fan walks is the same as when he came here, that is, with Hei's terrifying network capabilities, Mu Fan walks completely to monitor blind spots.

But in the non-blind area, Hei directly erased Mu Fan's figure without a trace.

When the fat man in the restaurant finished his tenth beef burger with a sad face, he finally received a message from Mu Fan.

Then the fat man burst into tears instantly!

This hand-patted beef is so real that he will throw up if he eats it again.

"Brother, where are you~ woo woo~"

The fat man let out a terrifying howl, which startled Mu Fan, and quickly pointed out his area, which was a tea house in the B9 area of ​​satellite 87.

Then the diners in the restaurant stared dumbfounded at this balloon-like fat man, who jumped up from his seat and rushed out excitedly.

"Sir, you haven't settled yet~~"

"Keep the change, please!"

The fat man flipped out a few big banknotes casually.

He rushed outside with surging momentum.

He finally doesn't have to eat the damn burger!

O world, you are free!

...

There was a piece of gold in his head, and when he regained consciousness, the middle-aged man felt as if his head was about to explode.

it hurts.

Where are you?

right! I was following that little fat man.

The middle-aged man who seemed to have regained his sobriety wanted to get up.

"Hiss~"

The sharp pain on his forehead spurred him to cry out.

With a trembling hand, a towering blood bag bulged high on his forehead.

At this time, the disguised tracker felt as if he had been trampled by countless yaks.

Was beaten by someone?

When he stood up against the wall, he found that the place was in a mess.

I X!

My purse?

Where is my watch?

Moments later, the stalker stared at the bright and uncluttered ceiling, weeping.

He, a real soldier who retired from the reconnaissance force, was robbed!

No, I'm a soldier. If the other party can rob like this, it's impossible for him to be an ordinary robber.

There must be a terrifying conspiracy in it.

So, he decided to...

Call the police immediately!

Contact his person in charge through the police channel, and then use the police force to investigate and monitor!

...

Ten minutes later.

The regretful police officer pushed the middle-aged man who was going crazy out of the police office.

"I'm sorry sir, all the evidence shows that you were indeed robbed." When they said this, the police officers looked regretful, obviously the watch that the unlucky guy opposite him lost must be very valuable, otherwise they wouldn't be in such a hurry.

"After the analysis of our experts, the other party must be a habitual offender with sophisticated means. And you are a first-class passenger on a cruise ship, so it is theoretically reasonable to be targeted."

"Past your MB!"

The heart infinitely greets the pursuers of the entire police station and family, and now I want to punch the other person in the face.

The fat man he questioned had absolutely no motive or time for committing the crime.

Because the other party was really in the restaurant and actually ate 10 three-layer beef burgers!

Nima!

In the end, I ate and cried.

Is it delicious enough to cry?

This is simply the most nonsense thing in the world.

"I want to complain to you, I want to find your director!"

"I'm sorry, sir. We are also very sad that such a thing happened. I will inform you as soon as there is an update on the incident. What do you think?"

"not so good."

"That's a pity, good-bye sir."

"..."

So the lonely tracker stood at the gate of the police station like a bald chicken.

Then his eyes moved.

By the way, contact the two companions.

"Jerome, where are you?"

"...I'm seeing hemorrhoids in the hospital..." The faint words came from Tianxun's end, and it felt like a walking dead whispering in the ear.

"How is your fruit?"

"My hemorrhoids hurt...bye."

The inexplicable tracker looked at Tianxun, and inexplicably cursed something sick.

Then dial another group of people's Tianxun.

It lasted a minute but no one answered.

He didn't know, not even Mu Fan...

At this moment, a young man with a simple and honest face and a slightly fat body was carrying a travel bag and was standing in the hall of a space port with a dusty face, but there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

[What a skill, the information from the very beginning was misleading... unexpectedly being targeted by people from the Federation. 】

Imperial Eagle Eye, Ren Xiaowei!

He, the high-ranking agent of the eagle eye of the empire, was unknowingly misled... It's really interesting.

But the seriousness in the eyes of this fat young man ended there.

It's just that these people don't seem to be targeting him specifically.

A top agent would never meet the same gaze twice.

On the other hand, these people had a strong military aura on them.

These are just ordinary intelligence officers...

I am afraid that the chance meeting that was originally calculated will not be used.

Therefore, Mr. Ren Xiaowei, a senior agent of the Eagle Eye of the Empire, weighed his backpack, and naturally followed the large team to walk forward.

The group of agents from the mysterious department of the military frowned and looked at the space port.

Mysterious clues keep appearing along the way, and they can only be discovered with their rich experience. This situation is enough to be judged as the other party's lies.

But at this space port, the clue was quietly cut off.

"Scatter, search carefully, the other party must be hiding here." The leader of this group of agents secretly ordered.

Perhaps some kind of intuition between agents.

One of them noticed the fat young man who was about to disappear into the crowd over there.

It's not that the other party has any obvious problems...

It was that the other party was about to leave their sight unknowingly.

If I hadn't looked at a trash can in the back left on a whim, I wouldn't have noticed this subtle move of the other party.

"Boss, I'll go over there and have a look."

The military agent followed quietly.

Ren Xiaowei, who was walking in front like an ordinary person, suddenly showed a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

The target of the Imperial Hawkeye was the SI77. If he was found by these second-rate agents so easily, wouldn't it seem too amateurish.

So Ren Xiaowei walked unhurriedly, spit out the chewing gum and held it in the palm of his hand. When passing a man, he casually stuck this small piece of chewing gum to the bottom of the man's purse.

signal jammer.

Then, when passing by a lady, he quietly took out the other person's wallet, stuffed a universal bank card of the Galaxy Federation, and patted the other person on the shoulder.

"Ma'am, you lost your wallet."

"Ah... thank you! Thank you so much!"

The middle-aged woman couldn't help thanking her, but Ren Xiaowei just showed a simple and honest smile.

[Camouflage Dangerous Information Generator] Interlude is complete.

Then, he simply disappeared from the sight of the agents behind him.

"Code 19 found a problem, I have a situation here!"

When the equipment from the Imperial Hawkeye started to function, the equipment of these agents simultaneously issued a rapid beep.

And the agent in charge of tracking, no longer concealed, began to rush forward.

...

In the transparent restaurant on the second floor, a passenger who had just finished his meal glanced down, then retracted his gaze lightly, picked up the coat on the back of the chair, and left gracefully.

What Mr. explained has been successfully completed.

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