" What?!"
Nightingale seemed to have known that she would react this way. She shook her head helplessly and sighed.
"Sigh, I knew you wouldn't believe me.”
"But that young man did say so.”
Soon, the sound of the surveillance room came from the earpiece.
"Corpse transporter?"
"Did you hear wrongly?"
"Isn't corpse transporter an ancient occupation in the legends?”
"The last time such a profession appeared was in the last century, right?”
"Are there still people doing this kind of business now?”
"You didn't arrest him for questioning?"
Nightingale smiled bitterly, and then remembered the look in Zhang Qilin's eyes when she subconsciously put her hand on her waist to pull out the gun.
That gaze seemed to have seen through what he wanted to do.
However, he didn't stop them. He just gave them a cold glance.
He seemed to have a well-thought-out plan.
It seemed that even if he took out his gun, Zhang Qilin would have a solution.
Most importantly, at that moment, there seemed to be an aura and feeling that made him feel very uncomfortable.
It was as if he had been targeted by some ferocious beast!
He shook his head and said.
"Let's not talk about this for now. I saw two people walking together here just now. Are you sure that the infrared temperature detection map only showed one person's information?”
At this moment, Nightingale thought of the man in the black cloak and felt a chill down her spine.
At the same time, he was also wondering why the map only showed Zhang Qilin's temperature.
Could it be that the clothes really had some kind of heat insulation effect?
but
The cloaked man didn't seem to have wrapped himself tightly. When the wind blew, one could even see his exposed skin.
It was just that the sky was too dark, so he did not see anything unusual.
Immediately, a voice sounded in his earpiece.
"Indeed, there are only the temperature of you and that intruder. Including you, there are only two targets. There is no third target.”
Nightingale frowned and looked at Zhang Qilin's disappearing figure. She could not help but speculate.
Was that person not lying?
from him
Could it really be a corpse?
Nightingale shook her head violently and murmured softly as the thought appeared in her mind.
"What happened to me?"
"How could you have such a ridiculous idea?”
"Seriously, if the dead can walk, is there anything impossible in this world?”
"Ridiculous!"
Nightingale pressed her earpiece and said again,"
"That person is walking towards the headquarters. I advise you to leave the basement now and wait in the ranch to see if he will come.”
"I'll follow him and see if he goes somewhere else.”
"If we really find the headquarters, it doesn't matter if we keep him.”
"At the very least, we should ask what it is for.”
Although Nightingale had just asked Zhang Qilin why he was here, Nightingale felt that he was just fooling him.
Corpse transporter?
How was that possible?
Now that the Internet was so developed, there was no news of corpse herding. How could there be such a profession?
Shaking her head, Nightingale took off her headphones and ran in the direction where Zhang Qilin had disappeared.
On the other side.
The mountain path at night was a little dark.
It was also thanks to Zhang Qilin being in the tomb all year round that his ability to see in the dark was stronger, allowing him to see the surrounding roads clearly.
Looking at the road ahead, there were fewer trees in another 200 meters.
Further ahead was a relatively large pasture.
Zhang Qilin paused and looked at the ranch in front of him.
Was this the Ministry of National Security?
It was indeed well-hidden!
If Han Tang had not told him the location of the Ministry of State Security, he really would not have been able to find this place.
Then, he looked at the female corpse beside him and nodded slightly.
It was his first time on a mission. Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened.
Although he had already learned how to drive corpses, his skills were still not mature. If something unexpected happened, he really did not know how to solve it.
Because there were many things that Han Tang had not taught him.
After a short rest, Zhang Qilin raised his wrist again and rang the Yin Yang Corpse Driving Bell.
"Ring!"
"Ring!"
"Sneaky people, make way!"
"Clang!"
The familiar gong and the sound of the corpse-chasing bell, coupled with the long cry, made the night suddenly become much colder.
It was also this shout that made the person sitting on the chair playing with his phone in the ranch suddenly look up.
"You're here?"
The person playing with his phone on the chair was the person in charge of monitoring the surroundings of the Ministry of State Security in the monitoring room just now.
Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw two figures slowly appearing in the quiet forest.
The moonlight elongated their silhouettes, making the man on the chair frown.
He glanced at his watch. It had only been ten minutes since he had spoken to Nightingale.
In ten minutes, the two of them had already walked three kilometers.
This speed didn't seem like a stroll.
The man looked at his clothes. He looked no different from a rancher. He nodded and walked to a nest of rabbits, pretending to feed them.
Suddenly, a voice sounded in the man's ear.
"Little Zhang, have you found out who the intruder is?”
Hearing the voice, the man's entire body tensed up and he did not dare to be negligent.
"Chief, according to Nightingale's information, that person said he was a corpse transporter and came to deliver the bodies!”
"A corpse delivery?" The director's voice came from the earpiece." What corpse transporter? Does that person know we are here?”
The man smiled bitterly and looked at the two shadows approaching outside the wooden field. Then, he continued.
"Yes, Chief. Those two people have already arrived. They're just outside the ranch.”
At this moment, the voice in the earpiece was silent for a moment before it spoke urgently.
"Ask them what's going on. Don't let them come to the basement!”
Not long after, the sound of the corpse chasing bell got closer and closer.
The man raised his head again and saw that Zhang Qilin had already walked out of the ranch with the female corpse.
Zhang Qilin was also looking at the ranch.
Seeing the man from the ranch walking over, Zhang Qilin put the gong in his hand on his waist.
"Young man, why did you come to my ranch so late at night?”
Zhang Qilin nodded slightly and said.
"On the orders of my shopkeeper."
"I'm here to return the ancient corpse of the war hero.”
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