Xie Lun pushed open the door of the church and saw the nun still standing on the spot, quietly looking at herself. But Xie Lun immediately realized that she was not looking at herself, but at the church door.

Could it be...she is waiting for someone to come back?

"Hello."

Xie Lun spoke first.

The nun hesitated a little and said, "There are so many guests today, young man, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing, just watch the excitement here, so come and take a look." Xie Lun approached the nun casually. "The whole city is trying to run out, why are you still here?"

The nun smiled calmly: "Sir, aren't you the same."

Through "Telepathy", Sharon didn't find anything abnormal in the memory of the nun, so he didn't say anything. He walked to the bench where Mason was sitting before and sat down and said, "I hope I'm here by myself. Is it convenient to talk to the Lord, nun?"

The nun looked at Xie Lun quietly for a while before nodding slowly: "Definitely, young man, if you don't mind, you can stay here tonight."

As she said, she turned around and left with a kerosene lamp.

"Obviously there is electricity, but I have to carry a kerosene lamp, and I don't know what I think."

After seeing the nun disappear in front of her eyes, Sharon shook her head, and reached out and fumbled on the stool. From Mason's memory, he discovered that he had hidden a very important thing here. He wanted to give this credit to James, but he didn't expect James to leave with Mason without searching carefully here.

It seems that my uncle is too busy to feel dizzy.

Forget it, he doesn't want me to take this credit.

Sharon wanted to see what Mason was hiding here.

A black arc passed over the stool, and a small steel tube hidden inside the stool flew out of thin air. Xie Lun grabbed it, and then disappeared in a flash.

After returning to Parker's apartment, Sharon cut open the sealed steel pipe and found that there was a pile of old-fashioned film hidden inside. With a flick of his finger, the contents of the film were projected in front of Xie Lun one by one.

Xie Lun just started watching, feeling that there was nothing, it was all old-fashioned old things, such as the mystery of Lincoln's death, the murderer who assassinated Kennedy, etc. It was okay to read the novel, I am afraid no one would believe it. . But gradually, his expression became serious.

Reaching out and shaking in the air, three of the hundreds of photo projections flew in front of Xie Lun. He squeezed his chin and looked at it carefully for a while, then snorted and murmured: "Mephisto, I didn't expect to be here, I grabbed your old boy's fox tail."

A fishing port by the sea seems ordinary, but in fact it has been blocked by countless agent soldiers.

Under the gaze of a group of soldiers with live ammunition, Mason calmly pointed to the map on the desktop and explained: "Roben Island, Devil Island, I actually prefer to call it Death Island. But no matter what the name is, you all Remember, this island is very dangerous. There was once a prisoner who wanted to escape through an abandoned mine pit connected to the sewer, but unfortunately he got lost and was trapped inside."

Raising his head, looking at the serious expressions of the soldiers around him, Mason smiled faintly: "Definitely, I am not the hapless one. I am the only one who succeeded in getting it out, so just follow me and listen. I command, I promise to bring you safely into the island."

He shrugged: "Definitely, whether your actions went well after entering, it doesn't matter to me, my task will be completed."

"Definitely, Mr. Mason, don't worry about this." James said to the side. "As long as you help complete this assault, you will not be responsible for the outcome, whether it is successful or not, and the deal I made with you will naturally be effective."

Mason nodded, turned his head and glanced at the night outside the window, and said in a deep voice: "Then your people are ready? Without further ado, let's set off immediately. If you wait until dawn starts to ebb, then you will be in trouble."

These rigorously trained special forces had already been prepared. Following James' order, they and Mason entered a small submarine together. This submarine will send them to the waters closest to the island, and then they will use other diving tools to dive into the island from the sewer.

"What do you think is the chance of success?"

Inside the Pentagon, while watching every move through remote video, the Speaker of the National Assembly suddenly asked Benjamin next to him.

Benjamin pondered for a moment, and solemnly said: "These are all seasoned SEALs. If you are surprised, I think the possibility of success is still very high."

"I hope so."

The Speaker of the National Assembly nodded without saying much.

Although he didn't know what the owner's follow-up plan was, he was certain that Mason and their assault would never succeed, after all, the owner's owner hadn't played yet.

After the operation began, the commando actively blocked all signals in order to keep it secret, so neither James nor the Pentagon had any idea of ​​the specific situation. However, no matter it was James, the Speaker of the National Assembly or Benjamin, they were not sleepy, and they stayed in the command post and waited for the latest news.

After waiting for more than three hours, the sky was slightly brighter before they received the latest news, and they were still on TV.

The same is "Planet Daily" and the same is Louise. Even if she didn't sleep all night, she was refreshed, and she didn't look like staying up late. Facing the camera, she said generously and forcefully: "Dear viewers, this station just Received a live connection from Robben Island..."

As he said, Harris' cold face appeared on the screen.

Seeing this face, James and Benjamin couldn't help but sink. This guy is still alive, which means that the assault has failed.

Sure enough, Harris said coldly: "My fellow citizens, although I am very reluctant, I still have to tell you the bad news. That is, just last night, the high-level government sent a group of SEALs in an attempt to sneak into the island. After being discovered by us, despite my persuasion, they still resisted, and in desperation, they had to kill them all!"

"What? Killed?"

James shook his whole body, feeling his ears buzzing.

He realized that the mission had failed, but still guessed how many people should have escaped, but he didn't expect all the special forces to be killed?

Harris picked up the camera and swept it behind him. There were densely packed corpses in front of him, blood-stained and blood flowing, and they looked very scary.

"The deaths of these soldiers are all the responsibility of the government." Harris pointed to the camera and roared, "The 24 hours I set is less than four hours away, but the government hasn’t given any reply so far. I’m just asking them to publish the list, but they would rather let these lads die in vain, but also protect the scum who conducts human trials."

Harris took a deep breath and said coldly: "Well, if that's the case, don't blame me for being cruel. If the 24-hour time limit is over and the government still doesn't announce the list, then I will immediately report it to New York and Gotham. A city launches missiles!"

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