As the Ye family master said, the participants of the Devil's City incident will be required to participate in this Dead City incident. Not long after knowing about this matter, Ye Ziteng's mailbox was lying with the email called the mission book.

Ye Ziteng swiped the mouse while browsing the confidential email that was marked with four stars.

It contains the most detailed information about the Dead City, such as when it was discovered, why it is called the Dead City, and many photos of the Dead City, and even the relevant data that Fairy speculated about are marked.

The practice of the headquarters has always been like this, and the amount of information given by the headquarters for such a mandatory task is only large and not small, in order to achieve a higher degree of completion of the task.

The email contained several documents, most of which were about the Dead City, except for the last one, which was marked with the title of the contract.

As a rigorous and principled organization, participants in each mission are required to sign a confidentiality contract.

Ye Ziteng roughly browsed the contents of the contracts on one side, and printed out all these contracts in the next second. The sound of the printer and the paper rubbing was particularly abrupt in the whole study, and the A4 papers printed with the small four Song fonts were stacked together.

Pushing aside the chair and standing up, Ye Ziteng walked to the printer and began to sort out the pile of contracts that had just been printed.

There is still a warm touch on the paper, which is the heat generated by friction.

On the first page of the contract, the four big characters of 'confidentiality contract' are written in bold bold, confidentiality contract......

The last time he did an urgent task with him was Xia Ke, she hadn't done many tasks at that time, and she was extremely unfamiliar with the signing of the confidentiality contract. Unexpectedly, after less than a year, he was going to travel on an urgent mission again.

Back in front of the desk, reaching out to take the signature pen in the pen holder, Ye Ziteng buried his head and began to write his name. The contract was written in duplicate, twenty in all, and his signature needed to appear on each piece of paper, not one less.

Ye Ziteng is like a machine on an assembly line, he is too familiar with doing this, so familiar that the position where the signature falls is exactly the same.

By the time the last stroke landed on the paper, the warm touch had already dissipated.

Ye Ziteng reached out and touched the contract thoughtfully, and finally packed them all into a document bag. The bag will be sent to the headquarters of Yuanmen, and within three days, one of the contracts will be re-mailed to him. It's just that the contract sent back has more seals from the Yuanmen headquarters than the one sent before.

In this way, the contract is officially in effect.

Of course, this situation will only occur if there is enough time, and in case of emergency, there are other ways to complete the contract.

Before he could finish understanding the situation in the dead city, Ye Ziteng's mobile phone rang. Stopping the movement in his hand, Ye Ziteng took the phone and glanced at the screen, then picked it up.

"Hey, Ziteng, when are you going to leave?" The voice came from the other end of the phone, and Liang Zhousheng held a bunch of materials that had just been printed out in his hand, which also included the information summarized by the Liang family. He also received the news just now, and after knowing that the participants this time would be the participants in the last Devil's City incident, he made this call.

There are a lot of people participating together this time, and the situation of each branch is also complicated, so if he can, he and Ye Ziteng can take care of each other if they go together, and they won't be left alone.

Ye Ziteng also understood the meaning of Liang Zhousheng's phone call, and after looking at the date of the meeting, he replied: "Tomorrow afternoon, I will wait for you in the branch when the time comes." ”

"In the branch?" Liang Zhousheng's tone paused, "I remember that you didn't go back to your ancestral home?" It's okay to wait for me in the imperial capital. ”

"There are some things I want to ask Mr. Shangguan."

Ye Ziteng did not hide it, he did have a lot of questions about this dead city incident. Also, he also wanted to ask about the news of Xia Ke.

I don't know when it started, he just felt that the day when they would meet again was not far away.

Hearing that Ye Ziteng had something to ask Mr. Shangguan, Liang Zhousheng didn't say anything, in fact, he also had something to ask, so he went together, so it was okay.

"That's the matter over there, but if we meet at the branch, we will meet Chen Shu if we don't ...... even."

When he said this, Liang Zhousheng's tone was quite hesitant. It seems that after coming back from Devil's City, Zi Teng is very unaccustomed to Chen Shu, although the two usually have nothing to do, Chen Shu will not specifically go to Zi Teng for trouble, and Zi Teng is not the kind of person who stirs up trouble. But he could feel that the atmosphere between the two was wrong as soon as they met.

Fortunately, both of them are measured people, and they didn't fight directly, otherwise the Qilu branch wouldn't be able to stay now.

"Don't worry, I won't hit him." Although Ye Ziteng didn't know how Liang Zhousheng saw that something was wrong, he also felt it, as if he was indeed a little uncomfortable looking at Chen Shu's guy.

Liang Zhousheng on the other side couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, you still want to solve it directly by force, why is it so violent......

"You just have to be measured, see you when the time comes, hang up first."

There is nothing extra to say between the two, and if they call other people, Liang Zhousheng has to say hello. But with Ye Ziteng, this greeting is really unnecessary.

People who don't like to talk wish he had hung up the phone earlier.

Just as Liang Zhousheng thought, Ye Ziteng, who didn't like to talk, hung up the phone decisively after Liang Zhousheng said the sentence and hung up first.

There was a long sound of 'doodoo' from the phone, Liang Zhousheng pressed the screen and put the phone aside, lowered his head and flipped through the pile of information again.

Someone knocked on the door of the study and came in, put a bunch of newly printed materials in Liang Zhousheng's hand, and turned around and went out.

Liang Zhousheng's study is a little different from Ye Ziteng's, although Ye Ziteng's side is also a cold-toned pattern, but there is still a window to contact the outside world. If the curtains are drawn, the sunlight will let in, and if the time card is right, maybe a beam of light will fall on the sofa chair where Ye is free.

The modern study room has been fully reflected in Ye Ziteng's side, what computers, laptops, slide projectors, printers, etc., all the office utensils that can be used can be found in it.

It is not so much Ye Ziteng's study as it is Ye Ziteng's office.

Ye Ziteng's is very much like the study of the office, and Liang Zhousheng's is very much like the study of the bedroom.

But judging from the bamboo and rattan recliner that Liang Zhousheng was sitting on, Liang Zhousheng enjoyed it much more than Ye Ziteng. Except for the chaise longue, which had a low table in front of it, the whole room was almost monotonous.

There are rows of bookshelves against the wall, and there are many books on the shelves, all kinds of books, some of which are still new and have not even opened the packaging, and some of which have turned the footers of the old ones.

The only light source in the whole study room is a floor lamp next to the chaise longue, the orange light source exudes a faint warmth, and if you look closely, there is not a single window in the whole room.

Closing the information at hand, Liang Zhousheng closed his eyes, and his body gradually relaxed on the recliner.

"Dead City...... Devil's Town ......"

Fingers lightly touched the corner of the information, and the arm hung freely on the edge of the chaise longue, the paper was slightly undulating due to the shaking of the arm, and the sound of rubbing between the papers was accompanied by Liang Zhousheng's low muttering.

"What does it matter?"

As far as he could see, everyone, including Fairy, the most advanced computer terminal, was saying that the two were related, but he couldn't see anything similar except for the similar Yuan Force.

The Devil's City is in the west, while the Dead City is in the south. The Dead City didn't appear out of nowhere, it had existed for a long time, but not so long ago it wasn't a dead city, just an isolated city where no one lived.

The changes in this city are not as exaggerated as people think, high-rise buildings, roads, it is no different from other cities in China, except that the new streets lack people.

As for the dead city, it's just a gimmick made up by good actors to win traffic. Where can ordinary people see such a desolate and lifeless scene? What they see in their eyes is all illusions.

Only people like them, who walk on the border between life and death, can see and find the real dead city.

The thin paper swayed between orange and wood, cutting off the light and shadow, but it was also covered in light and shadow.

Time passed in the flickering of the paper, and Liang Zhousheng on the recliner was silent for a long time before he let out a sigh, he thought a lot, but the center around his thoughts remained the same.

Half a year ago in Devil's City, he lost a girl who was on a mission with him.

He thought he had nothing to care about, and he was used to being lonely along the way, but when he really experienced being cared for all the time, he couldn't convince himself anymore.

She could find him at first sight in the crowd, she cared about what he said, she was willing to risk her life alone, she looked at him as if she were looking at her whole world, her eyes shining like stars......

When he left Devil's City, he didn't find Xia Ke, and in the past six months, he still hasn't found it. Such a living person is as if he has suddenly evaporated from the world.

But fortunately, he didn't find it, and neither did anyone else.

Liang Zhousheng slowly clenched the paper in his hand, he remembered a sentence he had seen, once this person tasted the sweetness, he could no longer bear any bitterness.

Xia Ke is a rare sweetness to him.

He knew what Ye Ziteng was going to ask, and he wanted to ask those questions, but he couldn't find a suitable reason. And one thing that he minds the most, he always feels that Ye Ziteng seems to know something he doesn't know, or rather, Ye Ziteng knows something that everyone doesn't know.

And this matter is related to Xia Ke.