hsntnovel Chapter 211 For Whom Did We Come?
Chapter 211 For Whom Did We Come?
"These people with superpowers always like to rely on their abilities."
The black-haired girl, several buildings away, watched through binoculars as the man in black climbed into Jiang Qishi's home through the window.
Although Jiang Qishi has been dead for several years, she still prefers to call this house "Jiang Qishi's house" rather than "Jiang Xingni's house"—the house of Jiang Qishi's daughter.
She smiled slightly and said smugly to her teammates beside her, "Unfortunately, what they should be learning most is modern technology."
"Don't let your guard down, Shanqing." Her teammate glanced at her coldly.
They had noticed the man in black robes ever since he entered the lower city.
After all, it's rare to see someone dressed so conspicuously, almost like a cosplayer, among a group of ordinary people.
Moreover, this outfit reminded them of a character who had also only briefly appeared in Tuhe City.
After receiving the news, they were immediately assigned to investigate the intelligence of this newly emerged organization under the veil in Tuhe City. However, after staking out for more than half a month without any news, they came to the Lower City after learning about Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang. Who would have thought that their unintentional actions would lead to such a pleasant surprise?
At first, they were just observing quietly. Who would have thought that they would be discovered in just a few minutes? Shan Qing was sure that her training in the special forces was not for nothing. Her reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance skills could not have been discovered so easily. Her teammates believed Shan Qing's words and eventually guessed that the black-clad man's supernatural ability was to blame for the discovery.
Now that they've been discovered, it's impossible to continue the investigation so openly.
They chose to use the most traditional method, taking advantage of the limited number of intact surveillance cameras and telescopes in the lower city for reconnaissance.
As it turned out, the other side was clearly more familiar with the Lower City than they were—they couldn't help but suspect that this organization was the same one the Lower City had served since its inception.
After losing track of him, the bewildered team could only turn their attention back to their original target: Jiang Qishi's home.
Thus, the man in black who had climbed in through the window was caught red-handed by their group.
"He was able to shake off the surveillance cameras and trackers, and now he might even be aware of us," his teammate whispered, squinting.
Shan Qing chuckled with dissatisfaction: "On the contrary, I think you're being too cautious, Shan Tang."
Shan Qing grinned, his gaze still fixed on the man in black inside Jiang Qishi's house through his binoculars. As he adjusted the lens, he said softly, "Let me see what he's up to..."
Then she saw the man in black wash the dusty bowl.
Shanqing:?
Shan Qing wiped the lens in confusion, beginning to doubt whether he had seen it wrong.
"Did Jiang Qishi and the others have any personal relationship with this person when they were alive?"
Their guess about the man in black's purpose was based on Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang's research findings. However, the first thing the man did upon entering the room was not to look through the research results, but to wash the dishes. Only then did Shan Qing become truly interested.
"Continue to observe." Shantang didn't react much, only offering a cold and indifferent reminder.
They only recently recalled the information about Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang under the influence of the Lower City.
Their files have been gathering dust in the database for nearly ten years, and their daughter is almost an adult.
As a liaison, as a former friend, as a comrade-in-arms—they had all forgotten the existence of the two of them.
Shan Tang pursed his lips.
Their purpose in coming here was simple: to find the research results of Ji Hanzhang and Jiang Qishi—if those results hadn't been treated as waste paper and sold directly as scrap.
"He went into Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang's bedroom!" Shan Qing's expression suddenly turned cold, and she put on her mask. "Looks like we can make our move now."
So the group broke through the window and immediately engaged Jiang Xingni in combat.
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When did my parents offend this group of people?
Jiang Xingni was unusually caught up in a struggle with someone.
On one hand, it was indeed because the opponent's physical skills were truly formidable. Even if they couldn't do anything to Jiang Xingni for the time being, Jiang Xingni couldn't subdue them all in just a few moves.
On the other hand, and this is something everyone is paying attention to...
For Shan Qing and the others, this was the bedroom where Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang lived.
For Jiang Xingni, this was the place where her parents lived when they were alive, and also the place where she grew up.
When fighting, you must be careful not to damage the wallpaper on the walls, and when moving things around, you must not break the wardrobe that Ji Hanzhang used to use.
Jiang Xingni would rather be stabbed herself than let her mother's wardrobe be stabbed.
It should be noted that the wardrobe is still full. Jiang Xingni did not burn the deceased's clothes according to custom, but instead placed them in their original positions according to his own habits.
It's not just about clothes.
This is true from the overall layout of the room.
When Jiang Xingni, who was in junior high school, sorted through her parents' belongings, she only packed up all the consumables and put them in a box. As for the rest, she packed everything up, including her parents' clothes and the writing that a girl with only junior high school education at the time could not understand. She did not throw anything away.
It was as if—they had just gone on a long trip, as if they had just left Jiang Xingni behind and would never be coming home again.
Instead of dying completely like that.
She raised her head and peered at the figure of the person opposite her through the gaps in the flashing swords.
I can't see anything.
Under the cover of professional tactical clothing and masks, Jiang Xingni could only make out that the opposite side was a group of humanoid creatures. He couldn't tell whether they were ordinary people or superhumans, or whether they were male or female.
She took a deep breath, preparing to use her superpower.
Everything before Jiang Xingni's eyes slowed down again and again: the trajectory of the weapons, the true faces beneath the tactical uniforms and masks, and all their weaknesses were all laid out before him under the effect of the Eye of Truth.
She snatched the long knife from one of their hands.
The clanging sound of blades clashing against blades made Jiang Xingni's hand go numb slightly.
Following the blade's predicted trajectory, Jiang Xingni dodged the attack, and then without hesitation—she placed the knife against the neck of one of the men opposite her.
"You've come for Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang." Jiang Xingni deliberately lowered his voice, squinting as he sized them up.