As Conan Doyle quickly moved to the office, Conan Doyle immediately turned on the computer, jumped to the military channel on the dedicated software, and contacted Thorns.

Soon, images of thorns appeared on the other end of the computer.

"What happened?" Bramble looked at Conan Doyle with a cold look.

"Team leader, come back quickly. We have found out that the Onmyoji will come to the general office tonight, so come back quickly."

"What? Where did you get the news?" Jing Ting looked nervous.

"News from Yin Hui's report."

"Yin Hui?" Jingtie took a deep breath: "Okay, I'll hurry back right away."

After talking, the screen turned black.

"Oh, you guys are quite proud." Huang Helou said jealously: "If we talk about the information we received from others, maybe the leader of the Thorns would not have come back in such a hurry."

"Tsk, isn't it because we have won the trust of our boss?" Yin Hui smiled.

"Okay, you boy." Huang Helou patted Yin Hui's shoulder: "Okay, I won't argue with you anymore. I have to check my equipment before Onmyoji comes."

He smiled at him mischievously, turned around and left.

Looking at the departure of Huanghelou, Yin Hui could only smile faintly.

"Go and prepare, check our equipment, and be sure to protect all the property of the team. I will follow up and ask for it and send some elite soldiers to help us protect the place." After saying that, I pressed a series of numbers again and prepared to contact some other bosses and dispatch soldiers.

Yin Hui also took advantage of this time to find some talisman paper, brushes, chicken blood, etc. alone, and began to draw some talismans.

Hundreds of talismans were enough to deal with those Japanese Onmyoji. It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when they gathered again. The arrival of thorns once again boosted morale.

"Yin Hun, how did you get this information?" After the assembly, Jing Thorn asked without saying a word.

"This is a long story, but I can guarantee that the information is 80% accurate."

"This matter is of great importance and no mistake can be made. If an accident occurs, are you willing to bear it alone?" Jing Thorn looked at Yin Hui with a rigorous look. As a leader, he must ensure that the intelligence has a 60% chance of winning, otherwise he will be sorry for you.

Yin Hui was also a little stunned when she asked this. To be honest, he didn't know whether he should believe Qiao Ji.

First of all, it was Japanese, and he couldn't be sure that Hashihide completely surrendered to her because of her tender attack.

In addition, it is unknown whether Hashihide who told Tang Yan the information was the real Hashihide. It is not impossible for someone to pretend to be Hashihide, or the Japanese Onmyoji to directly refine Hashihide into their Shikigami to control it.

He hesitated a little.

"Yin Hun, you are sure." Jingtie asked again.

He raised his head and looked at the thorns. The deep and cold eyes showed infinite tenderness, as if encouraging her.

Perhaps, this is the power of ambiguity. He didn't believe that his ambiguous power could not soften the hard heart of Hashihime's little Japanese loli, and bit his lower teeth and said, "I am 80% sure of the intelligence preparation."

"Yeah." After hearing what she said, Hashihide was stunned, her eyebrows were deeply locked, as if she was thinking about something.

"What's wrong?" Conan Doyle asked after a long time. The quietness just now made her feel a little nervous.

"Based on the information obtained by the boss, their target of attack was the US ambassador to China, and our focus was on protecting the US ambassador to China. But since you are 80% sure, I think we will focus on protecting the comprehensive office of the Incredible Group of the National Security Bureau." In the end, Jingthorn finally made up his mind and insisted.

"The information from the superior?" Yin Hui was stunned for a moment, and then he felt the burden of heavy pressure that he couldn't breathe: "Since the superior has an order, I think it's better to obey the superior's order."

If the mission plan is changed because of himself, even if something happens, it will not be enough to kill him a thousand times, especially if the US embassy loses several foreigners, the consequences will be even more serious.

"No, as a member of the National Security Bureau, you must always hang your head on your belt and not avoid it because you are afraid of taking the consequences. To be honest, the superiors' judgment is only 40% sure. Since you are 80% sure, you should take your information." She has a decisive character of a working woman, which may be a part of her human charm.

"Okay." Yin Hui could only compromise. In the face of such a noble person, he could not expose his weakness of being greedy for life and death. No matter what, we are still a promising member in the team.

"Okay, now we will find a place to hide, at least we must ensure that the Japanese Onmyoji will not be allowed to enter the interior of the comprehensive office." Jingthorn glanced over the crowd with a sharp gaze, and then smiled slightly: "Okay, start the action now."

After hearing what he said, the crowd immediately dispersed.

But Conan Doyle leaned over with a worried look on his face: "Boss, I feel that our strength is a bit weak. In my opinion, it is better to call on some soldiers to protect this place. What do you think?"

After hearing what he said, Jingtie nodded: "Well, this idea is good. I have already greeted my superiors. The police from the peacekeeping force will come here in half an hour."

"Peacekeeping Force? World Peacekeeping Police?" Hearing this name, Conan Doyle stood there in a daze, his face full of incredible surprise.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Jingtie looked at her with a surprised face.

"How can you... please move...them." Conan Doyle was stunned for a long time.

In Conan Doyle's eyes, the distance between the world peacekeeping forces and her is like the gap between her and the civilians' self-built.

"It's just a friend." Jingtiao replied faintly, without any expression on his face.

"Is there any problem?" Bramble began to get a little impatient.

"Report to the team leader, there is no more." Conan Doyle saluted a standard military salute.

"Well, go and prepare." Jingtie nodded and waved at him.

"yessir!" She left on the standard military insurgency.

Another quiet and dense night.

The dilapidated National Security Bureau revealed the old yellow color under the illumination of street lights. The putty in the walls in many places fell off, revealing the barren red bricks inside. Looking from the door, two four-story buildings lined on both sides, and the dark windows looked like demonic mouths, ready to swallow passers-by at any time.

Because the cement on the ground was too long, it actually cracked and the soil on the ground was also turned up from below.

If pedestrians passing by the road see the scene here, they will be frightened and wish they could find a place to get in immediately. Anyway, being able to leave here is the greatest relief.

But from the east, a figure came over.

Looking at the faint figure, wearing black clothes all over his body and a black roof above his head, he could not see his body and face at all.

The pace was fast, just like other passers-by, and I wanted to escape from here.

But strangely, when he reached the door, his steps suddenly slowed down. The clattering sound made by walking was as horrible as a bone hitting the ground, which was creepy.

Tat, Tat.

The figure looked left and right quietly to ensure that there was no one around, so he moved his foot again and entered the field of the Daxing Branch of the National Security Bureau.

He looked sneaky, like a thief. But the team members hiding in the dark do not think so. Whose thief would have something in such a desolate and terrifying abandoned building?

The black shadow has a great possibility that it is an Onmyoji person.

"All notice." Several voices were talking in a low voice in the shadow. They all noticed the shadow and raised their vigilance.

The black shadow tiptoed towards the building on the left. The place was the entrance to the office, which further increased everyone's suspicion of him.

Tat, Tat.

The slight footsteps continued, and the creepy bones hit the ground kept ringing in my ears.

A strange evil wind blew, causing his cloak to thrill, and the black canvas rustled on his body.
Chapter completed!