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traanactivity.HekhenthatCharmaineainehadsucceededinleadingthebarbariantribesbacktotheirowndomain.WhatheneverdreamedofwasthatViohadcamebadwasatthatmomentsittingohroneofherbelovedgoldpaderingpeohersubjectsasallthebarbarianwarriorsaribesmenhaddisappeared.KingDimitrididnotlingerlongintheareabutdirectedLightningtowardstheGiantMountainswhichyhorizontallyonthehorizon.Heflewtowardsaerofthemountainandwaslostfromview.Charinastoodupandsearchedforhimalroundwithherbinocurs,buthehaddisappearedpletely.Sheuzzled.Hadtherodcliffshidhimfromsight?Whyhadhevaoaremoteerofthemountainandwasstayingthereforsolong?Whatcouldhebedoingthere?Allofasuddehshookwithahugerogmotionlikeahquake,whichforcedCharinatosinkbatothethrone. Thepoliceofficerdroveslowlyontocitystreets.Hetookuphiswalkietalkieaedtohissuperiorsaying, “Sir,Ijustgotoffthefreewayandambathecity.WhereshouldIstationmyself?” “Verygood.Waitforhimexactlywhereyouare,justoffthefreeway.Keepyourmotorrunningbecausethecarthievesareontheirwaybacktothecity.Thatmanisnotonlyathief;heriskshislifeheedlessly,drivingatbreakneckspeedinthedarkwithoutanylightson.Ithiryingtoavoiddetebyourhelicopters.” “Gosh”mutteredthepoli“Whatkindofguyisthisthattakessuchrisks?Drivingathighspeedinthedarkthewayhedoeswithoutlightsonissuicidal!”Turningtohiswalkietalkie,heasked,“Sir,areyousurehewillreturntoourcity?Hecoulddriveonfurthertoanycityalongthefreeway.” “No”repliedhisdispatcher,“Wearesuretheywilleback.Wehavedetectedthattheyhavebeenstayingatthepresidentialsuitewitharooftopgardenohouseeo/hotel.Theyareevennowontheirwaybackaswespeak.Withthespeedheisdrivingtheyshouldbethereinacoupleofminutes.Wewillthencloseinonthem.” “Good.Good”saidthepoliexcitedly.“Iamgettingimpatient.”Thevoiceattheotherendwassilentforafewseds.Thenittinued, 100页 “SomehowIhaveafeelingthatthisisnotasimplecaseofcartheft.Thetwoofthemwerejoyridingforawhilealongthecoastlineflyingtowardsthesouth.Thenitwasasiftheyweresatisfiedorperhapstheyworeoff,becausetheybecametiredofitandstoppedatarestareaalongthefreeway.Theyleftthedwentintoafastfoodstore.Whiletheywereihestore,amotorcycledroveupandstoppedbesidetheirsportscar.Themotorcyclistwasdressedallinbdhadhishelmeton,sowecouldn’tseehisfacebuthetookoutabboxandquicklyaffixeditunderhourfriend’sjetbcksportscar.Theonhismotorcydquicklyspedaway.Ithinksomethingisgoingtohappen.We’llwaitaheloudsoundofanapproaghelicoptercouldbeheardandthevoiceoverthewalkietalkieturehedispatchersaid,“They’reback.They’reback.Theyhaveeylimits.Whenyouseethem,tailthemandcutoffanyrouteofretreat.”Justasheeaking,abcksportscarwithnolightsonstreakedbytheleftsideofthepolicecaratanarmingspeed,likeasharkinthedeepwatersthathaddiscovereditsvictimandwasmakingitssuddenandsilentattack.Thepoliturnedonhissirenandquicklyfollowedinitswake.Thebcksportscarzigzaggeditswayoreets.Itmaderightaurnsseemingatrandomuntilitdisappearedpletelyfromsightandshookoffitspursuers. Theresidentialdistrictwasmeticulouslyndscapedwithtalltrees,flbushesandwell-keptwns.Thestreetlig