I'm a spy in the film

Chapter 463 Retreat

This time the voice was much softer:

"Bourne is just in solitary confinement. We just need to release him. Beating and retaliating against innocent people is wrong!"

It was Sharon Holly Greer.

"I knew it!" Bourne silently praised the blonde nun in his heart: "Although she is a magician employed by the Holy See, she was educated by nuns. Her upbringing is different. She has a soft heart."

Then, the nun continued softly, "However, I will also ask Archbishop Peron. Wasn't Grand Knight Sten relieved of his command of the Western Region because of the unfavorable battle in the West, which resulted in Sister Mariam being seriously injured? Why could a hero who had made great contributions be forced to be imprisoned in front of dozens of knights?

Has his prestige surpassed the rules of the Church?"

Damn it.

Bourne yelled in his heart, "You are exaggerating, Sister. If those old men hear this, Grand Knight Sten will never be reused again."

"Oh, women are so scary, the key is still three!"

Thinking that these three people with great backgrounds, strength and power were coming to find him, Bourne felt a little flustered for no reason and quickly said:

"I'm fine here, how are things now?"

"very bad!"

There was a lot of noise on the other end of the phone. It seemed that although several base stations had been repaired and basic communications were maintained, the call quality was worrying.

"Bourne, long story short.

All forces are now concentrating on Monte Cristo and the Ladder Church. No more teams will be sent out. Ignore that bullshit confinement order. Go west or north. The enemy this time is very powerful. Don't be impulsive!"

……

Bourne silently hung up the phone, removed the battery, wrapped it in a plastic bag and put it in his pocket.

Going west or north is not a good idea.

According to the three ladies, Monte Cristo and the Stairway Church will be the locations for the decisive battle with the Dark Council. If we go to these two places, wouldn't that mean we are rushing to be cannon fodder?

On the contrary, here, I only need to rely on my affinity with the water element to avoid the first wave of dark forces.

Once the two forces start fighting, you can find a boat and head south or north to leave this troubled place.

What is good and evil, what is black and white, let them fight their brains out.

Bourne did not forget that the four old knights who suddenly appeared were obviously antiques who had been lying in coffins for who knows how long.

This is when facing the Seventh Ancestor, so they sent out only four of them. With the stingy and evasive nature of the Holy See, who knows how many old monsters would have awakened!

Thinking of this, Bourne looked around.

This sanatorium has a good location, halfway up a small hill, which makes it very convenient for going to the beach or to the western mountains.

However, there are many residential houses here, and many residents have been bewitched by the sound and walked out of their homes before, but more are still trapped at home.

Once a tsunami hits, everyone will become underwater souls.

According to Sharon, the wizards of the School of Necromancer will turn these dead Rio citizens into drowned people, a kind of monster similar to the Chinese water ghosts, which can move at a normal speed underwater. They often gather in large numbers to exhaust the enemy to death.

Although Bourne can breathe underwater for a short period of time, he cannot release fireballs in water, so when facing such an enemy, Bourne has no choice.

"Luckily I remembered to go southwest. There is a yacht rental company there. Toledo introduced it to me. I'll go take a look and hide a boat first. When the tsunami passes, I'll leave by boat!"

Bourne shouldered his backpack and gently pushed open the window.

At this time, the sanatorium was empty.

Whether it was the knights and saints who were recuperating here, or the dignitaries from Rio who came here to hide and seek asylum, they all disappeared without a trace.

When passing the front yard, Bourne saw more than a dozen bloody bodies lying under the building, with no one to collect them.

"Ah, when promoting it, they say that God loves the world, and in times of crisis, the world becomes expendable."

"No one in this world is nobler than anyone else. Even if you were all high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen in Rio before, now you are all alone here, lying dead in the wilderness. What's the difference between you and those poor people who died in gang robberies?"

Bourne sent out a few sparks, burning the corpses to ashes, shook his head, and ran to the southeast.

The yacht company Doreto was talking about was more of an agency than a rental company.

The company itself has no yachts, only a barge and several motorboats.

Their main business is to maintain yachts for some wealthy businessmen and rent them out when they are not in use.

Part of the rental fee will be paid to the owner of the yacht.

Rio is surrounded by the sea on three sides. Many people own yachts, but most of those who go out to sea on yachts every day are tourists.

Therefore, this business, which satisfies yacht owners, tourists and intermediary companies, is very prosperous.

When Bourne arrived at the two-story building where the company was located, there was no one inside.

It can be seen that the people here must have left in a hurry. Even the door was not locked, and the floor was in a mess. Of course, no valuables were lost in the room. After all, this was a time when ghosts were rampant, and no one was so blind as to come here to steal computers, tables and chairs.

Fortunately, Bourne soon found a thick register in the desk drawer at the front desk, which contained detailed information on yachts registered with the company.

One of the small yachts caught Byrne's interest.

The owner of this yacht is called Spencer, a wrestler who likes to modify yachts.

His speedboat, called 'Thunder', has twin engines, can accommodate up to four people and can reach speeds of over 250 kilometers per hour.

The best part is that this speedboat has diving capabilities.

That's right, just like a submarine, traveling underwater.

Although the speed is much slower, only 30 kilometers per hour, according to the registration book: In a fully enclosed state, the oxygen circulation system in the yacht can support two people underwater for two hours.

Of course, this is an ideal situation, and the yacht's owner Spencer has never tried it.

But he did dive in the speedboat once, with the manager of the rental company also on board.

"That's it!" Bourne decided.

The location of the yacht is clearly recorded in the register. It is in the dock of a private pier further south, where it is undergoing maintenance.

Even better, on the wall behind the front desk registration desk, Bourne found the key to the yacht.

"God is helping me!"

Bourne collected the keys and ran quickly toward the dock.

The muffled thunder in the distance is getting closer and closer, the tsunami is coming!

He must find a sturdy place to hide the yacht before the tsunami hits. Otherwise, the huge impact of the tsunami will be too great for him and the yacht, and even the skyscrapers will not be able to withstand it!

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