Skylar was wandering around the street seemingly casually. From time to time, he would stop in front of a certain store or shop, pick up a certain product and ask about this and that, and then he would put it away again as if he was not very satisfied.
Then he continued his wandering. However, every time he picked up a product and asked the seller about the price, his eyes would always scan the road quickly.
After walking for about seven or eight blocks, Skylar suddenly disappeared around a corner. Within a minute of Skylar disappearing, a group of men in casual clothes appeared at the place where he was last seen.
"Did the target disappear from here?" One of the middle-aged men asked the assistant next to him.
"Yes, captain, the target disappeared around this corner." An assistant replied.
The middle-aged man known as the captain looked at the road ahead and behind him. It was relatively far away from the business district, so there were not many pedestrians on the road. There were fewer people on the street after the corner.
"What is the tracker showing?" The captain asked.
"The tracker shows that the target is not moving now. He is near us." Another assistant said as he handed the tracker in his hand to his boss. As soon as when Skylar first arrived on this planet, personnel from the Empire's Intelligence Agency had already manipulated him.
The tracker showed a red dot sitting next to a bunch of green dots. The captain looked at a 6-story apartment next to him.
"Go in and search! Notify other action teams to seal off this block." The director waved his hand, and the intelligence officers behind him filed into the apartment.
Following the signal of the tracker, the intelligence officers came to a door on the third floor. "Go in! Catch them alive!"
An intelligence officer quickly applied a layer of glue-like substance around the door lock, and the person next to him immediately leaned back. After the glue solidified, there was a booming sound, and a hole was blown in the door lock. The intelligence officer raised his leg and kicked the door open. The person next to him immediately rushed into the house with his gun drawn.
There was no one in the living room or kitchen. Intelligence agents found Skylar in the study. But when they saw him, they immediately shouted to retreat outside the house. In Skylar's hand was an activated high-power grenade.
"You are all fooled! When you were following me, my comrades had already sent out the information. Our ideal is about to come true! Haha..." With Stephen's laughter, the high-powered grenade exploded, and the entire house and everyone inside turned into dust in an instant.
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On the top floor of a tall building in New London, Count Bartow, the director of the Imperial Intelligence Agency, looked at several reports in his hand with a gloomy face. In front of him, a group of senior intelligence officials lowered their heads, waiting for the director's wrath. However, when the director read the report, he did not yell as loudly as expected, but only asked. "Is this everything?"
"Yes, sir! We carried out a total of 20 arrests at the Sammy time, 18 of which led to nothing. Only 2 successfully led to the capturing of the suspects. However, according to preliminary review, the captured suspects were just bait, and they themselves did not have important information!" Although he was unwilling, the Director of Operations still had to stand up and report.
The director of the Imperial Intelligence motioned for him to sit down, and then asked the director of the Intelligence Analysis Division. "What about the intercepted secret messages? Have they been deciphered?"
"Only part of it has been deciphered. Most of those secret messages use a new encryption method, and our people are working hard to decipher it. But judging from the information that has been deciphered, we can be sure that this star field is definitely planning something dangerous for the empire." The director of the Analysis Division said while pointing his finger to the miniature virtual star map of the empire displayed on the conference table. There was a star field that turned red under the touch of his fingers.
"Yes, director. Judging from the intelligence we have collected, there is an anti-government organization calling itself the Freedom Alliance in this star field. The arrest target executed by the Operations Department this time is also believed to be this person. Members of the organization." The Director of the Intelligence Division reported immediately after the Director of the Analysis Division.
Listening to the report of his subordinates, the count frowned tightly, but his eyes were fixed on the red star field. "I don't want to say anything more about being disappointed or not. I want to see the results! If you can't find out what this so-called Free Alliance is going to do, then the next time you have to defend yourself will be in front of the judges of the military court."