Has the captain mutated today? [End Times]

It has been two days since he came back from Joy City, and during these two days, he watched the video recorded by Cheng Jinyang in the recorder dozens of times, trying to find other clues.

The bald-headed Professor Lin is most likely Lin Pin.

He hadn't seen Lin Pin in Shiqi, and the telecommunication network was completely paralyzed after the new era. He wanted to find out more information about Lin Pin, after much deliberation, he finally dialed Mu Cheng's pager.

"Uncle Cheng? Remember that F who helped me get my ID card?"

Mu Cheng: "..."

Mu Cheng: "Where did you die if you didn't contact me for so many days?!"

Shi Qi held the receiver a little further away from his ears.

It wasn't until Mu Cheng finished 5 minutes of 'Tell Uncle Cheng if something like this happens', 'Do you know how worried I am about you', 'Don't be brave alone', and so on, that Shi Qi was perfunctory. The ground responded: "Understood, Uncle Cheng, I'm not alone, and the captain is with me."

Mu Cheng was silent for a moment, and asked, "What do you ask F for?"

"The last time I was stuck on a mission, someone helped me out and wanted to repay the favor." Shi Qi said the words he had thought up a long time ago: "Didn't you say that F was efficient with money? This repeat customer wants to do another business with him."

What he said was well-founded, but Mu Cheng, like every worried elder, only focused on the first half of his sentence: "What did you say? I was stuck on a mission last time? Are you injured? I'm all with you." How many times have I said that you don't have enough points, isn't it good to retire early or return to the academy to be an instructor? Really..."

Shiqi: "..."

Shi Qi: "Do you still have F's contact information? If not, I'll hang up."

After getting F's contact information, Shi Qi, like every junior who doesn't like to be preached, decisively said goodbye before Mu Cheng started nagging again.

He was alone in the dormitory tonight, and Hull was assigned to be a watchman on the city wall, and he would not return until after midnight.

Looking at the string of numbers recorded in the notebook, Shi Qi dialed it on the pager.

Unexpectedly, after the beep sounded during the connection, it took only three or four seconds for the other party to pick up.

"Hello."

Hearing those two words, Shi Qi was taken aback.

He asked uncertainly: "... Maggie?"

F is... that female bartender?

"Yes, I'm Maggie." Maggie's voice was very clear and sweet: "Excuse me, are you...?"

Shi Qi frowned, took down the pager, made sure the number he entered was correct, and said, "I'm looking for F."

Maggie giggled: "Sir, F's asking price is usually very high, are you sure you want to find him?"

"determine."

"Then what do you want to buy?"

"I want to buy a person's information," Shi Qi glanced at the old-fashioned recorder on the table: "All the information."

"Information... Do you know the man's name, sir?"

"Linpin, Shuangmulin, and Sankoupin."

Maggie was silent.

"What?" Shiqi put the recorder into the drawer, then stood up: "F doesn't want to pick it up?"

"... Pick it up." Maggie's tone was still brisk: "The order will be issued in two days, and then please come and pick up the goods in person, sir."

"understood."

"Have a nice day..."

"Miss Maggie," Shi Qi interrupted her, and asked directly, "Do you have anything to do with Commander Bailey?"

Maggie replied straightforwardly: "I'm Barton's older sister. Do you know my younger brother?"

It turned out to be siblings, no wonder they look so alike.

"I know," the other party admitted directly, dispelling Shi Qi's thought of continuing to ask: "I will go to the bar to get something in two days."

"Okay, have a nice day."

*

The thickness of the city wall in the safe zone is about five or six meters, and energy cannons are lined up on the wall with their muzzles facing outward. From time to time, soldiers and special agents patrolling back and forth pass each other.

Standing on the city wall, the criss-crossing roads in the wall are dyed into yellow lines by street lamps, interweaving a sense of tranquility; the goal outside the wall is a flat buffer zone, and the scene farther away is integrated with the night. The naked eye can only see darkness.

"This evil wind..." The fat man rubbed his hands, patted his face, and complained to Hull, "It hurts my face."

The cold wind whistling over the city wall seemed to respond to the fat man's complaints, blowing more vigorously.

Hull didn't feel how cold it was. He looked up at the moonlit night sky with few stars, and remembered that there was another person in the dormitory who was afraid of the cold.

Did you close the windows before going to bed at Shiqi?Otherwise, I will have a stomach ache when I wake up in the morning.

It wasn't the first time that the fat man knew Hull. He knew that the other party didn't talk much. Seeing that he didn't answer, he continued to complain to himself: "Oh, it's been blowing on the city wall every day... the skin on this hand and face is dry and cracked." , When I go home from a long vacation, my wife will have to talk about me again."

Speaking of his wife, the fat man remembered that the taciturn bachelor next to him seemed to have never had a date, and couldn't help but elbow Hull: "When are you going to find a date?"

Hull: "...Why are you looking for a partner?"

The fat man had an expression of "Are you really a modern person?": "Why do you ask such a question? There are many benefits to the object!"

Hull: "...For example?"

The fat man raised his red hands from the cold: "For example, if I am cold, my wife will cover my hands; if I am hungry, my wife will cook for me; Being able to have a good time with your wife...cough, in short, finding someone is to find someone to share your joys, sorrows and joys, she will care about you, love you, and miss you if she has nothing to do. This kind of miss..."

The fat man smiled embarrassedly, with a blush of happiness floating on his face: "It makes you feel very hopeful, do you understand? It's just...all the struggles suddenly have a purpose, and I want her to live better."

Hull thought for a while, and asked seriously: "So you're looking for a partner just to get someone to cover your hands?"

Fatty: "..."

Fatty: "Of course it's not just to cover your hands!"

Seeing the obvious confusion on the latter's face, the fat man suddenly had a thought: "H, you've never been in love, have you?"

"In love?" Hull was even more confused: "Why should I fall in love?"

"...It seems that we haven't talked about it before." The fat man first looked regretful, and then said gossipingly: "You don't have a crush on others, do you?"

Hull inexplicably remembered those bright black eyes, and his heart skipped a beat: "Secret love... what is it?"

Fatty: "..."

Is this why the handsome guy is single?

"Secret love is to secretly like..." Fatty felt that he had to teach his colleagues the blind spots of popular science and emotional knowledge, but scratched his head a little: "Like is...you will be happy when you are together, and you will often think about her when you are apart. .”

Mo Lan's eyes flashed, and he thought of his smiling face again.

"The mood will be affected by her, the habits will be affected by her, the heartbeat will speed up... What is that called? The deer bumps or something." The fat man said a lot of words, sucked in a lot of cold air, and coughed lightly , made a self-perfect summary: "You will want to give her the best, and she will make you feel that all your efforts are worthwhile. On such days, you are even willing to die for her."

Hull exhaled lightly, looked at the fleeting white mist in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Really?"

Do you have a crush on Shi Qi?

its not right……

My task is to die for him at the right time.

Just getting the job done, Hull told himself.

His eyes fell on the empty buffer zone under the city wall, and he tried his best to suppress the emotion in his heart that was about to lose control.

He doesn't like the feeling of being out of control. Losing control means losing his mind, and once he loses his mind...

I just need to get the job done, Hull repeated to himself, I don't need to think too much.

"...In short, you don't have to worry too much. Based on your conditions, you really don't have to worry..." The fat man babbled a lot, and then he noticed that the person beside him was already staring outside and started to be dazed: "I Say, Hale, how much of what I've just said have you taken in?"

Only then did Hull come back to his senses: "...Sorry, I was distracted."

Fatty: "...it's okay."

Co-authoring, he searched his guts and said a lot of comforting words to the other party, but they didn't listen at all.

There was another biting cold wind, the fat man couldn't help shivering, and tightened his thick coat: "Aren't you cold?"

Hull shook his head.

The fat man rubbed his hands again, took out a pair of gloves from his coat pocket, and put them on.

"Have you heard? The administrator went to the council area for a meeting." He continued to chat while putting on his gloves, "They said they won't be back until tomorrow afternoon."

"Oh." Hull replied a little absent-mindedly. He glanced at the time, and the shift would change in 10 minutes: "Go back."

The fat man also felt that it was almost done, so the two turned around and walked back.

The moment he turned around, Hull noticed something seemed to move in the darkness outside the wall from the corner of his eye.

He stopped where he was, poked his head over the fence, and looked down.

At the same time, harsh and long sirens echoed in the air.

"City wall personnel, please take position - wall personnel, please - this is not a drill - wall personnel, please -"

In Hull's line of sight, under the city wall, countless green light spots came towards this side from a distance at an astonishing speed.

The fat man also took a look, and then cursed: "Fuck! Didn't you say that this thing hibernates?! It's November and there are still so many?!"

Hull's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly had a very bad premonition.

As if to test his idea, a rumbling noise came from far to near, and then a slight vibration came from the solid city wall under his feet.

"Damn it!" A soldier on the other side of the wall pointed to a position below, and shouted in a panic: "Look over there! Someone is blowing up the city wall!"

Hull took a look, it was the southwest corner of the safety zone.

The fat man looked at the sparks that were obviously caused by explosives, and he was also shocked: "What's going on?!"

Surrounded by exclamations one after another.

Ohm Night Raid is nothing new, almost every night in summer.But it's already November!Didn't it say that Ohm would hibernate?

And why would someone blow up the city wall?

Once the walls of the safe zone are breached...

The Secret Service quarters are near the blast site.

Hull suddenly felt an unprecedented panic.

The author has something to say:

Little Hehe struggles with whether he is in love or secretly in love every day.

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