Frozen apocalypse: hiding in a safe house and hoarding tens of billions of goods

Su Li smiled and said without answering the boy's words.

"What does this have to do with you?"

The boy's eyes stayed on Ji Wan for a while, and then turned to look at Su Li, who was more approachable.

"My name is Imamura Yuta. I'm very familiar with this place. I can help you."

Imamura Yuta noticed it when he came here in this car.

In the apocalypse, if you have decent means of transportation and can wear decent clothes, you are already out of the ranks of ordinary people.

He probably estimated that these two people were either high-ranking officials or bosses of private bases.

Seeing that a child who knew how to wink at such a young age appeared quietly, Su Li didn't trust him and refused directly.

"We don't need help."

Seeing that the communication was fruitless, Imamura Yuta started the sled and slowly retreated, out of sight of the two of them.

Ji Wan frowned a bit as he looked at the small figure walking away.

“This man named Imamura Yuta will probably come looking for us again.

He should be a specially trained spy. "

This kid has a calmness that is beyond his years, and he seems to be quite scheming.

It's been so long since the end of the world, and there's so little food here, but we're still able to survive.

People with high physical fitness like Imamura Yuta are most likely descendants of soldiers stationed at the border.

He looked to be only 12 or 13 years old, but putting aside the factors of malnutrition, his real age should be around 15 or 16 years old.

Su Li put away the flashlight and whispered.

"Then he will go back to report the news, right?"

Ji Wan glanced at Su Li and said.

"Yes, if we are caught, we will probably have to rely on him to save us."

The lighthouse is the base camp of this area, and the surrounding area is strictly guarded. In addition to the observation deck on the top of the lighthouse, there are naturally many spies like Imamura Yuta.

Su Li is not a murderous evil person. No one touches her, so there is no need to make enemies with others.

The sleigh stopped in front of the lighthouse.

Soon, a human face poked out from the window upstairs, and soon, a ladder was thrown down from above.

Imamura Yuta parked the sled and locked it, then climbed up the ladder.

As soon as he entered the lighthouse, a tall but thin man came over and searched him.

The man was wearing a black cotton jacket with a hole patched on the shoulder. He must have worn it for many years.

Imamura Yuta looked at the cotton coat on the man with a bit of longing in his eyes.

"There's no place for me to hide anything."

His clothes were all bought a long time ago, and each piece has a long history.

A piece of clothing, worn for several years, has turned into a rag. Now that the end of the world has come, he has put on all his clothes.

The man in cotton-padded clothes ignored Imamura Yuta's words and allowed him to go inside after finding nothing on him.

After turning the corner and going upstairs, Imamura Yuta stopped in front of a simple office door.

"Report, I have a situation report!"

After waiting outside the door for a few minutes, the person inside slowly responded.

"Come in."

Imamura Yuta lowered his eyes and quietly opened the door to the room.

"Look, this man doesn't dare to raise his head when he sees you, which shows your majesty."

The speaker was a woman, with a pompous and coquettish voice.

The man sitting in the main seat raised his eyes, glanced at the door contemptuously, took the woman's hand in his and played with it.

"What do you want to report?"

Imamura Yuta lowered his head and replied.

"Two intruders were found, a man and a woman."

The man frowned and said.

"Do you want to report such a trivial matter to me? Kill the man and keep the woman."

Imamura Yuta said hesitantly.

"But... they seem to have come from China's official base, maybe they are from Kyoto."

The man was stunned, let go of the woman's hand, and motioned for her to go out.

As soon as they left, the man asked immediately.

"How do you know? Why, want to go to Kyoto?"

"No."

Imamura Yuta quickly denied it.

"They may be here to spy on intelligence, after all..., and they are well-equipped and come prepared."

His cold eyes swept down and he stood up straight.

"You go out first."

The man found nothing unusual about him, so he let him go.

Imamura Yuta closed the door gently, lowered his head and left.

"Hey!"

The woman who was in the house stood at the corner and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Imamura Yuta lowered his eyes and did not raise his head.

Seeing his humble appearance, Shana didn't feel happy and asked with a frown.

"What did you say to Mr. Shibata?"

"I didn't say anything. If you want to know, just ask Mr. Shibata."

Shana was stunned for a moment, with a bit of anger on her face.

"You use him to suppress me?"

The boy spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

"I'm just telling the truth."

"You'd better pray to God that you don't fall into my hands again."

Shana said a harsh word and turned around angrily.

Without Shibata's summons, you cannot enter the office at will.

Imamura Yuta turned around and glanced in the direction of the office, and his thin figure quickly disappeared around the corner.

After receiving the news from Yuta Imamura, Shibata immediately sent a small team of three people out to confirm.

The small team patrolled around the lighthouse for an hour and even reached the border, but still found nothing.

"Tell me, is that little brat playing tricks on us?"

A thin man stood with his hands on his waist, looking at the white snow and lost in thought.

The snow on the sea surface shines brightly under the light.

The tall man next to him said immediately.

"Yuta is quite smart and doesn't seem like someone who would do such stupid things."

"Who knows, what if he gets a brain attack."

The little man clicked his tongue and when he saw the white snow, he bent down to pick up a handful.

Just as he bent his head, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the snow.

Before he could make a sound, his neck went numb and he lost consciousness instantly.

The other two were also dealt with by Su Li, Xiao Bai and Xiao Fox at the same time.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Su Li took out two men's wigs from the space, while Ji Wan buried the three of them in the snow.

From a distance, the shadows of the two men looked similar to those on patrol.

"I guess that brat named Yuta is coming again."

As Su Li spoke, she adjusted the wig on her head and used hairspray to lift it up. It looked like she hadn't washed her hair for a long time.

Ji Wan followed suit and grabbed the wig twice, messing up his hair.

The clothes of the three people on patrol were dirty and smelly. Su Li didn't want to wear them, so she took out a piece of clothes similar to theirs from the space.

Suddenly Ji Wan stood there attentively for a while.

Su Li turned to look at him and consciously relaxed her movements.

Ji Wan felt the surrounding situation.

He slowed down his breathing, knowing that Su Li could read lips and opened and closed his mouth without making any sound.

Su Li clearly read the message he conveyed.

"Someone is coming, eleven o'clock."

She feigned ignorance and turned the sled in another direction.

Apart from a moving sleigh, nothing else could be seen in the snow.

"its not right."

The boy stared at the sleigh not far away, his mind spinning wildly.

With such a big car, it is impossible to just abandon it.

The flashlight's range was limited. He searched around for a long time, but still couldn't see anything.