Jay bluntly pierced the disguise, but Alicia did not look surprised. She smiled lightly, moved a little away, and shook her hair, and asked, "So, you really noticed."
"My memory isn't that bad, X gaze, remember?" Jay shrugged, "I saw your face while underground. Your beautiful mask didn't help."
"I think so, but I couldn't confirm that you have x-sight before, but now I can confirm it." Alicia said, looking around for a while, stood up and said, "This is not suitable for talking. Come with me, I have something to say. I have to talk to you."
At this time the game is nearing its end, and the fan enthusiasm has just reached a peak. The audience stood up one after another and shouted loudly towards the stadium. People's voices were layered on top of each other, like muddy and loud thunder, completely inaudible. Jay struggled to squeeze out of the emotionally crowded crowd, and followed Alicia down to the empty parking lot on the lower level.
"So," Jay asked as they leaned against a load-bearing pole in the parking lot, "what should I call you? It sounds stupid to call you Huntress or Alicia."
"Just call Helena." She smiled. "This is my real name-I can guarantee it."
Jay knew she didn't lie at least for this part, which was a good start.
"You work for the government?"
"That's right. I work for a special operations department, a new organization formed after the Doomsday Invasion, specifically to call special agents with special abilities to perform special tasks." Helena said.
"So, I assume you haven't told anyone about me yet?"
"For now," Helena said, "I omitted your part when I reported to my superiors."
"Thanks a lot, I guess I owe you a favor now." Jay said, paused, and then asked, "So, I will definitely not just want to hear a'thank you' when you come to see me this time. Right?"
Helena put away her charming smile and showed a serious expression for the first time since Jay met her today.
"Yes, I have some very important information, I think you need to know it." She said, "Two days ago, my superior informed me that a member of a certain killer organization had been found around the metropolis. As far as we know, it is a very large system. Their killers are cruel and dangerous, with blood on their hands. Our agents have fought against them many times, but we still know very little about them."
"Like a man in black who named a member after a wine in a comic?"
"I'm serious, don't interrupt."
After Helena scolded, Jay quietly closed her mouth. Helena went on to say: "I was sent to investigate the relevant situation. I identified a temporary den of them based on the news. They carried out a raid last night. . Unfortunately, they are very clever. I couldn't catch anyone, but I got some data from their computer equipment that might be related to their mission to the Metropolis. Then I found...this."
While she was speaking, she operated the watch-like instrument on her wrist for a while, and soon a small floating screen was projected. Prior to this, Jay had only seen such black technology in spy movies, and he subconsciously began to figure out whether he should also find a way to build such a handsome thing.
A photo was quickly loaded in the center of the screen. When Jay saw his photo sticker appeared in the center, he couldn't help but opened his mouth wide in surprise.
"this is me?"
"Very obvious." Helena said.
Jay frowned: "Are you trying to say that I have been exposed?"
"Otherwise, you can find the reason why the mission target of a certain international terrorist organization is a high school student." Helena said, paused, and said, "Before you ask again, I will answer first-- It's not me. I didn't report half a word about you to my superiors, and of course I definitely didn't contact terrorists."
Where is it exposed? It was the first time Jay had used his abilities outside in the underground mall so far, and he was pretty sure Helena was the only one who witnessed it. Otherwise, these people had some connection with the original owner of his body before he crossed into this world.
This seems to be the most likely explanation indeed.
"I can't determine the specific content of their mission, I don't know what they want." Helena said, "but I can only be sure of one thing-they are here for you."
After pondering for a while, Jay said, "Well, anyway, thank you for warning me, I will be careful."
Helena asked: "Mind if I ask, what are you going to do with it?"
"What to do?" Jay smiled bitterly. "What else can I do? If it is confirmed that someone is coming at me, in the worst case, I must say goodbye to my current life. I must abandon this identity and leave far away. Prevent anyone connected to me from getting involved."
Helena blinked her eyes: "So are you ready?"
Jay was silent for a while.
"I don't know," he said at last, "but I think I have no choice."
"Well, then I also sincerely hope that things will not develop to that point." Helena patted his shoulder and said, "Let's do this first, and I will notify you if there are other discoveries. "
"Thank you anyway."
Jay said goodbye to Helena, only a mess in his mind. He suddenly had a strange hunch, as if everything was like an invisible cloud that had stirred into his life in these two days, breaking his long delicate balance.
Helena also turned around and prepared to leave. She strode towards the parking space where her car was parked, her fingers had just touched the doorknob, and the cold blade had been resting on her neck. An oppressive murderous aura seemed to be released out of thin air from behind, instantly covering her whole body, making her feel cold in her hands and feet. Instinct told her that she couldn't resist the enemy behind her, because he surpassed herself too much.
When Jay's keen super senses realized that something was wrong, the black figure silently appeared behind Helena and restrained her. He was wrapped in an all-black tight-fitting combat suit, with white eyepieces on his face mask, and sharp eyes like steel knives penetrated through it. He squeezed Helena's throat with his elbows, and pressed a bright sharp knife against her white and snowy skin, his sharp eyes seemed to warn Jay not to act rashly.
Jay couldn't help being shocked. Knowing that he has super-microscopic vision and strong hearing that can hear wind and grass from miles away, he is confident that no one will be lurking around him without his noticing it—but that was before today. Because the black guy in front of him did it, he was like a ghost, Jay couldn't hear his breathing and heartbeat, and appeared out of nowhere like a ghost.
The enemy has come, much faster than he expected.