1100 The Small Basemen

Looking at the man, Lin Qiao wore a weird look on her face.

Normally, the men who looked like him always gave out an unpleasant smell. He lived in such a basement without any airflow. The smell wouldn't even spread and fade.

However, the scent that bearded man, whose hair were messy and long enough to cover his eyes, gave out was actually refreshing.

Refreshing?

"Please come in." The man was surprised and confused to see Lin Qiao, but still let her in politely.

After walking in, Lin Qiao couldn't help but say to him, "This place is so small…"

The man looked outside. As no suspicious people were found, he closed the door and responded to her helplessly, "The place is small, but it's secret enough."

Thankfully, there was only a single bed in the room. If the bed were any bigger, the two of them wouldn't be able to move at all. A double couch was also placed in the room.

Lin Qiao stood face and face with the man. She looked at him up and down, then couldn't help but continue, "You're so short…"

The one-hundred and sixty-eight centimeters tall man looked at Lin Qiao, who was about two centimeters taller than him, and stayed expressionless. He was so not happy, but he told himself to stay calm and control his temper.

"Please have a seat! Can I ask you a question?" The man took a deep breath and pointed at the couch, then walked to a corner and took out a glass and a kettle, pouring a glass of water.

"Yes, please," Lin Qiao nodded at him as she took over the glass of water from his hand. She knew what he was going to ask, because she could read his mind clearly.

The man handed her the water, then sat back into his chair and leaned against the chair back as he asked her, "Who gave you my location?"

While speaking, he was also observing Lin Qiao. The woman in a combat suit had a pretty face and a perfect body. Her eyes wore a bland look, but also contained a sharpness. She should have been restraining her vibe on purpose.

Based on what he knew, the woman was definitely not from Sky Fire Base.

Lin Qiao leaned against the back of the couch and folded her legs as she smiled at the man with composure, then responded, "Is that important to you? You make deals. I don't think you care how your clients found you. Am I right?"

"I need to know if you are a client or not." The man looked at her calmly. Under his hair, his eyes showed a coldness.

Lin Qiao was still smiling. "I'm afraid you're not gonna be able to make any deal with this attitude."

The man looked at her silently.

"You are an independent intelligence seller, and you're hiding in this place which even Li Zhengye and his army don't know about. So, I assume you should know that he's been doing a zombie experiment." Lin Qiao said to the man as he stayed silent.

The man kept looking at her while a dim beam of light flashed across his eyes. He was sure that the woman didn't possess spirit power, because the look in her eyes was too cold and firm. Spirit power possessors had unfocused and mysterious eyes, unlike her.

However, the woman had been trying to lure him into telling her what she wanted to hear with her words. Did she want to know about the zombie experiment? Judging by her words, she was obviously against Li Zhengye.

"Do you want to know where the experiment is taking place?" The man finally asked her a question. He asked that question, meaning that he had already accepted Lin Qiao's request.

Lin Qiao shook her head and said, "Oh, no. What I want to know is everything about Long Hair. Can you tell me about him?"

The man's pupils instantly shrank. He tightened his entire body as he looked at her alertly and said, "How do you know about him?"

Lin Qiao looked at him from head to toe. The thoughts in his head surprised her. "Why are you so nervous?" she said, "You're the only one who knows about him, aren't you? After all, you two used to know each other."

The man immediately stood up as he stared straight at Lin Qiao and said, "How did you know? No one in this base knows that… No, no one in this world should know about that. Who the hell are you?"

Lin Qiao stayed quiet as she curved her lips in a small smile. She had already learned about the complicated relationship between the man and Long Hair.

They used to be like brothers. Before the apocalypse, one of them betrayed the other, then they both tried to kill each other. At last, one of them become a robber and the other became an intelligence dealer who lived a secret life in the base.

Long Hair worked with Li Zhengye because he wanted to kill the intelligence dealer. But still, he failed to find him from Sky Fire Base. The messy-haired man had been gathering information about Long Hair while escaping his pursuit. He suffered all the bitterness because he was waiting for an opportunity to give Long Hair a lethal strike someday.

How interesting!

"I've told you not to be so nervous. I, of course, know about it. You told me yourself. I'm not a spirit-power possessor, but my power is special. I can hear your thoughts," Lin Qiao said to him smilingly.

"You!" On hearing that, the man froze. He clenched his fists so tight that his veins even bulged from under his skin. He tried so hard to keep himself from launching an attack.

"What? You're reacting weirdly… Aren't you two enemies? I want to kill him, so you should be on my side," Lin Qiao kept stimulating him.

The man clenched his teeth as his eyes were filled with a cold intent of killing. He finally took a deep breath and said, "He's not so easy to kill."

'Only I can kill him! Only I can stab a knife into his heart! No one else is allowed to touch him!'

Lin Qiao looked at him and said with a meaningful tone, "You really hate him. Is it because he betrayed you?"

The man looked at Lin Qiao quietly and tried his best to stop himself from thinking. He didn't forget the woman say that she had a special power that allowed her to hear his thoughts. He chose to believe that.

Seeing the stubborn look in his eyes, Lin Qiao shrugged and said, "Alright, alright, I won't kill him, but I need to find him. He messed with me first. If I don't deal with him, I'd be in trouble. Since you want to kill him yourself, why don't we work together? You give me the information, and I'll bring him under control. What do you think?"

She could tell that the short, eagle-eyed man had an unusual feeling toward Long Hair.

Hatred? Grievance?

His hatred toward Long Hair might be what had been supporting him all this long. Without it, he might have died already.

"You bring him under control? What power do you have to do that? He has his own secret experimental base and an army of robbers. He has plenty of weapons. He himself is a breath away from level-eight. How are you, a woman, supposed to deal with him?" The man forced himself to calm down and then said to Lin Qiao coldly.