In other words, the functions of each special team are different?" Lin Qiye asked.
"That's right." Wen Qimo nodded, "The reason why teams 001 to 004 are called special teams is because their functions are different from ordinary garrison teams.
For example, 004's 'Mask' team, their function is to hunt down powerful mysteries that appear in certain cities and cannot be handled by the local night watch team. In a sense, their mission is the heaviest.
003's 'Phoenix' team gives priority to cases related to the mysteries in the fog outside Daxia. Such mysteries are usually extremely dangerous, and the forbidden ruins are also extremely weird. When no new overseas mysteries appear, they will also
Help the 'Mask' team perform their duties.
002's 'Psychic' team is specifically responsible for hunting down extremely dangerous non-mysterious targets, such as the group of 'gods' in the Church of the Ancient God, and the first few seats of [Believers]."
Lin Qiye waited for a long time, and Wen Qimo did not continue talking. He couldn't help but said in confusion:
"What about Special Team 001?"
"I don't know. This team is very mysterious. It rarely appears in the Night Watch's sight. Except for a few senior officials, almost no one knows where they are and what they are doing. I only know that this team almost does not recruit people from the outside. The last recruitment
The new members must have been admitted more than ten years ago."
Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully.
"Of course, this so-called division of functions is not absolute, but a difference in priority. After the functions they are responsible for have been completed, all teams need to help the 'Mask' team to eliminate powerful mysteries throughout Daxia.
"
Lin Qiye briefly chatted with Wen Qimo, then stood up and walked into the cabin. He mentally scanned every corner of the plane repeatedly, trying to find traces of [Bell Crand].
He searched the passenger cabin, cargo hold, engine, and even the plane's fuel reserve, but the little bug seemed to have evaporated without any clues.
After searching several times, the plane began to land slowly. Looking out through the porthole, there were dozens of ambulances parked on the ground, and the flashing lights illuminated the dim airport.
In the cab, An Qingyu looked like a veteran pilot, flying the plane skillfully and landing smoothly on the ground.
After the plane came to a stop, Xiao Hei first led the mop-up team onto the plane, transported all the bodies in the first class cabin back, rescued Wen Qimo, and then let the passengers off the plane.
Lin Qiye leaned against the cab and watched the passengers go off one after another. His mental energy was still carefully searching everyone in front of him, looking for any trace of [Bell Clande].
At this moment, An Qingyu took off his bloody black trench coat and walked out of the cab wearing a clean white shirt. Paired with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, he looked like an ordinary high school student.
born.
"You really don't want to come back to the Night Watch with me? You have made a great contribution this time. After you go back, the higher-ups will not pursue you for stealing the body. By then, you won't have to live underground." Lin Qiye said.
An Qingyu smiled and said, "The environment of the night watchman is not suitable for me. I am just a lunatic who likes to dissect corpses."
"Actually, there are quite a few lunatics among the night watchmen."
"I don't believe them." An Qingyu shook his head, "Anyway, thank you for not arresting me this time. I owe you a favor."
After saying that, he waved to Lin Qiye, mixed in with the passengers, and got off the plane.
By the time Lin Qiye got off the plane, almost all the ambulances below had left, the noisy crowd had gone away, and the entire airport fell into silence again.
The lights on the plane were turned off, and Lin Qiye walked down the deserted stairs alone. In the darkness, the stars in the sky were exceptionally bright.
As soon as he took two steps, a familiar voice came from the side.
"Seven nights!"
Lin Qiye was startled, turned around and saw six figures standing not far away, Hongying excitedly waving her arms and shouting at the top of her lungs:
"Qiye is awesome!!"
After shouting, she stretched out her hands, bent her fingertips on her head, tilted her body slightly, and gave Lin Qiye a heart-to-heart with a smile.
Lin Qiye smiled and walked in that direction, "Sister Hongying, with such a loud voice, it is easy to attract the staff over."
"I don't care." Hongying said nonchalantly, her eyes shining, "Qiye, you looked so cool when you jumped out of the plane and killed the tavern owner just now! Can I learn this trick?"
Chen Muye reluctantly pulled the excited Hongying back and looked into Lin Qiye's eyes, which were full of approval.
"This time, our 136 team found a treasure..."
Lin Qiye scratched his head in embarrassment.
"We will summarize the specific details slowly when we go back." Chen Muye grabbed Hongying, turned around and walked towards the distance, "Let's go, let's close the team."
Just after taking two steps, Chen Muye's cell phone rang suddenly.
He was stunned, took out his phone and took a look at it. When he saw a series of "*" numbers on it, his eyes narrowed slightly and he let go of Hongying's hand.
"You guys get in the car first, I'll take a call."
Chen Muye waved to everyone, then turned and walked into the darkness.
Lin Qiye and others looked at each other and then walked towards the car. Hongying once again hugged Lin Qiye's neck heartlessly, insisting that Lin Qiye teach her.
After walking away, Chen Muye glanced at the other people laughing and joking, turned around, and silently answered the phone.
"Commander Ye, I am Chen Muye."
"…"
Chen Muye stood by the dim wall, listening to the voice on the other side of the phone talking for a long time, clenching his hands tighter and tighter...
He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and spoke hoarsely:
"I see."
…
Outside Cangnan City.
A carriage was driving fast on the highway and instantly overtook a Porsche. The bookboy who was riding in front of the carriage glanced at the Porsche behind him and made a face at it.
In this day and age, a horse-drawn carriage driving on the highway is enough to startle everyone's attention, but the surrounding car owners seem to not notice it and drive forward on their own.
This carriage was like a ghost, turning into a semi-insubstantial state and passing through a truck, speeding under everyone's eyes, but no one noticed it. Not only that, even the surveillance on the highway could not record it.
The presence.
Jingle bell bell bell…
The cell phone rang, and the book boy took out the cell phone from his arms and spoke several times to the other end of the phone with a strange expression.
"Master, Commander Ye asked us to go back."
"Go back? Where?" Master Chen's voice came from inside the carriage.
"Go back to Cangnan."
"You just came out from there, why do you have to go back?" Master Chen's voice seemed a little unhappy. He stretched out his hand, "Give me your phone and I'll tell him."
The bookboy handed the mobile phone to Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen said something to the person on the other end of the phone in the carriage, and then fell into silence.
"Turn around and go back to Cangnan."
Master Chen's heavy voice came from inside the carriage.