When the simulated daylight lit up again in the Yuehai, Lin Sanjiu was already on the way to the captain's room in a hurry. At this time, the cadres from all levels of the Night Travel Girl were probably gathered together, waiting to hear her
Explain in detail what happened when she left Biluo District that night - when we left yesterday, the young driver named Tan Zhang told her about this matter; but it wasn't until she woke up this morning that she suddenly
I was shocked to realize what a great opportunity this was, and secretly regretted that I had not reacted earlier.
It seems that no matter how much we evolve, people still have to rest.
"...When I talked about this matter with Tan Zhang yesterday, it was quite hasty and I didn't have time to tell some details."
Standing in front of more than a dozen senior officials on the ship, Lin Sanjiu spoke clearly and loudly - the young pilot frowned and moved in the back seat. She had already thought of her words, so she said something
He had to speak fluently without any pauses: "On the way to the port of call, I happened to pass by the arsenal. At that time, there were sirens and chaos everywhere, so I asked a passing member of the arsenal... At that time, he hurriedly
Briefly explain the situation."
She paused, feeling that every pair of eyes in the room were focusing on her, including the low-ranking members of the Luyan class who were standing far behind, waiting for her to continue without saying a word.
"The Arsenal Commander was murdered."
As soon as this sentence was uttered, there was a gasp.
"I think they didn't mention this in the message they sent out? It was three outsiders who killed him. After the alarm was sounded and everyone surrounded the commander's tower, one of them took advantage of the chaos and escaped.
Went to the arsenal... The member of the arsenal whom I asked about the situation seemed to be out to search for fugitives, because he also described the man's appearance to me and asked me if I had seen him nearby."
When she said this, she felt a few cadres sitting in the front row straighten their backs slightly.
"What kind of people are they?" asked one of the thin men with their sideburns trimmed into a sharp hook shape. "Maybe they are Sibaan's accomplices. I heard that Sibaan did not go in alone."
The person who went in with him was standing in front of them.
"Then I don't know," Lin Sanjiu shook her head while maintaining her composure, "When I asked about the situation, no one mentioned Sibaan... What they are looking for is a man who looks young at first glance.
, but if you look carefully, you will find that the man is no longer young.”
"So does he look young or not?" another middle-aged woman asked in a very unpleasant tone. It was more like giving an order than asking a question.
They were not even polite to Lin Sanjiu, an outsider.
Lin Sanjiu didn't mind the middle-aged woman's attitude - in fact, she was eager for someone to ask this question. With a bit of luck, she immediately described 12's appearance carefully and logically.
Forgot to add "His companions were heard calling him 12".
It's a pity that the artist couldn't draw the picture according to the requirements, otherwise if there is a picture, the certainty of finding 12 will be greater.
The members of the Night Travelers gathered here, especially the middle and low-level cadres, spend most of their time every day maintaining the operation of the spacecraft; not to mention that they were the ones responsible for creating the passenger roster and arranging the food, clothing, housing and transportation.
——If anyone has seen 12, then he is probably among this group of people.
Lin Sanjiu's eyes swept over the faces, trying to find some clues on their faces.
"Why does this person sound familiar?" Someone muttered. When she hurriedly looked around, she couldn't figure out whose mouth it came from; several people were looking in that direction.
Hold her.
"Maybe I saw it wrong. Anyway, that person can't be on this ship." Tan Zhang responded without looking back, staring at Lin Sanjiu, wondering what he was thinking: "He escaped from Biluo District.
By that time, we should be in the sky already."
No, we can't let them have this idea.
They are all potential, looking for 12's eyes for themselves - just when Lin Sanjiu was racking her brains to create a reasonable "reason to board the ship" for 12, a strong man sitting firmly in the middle interrupted her in a deep voice
Thoughts: "Let's not mention that person. What do you know about Sbaan's invasion?"
"I don't know anything," she replied immediately.
There was silence in the room, and Tan Zhang's slender eyes turned around her again.
Since she didn't know the most important part, everyone got up and left after chatting for a few more times. As soon as the people left, Lu Yan arrived like a horse with its bridle removed.
Next to Tan Zhang; however, the young man with narrow eyes shook his head at her and walked towards Lin Sanjiu instead.
"You did a good job today," he said in a polite manner, but his tone was still that of a superior facing a subordinate - these people from the Twelve Organizations are probably used to the sense of superiority of being in the central Twelve Realms. "Morning.
Did Stan go find you?"
"Who?" Lin Sanjiu didn't react for a moment.
"Stan," the young man frowned again with a serious expression: "Stan Smith... is the man I sent to lead you yesterday."
Lin Sanjiu blinked.
"It's normal that she didn't ask for his name," Lu Yan came over and interjected, "That man looked like he couldn't open his mouth. He didn't want anyone to talk to him... Didn't you just check the list this morning?
Come out."
Tan Zhang coughed.
"I thought his name was Octo," Lin Sanjiu glanced at the two of them, "He told me this himself. Why, aren't you familiar with him?"
"That's his middle name," Lu Yan said briskly.
"I'm not familiar with him, maybe." Tan Zhang frowned, "You're new here, so I've asked him to go out and familiarize you with the environment in the past few days."
The word "no need" came to her lips, but Lin Sanjiu swallowed it back. She looked into Tan Zhang's eyes, considered his attitude for a while, smiled as much as she could and nodded: "Thank you for being so thoughtful."
Lu Yan's clear eyes moved around her body, and then back to Tan Zhang. This little girl seemed to be very interested in everything, and her mind was flying like a balloon swept away by the wind.
She couldn't tell where she would end up; at this moment, she smiled at the two of them, which made Lin Sanjiu feel that she seemed to have thought of something helpless - in order to escape, she nodded quickly: "Then I'll go first, I'll go
Find O... Stan. Where is he?"
Lu Yan immediately volunteered to lead her - perhaps girls and boys of this age have such abundant energy that it almost overflows; she spoke softly and quickly, like a sparrow that had just been awakened by the early spring. Even though she did not
She is not a beauty, but she is bright, rich and vigorous. Even if you chat aimlessly with her for a while, you will be involuntarily infected by her warm expression.
"This is it." After chatting for a long time, the two of them had arrived at their destination. The little girl said while knocking on the door of the room: "Stan! Stan!"
She knocked several times, and the door was opened from the inside. A strange rectangular face poked out, "Stop screaming, he's not here."
"Where are the others?" Lu Yan didn't seem to believe it, and stood on tiptoe to look inside.
"I came back very late yesterday and went out early in the morning." The rectangular face yawned, "There must be a mission... I'm too lazy to ask him."
Facing that dark-faced man who refuses to speak, many people probably feel this way, as if taking the initiative to talk to him is asking for trouble.
"I'll look for him," Lu Yan turned around and smiled at Lin Sanjiu, his teeth shining white, "When I find him, let him come to your place!"
How could he let a little girl run errands for her? But before Lin Sanjiu could say anything, she had already turned around and ran out. She watched Lu Yan's back disappear around the corner, and when she saw the rectangular face about to close the door, she hurriedly turned around and ran out.
The door was closed.
The rectangular face raised its eyes.
"Your roommate," Lin Sanjiu smiled apologetically at him, "What's his name?"
The expression on the rectangular face seemed to be mentally retarded.
"When she knocked on the door just now, didn't she already call out his name?" He was very puzzled. "His name is Stan!"
"Um...are you familiar with him?"
"Not familiar," the rectangular face shrugged and wanted to slide the door, but Lin Sanjiu's slender and strong arms still held the door handle. He glanced at her, a little unhappy: "I just assigned it to him halfway.
He's just a roommate, I don't know who he is. He can't be beaten."
"Halfway?" Lin Sanjiu caught the word, "Who was his roommate before?"
"It seems that he is a friend who joined the organization and got on the ship together." The rectangular face recalled, "I heard about it too, so I'm not sure... But when the Yuehai docked to pick up the second wave of experimenters,
, that friend suddenly disappeared."
"Gone?"
"That's what I heard." When it came to the gossip, the rectangular face seemed to be a little interested, and he couldn't stop talking and started talking to her from the beginning: "...It's hard to find a position on the Yuehai Ship, you don't know
How strict the screening process was at that time! Not to mention inexplicable outsiders, even internal ones were selected. I don’t know who could be so stupid, get on the ship, and sneak away secretly. In this way, the organization will also remove him
What's more, what he may have missed is an opportunity to never have to teleport again."
"Has Stan spoken less since then?"
"How do I know what he was like before? Anyway, I have been friends with his roommate for a few days, and we didn't speak more than ten sentences."
"Let me ask another question." Lin Sanjiu said softly, "Did he say his name was Octo? Maybe it was a middle name."
"No!" The rectangular face said two words, and with a strong effort, she let go of her hand and slid the door shut.
Lin Sanjiu looked at the door and pondered for a while, then suddenly turned her head - she raised her gaze and met "Stan" not far away.
Did Lu Yan move so quickly? Or did he just come back at this time?
Before she could doubt how much he had heard, Stan had already walked over. He looked at Lin Sanjiu twice. Although his face was still expressionless, the faint luster in his eyes always seemed to make people feel that something was different - hard.
To describe it, it's like a snake awakened by a stick in the grass.
Maybe it was because she had preconceived ideas that she felt like this?
"Middle name," Stan said shortly, staring at her, obviously listening to everything about the conversation. "Where?"
This is not just a matter of name... Lin Sanjiu looked back at his eyes, and a thought vaguely emerged in her heart.
Don't be too hasty.
She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's just that it's not common for others to call you by your middle name...I just thought I had the wrong person."
Stan didn't even nod.
Just when Lin Sanjiu thought he wouldn't say a word anymore, Stan suddenly spoke up: "I haven't finished my task yet, so you can go shopping by yourself first."
Lin Sanjiu was stunned: "Wait a minute, Tan Zhang said -"
But Stan turned around and left as if he hadn't heard. Being in a residential area where evolved people came and went, Lin Sanjiu couldn't force him to stay - besides, she couldn't think of any reason why she should keep him.
But he can't live without this spaceship anyway, so he can come find him next time.
On the way to the bulletin board, Lin Sanjiu fell into deep thought as he walked.
How was she supposed to confirm if Octo was his middle name?
The Twelve Organizations were not like a pre-apocalyptic government agency that would record all the information in detail. Even if he said his middle name was Napoleon Bonaparte, she had no means to confirm it.
There is only one doubt...that is, everyone, including his roommate, apparently calls him "Stan".
Now think about it, when Lin Sanjiu asked him what his name was on the bulletin board yesterday, "Stan" was distracted by the flow of information - at that time, he blurted out "Octor".
What you say subconsciously and unintentionally is often the truth.
If Octo is his real name and he is not Stan Smith at all...then the sudden disappearance of Stan Smith's friend can be explained. That friend knew Stan personally and it was too dangerous to stay around...
But at the end of the day, is there really someone pretending to be Stan Smith?
His face could change so completely...that means...
Lin Sanjiu frowned, not knowing where she was going; when she came to her senses, she found that she was standing on the observation deck. There were not many people on the observation deck today, and the universe was dark.
Its appeal to people quickly fades as time goes by.
She stood there for a while, lost in thought, when the sound of footsteps behind her suddenly called her attention back.
"Willy?" Tan Zhang's voice rang, "I called you, didn't you hear me?"
Lin Sanjiu turned around and smiled: "Oh, I was a little distracted..."
"That music-listening thing from last time," Tan Zhang asked nonchalantly, "can you lend it to me for a few minutes?"
