The two French special agents’ reactions were already as quick as could be but they were still a step too late. When they saw the human silhouettes, their necks were all pricked with an anesthesia needle. In the next moment, they fell onto the ground.

Before they went unconscious, they had still seen the person in the window, who appeared Asian. He hung upside down from the window like a spider. He wasn’t holding a gun that shot anesthetic needles but a blowing tube. They couldn’t believe that he had actually used such a simple toy to knock them out.

The Asian jumped in from the window soundlessly. He was no other than the Tiger of the Zodiac team, E’er Demutu. Of course, he wasn’t exposing his real face, but a delicate mask.

At the same time, the elevator of the apartment opened and a vlack couple walked out. The man was tall and sounded drunk. He drew the woman’s waist towards him, muttering things. He was not quiet at all.

“Dear, I already can’t wait. You’re so hot.”

“What’s even in your brain? I hate drunk men,” said...