Fang Han and Bogner looked here on a three-story building in the distance. The moonlight was as hazy as water, and the night could not stop Fang Han's eyes.

Bogner said: "Are they in there?"

Fang Han said: "I don't know if it's the old nest!...I can recognize the smell of justice and order, but I can't sense it, so I can only find Rafal."

"Rafael is inside, and there are justice and order, right?" said Bogner.

Fang Han frowned and shook his head.

He still cannot conclude that it may be just a stronghold of justice and order, a stronghold of guarding Rafael.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." A series of gunfire sounded and stopped quickly, and Fang Han shook his head.

Bogner's face was not good-looking. He knew that there were not many people when he heard the density of the gunshots. It was impossible for him to be his nest.

"Let's go down and see if there is any survivor." Fang Han sighed.

"I have already ordered the survivor to stay." Borgner said. Fang Han had previously told him to stay survivor, and he strictly ordered the special forces to stay survivor.

The two went downstairs and drove to the woods quickly. Two special forces members were on guard. When they saw the headlights, they immediately picked up their guns and aimed at them.

Bogner got out of the car first, and the two team members recognized him, and the gun was facing down. Bogner nodded at them, said thank you for your hard work, and entered the woods with Fang Han.

After walking for about a hundred meters, two wooden houses appeared in front of you.

These two wooden houses, hidden by trees, are vacation homes, all built of pine wood, and are decorated with the surrounding trees.

At this time, the two wooden houses were brightly lit, and the outside was also shining with halogen lamps, which were as bright as daytime.

More than 20 special forces team members surrounded the wooden house, with muzzles facing the ground, and could raise their guns and shoot at any time.

Bogner and Fang Han entered the left room and saw a tall and strong man sitting on a chair, with his whole body tied up like a quilt in a fish net, his face was gray and he looked at them helplessly.

A special forces member came over and whispered a few words to Bogner, looking at Rafal.

Bogner frowned and said, "Rafael, do you say you were kidnapped?"

"Yes. Inspector. I need to call my wife," said Rafael.

Bogner said: "Where is your wife?"

"In Texas, she must be worried that she didn't receive a call from me for two days," Rafal said.

Bogner shook his head: "You can't call now. You need to cooperate with the investigation. Who tied you up?"

"I don't know." Rafal shook his head and said, "They suddenly rushed into my house. Then tied me up and blindfolded me and brought me here."

"Can you tell where they are?"

“It seems like there is an Utah accent.”

"What did they say?"

"They asked me to hand over the inventory in the warehouse."

"Have you handed over?"

"Yes. I can only hand over it to survive."

Bogner said angrily: "Very good, give me the address of the warehouse!"

Rafael quickly issued a place name: "Mr. Inspector, I think you can't find them now. What happened this morning."

“Is there any explosives in the warehouse?”

"No," Rafal shook his head: "There are not many weapons, just some light and heavy guns, and a few boxes of grenades."

"It seems that your business is good!" Bogner snorted.

Rafal shook his head and said, "Business has been very slow recently."

Bogner looked at Fang Han, and Fang Han left to the room next to him. There were four people lying inside, one dead, and the other three were tied tightly, all injured.

Fang Han squatted in front of the three of them to see their injuries, without fatal injuries. The special forces team members faithfully carried out Bogner's orders to minimize the damage.

Fang Han looked at these three people, two young and one middle-aged, the middle-aged man was a handsome white man, and looked at Fang Han quietly, calm and cold, reserved and noble in his temperament, and was a very well-educated person.

Fang Han raised his eyebrows, looked at him carefully, and then looked at the other two young men. They looked very calm, but just stared at him coldly.

Bogner came to Fang Han and said, "What should I do?... They can't ask anything!"

Fang Han nodded: "Try it, have you found their statue?"

"Are these three things?" A special forces member took three black statues, exuding a faint luster, with a magic that attracted the eyes.

Fang Han took the three statues, touched them, absorbed the power, transformed them into holy power, picked up one and placed it in front of the middle-aged man: "Is this yours?"

The middle-aged man nodded lightly: "Yes."

Fang Han smiled and said, "Speaking of this, you are an important figure in justice and order, why are you caught so accidentally?"

The middle-aged man said lightly: "I am just an ordinary person."

Fang Han shook his head and sighed: "Justice and order, why not treat human life as human life?...Okay, what actions do you have?"

"Do you think I will say it?" The middle-aged man looked at Fang Han calmly and calmly: "Justice requires life to be alert, order needs destruction to be rebuilt, and vulgar people need loud noises to wake up!"

Fang Han looked at the other two young men. They pursed their lips tightly and stared at Fang Han without saying a word. His expression was calm and cold, and his heart was filled with hostility.

Fang Han shook his head and said, "Let's have a good chat, Bogner, get the person back, I will take the first trial carefully."

"Can you find it out?" Bogner frowned.

He did not have faith in the confessions of justice and order. He was all the guys who were not afraid of death or pain. Even if there was medicine, he could not destroy their will.

This is the terrible thing of religious elements. The spiritual will is incredible. The power of will surpass the power of ** and will become particularly powerful and indestructible.

Fang Han said: "Try it, let them all go out. I'll stay with this gentleman for a while."

"Okay." Bogner nodded.

He didn't care what Fang Han used, as long as he could ask for useful information. He was already anxious now. If justice and order succeed, his career would be over!

Everyone retreated, Fang Han took a chair and sat in front of the middle-aged man. He stared at his eyes: "My name is Fang Han."

"Hanks." said the middle-aged man calmly.

Fang Han said in a gentle voice: "Do you really believe in the teachings of the Black God Cult?"

"Yes." Hanks nodded slightly: "The Black God Cult is a great faith. I am the slave of the Black God, and I will also be under the Black God's seat after my death."

"I heard that you, the founder of the Black God Sect, had an unusual appearance." Fang Han pondered.

Hanks said: "The power of the Black God is infinite."

"Is that really divine power?" Fang Han shook his head and said, "It's just a skill that has been cultivated, not that magical."

Hanks smiled faintly.

Fang Han reached out and let out a light move, and a book on the table flew up and fell into his hands.

He snapped his fingers again, and the cup at the distance of five steps was shattered and turned into a pile of powder. He blew it gently, and the pile of powder flew up and drifted in the air into a black god pattern. Finally, it slowly scattered to the ground.

Hanks and the other two widened their eyes.

Fang Han smiled and said, "Is this kind of strange phenomenon?"

"You...you..." Hanks pointed at him in disbelief.

Fang Han shook his head: "I wonder if the leader of the original sect had such ability?"

"You are..." Hanks widened his eyes and said, "Are you the messenger of the Black God?"

Fang Han smiled and said, "If this is the ability of the Black God messenger, then the Black God doesn't believe it, it's just ordinary skill."

Hanks shook his head and muttered to himself.

Fang Han said: "Where do you want to launch an attack on justice and order?"

He slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it to Hanks' forehead. Hanks suddenly fell into a coma. Then his body trembled slightly, as if he was slamming.

Fang Han saw that Hanks was an important figure in justice and order. Such characters knew more, but the other two young people would not know anything at all.

But Hanks is a strong-willed guy, pious and fanatical. His soul searching technique is likely to fail and he needs to defeat his defense first, so he shows the so-called miracle.

After a while, Fang Han let go of his hand, his face turned gloomy, he stood up and pushed open the door, and waved to Bogner.

Bogner rushed to him and whispered: "What did you ask?"

"In the Sky Theater!" Fang Han said in a deep voice: "The attack will be launched tonight. There is not much time left, so let's see if it's too late!"

"Tonight?!" Bogner's face changed and he turned to look at the sky. The moon was hanging in the sky, like an ice wheel slowly flowing.

"Call now and see if it's too late!" Fang Han said.

Bogner immediately started dialing the phone, his voice was quick and anxious. It might be too late now. The theater has started performing, and people have gone in, which can be detonated!

Fang Han said: "Don't worry, make it clear, let's go there right away!"

"Let's go." Bogna nodded quickly.

Fang Han drove, Bogner sat on the side and made a phone call. The sound was loud. He called Cia first, then F-pillow, and finally 119.

Fang Han drove the car quickly and rushed to the Sky Theater, but he had no hope. He might not be able to get through, and hoped that the explosion would be a little later.
To be continued...