The rain in the middle of the night turns to snow in the early hours of the morning, and it doesn't stop until noon.

The damp and cold humidity filled the storage area of the No. 16 community, and the people who were drowsy and depressed were irritated from the bottom of their hearts.

"The truck is about to arrive, hurry up and tidy up, come and open the 021,022 warehouse, and the rest of the goods will be piled up over there for the time being after they are cleared, and the private goods you put in it can't be kept, and these two warehouses will be requisitioned later." ”

The caretaker, with a high-powered light in one hand and a horn in the other, stood at the door of the warehouse, and the dark green windproof cloak on his body still had some unmelted snowflakes.

After shouting, the administrator twisted his neck, and accidentally found that the logo of the Wu Group on his chest was also covered with snowflakes, and hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it clean, and then reached into his pocket, took out a cigarette case, and just took out a cigarette, a lighter was handed over next to him.

"Uncle, what kind of goods, so urgent?"

The young man holding a lighter looked at the workers in the warehouse with the machines driving to and fro, and his loose cheeks trembled as he spoke.

As a relative of the administrator, the young man who enjoys the privilege of the micro is to serve the uncle in front of him every day, even if he is just a storekeeper.

"The devil knows...... The sudden order, like the transfer of goods from the No. 30 community, did not indicate the type of goods, but only sent a telegram from the top personally, asking me to unconditionally cooperate with the people who would come with the goods later. ”

The administrator was also full of doubts at this time, the warehouse of the Wu Group was concentrated in the large storage area on the side of the No. 16 community, which was used to store the materials of the finished airship and various aircraft, and the warehouse of the No. 30 community seemed to be used to store outdated and unsalable airships in his impression, who knew that he would not only have to transfer a few batches of goods today, but also let the boss personally contact his important goods.

Drip!!!

In between the conversations, a shrill whistle came from outside.

The bright high beams in front of the car shone directly at the door of the warehouse, enveloping the caretaker and his nephew.

"Damn, do these guys understand the rules?"

The young man who was dazzled by the bright light wrinkled his brows and was about to scold.

"Shut up, I forgot what I just said?"

Patting the young man on the shoulder, the man narrowed his eyes and raised his feet to walk out.

In this line of work for more than ten years, the truck driver dared to honk directly before entering the warehouse, and the high beams flashed to attract people's attention, either a layman, or a background, or there was a problem with the brain, combined with the boss's telecommunications just now, no matter how you think about it, it should be the first two possibilities.

Trotting close to the truck, when he reached the edge of the cab, he raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the window rolled down.

The driver was a middle-aged man, looking down at him, and on the other side seemed to be a young man in a peaked cap, holding a listening stick in his hand, and he could vaguely hear the conversation and intermittent exclamations.

"There are three more cars in the back, we want two warehouses, remove all your people, we will take care of it ourselves, and no one will be allowed to approach, otherwise we will bear the consequences!"

Without waiting for the administrator to speak, the driver turned his face sideways, his gaze swept over the administrator, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"No problem, let me cooperate with you, so let's make it simpler, just do a warehousing inventory, I have to know what your goods are, otherwise there is no way to record ......"

"Don't count, don't record, you just need to vacate the warehouse and stay away from here!"

Before the administrator could finish speaking, the driver interrupted rudely, and in the dim cab, his eyes glowed with cold.

"Yes, I see, I'll inform the workers later. ”

A chill ran down his spine for no apparent reason, and the Administrator cautiously replied, nervous, unconsciously repeating words of the same meaning.

After working in this business for so long, he could vaguely guess that the truck should be filled with some contraband, so he was not allowed to count, and the telegram from the upper hair was the best proof of this.

At the same time, he also knew that it was best for him not to meddle in his affairs, as if it was safest not to know anything, as for calling the police...... He didn't want to lose his job.

Not to mention that Wu's Group is one of the five major consortia in Qianfan City, even if he goes out to call the police, I'm afraid no one will dare to come to check Wu's warehouse!

"Hey, Wood!"

The administrator was about to turn to leave, when the young man in the passenger seat in the cab let out an exclamation and slowed his footsteps, and looked back, the young man in the cap was holding a listening stick and ready to show the driver, and the screen was facing him.

Because of the distance, he couldn't see the content on the screen clearly, and could only vaguely distinguish the icon in the upper right corner, like a show that his wife usually likes to watch.

His wife is a devout believer and is keen to watch religious programs, but now there are young people who like to watch this?

"What are you looking at?"

Just as the warehouse manager was stunned, the driver suddenly turned his head and asked.

"I'm sorry, I thought that friend called me...... I'm going to arrange for you to put it in storage. ”

Retracting his gaze, he turned and walked away quickly, the gaze behind him that tingled his spine like a pinprick made him dare not linger for even a second.

"Wood, what this guy has in his hand, is it real or fake?"

The young man in the passenger seat was obviously more concerned about the strange parts in the video than the administrator who left.

"I think the demonstration is enough to convince everyone that this gossip mirror is nothing extraordinary, that it is a holy artifact that I found by chance, that it was revealed to me by the gods, and that there is a being in the dark who is guiding me to help the Awakened...... I will be God's agent on earth, spreading the gospel of the great being in this world of suffering...... Do you remember the spatial fluctuations that appeared in Community 1 yesterday evening, I think it was also a miracle, or the revelation given by the gods to this world, mortals cannot reveal the righteousness, and I, will be extraordinary!"

At the scene of the talk show in the video, a man with a virtual cursor next to him shows his name: Fisher Faraz is holding a gossip mirror, which is still filled with a black and purple mist that has not completely dissipated.

The palms holding the audio-visual sticks tightened suddenly, and the expressions of the two people in the driver's seat were extremely ugly.

"The ants born out of the sewage sludge are trying to speak in vain...... When this mission is over, I'm going to kill him!"

A fist slammed into the inside of the car door, a creak sounded, and the eyes of the young man under the cap were full of murderous energy!

"Drag the progress bar back, I'm going to see what he just did. ”

Compared with the irritable youth, the driver is much calmer, and said Fisher, who was talking eloquently in the video.

Five minutes earlier, Fischer had a slender girl in front of her, with a pale face and a tired look that didn't seem to be fake, slumped on the couch, muttering something incessantly, and occasionally a black patch on her neck could be seen as the camera zoomed in.

He couldn't have been more familiar with this image!

Fisher then took out the gossip mirror and held it close to the girl while explaining the plausible religious theory.

In the next second, black and purple mist poured out from all over the girl's body, gradually converging on the mirror surface of the gossip mirror, and after that, the girl's state was obviously much better, she sat up from the chair and said a few words of thanks.

It wasn't enough to look at it once, and the driver dragged the progress bar back several times one after another, looking back and forth at Fisher's technique and the gossip mirror, he thought he could see through the other party's technique, or holographic projection, or some other magic trick that could not be put on the table.

However, no matter how he analyzed, he failed to find a flaw.

Finally stay on a frame.

At this time, the picture happened to capture the girl's side face, and the driver reached out to enlarge the picture with two fingers.

"Do you remember the woman in the photo of the remnants of the Thorn Sect sent by the organization?"

"It's not her, I've seen that photo a few times, and this person has a completely different face except for a somewhat similar figure...... Even if it is plastic surgery, it is impossible to return to this appearance in such a short period of time. ”

The young man realized the meaning of his companion's words, took out his mobile phone and opened the photos in the album, and compared them again, and indeed except for the back that was somewhat similar, the rest could not be matched, and after a few seconds, he saw that his companion did not speak, and continued,

"When the matter here is over, the two of us will take a trip and bring that gossip mirror?"

In his opinion, it doesn't take much effort to deal with a god stick at all, just go to his house once, spend a few minutes, and naturally get things clear.

"The woman who appears in the video meets all the characteristics of an infected person, and if this gossip mirror is genuine, it can indeed absorb the energy in her body...... In times of emergency, no private action is allowed, and the adult must be contacted, send the video, and he will decide what to do next. ”

Unlike the young man in the co-pilot, he had seen the priest show his methods, and the surging black-purple energy made him feel familiar.

At this juncture, he did not dare to make up his own mind, so he threw the listening stick back to the young man and motioned for the latter to dial the phone.

The driver restarted the truck and drove towards the warehouse, which had been signalled to pass.

In the face of such an unexpected event, reporting is undoubtedly the safest way.

Oh, yes.

It's safe!