Chapter 1167 What if the opponent’s backcourt five blocks are two whirlwinds and three fusions?
"I thought you would be disgusted by the dagger lurking in the shadows."
Pallas looked at Mo Cheng with some surprise as he sneaked along, avoiding the sight of everyone on the road. It was unclear whether she was surprised that Mo Cheng could sneak or that he had extremely advanced stealth skills.
There were a few moments when Pallas not only lost sight of Mo Cheng, she couldn't even sense Mo Cheng's presence.
Completely and thoroughly disappeared from my own perception.
How could this not surprise her.
What time is it now?
At night, and when the moon is shining, both the night, the moon, and the darkness are Pallas's priesthood.
But in her own priestly domain, Pallas did not notice how Mo Cheng disappeared and how he reappeared.
This feeling made her hair stand on end. Mo Cheng could disappear into the darkness at any time, then cut her throat and pierce her heart with the blade.
"Disgusted? Where did you get that idea?"
Mo Cheng was also surprised at Pallas's idea. Although he rarely used assassin's methods, that was a matter of his personal character and habits.
But to say that he hated the assassin's methods was naturally impossible.
Of course, it is another matter if someone else uses the assassin's methods on his mission target.
As he spoke, Mo Cheng skillfully passed through the blind spot of the two people in front of him. From a third party's perspective, he walked between the two vigilant patrolmen in a swagger.
Although Pallas does not have such superb assassin skills, she can also move by summoning a ball of darkness to wrap herself.
The two of them moved for a long time, avoiding other people's gazes while quickly figuring out the surrounding terrain.
Mo Cheng did not try to find a commanding height to expand his vision, but when he realized that some higher places were staked out, he decisively gave up this idea.
While recording the terrain in his brain, Mo Cheng regained some of the feeling of being in a foreign land.
After the whole city was wreaked havoc by players, there was a guard post every five steps and a sentry every ten steps. The commanding heights were guarded by hidden stakes and traps, and the homes of important figures were strictly controlled like military camps.
If surveillance equipment that detects camouflage and records images were widely deployed on the streets, and every household and every person was issued a genetically bound identification number that changed every day, it would basically be possible to achieve a [normal] level of alert .
"Where are we going?"
After following Mo Cheng for several hours, when the moon was about to set, Pallas finally couldn't help but start asking Mo Cheng about his purpose.
She suspected that the other party was wandering around like this without any purpose at all.
"Find someone who looks normal and try to communicate with him. Also, check whether the Halloween-like behavior outside is just an exception on a special day or the norm every night."
Mo Cheng paused, then added, "If what happened tonight is unusual, then our course of action should be a little more conventional."
The implication is that if what happened at night was normal, Mo Cheng would have to consider some less conventional means.
As the day drew closer, patrols and explorations became more intense. In Mo Cheng's words, these people's observation skills were directly improved from [easy] to [difficult] standards.
Even Mo Cheng found the patrol frequency a bit troublesome, so he directly purchased [Fog of Trickery] from the system's store.
The gray dust obscured the two people, not only making their figures invisible on the monitor, but even the thermal imaging did not detect any trace of them.
When the sun came out, Mo Cheng felt that the city was waking up from hibernation. The knights, pirates, and even assassins began to hide and gradually disappeared.
Civilians began to appear on the streets, and Mo Cheng confirmed that they were all normal civilians who would not suddenly pull out weapons and attack.
When the day was completely bright, Mo Cheng even saw students who got up early and went to school. Regardless of whether they were assassins, knights, or pirates, they all disappeared without a trace at this time.
Mo Cheng thought about it for a while, and then found a family that seemed to be well-off. There was only one person in the house.
After sneaking in and pressing the person against the wall for interrogation, Mo Cheng gently hit the person's head a few times using the [Shadow Sect's ancestral physical amnesia technique] to make sure that the person would not call the police directly within a short period of time, and then left.
"Well, at least we know one thing, what happened last night was not normal."
The scene last night that looked like an assassin's carnival was not common in this city. At least when I asked the owner of the house, he had no impression of it.
For a master assassin, it is not difficult to tell whether an ordinary person is lying.
"If it's not normal, it means that very little information about what happened last night will be revealed. During the day, this city is an ordinary society, nothing strange at all." The Valkyrie with the divine power of [Wisdom] suddenly pointed to one side and said, "Then we can only look for clues to the strange from the ordinary..."
"...For example, an ordinary person who is being hunted?"
Mo Cheng looked in the direction Pallas pointed and saw a man in his thirties running away in a panic. There was no one following the fleeing office worker.
But Mo Cheng could tell that there were hidden murderous intentions waiting for office workers in some corners and turns.
It is not known whether the office worker was lucky or had been prepared for this, but when he was running, he did not go to the alleys or other places near the corners, but ran wildly on the road, even rushing onto the road from time to time, causing vehicle collisions.
It is impossible for an ordinary office worker to be hunted by a group of assassins in broad daylight. Mo Cheng even saw people on some buildings aiming with sniper rifles, obviously not wanting to let the office worker go.
The occurrence of something [unusual] during an [ordinary] day is itself worthy of exploration, not to mention that Mo Cheng is still struggling to find any clues at this time.
Pallas turned to remind them, "It might not be the bait those people set up after we violated the [Doctrine] last night."
This is possible, but we cannot give up the clues in front of us because of this possibility.
Even if it is a real trap, you can at least get one or two clues by stepping into it.
You can't be afraid to take risks just because your opponent has five blocks in the backfield. What if your opponent has a perfect hand and has two whirlwinds and three fusions in the backfield?
With this idea in mind, Mo Cheng first activated the active skill [Individual Camouflage] of his level 4 neutral equipment [Ninja Equipment].
With a layer of gray mist wrapped around his body, making it impossible for people in the distance to lock onto him, Mo Cheng's figure disappeared from the spot.
