Chapter 180 Plan
In the dim and small secret room, Gregor sat on the comfortable sofa with a serious expression. He listened silently to what Donald said in front of him, then paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about something before continuing to speak.
"So... my next task is to find a way to get Devonshire's itinerary?"
"Yes, it would be the best if you can get it. If you can't, it doesn't matter. The higher-ups will use other ways to create 'opportunities'. You will be given three days. After three days, no matter whether you can get her itinerary information or not, they will take action." Facing Gregor in front of him, Donald continued to speak. After listening to his words, Gregor nodded silently.
"I understand. I will try my best to get her information. If handled properly, I should be able to get it. Although he is very vigilant, he trusts me."
Greg said this, and Donald also added at the end.
"Well, no matter what, Devonshire must die. After she dies, we will search her residence to find out what she was researching. If she has any secret base outside, please try to find it."
"I'll try my best..."
Facing Donald's entrustment, Greg finally said yes, and then he chatted with the other party about some scattered items. Then Greg stood up and said goodbye. After taking a red silk cloth, he went to the front desk to check out and then left the store.
After going out, Gregor continued to walk leisurely out of the alley, stopped a carriage on the street and got in the back seat. Then, sitting in the seat of the carriage, he closed his eyes and began to pray silently.
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In the daytime, on the rough sea, on the gray passenger ship full of passengers, Dorothy sat on the bunk in her cabin, looking out the porthole at the sea while recalling the information she had just received from afar through the information channel, with a thoughtful look on her face.
"I never expected that... I haven't even returned yet, but the situation over there has already come to me." Dorothy thought to herself. After learning about what her brother had just experienced, she had a further understanding of the situation on Tivian's side.
"It seems... that the knight sister was right. The Eight-pointed Man can no longer bear the loneliness and is ready to return to Tivian. He is also ready to let me stay in Tivian to play a role as a 'chess' and pave the way for them to come back..."
Dorothy was thinking this in her heart. She didn't expect that Misha had just told her about the Eight-pointed Nest returning to Tivian, and the other party had taken corresponding actions so quickly, and the target was directly aimed at Misha from the beginning. This person is probably the biggest threat to the Eight-pointed in the Security Bureau.
'Heh...now it seems...the so-called traitor problem within the Security Bureau has become more and more serious. He actually knows Misha's situation so clearly. That so-called big traitor...seems to be even more arrogant than before. His influence on the Security Bureau seems to be even greater.
'Because of the so-called 'big insider', it seems that the Security Bureau has almost no resistance when facing the Eight Peaks... If it weren't for some of my arrangements and the existence of people like Misha... I have no idea what the Security Bureau is like now. Under the current situation, if I don't interfere, she will be gone.
"But fortunately... with Greg, a multi-faceted 'dark chess piece', I have a lot of room to maneuver here."
Dorothy thought so in her heart. She was about to go back to Tivian to fight against Bajian, so she naturally could not leave Misha alone. So she opened her magic box, took out the "Wenhai Voyage" from it, turned to the communication page with Misha, and after thinking for a while, she picked up the pen and wrote.
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"What……"
At dusk, various gunshots rang out one after another in a shooting range somewhere in Tivian. In the open space, many practice shooters were shooting live ammunition at their targets. At a rest table nearby, a woman with short yellow hair, wearing tight trousers and a vest was sitting at her seat, staring in astonishment at the books spread out in front of her. In her astonishment, even the shooter who was loading the bullet made a mistake for a moment, and a bullet rolled off the edge of the table and fell to the ground.
Looking at the words written on the paper in front of her, the woman named Misha Devonshire froze for a second, then silently bent down, picked up the bullet that had just fallen, and put it aside. Then, she took out the pen she carried with her with a solemn look and began to write under the words that appeared on the page in front of her.
"Is the intelligence from your side accurate? Are they really ready to attack me?"
"It's absolutely true, Ms. Misha. Although the level of the spy we planted in Bajian is not high, the position is still critical. He has received the task of clearing the obstacles for Bajian's return to Tivian. The first obstacle is you.
"Heh, you've been so active for the past half hour or so. It looks like they've noticed everything. They've already noticed your movements."
On the pages in front of Misha, words in a handwriting that she was very familiar with appeared one by one. After seeing them, Misha took a breath silently, and then continued to write.
"I really didn't expect them to attack me directly at this time. This also proves to some extent that what I am doing now is meaningful. Thank you for your reminder. In the next period of time, I will pay extra attention and will not let them take advantage of the opportunity."
Misha finished writing on the page, and then began to wait quietly. After a while, the response to her appeared on the page in front of her again. However, this time the content of the other party's response surprised Misha.
"Actually, what we want to say is... If Ms. Misha used our intelligence to defend against this wave of assassinations, then the result on the surface would naturally be okay, but in our opinion, such an approach would leave many hidden dangers..."
"Hidden dangers? It seems you have other ideas now. Tell me." Looking at the latest information appearing on the page, Misha paused slightly. After thinking for a while, she wrote again with interest, and her response immediately appeared on the paper.
"Because of some reasons from the upper echelons of your Security Bureau, Ms. Misha, you have been targeted by the Eight Heads as a key target. You are even considered to be the next Duke of Barrett. With how much they value Duke Barrett, they will not give up on assassinating you, Ms. Misha, just because they succeeded once. If they fail once, they will try again. They will not stop until they achieve their goal. Even if you survive one round, what about the second and third rounds? You always have a chance to succeed as those guys keep trying..."
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