At the east-west junction of Gria City, an old long street became increasingly lonely in the afterglow of the sunset. The dilapidated buildings, the decayed trees, the dirty and messy ground, and everything tells the remoteness and backwardness of this place.

No. 26 Sustin Street, one of the few buildings in this area that are still viewable.

On this evening near the setting sun, strange visitors are welcomed.

"Okay, it seems like another vain." Alan and Renard walked from both ends of the street and stopped at the entrance of a two-story building that looked deserted.

Before he could enter, Allen had already come to the conclusion.

The reason why the two of them came from both ends of the street was not to prevent each other from leaving.

As a result, it seems like it is in vain.

"Go in and take a look." Renard's face was still calm, and nothing unusual appeared.

"Okay." Allen responded.

Click!

The rusty iron door made a squeaking and friction sound under the push of external force, just like sharp and slender nails rubbing violently on the blackboard, which made people feel annoying.

Alan was half a seat in front of Renard, holding a knife in his left hand and slowly pushing open the closed door with his right hand.

However, what surprised him was that the iron door used to protect the safety of residents was not locked, but it just obscured the portal.

The vigilant mentality suddenly became stronger, and the originally loose muscles began to tighten.

Although there was no suspicious aura in his perception, and the keen sense of his expertise such as [Sixth Sense] and [Alert] still had no abnormal movements, he did not dare to be too confident.

After all, [the sixth sense] is not omnipotent after all.

Renard stood behind Alan, and the staff that was originally placed in the space magic tool had been pulled out and held in his hand. Several alchemy props on his body were also in a state to be activated.

Although they are not afraid of the enemy, they are not arrogant either.

Walking into the house, the interior of an old and dilapidated house came into view.

The walls were a little yellow, and scattered walls had begun to fall off, revealing the ugly brick walls.

There were several solid wood shelves in the room that had begun to decay, exuding a disgusting smell.

The first floor seems to be used by the original owner to do business, so it is extremely empty. There are also several booths for displaying goods. Only in the corner of the room can you see an upward staircase.

The whole room looked completely uninhabited for a long time, as if it had been left out in the corner of time, allowing it to rot and mold.

However, all this was not the case in Alan and Renard.

Not to mention the rest, if this double-storey building really has no one to come, then the taste in it will never be as disgusting as it is now, but it will almost be unable to survive.

Moreover, Allen and Renard saw other things.

The huge first floor is extremely wide, about 80 square meters.

The ground is extremely clean and does not have thick dust as usual.

Near the stairs, there is a pool of dark red blood that has been seen as someone has come not long ago.

"You said, who was injured?" Allen squatted beside the pool of blood, and used the hilt of the knife to point it among a pile of blood-stained medical waste.

"It should be Isaac." Renard also lowered his body and looked at these things carefully.

"I think so." Allen had no doubts, because he could also sense the breath of this blood that was similar to Isaac.

Although I haven't known each other for a long time, Isaac made him remember it very deeply. It's not difficult for him to just recognize the other person's breath.

However, Allen's purpose is more than that, "Can you find the other person through these things?"

Allen stood up, holding the long slender knife in his hand, the scabbard was as smooth as new and without any trace of blood.

"Impossible." Renard replied without any warmth, not as if he was upset about missing the opportunity.

"Although they were seriously injured, they are still strong men of the Silver level."

"A wounded beast is far more dangerous than a normal beast."

Buzz!

An invisible spell wave swept across, scanning the entire building in an instant.

Renard stood there and replied with a sigh, "And who knows if the other party's injury is an illusion."

Renard suddenly waved his hand, as if he had grabbed the invisible rope.

A few drops of potion droplets suddenly appeared on the dry ground on the ground and flew in front of the two of them.

"This is the residual liquid of the medium-sized healing potion, which is enough to heal a serious injury. Even if it is a serious injury, it can recover most of the time."

"I don't know if they accidentally missed these omissions, or if they deliberately tried to disrupt our sight."

"But I don't think it's a good opportunity."

Allen didn't say anything, but he also agreed with Renard's opinion.

After all, since the other party can set up the first safe house in Gria City, there is probably a second and a third one.

And according to these residual things, the other party has allocated quite useful resources in these safe houses.

It would be fine if they could catch the other party as soon as possible, but he would have difficulty in imagining how the other party would turn the tables.

But if they are led by the other party, they are likely to be at a disadvantage or even be fooled.

After all, spellcasters with enough supplies are extremely terrifying human-shaped turrets.

After thinking about it, Allen decisively gave up this idea.

However, he did not give up easily, and called Renard to walk upstairs for a while, but there was no valuable gain.

Then, the two closed the door of this small building that no one would visit again and walked towards the executive department.

Because they were in a hurry, they simply greeted the prison guards and came out of the underground prison of the Gria City Security Bureau. Even the agreement negotiated with Cromwell did not have time to convey to the senior management of the Security Bureau, just because they were worried that Isaac and the masked man would escape.

Based on this, the two of them decisively gave up steam cars that were more suitable for long-term travel, and used simpler and more convenient means of transportation and jogging.

Of course, it may be a bit inappropriate to say jogging. After all, for ordinary people, jogging faster than a vehicle is simply a dream.

But this speed is just a warm-up for Allen.

Although it can be faster, it is not necessary.

Not only to preserve his physical strength, but also to deliberately let the other party go, but to have other purposes.

As a promising young man with higher education, Alan had long since learned that his situation was not as safe as he imagined.

And how could it be impossible for Gria City, as his own base camp, to understand it in depth?

Shortly after Allen joined the executive department, he had already engraved the map of Gria City into his mind. Perhaps there were some shortcomings in the subtle areas, but how could Allen not be familiar with such special areas as the junction of East and West urban areas?

So, after he learned the location from the other party, he already had a bad premonition.

That is, Isaac and the Maskman may have left.

After all, that place was near when Allen came just now.

In other words, what Allen felt before was not an illusion.

Then the answer is very simple. The other party is not a fool. Alan and Renard had such a big reaction at that time. It is hard to say whether ordinary people know it or not, but the two silver-level fugitives who have been running for many years will definitely realize this.

So, after realizing this, the other party either temporarily changes the destination, or stays there for a short time, takes the thing and leaves.

No matter which of these two situations is, it was almost impossible for Allen and the other two to succeed after wasting a lot of time in interrogation.

It is precisely because of this that Allen did not give his all.

But he didn't have any hope. If that was the case, he would drive slowly over, so he wouldn't run with his legs.

Allen and Renard were speechless all the way back to the executive office, informing Mr. Derria and Ms. Kelly about their discovery, and told them the fact that the water in Gria City was even more muddy.

Then, the two of them suddenly had nothing to do.

Although the storm is still fertile, all the clues are broken at present. Before there is no direction that can be traced to them, they can only watch the follow-up.

But what puzzled them was that the surging undercurrents seemed to begin to lurk, and the raging winds became invisible. The city of Gria was still uneasy in secret, but there was no storm on the surface.

Such a strange situation made many people confused. Alan and Renard often went out to inquire about the news these days, inspecting the corners of Gria City, but did not get any ideal results.

On February 4th, the 874th year of Dawn Calendar, it was cloudy.

The strange calm of Gria City has been going on for a while, and it seems that everything has returned to its original appearance, without those jackals, tigers and leopards who are grinding their teeth and sucking blood in secret.

However, everyone knows that this is an illusion, but the tranquility before the storm approaches.

In this special atmosphere, the mission that came from afar from the imperial capital is about to arrive.

...

"Don't you go out and have a look?" Renard stood aside in the underground training base and said to Allen who was practicing knife.

"Isn't it time yet? Besides, our mission today seems to be not a welcome guest."

Allen slowly stopped and breathed a long breath.

"Hurry up, the magic airship that the imperial capital came to use is about to arrive in one hour. It's time for us to check the surrounding environment."

Raynard did not refute, but shrugged and replied casually.
To be continued...