Bernie's words made Bellier scream directly: "uncle, how powerful your Interpol troops are! Can't resist her alone! "

Bellier was a little incredulous.

Bernie then sighed, shook his head, and said nothing more.

At this time, the director of the international intelligence platform came in from outside the villa gate.

"What's up, old Bernie?" The director opened up a sad question.

"At present, I don't find any news. Inside and outside my villa, even the dead corner nearby is full of surveillance cameras. Unless God brake comes from the sky, even if she has any ability, she will definitely be found by my staff before entering the living room!"

At this point, Bernie is very confident.

...

the roof of Bernie's villa.

A small figure just took a helicopter and jumped down from several thousand meters.

The tiny figure pinches the wind speed, humidity and any factors and conditions that affect the accuracy of her landing destination.

Open the parachute within five seconds of landing, and land on the roof of Bernie's villa easily and smoothly in an accurate position without any deviation.

After landing on the roof, Yunjian collected the parachute at the fastest speed, and there was no movement under his feet. People pasted it on the wall of the villa eaves.

On the eaves of the villa, there is only one special policeman on patrol.

When Yunjian landed just now, the time was in place. When she landed and pasted it on the wall, the special police officer just walked to the side. The figure that Yunjian flashed was just the blind spot that the special police officer could not see.

Bernie is not a simple person.

It was almost unheard of on the road to land and sneak in from the sky, but Bernie sent a special patrol policeman to walk around the villa eaves for safety.

Cloud paper sticks to the wall and follows the special police officer around the shelter.

Just when this special police officer happened to arrive at the invisible place of the group patrolling under the villa, Yunjian silently rushed to the place where the special police officer was.

Then he put his hand on his head as fast as a hawk's claw, and the other hand covered his mouth from the back.

In almost a second, the hand on his head slipped over his neck, bending his neck with a click.

Drag him to the dark place, and stick the cloud paper on the corner to explore the sound in the stairs.

After confirming that there is no one, Yunjian climbs on the wall with one hand, hangs his body in the air and half hangs on the side of the window under the eaves. With the other hand, he unlocks the locked window with lightning speed, and turns over into the window.

Just now, if the special police on patrol below hear the sound of wind blowing, they will be found.

But at this moment no one heard the sound.

...

villa living room.

Bernie is still standing here.

At this time outside the house came the voice of the special police shouting: "yes, it's the God! Here comes the brake! Find the brake God

Hearing this, Bernie turned around and told six shareholders to "stay here and don't move", holding a pistol, he rushed out of the gate of his villa at the fastest speed.

"Captain! It's not a brake! Go back! We got it! " Just rushed to the scene of the voice, the shouting special police officer was holding a butterfly knife, staring and screaming.

Bernie roared and ran back to the living room at the fastest speed in his life, only to see his niece Belle and the director of the international intelligence platform center paralyzed and trembled.

The six target figures of the temple God, six shareholders of the international information platform center, have fallen into the blood wave, and their eyes are wide open.

On that wooden table, there is a piece of white paper with words written on it. The white paper is nailed to the wooden table by a dagger.

Bernie's heart trembled, and he stepped forward quickly, only to see the words written in red ink on the white paper. The words were free and easy, but they could give people a sense of panic and horror:

'when the target was killed, he would write by himself.'