Sasa did not even dare to smile bitterly now.
She was afraid that God would think she was dissatisfied, and in the next second, another wave of inexplicable enemies would jump out in front of her.
This kind of torture was worse than being caught.
Following Shen Yi was just too thrilling.
Her heart could not take it.
...
At this moment, Shen Xun was in another direction, doing something completely unrelated to picking up his sister.
Many members of the Que Organization's intelligence group held the secrets of major forces.
Usually, they hid behind these secrets, using other people's vulnerabilities in exchange for money and protection.
When the giant tree of the Que Organization was uprooted, those secrets that once made them arrogant became blades hanging over their heads.
When a wall is about to fall, everyone gives it a push.
Well-informed forces had long released the word: whoever caught the people from the Que Organization's intelligence group got to keep them.
And some people did not want them alive.
After all, secrets were safer kept by dead men.
So they found the Archive, found those assassins who took money to do jobs, and hired them to kill and destroy the evidence.
This was a convenient task for Shen Xun.
He was originally coming here to take Shen Yi home. Doing the two things together was efficient and did not waste time.
Since entering the base, Shen Xun had cleared out two safe houses.
Four people on the target list had been crossed off.
His phone vibrated.
The screen showed a message from Shen Wenta, telling him the direction Shen Yi had fled and warning him: [Stop her, we are heading there now.]
Shen Xun looked at it for two seconds.
He put away his phone.
He opened the door to that safe house.
There were seven or eight people inside.
They huddled in the corner, their faces showing highly unified fear.
Shen Xun's gaze swept over those faces one by one without pausing.
The last two targets on the list were among this group.
After neatly taking care of the mission targets, ignoring the other personnel who were screaming in terror, the boy turned around, opened the door, and left decisively.
The corridor outside was crowded with people.
Shen Xun had searched through many places along the way just to find his targets.
As a result, many Que Organization members were frightened out of their wits by his violent intrusions during his killings and ran outside.
But the exits had long been sealed off. As these people ran, they found themselves squeezed to the end of this corridor.
A dead end was ahead, and an assassin was behind.
They became even more desperate.
A group of people huddled together, screaming, pushing, and crying.
Shen Xun just stood at the edge of the crowd, unmoved.
So noisy.
All the sounds mixed together, like a pot of burnt porridge, stickily plastered against his eardrums.
He did not like noise.
It would interfere with his judgment.
In a noisy environment, a person's senses would be overwhelmed by overloaded information.
Shen Xun was actually a bit puzzled by this scene.
It was not like he was a homicidal maniac who slashed at anyone he saw.
Why were these people so terrified of him?
He did not plan on killing all of them.
Shen Xun stood leaning against the wall, surrounded by the panicking, screaming crowd.
The encirclement operation had been going on for nearly an hour.
The core area of the Que Organization had basically been controlled. The main targets were either captured or killed, leaving only some marginal personnel and the technical backbone of the intelligence group.
After clearing the last safe house, he guarded this mandatory route leading to the north exit.
Shen Xun did not like running.
He simply waited here.
Waiting for Shen Yi to bump into him herself.
...
As Sasa ran, she quickly went over the structural map of the Que Organization's base in her mind.
Judging from her experience of being blocked several times in a row, all the known exits currently might have long been completely sealed off.
Her heart sank.
The only unsealed way out might just be the main gate.
But the main gate was now almost tightly surrounded by people from other forces, completely blocked up.
Let alone a person, even if a fly flew out of the main gate, it would be aimed at by at least three guns simultaneously.
Sasa still did not want to give up.
She was an intelligence agent, and the first lesson for intelligence agents was: never believe there is no other way.
There is always a way; you just have not found it yet.
Harboring the last trace of hope that there was still an unrecorded passage that had not been sealed off, the woman led Shen Yi twisting and turning through the corridors, taking a backup route she occasionally used herself.
She constantly prayed in her heart: no pursuers, no enemies.
Seeing the familiar intersection approaching, Sasa's heartbeat gradually sped up.
Then she saw a scene that she would find exceptionally unforgettable.
Many of her familiar colleagues were all running around wildly as if fleeing for their lives, pushing and shoving. The already small underground corridor was simply a mess like a pot of porridge.
What were they doing?
Sasa's footsteps slammed to a halt.
"...What is going on?" Her hand unconsciously tightened around Shen Yi's cuff, her knuckles turning white.
Someone in the crowd recognized her.
"Sasa?" A voice came from the corner, carrying a trace of surprise and the excitement of surviving a disaster. "Sasa, you're still alive!"
He squeezed out of the crowd and grabbed Sasa's hand as if grabbing a lifesaver. "Which way did you come from? Is it safe over there? Is there a way out?"
"There's no way out. I've looked in many places. What's the situation here now?" Sasa asked.
"There's an assassin." The colleague's voice trembled. "Earlier, there were several safe houses... We all ran out after receiving the alarm. That assassin is clearing people out, clearing all the way from the north side. We were hiding in the safe house before, and then that person... he broke in."
"Let's run."
Shen Yi, however, was thinking, an assassin?
That is great.
Wasn't that someone from her organization?
Shen Yi quickly thought it through.
Every passage here had people from various places responsible for reception and guarding. As long as there was someone she knew at the scene, she could just shove Sasa out.
She immediately felt reassured and pulled Sasa against the crowd toward the exit. "Don't be afraid, I'll find a way to get you out."
Shen Xun was currently taking care of targets according to the list.
Catching a glimpse of Shen Yi with her exceptionally conspicuous green hair in the flow of people, charging recklessly outward with a woman in tow, he gently raised the corners of his lips.
The boy's black hair fell over his forehead, his face like fresh snow, his eyes clear and cold. It was different from Shen Wenta's kind of sharpness that was pretty enough to cut someone.
Instead, it was a clean, cold crispness with a boyish charm.
"Little Yi."
The clear voice was like a mountain stream.
At the moment he spoke, the originally chaotic scene fell silent for two seconds.
Immediately after, the moment the crowd saw that it was this assassin speaking, their screams became even more ear-piercing.
Shen Xun turned a deaf ear to the chaos he had caused. With a calm expression, he wiped away the bloodstains on his hands and walked toward her.
Shen Yi instinctively backed away, wanting to repeat her old trick and slip away.
But as soon as she turned her head, she found that the surroundings had long been crowded with people, leaving no room to run.
The boy strolled over as if taking a leisurely walk in a courtyard, reached out to press on her head, and gently stroked her conspicuous green hair. His tone was flat:
"Long time no see. Did you miss your brother?"
Shen Yi: .
Destroy it, world.
