Chapter 170 Fatal Encounter

It was almost 9 o'clock when Balder left the hospital of the Administration. Last night's battle injured him and destroyed a sacred object, so he had to write some written reports.

As spring was approaching, the temperature was rising slowly. The Administration approved a long vacation for Balder and Diana, and decided to award them medals. They will enjoy the treatment of heroes for a period of time.

But Balder didn't care about these. He was upset and a little overwhelmed.

The three weird women of Asra summoned him through the black glittering stone necklace. He had to meet them at the small bar in Deep Anchor today.

The black glittering stone necklace was a strange object that Asra gave Balder for communication. Its working principle was unknown, and it seemed that the energy was unlimited, and the communication distance was also amazing.

But then again, the working principle of strange objects was unknown, which was one of the important research topics of the institute now.

Although Balder didn't think they could handle it.

He waved the small black pendant in front of his eyes, and the message "Come to see us at 11 noon" was engraved in Balder's mind as if it had been agreed upon a few days ago.

He carried a notebook with him, which recorded the time of each meeting with them, so even if he was affected by the meme of the pendant, Balder still guessed that this was a new summons.

He got into his SUV and stuffed the small notebook into the locker. At this time, he saw Diana walking on the phone not far away.

Diana's left arm was wrapped in thick bandages and a splint, and hung on her chest with a strap.

Balder knew very well how powerful the combined monster was that night. Most people might not be able to save their entire arm, but Diana was just dislocated, and he had to marvel at her physical fitness.

"Hey, Diana." Balder drove slowly, came to Diana's side, rolled down the window and said hello.

"Okay, I'm hanging up, meet at 11 o'clock." Diana glanced at Balder and hung up the phone.

"Do you have a date? Do you want me to take you there?" Bader said with a smile.

Diana is not in a good condition to drive, so her muscle car is still parked at the entrance of the biscuit factory. The people from the Administration will help her drive the car back to the underground parking lot of the apartment this morning.

"Well, I have to go to Lafite Road before 11 o'clock. Are you going there too?" Diana said with a smile.

"Lafite Road... 11 o'clock." Bader tilted his head and calculated the time. If he sent Diana there, he would not be able to arrive on time. After all, from Lafite Road to Deep Anchor, you have to cross a rolling iron area...

"I'd better take the subway. You seem to be very busy." Diana said.

"Yes, there are a lot of troubles, one after another... but at least the gun was found." Bader nodded.

"Hey, do you think the thief who stole the money died there?" Diana asked with a smile.

Balder shook his head. The gun could not have been stolen by Asra. Besides, there were a bunch of killers on the ground at that time. They were all carrying weapons. From the location where the gun was found, it was obvious that someone had deliberately dropped it.

"Maybe. Anyway, this matter is over. Don't worry about the gun anymore. Diana, how is your arm?" Balder said.

"It's okay. I can't go to the sword hall for a while. I think I need to develop a new hobby to pass the time, such as reading superhero comics... How about you? I see you look good..." Diana said.

"Fortunately, the wound is not deep. It's just flesh wounds, but it will inevitably leave ugly scars." Balder smiled, then picked up a book from the passenger seat and shook it.

"Look, I'm reading this recently." Balder said.

"The complete collection of Norse mythology? You still read this?" Diana was a little unbelievable.

"I guess you've read a lot of Wonder Woman comics recently, right?" Balder asked with a smile.

Diana shrugged, forgetting that her left shoulder was still dislocated, and she grimaced in pain as the injury was triggered.

"Take it easy, big sister, I'm leaving first. Take care of yourself." Bader smiled, rolled up the window and stepped on the accelerator. From the rearview mirror, he could see Diana waving at him.

There was no conversation along the way. In order to cover up his tracks, Bader first drove the car to the rolling iron area, parked next to a closed noodle shop, and then prepared to take a taxi to Deep Anchor.

There was an Asian young man in a black suit on the street. When Bader got off the car, he happened to see him stop a taxi.

Bader smiled and rushed to get in the car first. The young man looked confused.

"Man, the suit is nice, thank you for stopping the car." Bader smiled and closed the door.

He urged the driver to drive, rolled up the window, and looked at the rearview mirror. The young man raised his middle finger to the back of the car.

"Black people are of poor quality, fuck..." the young man said angrily.

20 minutes later, Bader got off the car and came to the bar again.

After the code, Bader went to the second floor through the narrow staircase. A room that should not have existed appeared on the wall in front of him.

It was still the room with the ancient charm of the Scarlet Phoenix Republic. Three cheongsam women sat on stools. Their postures and appearances were exactly the same, but the colors of their cheongsams were different.

Bader mustered up the courage to go in. When he looked back, the door disappeared.

"The factory incident cost us a lot of people. This action was beyond our expectations." The ethereal voice of the black cheongsam woman sounded.

"We don't know who is stopping us, but it seems to be related to the missing sacrifice!" The red cheongsam woman laughed.

"We have found the gun, but we didn't find the sacrifice in the body. We don't know where he is now. There is no clue." Bader shook his head.

With a swish, Bader suddenly lowered his body, and his legs felt a sharp pain from the knees. He lowered his head and was surprised to find that his calves were cut off. The whole person could only support himself with his broken knees and arms.

"Ah!!! Hey!" Bader was terrified and in pain. He could only watch his blood soon flow all over the floor of the small room.

"Incompetent person." The blue cheongsam woman said coldly.

Bader glanced at him and knew that it was her who did it just now.

"We are suddenly in a passive situation now." The black cheongsam woman said lightly.

"Well... the woman from the foundation also came to this timeline, and some consortiums were also very disobedient. The few people we finally reached a cooperative relationship with were all dealt with by the killer." The red cheongsam woman laughed.

"The Foundation is not our biggest trouble yet. The company is cleaning up their members who have a relationship with us or are preparing to leave them one by one. We have to deal with the killer first." The blue cheongsam woman said.

"What do you want me to do?" Balder asked with sweat on his forehead.

"Kill the sacrifice, the killer, and the person who entered the Kingdom of Vanhede." The black-robed woman ordered.

"This... This is not something that can be solved overnight... The clues of the sacrifice are completely cut off, and the killer of the consortium... We don't know who it is. The person from Vanhede, only his back is left..." Balder said painfully.

"Things are not that complicated... Because we already know who it is." The red cheongsam woman smiled, sliding barefoot in the blood... The white soles and toes turned red.

"At that time, I could kill him." The blue cheongsam woman said.

"At that time, we kept him alive so that he could help us rob things from the bank... But I didn't expect that he was a leader and ruined our plan." The black cheongsam woman said lightly.

"What are you talking about... I don't understand." Balder wondered.

The woman in the blue cheongsam threw a few playing cards into the blood, and various images appeared on the cards, as if recorded from a first-person perspective.

An Asian youth in a black suit stood in an empty office with his back to the camera, preparing to open the door and go out. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the camera in horror, but found nothing.

The same youth escaped from a car that was cut in half and summoned a green holy dagger to stab the camera straight.

It was still him, in the factory, holding the camera with one hand and stabbing a golden sword under the camera with the other hand, and said: "I'm sorry, everyone has their own destiny."