Chapter 1371 - 1370: Critical Information

Chapter 1371: Chapter 1370: Critical Information

If Zhang Zhou has been staying at this hotel for so long, then why can my people find him, but the West District’s Lowered Head Snake’s people can’t! This is utterly a trap! This is a trap to lure us into their net.

Now, the West District must be gathering forces to capture us all. So we must leave quickly, the sooner the better.

The two were just about to leave, "Wait!" Counting Sheep stopped, Jiang Cheng said, "The original location is no longer safe, let them leave and go to the Hilton Hotel to find us."

The edge of Jiang Cheng’s mouth curved into a smile, "I think the little devils will find this place soon. When the foreign devils arrive, we should at least give them some sort of welcome."

Jiang Cheng threw the mini bomb developed by Zhang Mengmeng that he was carrying, into two rooms in Zhou Country.

Jiang Cheng didn’t leave but instead went to the room at the end of the corridor. He pulled out two pieces of wire from his sleeve, inserted them into the lock, moved them twice, and with a click, the door was gently opened by Jiang Cheng and he went inside. Counting Sheep curiously asked, "How do you know no one stays in this room?"

Jiang Cheng said, "This floor has executive suites and deluxe suites, it’s not tourist season, and the West District hasn’t had any major commercial activities recently, so not many people stay in these rooms. Moreover, people have directional thinking, typically room arrangements made by waitstaff are further along the corridor. However, one cannot rule out exceptions. If someone really stays in this room, we’d be unlucky." Jiang Cheng said casually, and several black lines appeared on Counting Sheep’s forehead.

"Bah!" The dog can’t spit ivory; Counting Sheep is still a bit worried, "There’s definitely surveillance in the corridor. What if those West District agents find out through surveillance that we’ve already left that room?"

Jiang Cheng patted Counting Sheep’s shoulder, "Calm down! If they were from the West District hunting Superpower Users, they wouldn’t waste time checking surveillance archives beforehand. Just ask the service desk staff to confirm if the target has left, and if they haven’t left, then grab them; only if they’ve left might they check the surveillance archives to determine our departure time, number, and appearance."

Counting Sheep was completely convinced, "Captain! Why couldn’t I think of this?"

Jiang Cheng proudly tilted his head, "I’m a genius."

Half an hour later, everyone met in a room at a Hilton Hotel in the center of New York.

"Captain, what happened? Have we been exposed?" Mount Da asked. "It seems so. I reckon someone was watching us as soon as we landed," Jiang Cheng said, frowning.

"What should we do now, is this place secure?" Ning Jing asked, at this time her charming face was also clouded with worry.

Jiang Cheng smiled and spoke to Zhang Mengmeng, "My talented young lady, the task of infiltrating the hotel’s surveillance system is yours, check the surveillance of that hotel just now."

Zhang Mengmeng nodded and walked over to Counting Sheep, "Get up! Didn’t you see that I need to work? Quickly make some space."

Counting Sheep stood up immediately, not daring to provoke this young lady, because he just found out that she was carrying a lot of mini-bombs, and the bombs Jiang Cheng threw at the hotel earlier were all provided by Zhang Mengmeng.

Though Counting Sheep grumbled, "Why did you pick on me out of so many people?"

Zhang Mengmeng glared and said, "Are you dissatisfied?" Counting Sheep hurriedly shook his head, "Satisfied, absolutely satisfied."

Zhang Mengmeng smiled with satisfaction, then opened the laptop and infiltrated the hotel surveillance system.

Jiang Cheng nodded and walked to the window to look outside; time ticked away slowly, Jiang Cheng stood straight at the window, not moving an inch. After more than half an hour, Jiang Cheng suddenly said, "They’re here."

On the computer monitor, Zhang Mengmeng also saw twenty-something people enter the hotel. Then she placed the computer on the coffee table and switched the screen to Jiang Cheng’s previous floor. Excitedly, she grabbed the bomb remote from her bag and shook it wildly in the air.

Jiang Cheng shook his head repeatedly, "This little girl is too blood-thirsty and violent, previously didn’t realize she has such a great interest in the explosive stuff."

A specially equipped bulletproof team vehicle stopped outside the West District’s investigation office door, and the guards hurriedly walked over to open the car door. In the back sat a pale-skinned, tall, and thin young man named Brook, the chief of the East District Special Investigation team.

This guy was educated in the West District from a young age; unlike West District people, he doesn’t believe in doctrines. For the West District Empire, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill anyone, including his father, the former investigation office lead, Old Brook. Because Old Brook stopped him from doing this, Brook killed him without hesitation.

No one wants to provoke such a cold-hearted and ruthless person, and you can never perceive his emotions on his lean, expressionless face.

"Mr. Brook, you have arrived," a female agent said respectfully. Brook’s face was as always, expressionless, as he pushed open the office door of the BI boss, seeing a dozen people inside and the current BI boss Johnny issuing orders.

"We must catch that Hua Family bunch!" Brook, you’re here. Did those two people you captured confess anything?

Brook took a file from his belongings, "They haven’t said anything; this is the data the Hua Family defector agent gave me, though there’s no crucial information."

Johnny glanced at it, their information was already known, "You should immediately return and capture those newly arrived Hua Family agents; they are very likely Superpower Users."

Brook coldly watched the remaining people there before turning to leave. In his eyes, they were all the Empire’s garbage with no use.

This operation is led by the head of the first action department of the BI Investigation Office’s international division, Johnson. He has heard about Brook’s command reputation, knowing Brook is a notorious fanatic of imperialism, acknowledging only capable people and dead people. Therefore, this time Johnson must perfect the task, or if anyone escapes, his life would surely be at risk.

Johnson led his people into the lobby, commanding two subordinates to guard the entrance, then walked to the service desk and produced a photo from his belongings, "Have you seen this woman?"

The waitress looked closely and nodded, "Seen her! She arrived over three hours ago."

"Which room is she staying in?"

"She’s staying in 8106." The waitress had a deep impression of this stunning woman from the East District, internally lamenting how East District girls could be prettier than their West District women.

"Has anyone gone out?"

The waitress shook her head, "I haven’t seen this woman go out."

With the target’s location confirmed, Johnson didn’t ask further and took the elevator straight to the eighth floor.

On the other side, Jiang Cheng and the others.

Zhang Mengmeng’s eyes grew brighter and brighter, holding the remote controller as she watched more than twenty people quickly rush down the corridor, split into two teams guarding the door to the room where Jiang Cheng threw her newly-made button bomb.