On the empty flat ground, Lin Qiye and others were seen whispering softly while furtively approaching the empty nothingness in front of them, their eyes lighting up slightly.
"……one two three!"
As soon as the words fell, the four people suddenly stretched out their hands, grabbed in front of them, each held a ball of air, turned around and ran in different directions.
puff!
Wang Qing, who was looking curiously at the edge of the valley, couldn't help laughing when she saw this scene.
"Hahahaha...Old Nie, look! These little guys are interesting!?"
Wang Qing's palm slapped Nie Jinshan's shoulder, making a banging sound, like a piece of steel being slapped on. The latter's stern face turned to look at her, with a hint of helplessness in his expression.
"Keep your voice down, Hong Kong is still concentrating on controlling [Virtual Reconstruction], don't cause any interference for him." Nie Jinshan's deep voice sounded.
Seeing this, Wang Qing shrugged and looked around,
"By the way, why didn't Little Tangtang come?"
"Tang Yusheng won't come." Nie Jinshan said with some complexity, "Today's scene... it would be better for him not to see it."
Just as the two were communicating, a figure wearing a dark green coat and skirt slowly walked over from a distance, wearing a hairpin, like a court lady walking out of an ancient palace.
The moment she saw this figure, Wang Qing immediately put away the smile on her lips and stood up respectfully:
"Senior Gongyang."
"Senior Gongyang." Nie Jinshan said calmly.
Gongyang Wan smiled slightly, nodded to the two of them, and glanced at the people in the [Night Curtain] who were flying in different directions in the open space, and finally landed on Lin Qiye.
The light was flowing in those beautiful eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
…
On the busy street, Lin Qiye turned into the alley at the corner, and a magical light flashed under his feet.
When he walked out again, he had transformed into a young man with an ordinary face, also wearing lake blue production clothes.
If he wants to walk freely in this city, Lin Qiye must first use transformation magic to change his appearance. Otherwise, a dark red cloak will be too eye-catching on the street. Moreover, doing so can also avoid some troubles... such as the man who is chasing after him while cursing.
Electrical appliance store owner.
After getting rid of the electrical appliance store owner, Lin Qiye left the crowd and climbed up to a taller building next to him, standing on the roof and looking into the distance.
With mental perception unavailable, Lin Qiye could only use this most primitive method to survey the terrain. The light cyan aurora hung from the clouds in the distance, like a curtain covering the end of the city and the busy streets in his field of vision.
It gradually disappears with the turbulent flow of people, as if there is another world connected behind the curtain.
"Is that the boundary of [Virtual Reconstruction]..."
Judging from Lin Qiye's impression of Huaihai City, the reconstructed city in front of him is only about two-thirds of the size of the real Huaihai City, and in the light cyan aurora, rushing rivers gush out continuously,
Along the broad river, it passes through the most prosperous urban area of Huaihai City like silk and disappears into the aurora on the other side.
Huangpu River, this is the only part that Lin Qiye sees now that overlaps with the Huaihai City in his impression.
Lin Qiye stood on the roof, his eyes reflecting the entire reconstructed Huaihai City, rubbing his chin with one hand, as if thinking about something.
"There should be enough time... Let's make some preparations in advance."
Lin Qiye checked the time, walked back to the street from the rooftop, reached out and patted a young man on the side of the road who was about to ride a bicycle.
"Brother, can you lend me your car?"
The young man turned around and looked at Lin Qiye with a strange expression, his eyes full of vigilance, "Who are you?"
Lin Qiye waved to him and motioned for him to put his ear closer.
The young man hesitated for a moment, then moved his head over, and then, a faint singing voice came from his ears:
"The big windmill is whirring and whirring..."
The young man was stunned for a moment, his eyes quickly became blurred, and his whole body was frozen in place, as motionless as a sculpture.
Jingle Bell--!
Lin Qiye got on the bicycle very naturally, kicked off the support, and rode slowly along the street.
At this point, it is the peak time for factory workers to go home. Bicycles on the street are crowded and the speed is generally slow. There is only one figure, walking through the torrent of bicycles as easily as a ghost.
What no one noticed was that as the bicycle tires rolled across the ground, the dark night seeped into the pavement under their feet like ink and disappeared without a trace.
Lin Qiye walked back and forth from street to street based on the urban distribution roughly recorded in his mind. The tires rolled across the ground, like a black pen, sketching out some extremely complex and complex details in this busy city.
Huge texture.
…
the other side.
An Qingyu, carrying a black coffin on his back and a radio slung around his waist, stood quietly in front of a brand new single-family office building.
No matter what era you are in, carrying a coffin on the street is definitely something that will turn heads. But An Qingyu was standing here, and the passers-by around him didn’t even look at him. It was as if An Qingyu was in their sight.
The fish simply don't exist.
"This place looks familiar..." Jiang Er's voice came from the radio.
"This is the headquarters of the 007 team stationed in Huaihai City." An Qingyu pushed up his glasses and said, "If a disaster is about to happen in a city, the one who is most likely to know about it in advance and take precautions must be the local night watchman team.
, now we don’t have any clues, so we can only look for a breakthrough from here.”
"So that's it." Jiang Er suddenly realized, "However, although the office of the 007 team decades later is indeed in this building, it does not mean that the 007 team of this era is also here, right? What if they were there?
Did you move in after a long time?"
"...It's also possible. You'll know once you go in and take a look."
An Qingyu carried the black coffin and walked straight into the building. The yawning security guard standing at the door didn't notice anyone walking in. He leaned on the back of his chair and stared outside the door in a daze.
The entire hall on the first floor was empty. Except for a security guard at the door, there was no other figure. An Qingyu walked up the corridor and based on the memory in his mind, he quickly found the office where the 007 team received them.
The door of the office was ajar, and faint voices of conversation could be heard from inside. An Qingyu was about to step into it.
A figure behind the door frowned, turned his head suddenly, and a thunderous sound exploded in the house!
"Who's out there!"
boom--!
A broad knife pierced the wooden door like lightning, the wood chips exploded all over the sky, and the sharp cold light reached An Qingyu's face!
Seeing the spatula light coming towards him, An Qingyu not only did not panic at all, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: