《I'm the King Of Technology 》Chapter 1064: Loosing The Battle
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Looking at the fake jingo coarsely breathing against the wall, Lucius quickly decided to end things.
After all, as planned, they weren't supposed to take prisoners today.
For all they knew, the enemies might be watching everything commence from a safe distance.
So when trying to run away, if someone saw that they took 'Jingo' with them, things might get too complicated.
As for the fake Jingo, he still thought that they would take him for torture and questioning, giving him a chance to survive and possibly a chance for escape.
But Lucius's following words made his entire expression grim.
Even though he didn't fully understand 9/10th of what the man before him was saying, he still got bits and pieces of it.
Lucius silently crouched down and looked at the fake before him coldly.
"Normally, we would take you back for questioning.
But for today's situation, we can't take back any prisoners.
Goodbye."
"No! No! No!!!"
Seeing Lucius's hands moving forward, fake Jingo protested loudly.
But sadly, his fate had already been decoded.
Very swiftly, Lucius snapped his neck, almost cutting it off from its sockets.
Now, both the real and the fake were dead.
And after searching the fake's pockets, he found 4 secret letters as well.
Lucius raised his eyebrows when he saw the acronym on the letters.
It's this T.O.E.P again.
Interesting...
It looks like they're yet again one step closer to understanding these T.O.E.P people.
But for now, they had to get out of here fast!
.
~Woosh!
They left the bodies and excited the place the same way they came.
And only after they left, did something spectacular happen within the dungeon-like room.
A fake stone door opened up, and several others stepped into the torture room.
What???
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Anyone who saw this would be once again made speechless.
So this was the secret that the burnt person died with?
Out of the 3 that walked in, one looked very much identical to the 2 dead Jingos.
It was just that the person had a stranger aura when compared to the others.
What the hell?
Heh. It turns out that these dead Jingos were both fakes.
The real one had come to this town a month earlier, as planned by the organization.
That's right. The person parading himself was the real Jingo earlier on, was only a double, who was ready to put his life on the line for Jingo.
He had been Jingo's double for 11 years and had felt the same pain and worries as Jingo.
So the double himself had always thought of himself as Jingo too.
The thing was that he looked very similar to the real Jingo, as if they were identical twins.
Of course, the moment the brunt Jingo got set on fire, Jingo had planned to save him.
But the sudden intrusion of those mysterious people made him aware that others had also infiltrated the place too.
So he had no choice but to watch his double burn to death.
As for the letters that these people had taken, they were all empty.
The authentic letters were still with him.
Heh.
Today had truly been an eye-opener for him.
.
Looking at his burnt double, he felt it was a real shame.
A good double had just been destroyed, just like that.
What was even funnier was that the double didn't know he had been here all this time.
He left Morgany earlier than his double and crew, allowing his double to take full charge of everything.
So the double thought he was the only one here.
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Sigh... What a waste of a good double.
Luckily, he had 2 more in Morgany.
"Sub-Captain. Should we head towards the ships?"
Jingo shook his head: "No. They might've already infiltrated it. So far, we don't know if they outnumber us or if we outnumber them. So we can only watch what they do from a distance.
At least now, we're sure that these Hamunaptra people are real. It looks like they came to rescue their comrade. It's a pity that we didn't have a mole time to torture and get information out. But from now on, we'll be more aware of them. First things first, we need to leave and report this matter to the organization. It's a pity that the crew would have to be sacrificed. But this is all for the greater good. Don't you think so, Old Crow Face?"
The real Crow Face nodded calmly.
Sometimes, sacrifices had to be made for the good of the organization.
This wasn't the first time they were losing crewmates.
There were times when they lost over 30 ships of people when they came across bigger enemies like the Temple of Adonis.
So now, when facing the Temple of Dragmus and trying to catch the spies in their crew, they did expect to make some losses.
In fact, even the training workout that had been 'stolen' had all been given out according to plan.
They were supposed to catch all spies in one swoop during this trip.
But who would've thought that they would meet even a bigger enemy here?
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Everyone's expression was grim.
"Sub-Captain, their skills are far superior to ours."
"Hmmm... The only advantage we have might be that Morgany as a whole is broader and undoubtedly bigger in number than some hidden organization.
Unless they own an entire continent like those Adonis bastards, I doubt they would be able to hit us all at once.
That's why we have to hit them first!
We need to search the entire world if we have to and find them fast!"
Everyone nodded in agreement with this analogy.
"Yes. So when do we leave?"
"Tomorrow evening!
For tonight, we stay put and let them go.
If my guess is accurate, they should leave the 'merchant' ship we came with.
So tomorrow morning, we'll gather all the clues we can find and take off in the evening.
As expected, they should've already sent the boy away.
So staying here for too long is meaningless.
The language they also used didn't belong to Morgany, Veinitta or Pyno. So they are definitely foreign."
"Sub-captain, their attire was also blizzard and looked like it belonged to an ancient organization as well."
"I noticed that too.
But where? Where do these people come from?"
Everyone bobbed at the turn of events.
Hamunaptra... The Eyes of Horus...
Wherever these places are, they would find it!
That's why they had to leave Pyno fast!
There was no use staying on this worthless dump anymore.
Besides, with the fake letters these people took, they would trap them soon enough.
Yes...
Tonight, they lost.
But soon, they would have their revenge!
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