Chapter 66: What is Called Professional!

Under Huanghun's leadership, Blade helped Aniya go through the normal discharge procedures, and then began to weave through various intersections.

"Dad, can we really shake them off like this? Do you really not need me to use my ability to distinguish?" Aniya asked in a low voice in the car.

Huanghun in the driver's seat smiled calmly, "These agents are professional, but not professional enough. Many of the methods they use still have the shadows of the textbooks I wrote when I was young. It's very easy to shake them off."

"Your ability should be used at critical moments. Remember, without my order, do not concentrate your attention on listening to inner voices. Overusing your ability will cause you to have nosebleeds or even faint."

"Understood!" Aniya nodded seriously and replied, then began to empty her mind, reducing the sounds she "listened" to in her ears, conserving her energy.

After turning another corner, Huanghun abandoned the car on the side of the road and took Aniya into a small alley, while pressing the talk button on his earpiece, "Huanghun calling Blade, what is the situation on your end?"

"Blade received. No monitors found here. Huanghun, how should I proceed?" Blade asked while searching in various dark corners.

Not every vampire could move freely in the sunlight like Blade, with the only price being a slight restriction on their abilities. Most vampires exposed to sunlight would be nothing but a pile of ashes before long.

Therefore, if the vampire group wanted to keep an eye on Aniya, they would either use ordinary people to monitor or set up blood magic in dark places to spy.

Huanghun would handle the ordinary people, and Blade would have to handle the magic.

After confirming that there was no persistent blood magic nearby, Blade even caught a hiding vampire and interrogated him, confirming that the vampires didn't have much focus on Aniya.

Although it wasn't rare for such a girl to be discovered and saved, it wasn't common either. Vampires wouldn't invest too much energy into this bit of "food."

"Huanghun received. The meeting point is 166 Third Street. Full channel silence from now on. See you there." Huanghun took off the earpiece, pressed it, and then threw it into a gutter nearby.

With a *pssh* sound, the micro-explosive in the earpiece burned and exploded, kicking up a bit of water and completely destroying the earpiece.

166 Third Street was an address Huanghun had written according to the rules, and it was also a safe house he had set up according to habit.

In the past, every few days, Huanghun would come here once to create the illusion that someone was living there, in order to protect the identity of the safe house.

The three of them successfully gathered in the house. Before they could even catch their breath, Huanghun dug out some materials and potions to make a face for Blade and Aniya.

"Dad, don't you need one?" Aniya asked.

"I have many, and I need to lure them over," Huanghun said, pressing a projector to bring up a topographical map of the area.

"They lost us, so now what they want most is to find our whereabouts again, so satellite monitoring must be fully activated."

While Huanghun was speaking, he pointed to an area, "This place is the organization Yor discovered. I infiltrated it once yesterday and found that they had already transferred. What was left was just a part of ordinary pharmaceutical production, but the underground was still locked very tightly. There must be some clues inside."

"Also, if it were me, if an undercover appeared in the team, while transferring at the first opportunity, I would definitely place people near the original site or monitor remotely. So, I plan to stir the grass to scare the snake."

"What should we do?" Blade asked while touching his face. He suddenly had an extra layer of something on his face, and he wasn't quite used to it yet.

"You don't need to do anything, just help me hold the line. If an accident occurs, I will tell you. Pay attention to my hand signals then," Huanghun said, and after reiterating the meanings of various hand signals, he left the safe house.

After appearing openly on the street, Huanghun walked with his head held high, while timing it in his heart.

At the half-minute mark, the satellite successfully locked onto Huanghun's position.

"Fast! Fast! I don't know how you let an ordinary person leave your surveillance area?! Now hurry up and follow him!" The field team leader of S. H. I. E. L. D. looked at the image transmitted on the terminal, scolding his team members while urging them.

Two minutes later, Huanghun looked up at the sky. At this time, the other party should have locked on no matter what.

Subsequently, he pulled at his temple with his right hand, tearing off Huanghun's face to reveal a strange face, and then openly tore the face he had pulled off into several pieces and threw them into the trash can next to him.

Then, he smiled provocatively at the sky and turned into an alley.

"Damn! He is not Forger at all!" The field team leader was shocked, "Request support from superiors!"

"Yes!" The team member replied.

Immediately after, the team leader opened a huge computer behind him.

【Permission code entered correctly, welcome to your use.】

"System, pull up the third edition tracking and anti-tracking simulation program, analyze the target person's possible route and expected target point," the team leader said to the system.

【Command received, simulation program starting to run.】

A virtual 3D topographical map appeared on the computer. This was that simulation program. In the upper right corner of the program, a few lines of text were also written.

One of the lines read: Third Edition Tracking and Anti-Tracking Books and Theory Original Author—Special Agent Codename Huanghun.

On the computer screen, the light spot representing Huanghun appeared and disappeared from time to time. He could often avoid satellite observation in a strange way.

However, the simulation program didn't need to see all the movement trajectories. Soon, based on existing data calculations, the program gave several target points and their probabilities.

The first target point: Amod Pharmaceutical Research and Manufacturing Company, probability 51.3%.

Not long after, Huanghun completely disappeared from the monitoring of S. H. I. E. L. D. agents.

The team leader hesitated for a moment and finally decided, "Set off, go to the vicinity of Amod Company first to take a look."

On the other side, Huanghun, who had finished leading the way, found a remote location, tore off the mask on his face, put it into his bag, then whistled and left the area, returning to the safe house.

"Dad, can this work?" Aniya asked, watching Huanghun finish a set of fancy operations.

Huanghun gestured outside the window. A S. H. I. E. L. D. car had stopped nearby. Huanghun had noted the car's distinctive appearance during the first step of executing the plan.

"Isn't it here? From the actions of these people, I know that compared to those guys I encountered before, they haven't made any progress. How many years has it been, and they are still using the textbook I wrote casually back then."

Blade, standing to the side, couldn't help but want to applaud.

Aniya had said at the beginning that Huanghun was the strongest agent, and Blade had just thought it was the daughter's impression-enhancement of her father. Now it seemed he really lived up to that title.

Professional, truly damn professional! ===== CHAPTER 67 =====