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Early the next morning, Hillary came to the apartment with the materials that Don Ji needed, which she did not need to prepare herself, as long as she gave an order, someone would naturally sort out the materials and hand them over to her. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the living room, Hillary Clinton sat next to Don Guy with her belly on her back, bowed her head and leaned together with Don Guy, looking at a personal name, photo, and profile in the profile.

Hillary's collection is after the military helped Dawnfire solve the zombie crisis, so the list of survivors who newly joined Dawnfire is not right, the total total is only two hundred and thirty people, after all, Dawnfire has been established for so long, and all those who can come have come have already come, and it is inconvenient to travel in winter, so there can't be too many people.

Among the two hundred and thirty people, there are only a dozen women, and the rest are men, and the problem of the increasing disparity between men and women in the last days is also intuitively reflected in the data, most of them are white Americans, a small number are Mexicans, and some people are from Britain, China, India and other countries.

Hillary watched with Don Ji for a while, and then she was a little tired, and lay on the sofa with her stomach in her arms.

Don Guy has been watching, page by page, very slowly, very carefully, you can be sure that these people who may be looking for trouble are the ones who joined the Dawn Fire after the crisis, if it was before, they would not wait until now to do anything, when Hillary accepted the Dawn Flame, there was a long time when the Dawn Fire was in an unstable state, and that was the best time to find trouble.

Squeak...... The door of the guest room opened, and Monica, who had a headache, walked out of the guest room with her forehead covered, still wearing pajamas and holding a glass of water in her hand, ignoring Don Quixi who was sitting on the sofa, looking like she was in a mood.

Lying on the couch, Hillary tilted her head and looked at Monica until Monica walked to the water cooler. Only then did he get up and lean his head towards Tang Ji, and said softly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"It's okay, she was drunk yesterday." Don Guy turned his head and smiled at Hillary, flipped the page, and continued to read.

Hillary hesitated and looked down at the information file with Don Ji's expression, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to spy on these people?" ”

As for yesterday's situation, Hillary Clinton went back last night. There is also a general understanding. Someone would report back to her, so she could imagine what the problem was.

"No, you don't." Don Guy glanced at Hillary and shook his head with a smile.

Keeping an eye on more than two hundred people at the same time is still a bit difficult for the Dawnfire armed group. It takes a lot of manpower and material resources, and Hillary can't have so many elite agents, and she doesn't know who the troublemakers are, so she will definitely startle them, so it will be difficult to catch them again.

Unless they are all arrested now and interrogated one by one, but...... In the last days when the information network is destroyed, it is very difficult to verify a person's details and end-time experience, even if they lie casually. There is no way to find out. There is no way to reconcile the information at all.

It wasn't until eight o'clock in the morning that Christine, who was lying in bed, was the last to get up, and was woken up by Maniela, and the two servants arrived at the house early to clean up the mess of the previous night. Breakfast was already ready at this point.

"My head hurts...... Damn Jason, Robbie, ...... "Christine, who had messy hair in her pajamas and looked very scruffy, walked out of the master bedroom with her head clutched, muttering complaining words.

Tang Ji, who had been reading the information, raised his head and glanced at Christine, then glanced at the food that had been placed on the table in the dining room, closed the folder, stood up with it, and walked towards the table on crutches.

"Come to dinner, you go wash your hands...... Passing by Christine's side, Tang Ji rubbed Christine's hair and said, Christine's already messy hair was rubbed like a chicken nest by Tang Ji.

Christine grinned at Don Quy and made a strange noise like a little wild cat to express her displeasure, and then obediently returned to the bedroom and walked to the bathroom.

At the beginning of breakfast, the table was very quiet, probably because he was too tired yesterday, so he was very tired today, and he was reluctant to speak, Tang Ji looked down at the information while eating, and never said a word.

Monica silently fed Lin, who was sitting on a high chair, but she ate very little, seemed to have no appetite, her face was gloomy all the time, and Christine and Maniela did not dare to take the initiative to talk.

"Hey, what's wrong with her?" Kristen couldn't resist her curiosity, quietly poked Maniela beside her, glanced at Monica, and asked in a low voice.

"You don't know?" Maniela asked rhetorically, picking up a handkerchief and wiping the corners of her mouth.

Christine shook her head, she even forgot what she said last night to lose weight, she had already eaten three slices of bread for breakfast, it was impossible to remember what Monica said last night, probably because Monica didn't get angry last night, otherwise she would be scared awake no matter how much she drank.

"I don't know, you ask Don." Maniela shook her head and whispered.

She really didn't know, Monica only said yesterday that Tanji lied to her, and the people in the hospital also lied to her, as for what exactly she deceived, she didn't know at all.

After the meal, the maid cleaned up everything, and Tang Ji sat at the table without moving, still reading the information.

The other people arrived in the living room, sat on the sofa and chatted, Monica never spoke, almost at nine o'clock, she coaxed Lin, who was dozing, to walk to the dining table, looked down at Lin's smile, reached out and pulled Lalin's little hat, and said loudly: "Not going to the hospital for classes?" ”

"Don't go!" Tang Ji said without raising his head, pressing his fingers on the information, looking at the information on it line by line, his lips moved slightly, as if he was muttering something.

Monica's face was expressionless, she glanced at Don Guy lightly, and then walked to the living room with Lin in her arms.

On this day, Tang Ji spent the whole morning reading the materials, and it took him almost five hours to read the information of the two hundred and thirty survivors, and it is conceivable that he read it carefully and carefully.

After lunch, Hillary left, having been with Tanji all morning, and although she was now idle, she could not be without anything, and she had things to attend to in the afternoon.

The servant packed everything up, and Don Ji put away the finished papers, put them in the study, and then went back to the master bedroom.

"Tell Monica, take a shower, get ready, and take her out later." Tanji said to Maniela, who was lying on the bed, and then walked into the bathroom.

Entering the bathroom, taking off her clothes, and just halfway through the rinse, Christine opened the door and entered the bathroom in her pajamas.

Because of Christine's "entanglement", Tang Ji took a shower for half an hour, and when he changed his clothes and appeared in the living room, Monica was ready, a black trench coat, black trousers, black gloves and a fur hat, and Monica, who was tall and had no smile on her face, stood at the door, giving people a cold and quiet feeling.

"Let's go!" Tang Ji, who had changed his shoes, said softly and grabbed Monica's waist with his hand.

Monica took two quick steps forward, as if she didn't want Tang Ji to touch her, first Tang Ji pushed the door and walked out of the residence, in the corridor outside the door, the eight armed men who were sitting or standing cheered up, and all of them came to the door, not the group of people from yesterday, there are three groups of armed soldiers who guard Tang Ji's safety every day, all of them are eight people, and they are changed every eight hours.

Leaving the apartment building, everyone boarded the mine-protected car, Don Ji sat on the left side of the back row, Monica sat on the right, and in the middle there was an armed soldier with a gun, who got into the car at Monica's signal.

Escorted by two armed pickup trucks with heavy machine guns on their roofs, the mine van set off on the road and headed for the abandoned toy factory.

Along the way, the armed warrior sitting between Tang Ji and the two looked very nervous, staring ahead without squinting, and did not dare to look at the two people around him, he could feel the strangeness of the atmosphere, and they had been ordered not to reveal Tang Ji's whereabouts to anyone, including the women and friends who were with Tang Ji.

Now that Don Quy was taking Monica to the toy factory, he could already imagine what was happening, and instead of two people, two powder kegs were sitting next to him.

In just five or six minutes, the normal lightning protection truck drove into the toy factory and stopped in front of the gate of the second row of factories.

Monica looked out, her face still gloomy.