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Chapter 283 Chapter 280 Fly

Author: Soth

Seizing the enemy's mistake, Zhuang Xuteng and Ge Gongdao beat the drowned dog hard. The armor-piercing hammer kept hammering down, and the shadow slave gun followed up and fired. The security guard in the treasure house car was quickly dealt with. The two breathed a sigh of relief, high-fived in the air, and celebrated

After completing it, continue to devote yourself to the task.

"Wrap them in body bags. I have another one over there and will transport it to you." Zhuang Xuteng said, "I will go back to the front of the dining car and continue to stare. You should also go back to the back as soon as possible. Look at the blood on my body.

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"It's a bit difficult to wipe off. You might as well take off the outer layer." Ge Gongdao pointed to himself and said, "That's the advantage of wearing two layers of clothes. I will shed my skin soon, so we won't see each other before leaving the station."

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"Understood." Zhuang Xuteng retreated to the door of the carriage and tore off his coat. There was an identical piece of clothing inside. Although there were piles of euro cash, platinum coins, and dozens of safes of the same standard in the treasure house carriage, he

There is no intention of stopping, checking, or counting. Prioritize tasks, complete your own work first, and only then can it fall into your pocket.

When he threw the body bag from the dining car into the treasure house car, Kent's figure appeared on the roof. Braving the strong wind, he moved the balloon equipment over, fixed himself with hooks, and then began to install it. Zhuang Xuteng nodded to him

, Kent also gave a brief thumbs up. This brief exchange is enough, everyone still has tasks.

Zhuang Xuteng closed the rear door of the dining car tightly, and then drew the curtains on both sides of the car. He didn't close them all - that seemed a bit deliberate - but the windows where balloons might be seen needed to be covered.

"Huh...what else needs to be done?" Zhuang Xuteng calmed down and thought carefully. It will be more than half an hour before the helicopter takes off, and there are still several hours before they get off at the station. It seems that the dining car will not be open at all during this period.

It was unreasonable. He walked into the kitchen, listened to the sounds outside, and rummaged through the cupboards. He found a somewhat old set of staff uniforms in the corner cupboard. They should have been replaced and sent for laundering, and they were already a bit worn.

It smells bad, but it's much better than the one with blood stains on the corpse.

"Temporary plan, I'm going to pretend to be a waiter in the restaurant and take over my shift here." Zhuang Xuteng said to Nightingale: "Can you help me check if there is a shift change plan in the restaurant."

"I can't find it here, it's not in the train system." Nightingale looked a little anxious and said, "I can ask the intelligence officer to help check it out."

"Yes, but it must be secretive. I personally think that this position will not be replaced. Cooking is not as important as keeping an eye on the car in the back. Checking it is just in case." Zhuang Xuteng said: "Don't forget to handle the monitoring of the dining car and wipe it.

Get rid of all traces of our actions here."

"It's already being processed. Use the looping screen to continuously overwrite the monitoring information and then delete it all together. This is the safest way."

"Okay." Zhuang Xuteng said, "Please pay attention to your safety. I have nothing else to do here for the time being."

He put on his uniform, opened each cupboard to check the contents, picked up the package of instant food and remembered the equipment, temperature and time required to process it, then stood behind the bar and put away the "Closed" sign.

Time passed by, and Zhuang Xuteng only felt that it was slower than usual. The train vibrated back and forth from time to time, which meant that the treasure house car had been separated from the car body, and the second half of the train was being pushed forward, and its movement was difficult.

Control. This is not Muir’s fault. The entire section of the railway lacks maintenance, the road conditions are poor, height differences and lateral movement errors are common. In addition, the inertia of the train is so large, bumps and collisions are inevitable.

A yawning passenger came to the dining car and asked Zhuang Xuteng for a cup of espresso. "Pay first." Zhuang Xuteng imitated the previous waiter's face perfectly, and his movements of rummaging through the cabinet for ingredients and operating the machine were smooth and smooth.

I feel very familiar with the situation here and have even developed conditioned reflexes.

This is also thanks to the recipe sheets and operating procedures posted on various machines, otherwise Zhuang Xuteng would not know how to make espresso. After serving the coffee, the passenger sat in front of the bar, sipping and chattering.

He has sleep problems and is most afraid of being woken up in the middle of the night. Falling back asleep will be very painful. But he has only one solution: hold on until he can no longer hold on.

"That's really uncomfortable." Zhuang Xuteng only said one sentence, and then he leaned against the wall and was lazy. The passenger drank coffee and chattered on. Maybe he regarded Zhuang Xuteng as his psychiatrist?

At this time, a man wearing black sunglasses and an armored suit walked into the dining car. He looked at Zhuang Xuteng and seemed a little surprised. Then he saw the guests chatting animatedly on the bar, and his expression relaxed slightly.

"Is it nice here?" the man in the suit asked.

Zhuang Xuteng put away his polite smile and nodded slowly and solemnly. He directly observed with the naked eye the neat cuts left by the installation of various implants on the skin of the man in the suit. One of his hands was hidden in his gloves, but his wrists

The exposed part can see the artificial armored skin. Zhuang Xuteng didn't even need to activate the Eye of Shadow to know that this man was well-equipped and might be a difficult opponent.

"It's okay." The man nodded, looked around the dining car again, and then turned to leave. The passenger drinking coffee looked at his back and curled his lips, saying: "I'm not a big official, but I have a lot of things to do. Oh, do a good job.

Only in this way can you..."

Zhuang Xuteng raised his hand, put it on the back of his neck and pressed it hard. The passenger rolled his eyes and fainted. He was merciful and only caused temporary damage to him. There would be no sequelae. This technique was learned from Prince.

Just when he and Ge Gongdao were asking for advice on assassin techniques.

This man must not be allowed to talk any more. If the man in the suit is brought back, the situation will become quite complicated. According to the sound of footsteps, the man in the suit must have heard the gossip behind him, and his pace slowed down for a while. Until Zhuang Xuteng

After putting the passenger down, he grunted, resumed speed and continued moving forward.

"Huh... I saved you once." Zhuang Xuteng patted the passenger's head, then helped him to the dining table and laid him on a chair to let him sleep. The more thoroughly he fainted, the more soundly he slept.

The train suddenly trembled, and then accelerated briefly. This meant that the treasure house carriage was completely separated from the front car, and the balloon began to inflate. Zhuang Xuteng listened carefully, trying to catch the sound of the helicopter, but heard nothing. The train's own driving noise increased.

The howling wind above was well concealed, and the nightingales and rockbirds seemed to have used some kind of noise control technology.

He didn't understand what the two sisters were explaining. They probably collected the noise from the helicopter and then played opposite sound waves in the car speakers to cancel out the two. Zhuang Xuteng didn't know much about reading and didn't know how difficult it was. He just thought it was quite magical.

of.

However, this could only weaken the noise, but could not completely cover everything up. Zhuang Xuteng listened carefully and could still catch the sound of the helicopter flying overhead. Then, he heard a change in the sound of the wind. It should be that the carriage was lifted and the surrounding air

The flow state changed. Then there were several metal collisions and brief friction, and then the helicopter was heard flying away.

The car behind caught up and bumped into the dining car. The brief collision and shaking was hidden in the bumps and jitters of the vehicle. Now Zhuang Xuteng was very grateful to the bad road conditions, which really helped cover up a lot of things.

After the train docking was completed, Zhuang Xuteng left the bar and came to the end of the carriage. He opened a curtain and saw the sleeper carriage behind. Ge Gongdao was looking at him at the door. The two nodded and smiled, then turned around together to do whatever they were supposed to do.

The train was still moving forward, unaware that one of his body parts had been stolen. Zhuang Xuteng continued to stand guard behind the bar. Twenty minutes later, he received the news that Nightingale and Yanque had completed cleaning the train control system.

Jae Young had erased their traces from the chip level. The two sisters had been taken back to the sleeper car by Gogong Road. They were cold, tired and not in good condition, but they would definitely be able to make it to the station.

Later, a message from Lucy came, informing Zhuang Xuteng that there were three people in the dining car crew on the day shift and only one on the night shift. They all worked full time, so there should be no shift changes in the middle. Their morning shift started at 5:30, and it was estimated that after 5:00

Someone will come over to check the food, so Zhuang Xuteng needs to be careful.

With the intelligence support in place, Zhuang Xuteng knew what to do. At four forty-five, he cooked himself a steaming hot curry chicken rice, changed his clothes, sat down at the dining table, and ate slowly.

At about 5:20, the day shift waiter arrived and was a little stunned when he saw the empty kitchen. Zhuang Xuteng put down his spoon and said to him: "The man just now had something to leave early. He asked me to tell you."

"Oh, so that's it."

Zhuang Xuteng muddled through like this. He finished his "breakfast", returned to his seat, and then waited for the train to arrive at the station.

At 6:30 in the morning, the train began to slow down and stopped on the platform five minutes later. As soon as the door opened, Zhuang Xuteng left the carriage, quickly walked into the exit passage, and disappeared into the crowd. Ten minutes later, he and Ge Gongdao

The two sisters, Nightingale and Rockbird, met together. The four of them looked at each other and smiled, then breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed.

Nightingale pointed to her head and said: "The helicopter has landed smoothly, and the entire carriage has been pushed into an underground warehouse that can isolate signals. The middleman is checking each item one by one to prevent there being tracking equipment that can be activated. The latest mission briefing is: Everyone is busy

Then reassemble the helicopter and put it back as soon as possible."

"Now it depends on whether all the finishing work can be done well." Zhuang Xuteng pricked up his ears, then smiled and said: "There should be a missing piece inside the station. I heard the alarm bell."

"I heard it too." Yanque said with a smile: "I also felt that the air was full of tense communication signals. It will definitely be very lively here after a while, we should withdraw, right?"

"Well, it's time to leave. Are there any instructions from Lucy?"

"She told us not to rush there and make sure no one is following her. Our group is the only ones outside right now, and everyone else is safe."

"Okay." Zhuang Xuteng immediately changed his mind and said: "Let's split up, take the bus to the car rental point, then take the bus back, and drive our car back. Such a cross-city movement is long enough, and it can be seen whether there is any

Trackers, what do you think?"
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