Six hundred and sixteenth chapters have their own minds
In this old guest house, Ling Mo did find something.
There is a small warehouse on the third floor. As soon as you open it, there is a musty smell and a lot of dust.
Some of the boxes piled up in the house were covered with mold, and there were even suspicious small black particles piled up in some places.
However, after ignoring these details, just looking at some sports drinks and snacks selected by Ling Mo is still very attractive.
“And it’s still within the shelf life!”
This discovery made Mu Chen, who came here depressed, suddenly became happy, and even selectively ignored what Ling Mo said: "You know these are not allowed, right?"
"There are a few more boxes here, have you seen them?" After Mu Chen put everything into his bag, he noticed a corner of the room with sharp eyes.
In addition to piles of boxes, this room also has a spring bed. Looking at the dirty bedding on it, you can tell that this must have been a "dormitory" for an employee.
"They are all toiletries, just for hotels." Ling Mo walked over, looked at them, and said nonchalantly, "You Nirvana people don't need these things, right?"
"No shortage..." Mu Chen quickly replied, "Actually, talcum powder is more popular, you know."
"Speaking of Nirvana...where is your headquarters?" Ling Mo suddenly asked.
This question made Mu Chen stiffen immediately. He was stunned for a moment, and then threw away the small piece of soap he was looking at: "I'm not very clear either."
"Rejecting is too insincere." Ling Mo shook his head.
"Haha, when you become familiar enough with working with us, maybe you will become a cooperation partner of the headquarters?" Mu Chen smiled awkwardly.
"Well... let's not talk about it anymore." Ling Mo replied casually.
"By the way," Ling Mo was silent for less than two seconds before speaking again. "Have you figured out how to tell your branch?"
"Then have you thought about... what to do when you get to the branch?" Mu Chen's heart skipped a beat, but he couldn't help but ask.
His question sounded like he was going all out, especially after telling Xia Zhi about his plan, he felt as if he already had a way out.
Anyway, asking doesn't mean you're going to die. It can give you more information, and it can also give the person who's running away more control.
However, Ling Mo didn't seem surprised at all, he just smiled and said, "You don't have the answer in your heart?"
"I'm just asking you if I don't have any!"
The anxiety and expectation in Mu Chen's heart instantly disappeared, but he could hold back this roar.
This is a critical moment and we cannot be underestimated by him.
"Haha..." Mu Chen laughed softly.
This kind of answer should be regarded as the silence is better than the sound in this life... He thought to himself.
But what was frustrating was that he still couldn't ask anything from Ling Mo.
Seeing that Ling Mo finally stopped asking questions, Mu Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "From time to time, he wants to trick me and ask him something but he doesn't say anything..."
Then he couldn't help but frown, and while carrying his backpack with difficulty, he secretly glanced at Ling Mo and his group.
It's said to be 27 hours. But how can we hold them back...
And in fact, there was far less time than that. He still included the time for the chosen person to escape!
"By the way, if I say I have a stomachache now, can I delay it for two hours?" Mu Chen thought and glanced at an open box next to him.
In that box with gnawing marks everywhere, several bags of damaged biscuits were placed there alone...
Mu Chen stared at it twice, then stretched his neck and swallowed: "Forget it!"
…
"when!"
In an alley next to the guest house, an exaggeratedly large panda was squeezed between two walls, and on its head lay a bored-looking little girl.
There were about a dozen zombies not too far away from them, but the little girl didn't seem to see them at all.
She was biting a piece of gel and staring at an old-fashioned iron door in front of her.
The iron door was almost completely closed, with only a gap about a palm wide below, and she couldn't see the inside at all from the direction she was standing.
However, after a silver thread was poked out from her neck, the little girl immediately showed a disappointed expression: "Hey, it's that female human being."
"Baa Gu!" The mutant panda also drooped his eyelids, looking a little bored.
"Speaking of which, Xiaobai, what's going on inside your body?" The little girl didn't move, so she suddenly jumped forward, leaned down, and blocked her head in front of the mutated panda.
Come face to face, "Are you going to become like me, or like Heisi? Or are you going to be like that little monster that infected you?"
Xiaobai shook his head and groaned: "Baagu..."
"If it is a national treasure, why does it mutate so slowly? No wonder it has been like this for eight million years... Even if it is infected by a virus, it only changes color."
As she said that, the zombie loli's eyes turned slightly red, and then she sighed: "You can tell you are a panda even if you dye it."
"Meagu..." Xiaobai screamed a little aggrieved this time...
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At this time, Xu Shuhan never expected that there were three pairs of eyes staring at him outside the gate.
However, although she took the initiative to stay and watch, she never thought of taking the opportunity to escape.
Among the three of them, she has the lowest mobility and the weakest physical strength.
And if you think about it seriously, maybe the other two companions will participate in the pursuit of her.
Xu Shuhan was very clear about this, but even so, she still felt a little weird at this time.
"They really don't worry about me..." Xu Shuhan sat on his bicycle, stared at the door for a while, and then looked back upstairs.
She was alone in the whole yard at this time.
"This Ling Mo... I thought he would be staring at me upstairs." Seeing that she didn't find anything, she lowered her head again, but she couldn't help showing a smile at the corner of her mouth, "What's wrong with me?
Staring makes you feel uncomfortable? No, no, this is not okay..."
But when she looked up again, she found a person at the door of the guest house.
"Summer Solstice?" She glanced at him in surprise, then looked up upstairs, "Aren't you looking for something?"
Xia Zhi still looked that virtuous, but following Xu Shuhan's gaze, he also looked up.
"What, you have something to tell me?" Xu Shuhan asked with some confusion, and at the same time reached out and took off the earphones.
Xia Zhi glanced at her, moved her lips, and then shook her head.
Xu Shuhan immediately smiled and said, "So Mu Chen is too annoyed?"
This time Xia Zhi nodded and looked up again.
"I'm quite annoyed with him too, but haven't you noticed that Ling Mo also talks a lot?" Xu Shuhan asked, "I'm a little used to it, and this feeling is pretty good. It's not so depressing anymore."
"Are you listening?" Xu Shuhan asked again.
Xia Zhi slowly lowered his head, turned to Xu Shuhan and nodded.
Xu Shuhan did not look up, she continued chatting with a smile.
But if she had just raised her head, she would have noticed that one of the curtains upstairs was still shaking slightly.
"It is indeed a wise decision to let Xia Zhi, who has the weakest presence, be the microphone!"
Mu Chen behind the curtain looked excited: "If it were me and Xu Shuhan, Ling Mo and the others wouldn't care."
Although Xia Zhi was chosen for discussion today because there was no other way, Ling Mo and the others' surveillance was indeed a very important reason.
In this regard, the summer solstice has a natural advantage.
In fact, even Mu Chen, who was his companion, often forgot the existence of Xia Zhi. On the contrary, Ling Mo could always notice his gestures and expressions, which shocked both Mu Chen and Xu Shuhan.
But... you really won't be too defensive, right?
"Xia Zhi, you are so gifted that you must be useful!" Mu Chen chuckled.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound suddenly came from behind, making Mu Chen tremble all over.
"Hey, it's taking you too long. Is there something wrong with your prostate?" Ling Mo's voice came from outside the door.
Mu Chen hurriedly coughed, frowned and walked around a skeleton in the corner of the bathroom, shouting: "Are you trying to be stared at by a dead person? I made a mistake!"