Chapter 161: Night Detective

In the faint moonlight, green motorcycles sped down the potholed road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Wu Ming, dressed in black, sat in a crowded car, with Yaji in front of him and a sleepy zombie panda Po behind him. Wu Ming closed his eyes tightly and recalled the original path curve with his heart.

"Stop!" Wu Ming suddenly opened his eyes, "Here, that's it." ā€

Yajisha stopped the Green Goblin and glanced around nervously, "Are you sure?" Look at this wilderness, it doesn't look like a place to live. ā€

Wu Ming struggled to break out of the bear hug, and moved his legs, which were a little numb: "It's really not enough, it's about two kilometers north from here, in order to avoid startling the grass and snakes, I'm afraid we can only walk." ā€

Yaji looked in the direction indicated by Wu Ming, only to see a piece of darkness, and couldn't help but feel numb in the scalp.

"Uh...... Okay......" he pulled out his shotgun, but wouldn't get out of the car with his legs, "That's how we arranged it, right: I'll pick you up here, you and Po go in, and if there's danger, you'll send that stupid guy to inform me?" ā€

"Don't play dumb!" Wu Ming grabbed Yaji's collar mercilessly, and pulled him down, "It's Ah Bao who is here to answer, and the two of us go in!" ā€

"Hey, don't pull, don't pull......" Yaggie stood crookedly, and finally gained a foothold, and said with a big breath, "This plan is actually quite unreliable, don't you think?" You said that the doctor warned you not to run around these nights. Since he said so, we should be honest and not cause trouble to others. ā€

Wu Ming smiled faintly: "You think it's a warning, but I think it's a reminder." He welcomed me in trouble, and I guess he knew that I was going to have to get the man in trouble. ā€

"So what kind of doctor is using you?" Yaggie had a rare brainstorm.

Wu Ming shrugged: "We are using each other: he gives me information, and I do for him what he wants to do but is inconvenient to do, isn't it fair?" ā€

"Mutual use?" Yaggie raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes, but it was beyond his ability to analyze the job with his brain, so he finally gave up. "It's really not a good idea." He said, "I mean, you shouldn't have taken me. I forgot to tell you that something has not been quite right in my mind for the past two days, maybe I am too tired from the long run, and I am afraid that I am going to be seriously ill. ā€

"If you really want to get sick, wait until after tonight." Wu Ming said without sympathy, "Please be serious." I'm sure something will happen in a moment, it can be dangerous, and if you don't keep your spirits up, we certainly won't be able to keep it safe. ā€

Yaji reluctantly took out a professional attitude, weighed the shotgun in his hand twice, and slapped his head hard: "Okay, it's all up to you...... But...... You've got to take care of it for me, and don't let me get into any accidents. ā€

"We seem to have confused the characters...... Wu Ming shook his head helplessly, turned to Ah Bao, and forcibly opened the eyes of the monster panda, "Listen, Ah Bao! I want you to stay here, honestly, don't let people find you, understand? ā€

Ah Bao glanced at Wu Ming, but did not make any response in his eyes, only curled up his body, rolled into the grass by the side of the road, and continued to dream of it.

Wu Ming sighed, turned back to Yaji and said, "You two are really the best assistants in the world, and you can't find them with lanterns." ā€

Yaji squeezed an ugly smile on his cheekbones, "You will be so, noble Mr. Holy Son!" After all, there are still two guys who don't know whether to live or die who have been bewitched by you, and are willing to risk their lives for you, so don't be dissatisfied. ā€

Wu Ming no longer spoke, but beckoned his hand, and plunged into the darkness. Yaji did not dare to slack off, shrunk his shoulders, held his gun, and followed in three steps and two steps.

Although Wu Ming had only walked back and forth on this hidden path leading to the deserted village, he remembered every detail of the road clearly, as if it was imprinted in his mind, and Wu Ming was sure that he had not made a mistake.

But now, only eight or nine months have passed, and the path seems to have changed a lot.

The undulating slopes had been leveled, the empty adobe houses were gone, and the trees seemed to have been uprooted, leaving no trace on the ground!

The courtyard has not been moved, just a few hundred meters away between the mountain cols, looking lonely and abrupt.

These changes seem a little strange, but Wu Ming feels that it is understandable, after all, Binladan has come out of the grave, overturned history as a lie, and changed his face to justice, and raised the banner of light, so he no longer has to hide as before, just live in seclusion as a master of the world. Keeping a high profile in the name of keeping a low profile is undoubtedly more conducive to the implementation of his ulterior plan.

But as he approached the courtyard, Wu Ming became more and more aware that something was not quite right.

The transformed deserted village has indeed shed its original horror and become more accessible, but also more vulnerable.

According to common sense, Bin Laden should know that no matter how he tampered with history and fooled the public, his original sworn enemy would never give up, and how could the secret services of the former United States remember the tragedy of 9.12, even if a long time has passed, the original hatred has been forgotten, but even if it is just for the sake of face, they will inevitably take action.

But judging by the current posture, Binladan doesn't seem to be worried about this.

The original secret sentry has been removed, and only a few security guards are standing in front of the gate of the courtyard, chatting lazily with each other, looking unprofessional. With this level of defense, needless to say, the Navy SEALs can easily storm the hospital even if they organize a random team of amateur thugs.

Why is Binladan so fearless?

The answer lies probably in the visitor!

Wu Ming saw from a distance that although the curtains hung in the living room where he and Binladan had met, the lights were always on. It is estimated that the old butler named Subait did not nag beside him this time, but reminded his father to rest early, he must know that this time the visitor is more important, and he is more in tune with the master he serves.

It's just that for some reason, the breath of the people inside can't be felt.

There are no electric falcons in the courtyard, and there is no special transportation around, so could it be that the visitors also came on foot?

Either way, it should be certain that an outsider came to the house. Wu Ming felt that his night exploration was about to be rewarded, and if it went well, many questions that had been lingering in his heart for a long time would also be solved one by one.

Through the shadow of the pile of remnants, Wu Ming lowered his body, wanting to approach the courtyard as soon as possible. At this time, Yaji, who was firmly following behind him, seemed to have made something wrong, twisted his nose twice, patted Wu Ming's shoulder, and whispered, "Do you smell something?" ā€

"What does it smell like?" Wu Ming didn't care too much.

"I said it's not good, but it seems to be ......" Yaji leaned down, glanced left and right a few times, and finally pinched a little dirt on the ground, brought it to his nose and sniffed hard, "It smells like a zombie, but it seems to be a little different......

Yaji brought the scrap to Wu Ming and motioned for him to smell it too. But Wu Ming was not a professional corpse hunter like Yaji after all, and he couldn't smell the subtle smell difference at all if it was related to zombies. However, Wu Ming noticed that if there was anything special about the smell, it should be that there was a faint hint of aroma in the earthy smell.

"Isn't it your aftershave? Or is it the taste of cologne? Wu Ming still didn't think there was anything wrong here.

"I never use those things, I just smell of sweat, don't you know?" Yaggie shook her head, "But you reminded me that the smell is indeed quite like perfume, but it is more like a woman's perfume, I smelled it on Holly, it should be a very high-grade perfume." The guy pinched his chin again and analyzed like a connoisseur: "This is unreasonable...... I've never heard of zombies using perfume, could it be that those guys have mutated to a new level and are ready to hold another zombie beauty contest? ā€

Wu Ming rubbed his head, and couldn't stop messing around with Yaji: "Are you so sure there must be zombies here?" Why can't I feel it at all? Stop guessing, we've got to hurry, and if we miss the chance again, we'll never be able to figure out who's doing it there. ā€

Yaji stubbornly grabbed Wu Ming's arm. "Listen to me, buddy, and never question the connoisseurs." He frowned and said, "I've been in this business for a long time, if anything else can go wrong, if it's a zombie, I'm number one." There must be zombies around here, and I bet it's a pervert who isn't a man or a woman! ā€

"yes, you're a connoisseur." Wu Ming reluctantly greeted him, "Because of this, I don't worry at all, because you can deal with them; You are the most famous number one killer in the zombie world. Okay, now can we move forward? ā€

However, at this point, Wu Ming suddenly stopped. Because, he finally felt the anomaly, and the anomaly appeared behind him hundreds of meters away!

At the entrance to the village, in the dim moonlight, a huge figure stood there, swaying and undulating, as if panting. Beside the figure, a little cold light flickered.

Wu Ming and Yaji glanced at each other, and their eyes invariably showed worry.

"Damn it!" Yaji scolded in a low voice, "Didn't that ghost thing fall asleep, why did you run out again?!" ā€

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