Chapter 122

H2> the wonderful and light tone, with the bright sound of the clear spring, combined with his unique clean resonance, came out of Gong Daoyi's throat. Although it sounds good, after listening to it for a while, Lei Ming finally couldn't help but quietly questioned, "in case that girl is... She's our countryman..."

The tone stopped, and Gong Dao turned back and waved his hand at him, looking relaxed: "what are you worried about? If you were a first-class police chief, would you think it was a big deal?"

It seemed that he was not expecting Lei Ming's answer at all. He raised his [girlfriend's suspicious disease] in his hand and swept the room up and down.

Lei Ming was gagged by his attitude and couldn't help choking. As he watched him walking back and forth in the room, he frowned and thought.

Think about it carefully. From the perspective of the sheriff, it's just that a mutant was not locked up, ran out of the capsule, and didn't abscond. Speaking of it, I'm afraid it's not as big a problem as the night security guard's dereliction of duty and sneaking into the venue

"But..." Lei Ming thought for a while. He always felt uneasy if he didn't look back.

But before he could figure out what to say, Gong Daoyi suddenly shouted, and he was attracted.

[girlfriend's suspicious disease]

Probably every suspicious and secretive man will have such an existence around him! When it comes to love, women are born Sherlock Holmes, who can find all kinds of clues that are simply impossible to find - this magical function has been extracted and become an excellent auxiliary prop for finding special items in a small range.

PS: just as the name implies, this item sometimes makes mistakes and is sometimes deceived by (Rhetoric), which is not 100% reliable.

"Ah, this hair is not mine, and the end of my hair is not wine red..."

With a somewhat excited female voice, Gong Daoyi stopped in front of a wall. He looked up and laughed.

... the first-class sergeant Aliba didn't know at the moment that a batch of goods that he thought were hidden very secretly would soon fall into the hands of others.

As Gong Daoyi speculated, although Aliba was angry, he didn't feel how great the current situation was - especially after the female mutant shouted such a sentence at him.

"As I said, I volunteered to take part in the fighting competition. This idea remains unchanged, so I won't run."

Lin Sanjiu's fists hanging on both sides of his body were trembling slightly. She bent down, pulled up one foot of the security guard's body, threw it in the direction of the power grid, and shouted, "if this person hadn't come in, we wouldn't have come out of the capsule. Don't embarrass those girls, I'll put them back in the capsule now, and then I'll go in myself. Is that all right?"

Aliba's eyes remained unchanged, only the tip of his eyebrows slightly raised, showing his slightly surprised mood. But before he could respond, the short haired female mutant really began to move - she took the rest of the dressed ones back into the capsule one by one, and finally stood in the capsule and closed the door.

The "click" sound of the capsule being automatically blocked echoed for a while in the meeting place.

Once the door of the capsule is closed, it is impossible to open it by brute force - this point has been tested by the fighting competition committee on many male mutants who are good at physical fitness. Seeing that there was no more shadow of a mutant in the capsule area, Aliba gave a faint command: "go and drag out the bodies of those guys."

The body of the skinny security guard just landed on the slide after Lin Sanjiu threw it away.

A soldier answered and was about to start when Aliba stopped him again. "Aim the gun barrel at the capsule No. 97 just now. You, take your arms."

He has always been a very cautious person, no matter who his opponents are, no matter how weak they look.

However, Aliba worried too much, because Lin Sanjiu just stood in the capsule and stared at the soldiers carrying away the bodies motionless - which made him a little worried: the so-called voluntary competition is absolutely impossible. But if you really hold the idea of resisting and running away, now is probably the only chance to let it slip away

What does this female mutant think?

The idea flashed through Aliba's mind, and then his eyes fell on the corpse.

The dead bodies were different, some had their heads cut off, some were bleeding all over... It didn't look like a person's hand. Aliba glanced at the skinny security guard's bruised ankle and turned to ask, "when will the 97th come on?"

The adjutant, who wore a monocle, pressed twice on the spectacle frame, and then answered respectfully, "tomorrow's first game is her game."

"Arrange a second-class combat force for her, and don't let her survive. If she has sponsors, see if she can remove them. It doesn't matter that those guys are grandstanding, so that we won't have too many dreams at night."

The adjutant answered, and just about to make a record, suddenly a faint roar broke out from a distance, which seemed not far away, and the floor of the venue also shook - Aliba reached out to hold the adjutant who almost fell on him, and his face had already changed sharply: "go to the Committee Office!"

Before he finished speaking, he had pushed the adjutant away, and his figure quickly disappeared at the door like a flying arrow. It seemed that his skill was no worse than that of some mutant people.

The adjutant was so anxious that his thin face turned white. He greeted the team around him and hurried out. A soldier shouted "Sir, what about this woman" behind him. For a moment, no one heard this sentence.

When he looked up again, he couldn't even see the shadow of his boss.

Where does Aliba still remember Xue Yu at this time——

The fighting venue was not far from the committee office building. When he rushed into the second floor of the building, his face couldn't help turning blue.

It is said to be a two-story building, but as long as you walk in, you will find that the building is empty. There are many white translucent balls floating in the space of 67 meters high, which is the office of the committee staff.

On the white ball with pure color in the past, there are piles of bricks, earth and gravel hanging at this moment.

Aliba looked up slowly with a stiff face.

The wrapped wall has been blown to pieces, and the air Vault near the ceiling shows a cold metallic color. The appearance of the vault, as if bitten by something, is missing a large piece, and the corners are very smooth - you can see that it is empty and there is nothing in it.

"This, this..." the adjutant ate, and his words were incomplete.

The vault is a special item found by the military and Police Department of Eden from various channels in recent years, which is definitely not a small number. In addition to the fact that the military and political authorities are willing to collect special items, they also have extremely important scientific research value - now, they are even lost in one breath.

"Immediately adjust the monitoring, and give you ten minutes to find out the appearance and whereabouts of the prisoners. Send five teams to search, no, ten is good, I'm afraid it's not ordinary people who can find the vault..." Aliba looked up at the broken vault, and didn't move for a while, and his eyes gradually turned red. "Remember, this matter is confidential, don't say it to the superiors, and never let out any information."

For the time being, if this matter is learned by the government, I don't know how many storms will arise. Knowing the seriousness, the adjutant nodded solemnly, turned around and called the teams.

Dark waves surged this night.

However, the figures of the two men in the surveillance head seemed to melt into the foam of the sea and disappeared. The military and police departments were hampered by the failure to make a big fuss. After several hours of fruitless search, they called in the soldiers before dawn.

Although it was not dawn when the team was closed, it was already sevenoreight o'clock in the morning after gathering, scolding, handing in weapons, changing equipment and returning to the dormitory.

Because he handled the bodies of several people in the venue, long attao's work was harder than his colleagues. When he pushed the door open and walked into the room, he felt that his shoulder muscles were aching.

My roommate is from another company. He is on vacation today. At this time, he is leaning against the chair with a bucket of snacks. The small lamp on the headband casts an image in front of him. Long atoo glanced at the picture and found that it was the beginning of the Spring Festival fighting match. Looking at the time, he found that it was almost time to start.

"Hey, do you want to sit down and watch?" His roommate shouted at him and sprayed some white slag.

If it's the usual, long Aotao must laugh and move a chair - but probably tired of running around all night, he waved his hand feebly and fell on the bed. His head felt so heavy that he couldn't wait to sleep.

Seeing this, the roommate turned his eyes back to the image.

In the five senses that long atoo gradually fainted, he vaguely heard the voice from his roommate's headband: "... This time, it's finally our turn to enter the competition on the 97th... You know, she is the first volunteer to participate in our spring fighting competition for so many years..."

Long atoo raised his eyelids and took a look. He found that the female mutant he saw last night was indeed reflected in the room in the form of a close-up avatar.

Although he wanted to see what happened to this woman, he was swallowed up by a sense of fatigue and closed his eyes again.

On the court, Lin Sanjiu walked out of the capsule expressionless under the roar of mountains and tsunami around him.

Among the women around her, one met her last night; The girl was lucky. Before the man came near, she was saved by Lin Sanjiu.

Although she was pale and muscular, her eyes were still clear. She approached Lin Sanjiu and whispered, "my name is pear peach. Thank you last night. What are you going to do later? Why didn't you run away last night?"

"I have a plan, but it's probably not enough to rely on me alone."

Lin Sanjiu glanced at her and said something in a low voice for a long time. r1152

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