Chapter 1112 Missing Person Notice

"Find someone?"

It was still a small bar that was reserved. Fangran, who was wearing a mask this time, was sitting on the sofa. His business flight was a few hours behind him. The three people who had just returned from the sea were sitting on each side.

After listening to the agent's words, Annabelle was the first to raise her eyebrows.

"Oh, first they pretended to attack the official base, then attacked the association's factory, and then went to sea to escort the crude oil. This time they asked us to find someone. You Fiseld are really good at calling people."

Wearing a bright and exquisite dress, she crossed her thin legs and crossed her arms in front of her chest, and sneered in a sarcastic way. She was already used to this attitude of the participants.

The agent's voice didn't waver in the business-like response:

"I'm sorry to make such a request when we have just returned from the sea, but the documents stolen by the other party are too important,"

"We have to race against time to find a way to retrieve them."

After the Lakeshore Factory Incident, even the A-level adjutants of the association showed up that night. Faced with the questioning pressure from participants demanding explanations, the agent confessed all the information.

Let them know that the enemy is the Future Consortium and that there is a shadow of association behind it,

And the company that employs him is the financial empire of Fiseld.

"How can you guarantee that the other party did not directly destroy those contracts? If we try our best to find the person for you, and only a pile of shredded paper is left, wouldn't it be a joke?"

Leaning on the sofa in the bar, not caring about her employer's serious crisis at the moment, Annabelle raised her face slightly and lowered her eyes to check her nails, and asked with a careless smile,

In response to her sharp and to the point question, the agent spoke silently and then silently:

"We can't guarantee it, but we don't have a choice."

Annabelle snorted mockingly at the answer.

"Then since we are looking for someone, we shouldn't be looking aimlessly in the vast sea of ​​people, right?"

At this time, Celica, who was sitting in the middle, spoke up, put down the tequila she had just taken from the counter, and asked directly:

"Where's the clue?"

A white T-shirt, a black jacket and trousers and short boots were not a fashionable outfit like Annabelle. With such a simple outfit, she could only be said to be 'handsome', putting Fang Ran, the only male present, to shame.

"We found an item left behind by the other party at the scene."

Listening to her inquiry, the agent's voice sounded from the notebook on the coffee table in front of the four of them,

Then Fangran took out the miniature mechanical device that was the size of a coin and less than a centimeter thick.

Annabelle didn't care much about Fiseld's evidence being taken out of his hands. The company placed trustworthy people in the hired team of participants to avoid being left in the dark.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in various types of employment entrustments.

As for Lynn, as a person who basically doesn't speak or even forgets her existence, it's hard for you to know what she cares about.

Among the three women, only Celica raised her eyes and glanced at Fangran about this detail.

By the way, after accidentally witnessing Fang Ran’s appearance on the tanker last night, and before Fang Ran’s mind was racing at that moment to figure out how to prevent her from telling anyone,

Selica remembered who he was, glanced at him and spoke coldly:

‘No matter why you are here as a member of the Chinese Night Bureau, since you have come to North America, hide your identity and don’t cause us any trouble for this reason. ’

For ordinary participants, there are only two reasons why Fangran's face can be recognized. One is the disguise that Night Crow wore before revealing his true identity, and the other is the recent arrest of the Fourth Lieutenant of Europe on the Night Network.

Although all of them have been deleted by Ling, it is inevitable that someone like Celica will leave an impression on her mind.

Fortunately, as long as the person involved doesn't spread the word to the association, it won't be a big problem. Fangran was relieved when he heard that Celica only warned and didn't pursue too much.

Of course, the fact that Chinese official participants helped North American companies survive the crisis,

For this kind of senior participants who have reached the top level of B level,

No one knows what she will secretly think of,

Just like now, Fangran always feels that the way Selika looks at him is a little special...

Fortunately, Selica turned her eyes away the next second, as if she just glanced at him casually, and then turned her attention to the clues Fangran put on the table.

Then, the moment she saw the miniature device, she frowned slightly and looked at the screen to question:

"Are you sure this is something the other party left behind at the scene?"

Annabelle on the side also glanced at it and raised a smile on her lips:

"Ho~ As a clue, this is really complete. I wonder which black market you got it from and used it for research."

"We went through a number of ways to recover this object,"

The agent simply explained as instructed, and then asked aloud:

"Do you know anything about it?"

Reaching out to pick it up and activate it, Celica put the 'clue' in front of her eyes and looked at it:

"It looks like a small current disruptor. It's not very powerful. It's most effective on things like cameras. But it's cleverly designed to allow the current of the device to repeat itself within a short period of time. There's basically no difference from normal operation. .”

To be precise, it can convert the image and sound into a digital signal at the camera output port and repeatedly output it, so that the monitoring terminal can always display the previous scene normally.

Although she already knew this through Yi Er, Fangran couldn't help but secretly marvel when she saw that she could understand it clearly with just two glances.

"This is not the style of a workshop, nor is it the mature standardized equipment on the night network. The personal style reflected in the production process is obvious. The guy who made it is most likely a C-level technician from somewhere."

Even though he is always forgotten because of his fighting style, he is actually the only high-level technologist present. As for Selika’s judgment,

Neither Annabelle nor Lynn said much.

Although the latter himself won't say anything...

And hearing her words like this, Fangran's eyes lit up. Compared with seeing through the principles, the judgment of a strong and experienced technician in this aspect is more precious.

"So we can go through this guy who stole the contract?"

"That has to be the case where he and the producer are the same person."

After pouring cold water on him calmly, Selica looked at the gadget in her hand and continued:

"According to the current information, if there is no magic energy left in the corridor that he used to hide his figure, then even the optical stealth equipment that cannot conceal the action of opening the safe and needs to interfere with surveillance,"

"It's not a rare thing that a C-level person can obtain through channels. It's more likely that the person doesn't want to use anything that might expose himself, so he collected the equipment from the black market."

Is it like this...

As someone who can explode even flying armors at will, Fangran was a little surprised because he had no idea about the level of these technological equipment.

"But as the only clue, we can only follow it to investigate now,"

"However, there are some things I need to say clearly first,"

After analyzing the current situation, Celica held the miniature device in her hand, looked at the 'agent' on the coffee table, and spoke indifferently:

"When abilities, gender, and appearance are all unknown, a participant can be found in just a few days with only one clue, taking into account factors such as the other party may hide, transfer, destroy traces, deploy anti-tracking means, etc.,"

"From a probability perspective, it is highly unlikely. You'd better be mentally prepared for failure and take rescue measures, or it's still too late to change your mind and think of other methods."

Listening to her ruthlessly speaking out possible objective suggestions, the agent was silent for a moment, as if he had confirmed it with his superior before responding loudly again:

"In the four days before the signing meeting, find the person and get the stolen contract back. As long as you do your best, Fiseld will pay extra afterwards."

Regarding the agent's promise, Selika replied in a nonchalant manner,

"Yeah, that's it."

Then he hung up the communication with him.

Then she glanced at the three people including Fang Ran, and said calmly:

"It looks like we're going to act together next."

"cut!"

When she heard that she was going to act with her next, Annabelle crossed her arms and made a sound in displeasure. On the other hand, Lynn just nodded and said yes, indicating that she knew,

As for Fang Ran, she acted as his C-level rookie.

"We first go find the guy who made this thing, and then try to get information from him about the person we are looking for,"

After simply explaining the steps, Celica raised her eyes,

"The nearest gathering point from here is Houston. Considering the distance and time, and the fact that we still have to try our luck in the black market and taverns, we'd better leave now."

Black market, tavern...

This unfamiliar word sounds like it has a certain color to it. Before that, Fangran had been active at the top level of reality, handling corporate affairs as a big shot like an executive.

After coming to North America... no, maybe even after awakening,

For the first time, I felt that something more like the life of a night battle participant was slowly approaching me.