"Don't worry, we have a lot of rising stars in the Night Watch these past two years, and sooner or later you will be able to speak."
"Then I'll wait and see." Mr. Chen smiled.
Zuo Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he waved to Tan Maoxun, who left the interrogation room and locked the door.
"I'm here to remind you that we have found traces of the [Mask] team." Zuo Qing said lightly.
"Oh?" Mr. Chen raised his eyebrows, seeming a little surprised.
"I must remind you that there are some things that you take the initiative to confess and that I say to myself are of completely different nature. If you confess now, I can give you a decent way to die."
"Haha." Mr. Chen chuckled, "If you want to trick me, isn't this method too primitive?"
"Do you really think I'm lying?"
Zuo Qing calmly took out his cell phone, zoomed in on the map, and pointed to a certain location on it.
"Ningchang County, coastal fishing village."
Seeing the address marked in red, Mr. Chen's pupils shrank slightly.
For the first time since entering this interrogation room, his expression became solemn.
"You didn't restrain your surprise at all." Zuo Qing said calmly, "Don't you think I'm deceiving you?"
"How did you find it?" Mr. Chen asked doubtfully, "I should have erased all traces."
"I said, in the past two years, there have been many rising stars in the Night Watch."
Mr. Chen fell into silence.
"Is it [Night]?" After an unknown amount of time, Mr. Chen slowly spoke.
"They have entered the fishing village to look for clues, and our follow-up team is also on the way to that fishing village..." Zuo Qing walked up to Mr. Chen and spoke word by word, "What else do you want to explain now?
Yes, it’s still too late.”
Hearing this sentence, Mr. Chen was startled, as if he remembered something.
"What's the date today?"
This sudden question made Zuo Qing frown slightly. After hesitating for a while, he answered truthfully, "No. 14."
"The 14th..." Mr. Chen muttered the date, raised the corners of his mouth, and sneered for a moment, then burst out laughing uncontrollably.
His laughter echoed in the interrogation room, eerie and terrifying.
"What are you laughing at?" Zuo Qing asked coldly.
"I'm laughing at you, you actually let the [Night Curtain] team go in like this." Old Chen's old face burst into laughter, "I originally just wanted to kill the most threatening [Mask], but I didn't expect that it could be done.
And to catch a [night curtain] by the way...what an unexpected surprise."
Zuo Qing's face suddenly darkened.
He suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed Mr. Chen's collar, put his face in front of him, and opened his eyes angrily.
"What do you mean?"
Mr. Chen's messy silver threads hung in front of his old face, and his deep and turbid eyes stared quietly at Zuo Qing's furious eyes. He spoke slowly, "Don't you understand yet? Zuo Qing..."
Mask] and [Night] cannot come back.
The demise of the two special teams will push Daxia directly into the endless abyss... In this battle, the Night Watch will definitely lose."
"Asshole!" Zuo Qing could no longer control his inner anger and punched Mr. Chen in the face, sending him flying to the ground. "Chen Lu, what on earth did you prepare in that fishing village?
!”
"I'm not prepared for anything." Mr. Chen lay on his back and smiled, "It's just that 'they' are watching over there..."
Zuo Qing frowned when he heard the word "them". He was about to ask Mr. Chen again to ask something. After a moment of pause, he pushed the door open and left the interrogation room.
"Where is the [Night] team?" Zuo Qing asked coldly.
"After they sent back this address, they entered the fishing village."
"Contact them and retreat from there immediately regardless of whether you find any clues about [Persona]!"
"...No, Commander Zuo." The people in the technical department tapped their fingertips quickly on the keyboard, and a little cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, "Their signal was lost, just like...
Just like the [Masked] team."
Zuo Qing's face turned ugly.
He stood there and thought for a moment, and then ordered again, "The location of the fasting center should be not far from there. Let Master rush over there now."
"yes."
"...Also." Zuo Qing glanced at Mr. Chen in the interrogation room, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Take out all his life information for me, search it, and see if he has anything to do with the small building in Ningchang County.
Fishing village, what exactly is the intersection..."
…
fishing village.
Tuk-tuk-tuk!
"Who?"
A fisherman opened the door and suddenly froze when he saw three people standing outside.
A fat man with a hideous scar on his face, but grinning; a fierce-looking man who doesn't look like a good person at first glance; and a bad young man with a cigarette in his mouth and squinting at him...
"Good evening, brother, we are lost..." Baili Pangpang cleared his throat and was about to say something when the villager quickly hid behind the door as if he had seen a ghost.
boom--!
There was only a dull sound, and the door was locked tightly, followed by a crisp sound of locking.
Baili's fat smile was frozen in the evening breeze.
Cao Yuan:......
Shen Qingzhu:......
"What house is this?" Shen Qingzhu held a cigarette, blew out the smoke lightly, and spoke with some melancholy.
"The fourth family..." Baili Pangpang replied dejectedly, "What's going on? Are the people in this village so wary? Why don't they even listen to what others say?"
"I feel like no normal person would let the three of us stay overnight," Cao Yuan said quietly.
"What should we do?"
"This is not the way to go." Shen Qingzhu pondered for a moment, "I think we should make use of our strengths and avoid our weaknesses."
"Exploit our strengths and avoid our weaknesses?" Baili Pangpang became interested, "Tell me carefully, what other strengths do we have?"
"Our shortcoming is that we don't look like good citizens, but we have another advantage..." Shen Qingzhu patted Baili Chubby's shoulder and said seriously, "We are rich, very rich."
Baili Fatty's eyes gradually lit up!
A few minutes later.
As soon as the door of a house opened, Baili Pangpang suddenly held the door with one hand, took out several thick wads of bills from his arms with the other hand, and crazily stuffed it into the crack of the door.
"Brother! Don't close the door yet! We are lost tourists. We will stay here for one night. I will give you 50,000 yuan for one night!"
Following Baili Pangpang's words, the villager was slightly startled, and his hand on closing the door loosened a little.
"Fifty thousand?" He knelt down with a strange expression, picked up a hundred-dollar bill from the ground, looked at it carefully for a moment, and frowned.
He threw the banknote out with all his strength and said angrily: "You have the nerve to stay overnight while stuffing fake banknotes? Get out of here! Otherwise, I'll call someone!"