In the early hours of the morning on the outskirts, cars were parked outside the gates of abandoned factories.

"Ahead to the station, abandoned factory, I wish you a pleasant journey, Mr. Duan."

Inside the car, the paper spirit in Duan Qiang's body said teasingly.

Along the way, although the two of them had their own ghosts, Duan Qiang had to admit that this person who didn't know his roots had a strange "atmosphere".

When it is cold, it makes people feel that there is no room for it, and the only person can live ruthlessly.

Usually, he will feel that he is a good chat partner, and he can always control the pace of the conversation, if he wants to.

It's a weird one.

It seems to be full of contradictions.

"I think it's going to be a pleasure. Duan Qiang, who looked at the factory gate through the windshield, came back to his senses from various thoughts and said with a smile.

Duan Qiang led the left-hand paper people who maintained his mobility in his body, and entered the factory alone.

The mobile phone had been damaged in the previous "car accident", he looked at the dark interior, thought for a while, raised the remaining hand, and drew staggered traces in the air, and then turned his palm upward, which emitted a faint pale yellow light to illuminate the neighborhood.

With the light source and walking into the field, he suddenly moved his throat slightly, and said in a voice:

"A general technique called 'Ningguang', which is very easy to learn."

Obviously, he was speaking to the paper figure in his body, that is, the Zuo Dao deity.

But in exchange for a long silence.

In the silent passage, only the sound of Duan Qiang's footsteps and the glimmer of light in his hand could only feel that the paper figure in his body was maintaining his body functions at this time, but he could never be sure where it was.

From the moment he got out of the car, Zuo Dao seemed to fall into radio silence, and a wordless pressure was wrapped around Duan Qiang's heart.

When his life is all tied to an unknown, it's okay to talk and laugh, and there is communication and communication that can still resolve some negative feelings, but when the other party suddenly disappears, it begins.

It's like being surrounded by insects in total darkness, and it makes people nervous, like claustrophobia.

Obviously, the temptation in Duan Qiang's speech failed.

And it also adds a lot of pressure to myself, in turn.

In the previous conversation in the car, Duan Qiang relied on the dialogue to get an ambiguous and vague response from Zuo Dao that might be in the status of the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau.

Then he wanted to see Zuo Dao's reaction through the internal routine of a comprehensive bureau, but unfortunately he didn't succeed.

Duan Qiang, who had a little regret in his heart, could only beat his spirits and speed up his pace to the roof of the abandoned factory with his heart in mind.

There, it was the place where the captain gave him, and he didn't know what it would be, and he didn't even dare to think about it.

......

Hotel.

Zuo Dao was cross-legged on the bed, and was typing a slightly rusty report to the terminal, and as the last line was completed, he clicked send at a lightning speed, exhaled, and suddenly felt relaxed.

Whether it is objective or subjective, he is not very proficient in this thing, he has been an undercover agent for so many years, and he has no chance and does not dare to make random reports when he is a little person, more of a brief conversation, and when he comes out, it is someone else who reports to him.

However, when I look back on my report, I always feel that my conscience is a little vague, almost non-existent.

Lies are repeated.

Not long after, the internal terminal shook slightly, and the left channel opened the unread message, which was the read approval of the report, and the signatory was Zang.

"That's it?" Zuo Dao touched his chin and couldn't help but wonder, it was too simple.

didn't wait to think about it, a phone call came, and the caller was Zang Cry.

"It's me, Zang."

"Hello team leader."

"Long story short, you reported that there was no fighting, just that you were coerced into handing over the goods that had already been traded, and then left, right?"

Zuo Dao quickly went through today's events, and after confirming that there were no flaws, he said, "Yes." ”

"I know, I'll continue to submit this report to you, and if anyone comes to you, I'll insist on saying so."

"Roger." Zuo Dao responded, touching his chin and tasting the meaning of the words.

"There is a place where I will modify it for you, and what you lost is not 2.4 million Huayu coins."

Zuo Dao was stunned for a moment: "That's?" ”

Zang on the other end of the phone laughed: "3 million." ”

Zuo Dao raised his eyebrows, and made a few deep groans, as if struggling before saying:

"That's the one who listens to the team leader."

"That's it, you have a good rest today, and you don't go out and around much lately."

The phone hung up, Zuo Dao played with the phone, recalled the content, and the first reaction was.

- Someone is trying to harm me!

Zang's sentence, if someone finds himself to insist on the content of the report, it can no longer be called a hint, but an explicit.

As for the change in "lost money"...

"Even if we want everyone to share the profit together, then this is too little..."Zuo Dao thought to himself.

It's hard to say that it's not super doubled.

At this moment, the paper man possessed in Duan Qiang's body simultaneously transmitted a conversation and perception.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Zuo Daoxia tilted his head slightly, as if listening, smiling.

Clichés or something, basically don't work on yourself.

The exchange of words does not have to be exchanged, sometimes the attitude or atmosphere is the main factor.

The reason why Zuo Dao entered the factory from Duan Qiang's side and began to be silent was that he entered a state of daily caution.

The second is... I was so busy writing reports that I didn't have time to deal with him.

This kind of work can only be said to be incidental.

Zuo Dao stretched, feeling Duan Qiang's actions through the picture transmitted by the paper spirit in his mind, and on the other hand, after thinking about some "humanities and history" that Duan Qiang gave himself in the car today, he now needs to change the situation response plan.

"Originally, I was worried that if the power of the world's cultivation system was born too much in my body, I might be out of step with this world, and once it was found that it was too different, the people of this world would not be stupid, and they would always have doubts.

"Especially the frequent occurrence of 'mystery' in this world, if the other party accidentally suspects that I am loved by some kind of being, it is also troublesome to explain, and it will cause many obstacles out of thin air, instead of starting to practice in a hurry, it is not helpful to change from LV0 to LV1, it is better to keep the body as tabula rasa as possible, to try to study the cultivation system of this world.

"But from Duan Qiang's intelligence, I know it myself through the internal affairs bureau in the follow-up, as he said, which means that at least a certain level of cadres are in a state of "self-reliance".

"Then I will slowly get some special abilities or strength through crawling and rolling, and I will be able to say that it is in the past, as long as I can pass the internal inspection of the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau and confirm that it is harmless."

Zuo Dao thought about it and nodded slightly, and then began to think about where to start.

"At this stage, it is very helpful, and I can't change too much in the "practice" for a while, and I can't pray to the gods and the ancestors, after all, they are "lost" with each other...

"The most important thing is to work quickly, not too thin and long-term, I am familiar with this, there are many evil arts and tricks that have similar abilities, but we must also rule out some methods with too many negative states.

In the short term, the soul state of the "former master" has not dissipated for a while, and it will be too much fun to practice indiscriminately and then go crazy. ”

Thinking like this, Zuo Dao's eyes moved, and he thought of a way.

"—devotional?"