The rain stopped in the morning, but perhaps a bigger rain was coming, and the air in the city became more and more stuffy.

It is also possible that there were many tourists coming to the city wall, and the son who walked out of the city wall and returned to participate in the festival. Everyone was crowded on the streets outside the village in the Daxing city wall area, and people who were familiar with the road had already entered the city wall and climbed the noisy rooftop.

Elizabeth has not left for the past two days and spent the night at a rooftop hotel in the building where the postman's headquarters is located.

Today is the day of the festival. She was wearing agile orange windbreaker and blue jeans, and was also among the crowd on the rooftop.

"The festival is about to begin."

"Look over there, that horse is so beautiful."

The children were cheering for joy, and they jumped excitedly and walked around.

The gloomy and dim sky can further highlight the neon signs and various lighting on the exterior walls of the building and the rooftop. People's hair colors and clothes are also more colorful. Of course, there are also parades for the festival.

Elizabeth also watched the fun, and she could only see such a scene in the city area.

The parade team consisted of priests arranged by the Council and some rooftop postmen. The priests wore ceremonial gowns in the style of cemetery, while the postmen were wearing blue uniforms and worked together to carry sacrificial objects.

There are traditional lanterns, dazzling neon light cards, and rare flowers here.

The most eye-catching one is a giant electronic mechanical horse in the middle of the team, with real shape and colorful colors.

This Tianma, which is a symbol of success in the city, was carried by the priest and postman from the rooftop of the building here, and jumped to the rooftop of the building there, and paraded back and forth between the crowded buildings with mouth shapes, causing bursts of shouts from people.

But not everyone is happy, some people's expressions are like the hazy dark clouds, and they are not touched by the festival.

Elizabeth had already noticed that there was a hesitation, suspicion and depression lingering around them.

They lost confidence in the current situation and future of the city, and the invisible power of the magical drama wandered in their hearts.

"Miss Elizabeth, this is a graphics just made by the computer."

The security team was on guard around her. Ayako hurriedly walked up with a Seis laptop with a few people.

Elizabeth immediately checked the computer and recorded the magical graffiti that the Red Rain Investigation Team had tried its best to count in the past two days.

In this maze in the city walled area, it is not allowed for outsiders to come in to draw maps. They did not draw maps, but cooperated with the postman headquarters to enter all nearby places where graffiti spots appeared as a red dot to form a three-dimensional image.

She looked at the dense red dots on the screen, but it looked like some sort of sequence, and she pulled the keyboard a few times, and the chill suddenly arose.

These red dots of graffiti can form a magical craft graffiti, and after changing the angle, they can also be the same magical craft graffiti.

"It is something that everyone visualizes." said the monk Wuzhen next to him, "It is also the incarnation of the demons in the heart."

The festivals around were getting more and more lively, but Elizabeth felt a danger approaching.

There are thousands of graffiti spots entered by the survey team alone. According to Xiaomei and other postal operators, this is far more than that, and new graffiti spots can appear hundreds or thousands at any time.

She didn't have so much manpower to guard all the graffiti spots, and she asked Seth yesterday to send support staff.

But the above response was to ask her to find a way. The family and company invested in her product cost. If it didn't work during the trial sales period of the new product, it could stop the loss at any time.

So Elizabeth had to spend money and asked Master Yucheng to urgently invite some mercenaries inside and outside the city to guard.

However, it is far from enough.

In addition, the people from the City Tour Council and the postman, and the people from the City Village Gang are still far from enough.

Mr. Dro probably saw that she was sincere and was not so hostile to her now, and told her that the key was not the graffiti spots today, but the key was the festival on the rooftop, so the Council focused its personnel on the rooftop.

Some fires cannot be curbed from burning.

But what they want to do is to let more people put out fire than those who set fire.

If a fire occurs and some people are burned to death... that is not a situation the Council is willing to see, but is unable to completely stop it.

"Wow, fireworks!" At this time, another cheer from children sounded.

Elizabeth saw that it was the mechanical horse that raised its head and sent a message to the sky. Some fireworks exploded in the sky, becoming a brilliant and flashing light, but there would be no open flames.

This is not like an electronic holographic image, but the power of the painter's extraordinary power.

At the same time, runners continued to fly across the buildings, bringing out a series of lively lights and shadows.

Whether it is a child or an adult, more people are praised, and the dark clouds are gradually illuminated.

Elizabeth knew that those fireworks were not only good-looking, but also disguised and eliminated the charm of the magical graffiti.

The two fabrications are quietly competing, and while the fireworks ignite the ceremony, they also make the magical play begin.

Her eyes suddenly gathered and saw a fire rushing out of a window on the middle floor of the building opposite.

The crowd had not noticed this abnormality, and the lively and jubilant festival continued.

Elizabeth looked at the computer screen again, and all the doodles revolved around a central point.

It was the rooftop of Guangmao Building, not far away.

The Guangmao Building was the earliest fire that last year's fire. It has been rebuilt now, with more bars, strip clubs and theaters, which are more prosperous than before, but what comes in seems to be funds outside the siege.

"Let's go to the center!" Elizabeth said immediately, "It's the stage for magical plays."

Monk Wuzhen and Taoist Yucheng meant this, but the security team reminded that there was a dangerous place and it was not suitable to go there.

"I can feel that we need it." Elizabeth walked away resolutely, "If there were fires everywhere and people were killed, the festival would not be completed. There would be no more tragedy like last year!

Mr. Dro's middle-aged face was silent. The fire point was close, and a postman team had already dealt with it.

But she was actually right. Whether the festival can be achieved depends on the human heart, the invisible collection of ideological data.

"Xiaomei, go and have a look! If you need it, help Miss Sterling... try to control the fire and save people as much as possible. Persist for a while, the festival has not reached that progress and is not enough to break the magical fabrication."

...

"Miss Sophia, there was a fire in the building over there, and there was an unknown conflict in the festival."

Gasboine's convoy parked on the street outside Daxing Village. Sophia did not get off the car, but she also heard the noise outside.

She was communicating with Wilson on a satellite phone, but she heard from the intercom that the security team leader Durham reported: "I suggest that all of us leave the city immediately."

"Wilson, what's going on?" Sophia asked quickly, "There's a fire here and there is a conflict."

"This is the city area, and this festival was born because of conflict. This is exactly the savvy of those online cowboys. Chaos can provide them with the best opportunity to transfer. Once they pretend they were burned to death in the fire and then went for plastic surgery in private, we would not be able to track them down again."

Sophia heard a little anxious and directed the security captain Durham on the walkie-talkie: "You go and meet with Director Wilson right away. There are street people involved in the company's major interests and need to be arrested, right away!"

However, Captain Durham was unmoved, and her sixth-level Class B permissions were not that easy to use.

"Miss Sophia, we are only responsible for keeping you safe. Taking risks to catch people is not our mission."

A group of idiots! Sophia is so fed up, she is always a group of idiots under her hands.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, asked the security team a few questions, and confirmed that there was no fire in Daxing City, and Elizabeth Sterling was on the rooftop above.

"Hurry up." Wilson urged, "those cowboys are going to take advantage of the chaos, and I can't beat them alone!"

Sophia looked at the lively streets outside where people were still coming and going. As Wilson said, isn’t it normal for the city area to be a little messy? Otherwise, why would she bring so many security here and why would she spend money to raise these things?

All of us have come, all of us have come, and we have reached this point...

How could I just return empty-handed? So far, the whole thing has been driven by her plan...

"I'm going to meet Wilson." Sophia made a decision, opened the car door, carried her handbag and stepped on the tattered concrete floor. For the first time in her life, she stepped on the road in the city area, this broken place.

She ignored the strange gazes of the siegemen on the road, walked directly into the narrow streets and alleys, and walked into the Daxing siege. The security personnel had to get out of the car and follow.

"Take me to find Wilson!" Sophia then handed the satellite phone in her hand to Captain Durham, "Hurry up."

Captain Durham sighed and had to open the way with the city tour guide inside the company, heading towards the location Wilson said, and the security team protected Miss Sophia in the middle.

As Sophia walked, she looked at the cramped and dilapidated scene around her, listening to the noise coming from the rooftop above, but looking up, she could not see anything. It seemed that there would always be only the dense patch of illegal steel and concrete.

This made her feel disgusted, and a sense of depression and anxiety arose.

But these emotions cannot suppress another leap that is born from the victory that is coming in front of you.

However, a large group of them walked around the narrow alley, and the giant maze gradually revealed its hideousness.

The stuffy air made Sophia sweat a little, and her red high heels looked even more out of place.

"Wilson, how far is it?" she asked with the satellite phone back.

But it seemed that the signal was not good, hissing, and the voice was distorted so hard that it could not be heard clearly.

Suddenly, suddenly, the security guard who was opening the road in the front shouted anxiously: "Retreat, retreat! There is a illusion!"
Chapter completed!