Night’s Nomenclature-Chapter 448: The Trap
The Mechanical God Sect's cathedral is located in the north. A convoy traveled south from the north towards City 10 in Central Plains, finally arriving at the outskirts of the city at 12 midnight. From afar, they could see the city’s outline.
The atmosphere in the car was solemn, and everyone’s expression seemed shrouded in a dark fog.
The setbacks suffered by the Central Plains Mechanical God Sect had greatly displeased the Pope. First, the Cardinal in City 18 was captured. Then, several red-robed deacons in City 10 were arrested by Intelligence Bureau One and imprisoned in a secret prison.
This made the Mechanical God Sect sense a hint of danger.
The Pope guessed that they might have interfered with some big shot in the Conglomerate, so the other party wanted to wipe them out.
The Mechanical God Sect also understood that they were like a tool for the Conglomerate. When needed, they were fully supported, but when no longer needed, they could be discarded at will.
Now that the Mechanical God Sect was growing in power and becoming disobedient, perhaps some bigwigs in the Conglomerate were displeased with them.
Otherwise, how could the Guardians' Union have spread so rapidly?
How dare Intelligence Bureau One wipe out their red-robed deacons in City 10 in one fell swoop?
Perhaps, the Guardians' Union is a replacement for the Mechanical God Sect. The Conglomerate had found a more obedient organization to help them amass wealth and control the populace.
Of course, the Mechanical God Sect did not know that while the Conglomerate did tacitly approve of this, everyone was more focused on the Federation's civil war and had no time to deal with them.
Even the Leader was surprised by all this…
In the most luxurious car, a middle-aged man said, “Have any of the captured Guardians' Union members spoken?” ƒгeewёbnovel.com
After the attack on the City 18 headquarters, the Mechanical God Sect indiscriminately arrested dozens of Guardians' Union members who had revealed their identities during operations.
A young man in the passenger seat whispered, “Only three have spoken. The rest haven’t… These Guardians' Union members are more tenacious than we imagined. No matter how we interrogated them, they only recited nonsensical sentences.”
“What sentences?” the middle-aged man frowned.
“May the youth of the Federation escape the cold air, only ascending, and not listening to the words of those who give up on themselves. Those who can act, act; those who can speak out, speak out. A little heat, a little light, like a firefly, can also emit some light in the darkness, without waiting for a torch…”
“Enough,” the middle-aged man said coldly, “You recite it quite fluently. We captured so many Guardians' Union members in City 18, and only three opened their mouths. A bunch of trash! If we can't solve this Guardians' Union problem, neither of us will go back to see the Pope. We’ll destroy our energy cores and end ourselves.”
“It’s not entirely without gains,” the young man said, “At least we found the whereabouts of the Black Family through these three Guardians' Union members.”
The middle-aged man pondered, “Is it possible that these three are lying? Deliberately luring us into a trap?”
“It shouldn’t be,” the young man said, “The three testimonies match. They were captured hastily, so there’s no chance for collusion.”
“It could also be that someone deliberately let them be captured by us,” the middle-aged man said.
The young man thought for a moment, “Who would willingly endure such torture just to set us up? I think the Guardians’ Union has only been around for a few months. It’s unlikely that all these dozens of people willingly underwent torture just to set a trap for us.”
The young man considered this from the perspective of a Mechanical God Sect member. At least in their Mechanical God Sect, they didn’t have so many completely loyal grassroots believers.
The middle-aged man sneered, “Let's quickly resolve this so-called Black Family tonight, and then I can talk to the Conglomerate.”
The young man in the passenger seat continued, “Also, we’ve pretty much figured out what happened in City 18. That red-robed deacon named Qin Shuli betrayed the church and led the Guardians’ Union members to raid the headquarters while it was empty, taking the cardinal away.”
“Internal betrayal. This should alert us,” the middle-aged man said coldly. “The Guardians’ Union's background is unknown, and its influence on its members’ minds is even greater than that of our church's control. This is something we need to learn from.”
“Referee, should we take action tonight? What if the Conglomerate is helping them?”
The Referee said, “Don’t conflict with anyone other than the Guardians’ Union. My purpose in coming south is also to speak with the Conglomerate on behalf of the Pope. Tonight’s priority is to kill the Black Family.”
Someone beside him was puzzled, “But… it’s possible that the Conglomerate is targeting us.”
The Referee said, “We are here to eliminate the Guardians’ Union to prove that we are more useful than them. It’s not time for them to get rid of us yet. We just need to wait a little longer. If the Pope's new plan is successful, we might become the sixth Conglomerate.”
The people in the car were encouraged and didn’t bother to discern how much truth was in that statement.
The vehicle drove towards the tunnel gate of the border control agency and passed through the inspection-free channel.
The young man in the passenger seat made a phone call, “Is the Black Family still under surveillance?”
Someone on the phone said, “Still under surveillance. Confirmed that he is in the fifth district. Twelve of us are tracking him around the clock and recording his actions 24/7.”
“How many people are there?” the young man asked. “Are there any masters?”
“There’s a suspected C-Class master.”
“It doesn’t matter. The referee is here in person. A C-Class isn’t a big deal,” the young man reassured them.
The driver and the person on the phone shared their location, speeding towards the city center.
No one noticed that two people were calmly watching them from the sky…
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It was 12:30 AM, the busiest time of night in the Federation.
The Mechanical God Sect's vehicle had just entered the fifth district…
Suddenly, a slender figure fell from the sky.
All the members of the Mechanical God Sect in the car saw the figure land on the roof of the lead vehicle, smashing it in. It looked like they were trying to embed the car into the ground.
There was a screech of brakes on the street, and the long convoy came to an abrupt halt.
“What’s going on?” the Referee was stunned.
In their line of sight, the figure lay quietly on the roof, embedded in the car body, already silent.
It all happened so fast, as if someone had committed suicide by jumping from a building and happened to land on their car, killing the people inside…
“Go and take a look,” the Referee calmly instructed from the back seat.
But just then, someone suddenly exclaimed on the car radio, “A convoy is rapidly approaching from behind, with a ginkgo biloba logo on the vehicles!”
The Referee secretly thought it was bad. Could it be a targeted operation by the Qing Family? “Prepare to fight, everyone enter combat status! But be careful, first send someone to inquire, don’t rashly engage in battle!”
But before they could send anyone, gunshots rang out from somewhere.
The Referee was startled and instinctively tried to dodge.
But he soon realized a problem: the bullets weren’t aimed at him.
But at the Qing Family Conglomerate convoy behind them.
Wait, at that moment, the Referee understood many things.
A previous guess of his was indeed true. The reason why those Guardians’ Union members were captured was to set this trap for them.
Those people willingly endured torture from the Mechanical God Sect to create this situation.
And the Black Family member, regardless of exposing himself, lured them here.
Why? How could a Guardians’ Union with such a short development time have such cohesion?!
What kind of organization is this?
And who is the Black Family member?
During their surveillance of the Black Family member these past two days, they didn’t sense anything special about him.
No, no.
The Referee wasn’t even sure whether the Black Family member they found was the real Black Family member.
At this moment, the Referee looked back at the top of the vehicle that had just been hit.
The ‘corpse’ that should have been lying there was gone…
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