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Uncle Xu saw that Siwa wanted it, so he stopped asking. He knew Siwa's identity, and immediately waved him to go into the security hall and find someone inside to grab the medicine.

Miles was interrupted by Uncle Xu and immediately forgot about what he wanted to ask about the base. After grabbing the medicine and coming out, he remembered to ask: "Uncle Xu, what's going on with that dilapidated church on the street?"

"What are you talking about?" At this time, Uncle Xu had already changed his clothes, wiped off the chair that was wet with teapot water, made another pot of tea and lay on the recliner: "It's been several years, and that church was still there at that time. It was very good. The missionary there often came to our place to chat with us. He looked like a very kind person, but later he went crazy for some reason. At first, everyone was wondering why he didn't show up often, but later Knowing that he went crazy and ran away. No one went to that church for a long time, and later it gradually turned into a den for gangsters to take drugs and fight. When everyone saw that this was not going to work, they asked the Qinglong Society to lead people to expel the gangsters. Seal it up.”

"Come to think of it, this letter has been sent for four or five years, and no one has gone." Uncle Xu took a sip of water from the small teapot, let out a sigh, and said, "Why are you asking it?"

Miles quickly shook his head and said he had nothing to do, he was just asking out of curiosity. Seeing Uncle Xu getting more and more ridiculous, trying to bring the topic to Miles's single issue, Miles quickly said hello and slipped away.

After Miles returned to the police station, he handed over the boring document entry work to his partner Adolf, and ran to the information room to check the church's information.

Miles looked through the information in his hand carefully. The investigation situation in it was similar to what Uncle Xu said, but there was an additional architectural drawing in the information. Miles found that this church was quite good, with a three-story tower shape. The building has all kinds of facilities, including garages, basements, and storage rooms on the ground floor. There is a prayer hall on the first floor, a living room next to the hall, various reference rooms on the second floor, and bedrooms on the third floor. layout.

Miles discovered that this church had not updated its records for a long time. When Miles saw the last record, it clearly stated that it was acquired by Merlin Group in a certain year. He couldn't help but sigh that the world is really small, and he could encounter it wherever he went. Something to do with the Malcolm family.

But now it seems that the Merlin Group has not pushed it to rebuild for so long, and it is expected that it will not be touched in the short term. Let's conduct an on-site inspection tonight. If everything is in line with expectations, then this will be the base for future operations.

After getting off work, Miles hurried home, ignoring the chat between his mother and Ms. Siwa, and rushed directly into the kitchen to start sorting the medicinal materials, took out the casserole from last time, and started to boil the medicine.

Except for going out to eat some food bought by his mother from outside, he stayed in the kitchen and repeated the process of making medicine last time. By the time he finished, it was already 09:30 in the evening.

His mother and Ms. Siwa, who had been waiting outside the kitchen door, saw him sealing up various medicines. They didn't care about the pungent smell of Chinese medicine in the room, so they came over and snatched away the medicine for removing scars. Divided half and half, and collected the rest in a leisurely manner.Miles watched from the kitchen as the two of them happily took their things and left, leaving himself an empty kitchen filled with the smell of medicine.

When Miles saw them both leaving, he didn't even say thank you. He just left the kitchen there in anger and didn't clean up anything.Then I went to wash myself off, then took my evil-killing sword and the flashlight I brought back from the police station, and headed straight to the church.

Under the darkness of night, Chinatown is still brightly lit, while outside Chinatown there are sparse lights, and the occasional passing vehicles reflect the light on the road.

Miles looked at the chapel, which was half in the light and half in the dark, and couldn't be more satisfied.In terms of environment, this church is almost as if it was specially prepared for itself.

He came to the door, pushed hard, and found that the iron chain locking the door was still very strong. He would not be able to push it open for a while, and he was afraid that the sound would be too loud, and people here would find out.After walking around the church and seeing a window on the second floor, Miles was immediately overjoyed. Then he took a run from a distance and climbed up to the second floor, which was nearly four to five meters high.

He took out the flashlight from his pocket, opened the window and shined it. Then Miles discovered that the place was exactly as described in the information. It was a wide hall with a statue of a god underneath, and there were all kinds of garbage left by the gangsters on the floor. , Miles jumped from the window.

The choking musty smell came along with the dust raised by Miles on the pavement. Miles quickly took out the mask and put it on himself.

Miles waved his hand to drive away the choking dust. He turned on the flashlight and scanned it casually. He saw various exquisite murals painted on the wall. Some were creations from myths and legends, and some were angels descending to earth to save people. Heroic stories and so on, but now it is covered with cobwebs and all kinds of dust are scattered on it. Occasionally, you can still see the random graffiti of the old gangsters with paint.

Ignoring these, Miles began to check the rooms one by one from the first floor. Miles found that the doors of each room had been opened, and the things inside had been turned into a mess, including tables, chairs, documents, etc. It was scattered on the floor and covered with dust. The bedroom was even more of a mess, with sheets and bedding thrown all over the floor. If you wanted to live in it, you would probably have to replace all of it.

Miles said that it doesn’t matter what kind of garbage or dust he has. He is very capable and can handle everything.He took out a sheet from a bedroom, then tore the sheet into strips of rags, found a spacious room on the second floor, and cleaned it first.

The tables and chairs were put back in place, documents and other things were tidied up, and then the cobwebs, dust, etc. were cleared away little by little. By the time the work was finished, it was already past twelve o'clock.

After a few hours of busy work, Miles looked at the only clean room and couldn't help but smile in his heart. He was probably the poorest and most miserable time traveler in history. He had to do everything by himself. There was no such thing as that. Waving his hand and having thousands of troops to do the work for him, he also wants all kinds of subordinates to handle these chores for him~, Miles thought and spread it out on the newly cleared table.

Miles thought about how high-end the base of Batman, The Flash and others looked like. Compared with this church, which now had no electricity or water, Miles felt that it was impossible to say that he was not bitter. I also want that kind of tall base.

Miles began to figure out what he needed to install here now. The most basic water and electricity needs to be installed, and then some computer monitoring facilities should be added. Felicity can help with this. The facial recognition software she developed It can be said that the favorite of superheroes.When you have the conditions, you can get some medical equipment, a training ground, etc. I guess you can have it.

But when Miles thought about the savings in his pocket, he didn't even have 1 yuan. He couldn't build all kinds of fancy bases, and even if he built one, he wouldn't be able to support it.

It seems that I have to find a way to make money, not too much, at least I have to make enough money to support the base and so on.Why don't you set a small goal and earn him [-] million first?