The Modern Age of the Mysterious

v1 Chapter 583: Brooklyn Bridge Station

Using a special breathing technique, Evan Burns recovered part of his spiritual power.

He interlaced his palms, and a huge gray dove appeared in his hand like magic—“One Eye”.

Sean had seen this creature before. At that time, in order to pursue the escaped Kennedy, Evan summoned this faithful companion.

Evan's telegrams overflowed with brilliance, and he was copying the route he had just confirmed in the world of spiritual power in an instant.

The white cloth covering the grey pigeon's head, and the painted eye rune, showed the same color.

After a while, Ivan's arms fluttered lightly, and one eye fluttered and flew out of the skylight.

The group of explorers also came directly from the skylight to the street, quickly got into the car, and followed the gray pigeons through the street under the command of Ivan.

It is not so easy to keep up with the pigeons that have been flying in the air.

The situation is urgent, Sean Dickinson can no longer obey the traffic rules, even if the intersection shows a red light, he did not release the accelerator.

Amazingly, though, Sean's Ford didn't scratch anything, even though it was zipping through the Mercedes so fast in the dense traffic.

Just because he has expanded his spiritual essence to twenty meters away while driving. He can perceive all the dynamics around him through the spiritual substance, and supplemented by the precise prediction ability he has exercised in the exploration activities, even without the guidance of traffic lights, he can skillfully avoid all collisions.

In the eyes of non-explorers, this is simply a miracle.

Finally out of the traffic-heavy area, Sean galloped on the almost-car-free boulevard.

At this time, he could finally devote some energy to thinking about the ins and outs of things.

Now the situation is clear: someone wants to attack his newspaper by mysterious means.

The original plan was to use "Herota's Messenger" to create a tragic death of an employee.

Then let the "Evening Lighthouse" sell a newspaper printed with the blood of its own employees...

If this thing really happened, and supplemented by the propaganda of the surrounding newspapers, then the newspaper office may be finished.

Thankfully Trevor, the printing team leader, found the problem and did everything he could to minimize the bad impact.

Otherwise, the consequences are really unimaginable.

Then the question emerges: Who might be the mastermind behind the scenes?

Sean thought about it carefully, but couldn't confirm the target.

One of the most likely to interfere is the fired former editor-in-chief Ryan.

But Sean can be sure that Ryan can't move such a strong Queen.

Should be the more powerful predator...

However, whether it is "The Sun" or "New Testament Times", it stands to reason that their biggest competitor is not themselves, so they can't use such dirty and vile means to deal with a tabloid agency...

After thinking about it, Sean still couldn't think of a possible candidate.

I can only grab the Queen class and ask things clearly.

"It's here." Evan saw one eye stop on an iron road sign. The sign was a green arrow with the words "Subway" on it.

Sean slammed on the brakes and pulled the car to the side of the road - only after getting out of the car did Moonlight find them at the west end of the Brooklyn Bridge.

Night is falling, and the lights on this steel bridge dot the dark blue night sky.

"Just in this subway station..." Ivan stared at the entrance, a brown paper bag was blown by the wind, and there was no one on the street.

In the subway station? But at this time, the subway has been suspended...

Sean exchanged glances, and basically understood the current situation: the other party already knew that he was traced back, so he entered a hidden place and waited for the person who came after him.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he set a trap.

The opponent is a top Queen, maybe even a Queen team...

Sean squinted his eyes: In other words, the opponent's strength is similar to his own.

It is no longer a situation that can be easily dealt with, but can rest assured that other teammates can train.

There are real dangers waiting ahead.

Sean arranged for Olivia Wind Chime to guard the hidden place outside the subway station, and then he walked in front, leading Moonlight and Ivan into the "Brooklyn Bridge Subway Station".

Going down the stairs and turning the corner, they saw an old black man with gray hair in a dirty coat, wrapped in newspapers that were somehow glued together, curled up in the corner to sleep.

Continuing down, they came to the subway platform, where only faint lights were lit.

The subway tunnels on both sides are dark, as if they are the entrance to the underworld.

Before Shawn and his party took a few steps, they saw a strange scene in front of them—

A ghostly skeleton hovered in the air ahead. The skeleton was engraved with strange runes.

The skeleton floated out of the darkness, and Sean could see clearly that he had a body, a cloak of black feathers on his body...

"Deputy Agent", Queen-level explorer.

Looking at the inscription engraved only on the left cheekbone on his face, Sean suddenly realized that he had seen this undead agent before.

Right in the duck hunting game in Midnight Paradise.

He was one of the last survivors in the game, unfortunately he was shot by others, but he was able to leave the game with a part of the inscription on his face and escaped...

A mysterious explorer who has strange methods and is quite powerful.

Not only that, but Sean also saw a scout standing behind the undead agent.

It was a mask made of miscellaneous silver. The executioner on the mask was expressionless. He was wearing a dark red leather jacket with leather straps, and he was carrying a huge coffin - Holy Night Executioner.

Sean inhales lightly through his nose: two strong Queens.

The agent spoke, and the rhythm of his voice was very strange, as if he was singing some kind of underworld ballad: "It seems that the newspaper owner's economic strength is quite good - he can actually invite the 'famous' sea of ​​​​light. team."

When he said "famous", his tone was a little strange. It seems to admit that the explorer in front of him does have a certain reputation, but he has a strength that can definitely be matched, so the reputation of the other party has become a symbol of vanity.

"I thought that my means were more than enough to deal with a tabloid agency, but I didn't expect that it would not only be destroyed, but also tracked down...

"However, I was relieved to see that it turned out to be the sea of ​​​​light."

Sean's voice sounded after the tide: "Why deal with that newspaper?"

The undead agent shrugged his shoulders: "I'm entrusted by others. People like us can't have any personal hatred with ordinary people..."

Before Sean could speak, the skeleton face continued: "Then, since I was tracked down by you, this game is considered to be a loss for me.

"My proposal is that we just follow the rules of the industry to resolve this somewhat awkward meeting.

"I will provide a C-class heritage or equivalent New Zealand dollars as your 'trophy', and then we will create the 'evil' who committed the crime together..."

Sean didn't answer right away, just paused. In the silence, I could hear the sizzling sound of a certain electric lamp being unstable.

"I agree to settle it peacefully," Sean said, "However, my client already knew that there was an explorer targeting him, and his request was to find out who did it.

"My work ethic does not allow me to fool him with this request.

"I don't want any trophies, but I can't fake a ghost. I ask you to tell me who your client is."

The undead agent was silent. But he doesn't seem to be considering Sean's proposal, but reading the atmosphere: "Friend, you and I are peers, you know that I can't name my client in this situation.

"To confess him is a taboo for this kind of work. You should know that?"

Hire a scout to frame your enemies. If the hirer's information is exposed, it will inevitably lead to terrifying disasters.

The agent may not be a noble person, but at least he knows not to betray the customer.

As if to put pressure on Sean, the person in front of him showed his dark chess.

In the darkness behind the three of Sean, two more masks emerged.

One is a copper owl "Sleepless Midnight", and the other is a face wrapped in rune bandages "Styx Coin Picker".

Sean can now be sure that there is indeed a Queen-level team waiting for them.

And the four of them are all strong at this level.

He is facing a team similar to his own strength...