"You're from the Eastern Region!" Ling Pei said flatly: "Seeing the way you fight with the mutant bat, you can't hide it." Ordinary people may not be able to protect themselves even if they give him a submachine gun, but you are at ease, and there is a lot of communication between you and the Eastern Region here, and I will understand it after a few glances. ”

Wang Rong didn't answer, he was thinking that now that the environment is getting worse and worse, the sky and the ground are beginning to become more powerful. In the past, mutant beasts were just faster, fiercer, and stronger, but now, like those in the novels, it seems to have become a bit outrageous. If this development continues, mankind will not be able to fight unless it uses weapons of mass destruction.

This girl is a little interesting, her ability to be a little similar to Cai Rong's, and her control of electricity is extremely good, but Cai Rong claims to be alive and she is the only one left, and there is no reason to have a junior sister here.

Seeing Wang Rong's thoughtful appearance, Ling Pei smiled and said, "Don't think about what I am, I might as well tell you directly, when my father was alive, he was the captain of the guard who personally protected Li Guoqiang." Later, when the place was first consolidated, both father and mother were sacrificed. Uncle Li Guoqiang helped me grow up, and I also participated in a lot of exchanges with the Eastern Region, and this seems to be a bit weird, and I will explain it to you slowly when I have the opportunity. ”

"There's a favor I need your help." Ling Pei continued: "I see that you are very sharp, and you are the person to help. It was originally a university town, and there was a place that was affiliated with a senior research institute. It's got a lot of stuff in it. I'll tell you if you want. Later, Uncle Li Minghai, who is in charge of this matter, will also come. ”

Wang Rong thought about it, and anyway, he didn't delay catching that group of petty thieves, so he nodded and agreed.

It's a storehouse, and it used to be the safest place in the world.

Before the nuclear war, the security company affiliated with the institute boasted that if we locked up the president of the United States, then even if all the elites of the CIA and FBI came to Mingmang, they would not be able to rescue people from our warehouses.

Chen Nanwei, who is nearly forty years old, always has a handful of grids on his waist. Lo. Gram pistol. Those who know him well know that Chen Nanwei has always carried three guns on his body, but no one has ever seen where his other two guns are placed.

He is the head of security in this warehouse, and in his more than ten years in office, there has never been a record of mistakes. Such a person is not only skilled, but also a dignified and wise leader.

He is indeed a trustworthy man, who is cautious and does not hesitate to speak. He is always meticulous in his duties.

His marksmanship is said to be able to hit a fly flying within five hundred meters, perhaps this is an exaggeration. But for those bandits who were wounded under Chen Nanwei's gun, that Ge. Lo. The pistol is a nightmare that they will never get away with for the rest of their lives.

More than two months ago, in the mountains near the university town, a strange-shaped blood jade was found. You must know that this piece of blood jade is different from those counterfeiters on the market that are mixed with dog blood and sheep blood in jade.

This is a piece of high-grade blood jade native to the snowy plateau of Tibet, originally called the Song of Gongjuema, and the last time this kind of blood jade was presented was when Songtsen Gampo married Princess Wencheng, and was sent to the Central Plains as a gift.

The formation of blood jade is related to corpses. When a person is buried, as a jade artifact, is forcibly stuffed into the population, if a person just died, the jade swallowed in one breath is stuffed in, it will fall into the throat with the gas, into the dense blood vessels, for a long time, the dead blood is stained, the blood goes straight to the heart of the jade, it will form a gorgeous blood jade. This kind of thing often falls on the skull's swallow, and is the most precious of all the corpses.

What makes this piece of blood jade different is that you must know that a piece of jade is first made into a finished product, and then worn by a woman for a lifetime, and then put into the soil after death, and after being discovered, there are other women who continue to wear it and continue to enter the soil after death. Otherwise, it would not have taken thousands of years to take shape. This piece, it is said that the first three people who have worn it are the first three 'medorams' in Tibetan legends, that is, the holy women of Tibetan Buddhism, all of whom are characters with great magical powers and great abilities.

Li Guoqiang did not study this piece of Gongjuema Song with the Eastern Region for the time being, so he kept it in the most strict No. 9 warehouse.

Now, Chen Nanwei is conducting a routine inspection of the warehouse.

Four heavily armed security guards followed closely behind Chen Nanwei, and although it was a relatively safe place, the cautious Chen Nanwei never ruled out the possibility of accidents. To be his direct subordinates, those four security guards are all people with extraordinary skills and meticulous thoughts.

The doors of the warehouses are locked, and they are the security doors designed by the best Swiss experts for the important warehouses. The one-foot-thick gate is made entirely of alloy casting, and the sturdy structure is said to withstand mortar fire.

After going through fingerprint authentication and pupil scanning, Chen Nanwei walked to the security door and entered different passwords three times in a row.

"You stay." Chen Nanwei's orders were never in doubt. The security guard named Zhang Shengbo nodded and stood at the door of the warehouse with a gun.

Finally, the door opened slowly and silently. Just as the third security guard stepped into the storeroom, the security door quickly closed.

From here there is access to 81 small storerooms. On the enclosed path less than 100 meters to Warehouse 9, there is a machine gun perforation triggered by a fully automatic scan every 7 meters.

On this road to death, there are five password entry ports, and when a person walks by, a password will automatically pop up asking for a password. As long as one of them is not typed or mistyped, more than a dozen machine guns will work together to shoot the target here into a hornet's nest.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was said that the routine inspection should not take more than five minutes, Zhang Shengbo looked at the clock that had passed for 10 minutes, and his heart was a little hairy. He slapped himself and scolded, "What can Viagra do in there?" Even if the thieves come, they have to be planted here......"

But another half hour passed, and no one came out of the storeroom. Finally, the panicked Zhang Shengbo found another security manager, and when they opened the door of the warehouse, they only saw five bloody and mutilated corpses. Lo. The gram pistol has not even been pulled out.

And, the most terrible thing is that the famous blood jade "Song of Gongjuema" disappeared.

Ling Pei's small building is equipped with a small central air conditioner, and the temperature here is a constant temperature of 26 degrees, and Li Minghai, who was already drenched like a chicken in soup, is the person responsible for the safety of the entire university town area. He had just dried the rain with a towel, and sweat was oozing down his forehead, and he was not too young, he would be fifty years old in another year.

Right now, this usually extraordinary man was sitting on the sofa opposite Ling Pei, sweating profusely, holding a towel in one hand and a cigarette in the other, and taking a towel in his mouth from time to time to take a puff.

"This is not something that ordinary people can do, eldest niece, just because your dead father and I worked together from the police academy to the patrol police, just because after your father and mother died, I took care of you for ten years, this time, you must help me............"

Wang Rong sat next to Ling Pei, looking at this helpless old man, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness. Ling Pei sighed, those big beautiful eyes glanced at Wang Rong inadvertently, and said slowly: "I will definitely do my best......"

Li Minghai was immediately overjoyed, and he didn't even know that the cigarette butt had burned to his fingers.

"But ......" Ling Pei changed his words, and Li Minghai suddenly threw the cigarette butt away as if he had been electrocuted.

"The army wants to blockade the university town, and you are not allowed to enter but not leave. Anyone who tries to leave in any way will be killed! ”

Li Minghai hurriedly agreed: "Okay, just do it......"

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Pei said lightly: "It's late at night, and the rain outside has stopped, Uncle Li should go back and rest early, and we'll start doing things right tomorrow." ”

Li Minghai didn't have any elders at this time, nodded again and again, stood up and walked out of the door.

"It's almost dawn, you go, I won't send it. Come here in the afternoon to find me, and I'll take you to see the situation in the storeroom. Ling Pei walked away from Wang Rong quickly and walked straight to the second floor.

Wang Rong walked out of the garden building, the sky was already dark, and it had rained heavily all night, and it was extremely cool at the moment. Wang Rong took a deep breath and felt the rare fresh air.

……

In the afternoon of the same day.

A white denim skirt and a purple half-sleeved T-shirt are Ling Pei's outfits today, she already has a model figure, and she looks even taller in this small space, compared to Wang Rong, who was originally taller than her, looks very ordinary.

This is the No. 9 warehouse, the gate is guarded by more than a dozen soldiers with loaded guns, from the incident to the present, except for technical appraisers and carefully selected soldiers, no one else has entered the scene.

The soldiers guarding the door were in awe when they saw the signs hanging on the chests of Ling Pei and Wang Rong. This is a special pass signed by Li Guoqiang himself, and only people with extremely outstanding abilities are eligible to wear such a certificate, which is not only a pass, but also a symbol of status.

Ling Pei walked straight into the warehouse, a pungent smell of blood came to his face, the path leading from the gate to the No. 9 warehouse was stained with blood, but there was no sign of triggering the security system, the wall and the ground were red, and occasionally one or two pieces of scrap of flesh could be seen.

Ling Pei wrinkled his nose slightly, such a bloody scene was really a little disgusting.

On the ground, chalk was drawn on the ground as Chen Nanwei and the other four people fell, in fact, Ling Pei had already seen the photos of Chen Nanwei and the others, even if he closed his eyes, he could imagine what they looked like, the bloody and blurred bodies, the fragmented bodies, the scattered blood, and the eyes of disbelief............

Ling Pei shook his head slowly, sobering himself up from his fantasy.

"Hey, did you feel anything?"

Wang Rong is a coarse and meticulous person, and he can often see what others ignore.

It's just that this time, Wang Rong was silent for a long time, and spit out: "I can only be sure that the people who come in must be stronger than you." ”

Chen Nanwei's skills, Ling Pei has read so much information, and he also knows in his heart, to say that someone sneaked into the warehouse unknowingly, and killed Chen Nanwei before he had time to draw a gun, and then quietly sneaked away from the warehouse where flies can't fly out, it is simply a myth.