Chapter: 920
There are four Beyonders in total, at least four... The strongest one should be Mr. Heras, at least Sequence 6, maybe even Sequence 5... I don't know what path it is, it is somewhat similar to the "Dark Emperor" path... Rely on order and promulgate laws? According to the scene just now, it can be preliminarily judged that the ban is only for the underground area, not including the entire villa. Also, people come and go during the day, once it is banned, it will be too troublesome to get in and out... I don't know if it is the same at night... Klein's analysis Based on the information obtained just now, he asked again: "What does the overall layout of the villa look like?"
He quickly received feedback, and saw the magnificent hall, the elegant and spacious restaurant, the corridor running through the first floor, as well as the bathroom, the underground area and other scenes.
Through them, Klein pieced together the general layout of Capin's villa in his mind.
Feeling spiritually drained, he asked one final question: "Which big names is Capin close to?"
The scene presented before his eyes was the magnificent hall just now, half naked girls were either crawling to serve alcoholic drinks to the guests, or allowed them to fight and scold, or were directly dragged to a secluded place where they were tortured. devastated.
They are young, with painful and numb expressions, and if they are slow or not enthusiastic enough, Capin's waiters or maids will whip them.
These servants witness the scene of crime without any sympathy, scrambling to express themselves, trying to gain appreciation.
Klein saw Capin among those guests, saw the indifferent Mr. Heras, saw Vadra, a member of the House of Representatives who often appeared in the newspaper, and saw the fat man called the deputy director...
...
That's a deputy director of the Backlund Police Department? This is the high-level of the police department... None of the servants are good... Also, the villa must have been screened and trusted... Klein rubbed his forehead and stopped the close fit� ��The man in the peaked cap is just a small leader, and there are at most things that he can know or participate in.
And until this time, the mysterious unknown limit has not been touched.
Klein finished the ceremony, made the opponent's figure disappear above the gray mist, and then returned to the real world.
In that ethereal and illusory room, he sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the man in the peaked cap who was unconscious on the ground, analyzed the feasibility of the performance based on the information he had just obtained, and thought about one plan after another.
In the end, Klein had a firm idea, and silently said to himself: "Maybe it's okay without help...
"The helper will drag me down instead, making it inconvenient for me to escape when I am in danger.
"It's very important to pick the right timing."
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Nearly fifty minutes later, a man wearing a black and gray peaked cap appeared in the East District, heading straight for the streets controlled by the Zmang Party.
Just seeing a few dark-skinned, thin and strong plateau people with fierce faces, he immediately moved closer, pretending not to look at the road, and bumped into one of them.
"Damn it! You bastards!" The man in the cap cursed loudly and punched him.
Those plateau people who loved to fight fought with him without showing any weakness.
During this process, the man in the peaked cap drew out his dagger, and the plateau people also showed their weapons.
Puff!
During the battle, a dagger was inserted into the neck of the man in the cap without being able to avoid it, hitting an artery just in time.
The man in the peaked cap fell down, and bright red blood pooled open around his head.
He quickly lost his life, and an illusory and transparent figure in his body disappeared immediately.
Klein returned above the gray mist, used it as a springboard, re-entered his body, and opened his eyes in the cheap hotel in the Jowood area.
He dealt with the remaining traces, went to the front desk and checked out the room.
All the way back to Minsk Street, Klein once again entered above the gray fog.
He wants to divination a simple but crucial information! JrNovels.com
He quickly received feedback, and saw the magnificent hall, the elegant and spacious restaurant, the corridor running through the first floor, as well as the bathroom, the underground area and other scenes.
Through them, Klein pieced together the general layout of Capin's villa in his mind.
Feeling spiritually drained, he asked one final question: "Which big names is Capin close to?"
The scene presented before his eyes was the magnificent hall just now, half naked girls were either crawling to serve alcoholic drinks to the guests, or allowed them to fight and scold, or were directly dragged to a secluded place where they were tortured. devastated.
They are young, with painful and numb expressions, and if they are slow or not enthusiastic enough, Capin's waiters or maids will whip them.
These servants witness the scene of crime without any sympathy, scrambling to express themselves, trying to gain appreciation.
Klein saw Capin among those guests, saw the indifferent Mr. Heras, saw Vadra, a member of the House of Representatives who often appeared in the newspaper, and saw the fat man called the deputy director...
...
That's a deputy director of the Backlund Police Department? This is the high-level of the police department... None of the servants are good... Also, the villa must have been screened and trusted... Klein rubbed his forehead and stopped the close fit� ��The man in the peaked cap is just a small leader, and there are at most things that he can know or participate in.
And until this time, the mysterious unknown limit has not been touched.
Klein finished the ceremony, made the opponent's figure disappear above the gray mist, and then returned to the real world.
In that ethereal and illusory room, he sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the man in the peaked cap who was unconscious on the ground, analyzed the feasibility of the performance based on the information he had just obtained, and thought about one plan after another.
In the end, Klein had a firm idea, and silently said to himself: "Maybe it's okay without help...
"The helper will drag me down instead, making it inconvenient for me to escape when I am in danger.
"It's very important to pick the right timing."
����
Nearly fifty minutes later, a man wearing a black and gray peaked cap appeared in the East District, heading straight for the streets controlled by the Zmang Party.
Just seeing a few dark-skinned, thin and strong plateau people with fierce faces, he immediately moved closer, pretending not to look at the road, and bumped into one of them.
"Damn it! You bastards!" The man in the cap cursed loudly and punched him.
Those plateau people who loved to fight fought with him without showing any weakness.
During this process, the man in the peaked cap drew out his dagger, and the plateau people also showed their weapons.
Puff!
During the battle, a dagger was inserted into the neck of the man in the cap without being able to avoid it, hitting an artery just in time.
The man in the peaked cap fell down, and bright red blood pooled open around his head.
He quickly lost his life, and an illusory and transparent figure in his body disappeared immediately.
Klein returned above the gray mist, used it as a springboard, re-entered his body, and opened his eyes in the cheap hotel in the Jowood area.
He dealt with the remaining traces, went to the front desk and checked out the room.
All the way back to Minsk Street, Klein once again entered above the gray fog.
He wants to divination a simple but crucial information! JrNovels.com
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