Chapter 54 Feng Mu is ready to run away?
Time: April 1, 233 of the New Era, 16:44.
Location: Chengxi Incineration Plant in District 9.
The charred corpse was splattered with grease in the incinerator. Feng Mu took a shovel and turned the corpse back and forth like a stir-fry, so that the meat and bones could be heated more evenly and burned more fully.
“Feng Mu, look over there!”
Wang Jian pointed with his finger to the square "black pillar" falling from the sky in the distance.
Then he read out the notification text message on his mobile phone and said with emotion: "The extremely evil organization sounds really scary. Fortunately, the Investigation Corps and the patrol room have blocked them. Otherwise, I can't imagine them being here. How much damage has been caused in the city."
"By the way, Feng Mu, your father is not there, wouldn't it be very dangerous?" Wang Jianxin was still feeling good and worried about Feng Mu. stand up.
Feng Mu's face was solemn. He was indeed worried about the situation in the "Black Pillar".
It doesn’t matter if the courier and the goods are lost, but be sure not to be captured alive and betray the recipient’s information.
Feng Mu still believes that he is the contact person of this group of "evil couriers", and the probability of this is increasing with time.
Today, this probability has increased to 50%.
Because all the information he had was in almost perfect agreement with his guess, it was hard for him not to feel guilty.
[Danger, risk of exposure↑↑↑]
If the system can give a prompt, then the above prompt box should pop up like crazy.
Even though Feng Mu had already made some mental preparations, when that day came, he still felt a thick layer of gloom in his heart.
"I'm going to take a day off in the afternoon." Feng Mu put down the shovel and said to Wang Jian.
Wang Jian hesitated and advised: "Don't do anything stupid. The text message said it might be dangerous to get close to that place."
Feng Mu took a deep breath. , for the first time in his life, he thanked Feng Ju from the bottom of his heart for weaving a perfect excuse for him. : "My dad is inside, I have to go there."
Wang Jian couldn't help but said, "Okay, be careful. Oh, by the way, if everything is safe, remember to come to this place for dinner at night. Luo Ji said he wanted to celebrate his first escape from the Hidden Sect.”
Feng Mu nodded, but what he was thinking in his heart was: "I probably won't be able to eat this meal. I have to run away, and I'm afraid Luo Ji won't be able to come."
After leaving the incineration plant, the ghost The lingering sense of voyeurism came again.
“You have to deal with the tail behind you before you run away.”
Feng Mu frowned, turned his head and glanced at the "Black Pillar", turned the bike's head, went in the opposite direction, and drove quickly towards home. .
In the darkness, dark-faced No. 2 stared at Feng Mu's back, and also looked back at the "Black Pillar", with a rare hesitation in his emotionless eyes.
"The black core always comes first." He murmured in a low voice and continued to follow Feng Mu secretly.
The target missed work early today and his behavior is very suspicious. Could it be that he is going to make a deal with the cripple?
40 minutes later.
Feng Mu returned home by bicycle, but Wang Xiuli was not at home. He guessed that the latter really went out to the vicinity of the "Black Pillar" as soon as she received the text message notification.
Feng Mu walked into the bedroom and took out all the black cores from the drawer.
Then, he took a tube of blood with a syringe and injected his own blood into the cracks of each black core one by one.
Most of the blood was flowing on the surface. Feng Mu wiped it off with paper, but some blood beads remained hanging on the inner wall of the gap.
"Sure enough, the black core can also be used as a container to hold blood. Except that the capacity is a little lower, there is nothing wrong with it."
Feng Mu carefully wiped the surface again, and then put it all into a portable bag, put on the satchel again, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ma Bin. The content of the message was just one, urging Ma Bin to deliver what he wanted to a certain place immediately. If it was not late, the agreement would be invalid, and he would inform Boss Zheng.
And Ma Wei was specially appointed to deliver the things alone.
Ma Bin's side was at the most critical time for "committing rebellion" and could not tolerate any changes.
When Ma Bin received the text message, he was in an underground garage of an abandoned unfinished building. Ma Wei was standing with him, in front of 49 kidnapped people or corpses.
The corpses were stacked in one place, very quiet.
The living people were gagged, their hands and feet were tied, and they huddled against the wall, trembling and waiting for their unknown fate.
Luo Ji was among them. His forehead and corners of his mouth were swollen. He was one of the few people in the group who was kidnapped and was captured without restraint. Therefore, he was inevitably beaten and looked particularly miserable.
Ma Bin showed the contents of his mobile phone to Ma Wei and said without any hint of emotion or anger: "It seems that this cripple still doesn't fully trust me. He insists on collecting payment before doing work to prevent me from defaulting on the debt." Ah."
Ma Wei remained silent. One was his exposed boss, and the other was the new boss who was about to take over. With his emotional intelligence, he didn't know how to answer the question.
Fortunately, Ma Bin didn't embarrass him, or the timing of this text message made him lose his temper.
He took out the car keys from his pocket, threw them to Ma Wei and said: "Since he designated you to go alone, then please make another hard trip. The things are in the trunk."
Obviously, Ma Bin also anticipated this scene in advance and was prepared for it.
Ma Wei took the car keys and drove away. After driving a short distance away from the unfinished building, he parked the car, opened the trunk, and carefully checked the contents of the two suitcases again.
After confirming that the suitcase was not empty and the contents inside were not fake, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in the car.
"The unfinished building that Brother Bin chose is so out of the way. I was in the underground garage just now and there was no signal at all on my mobile phone."
Ma Wei rolled down the window and dialed. The boss’s mobile number.
Recently, I have only been texting with the boss and haven't spoken to him for a long time. Ma Wei is feeling strangely excited. He has too many words in his stomach that he wants to talk about.
Half a minute later.
The brief call was hung up.
Ma Wei felt a little depressed. The boss had no time to talk nonsense with him and only explained two things.
One is to deliver the things to the location and hide them; the other is to send a message to his mobile phone an hour later.
Ma Wei couldn't guess what the boss was planning, but he would obey and execute it meticulously.
…….
Feng Mu hung up the phone, thought for a while, and changed Ma Wei’s number note to [Cripple Weird].
Go out and go downstairs.
Feng Mu did not ride a bicycle, but walked a long distance and turned into a remote dead end.
This alley was very remote and rarely visited by people, but he was quite familiar with it because he had buried Zheng Hang's belongings and shoes under the wall.
Swarthy No. 2, hidden in a corner outside the dead end, his body almost blends into the shadow in the corner.
The value of the detector in the pocket exceeded 1,000, indicating that the target was carrying a large number of black cores at the moment. From this, it is not difficult to infer that the target should have come here to trade black cores according to the instructions of [Cripple Weird].
Is the real target about to show up? !
Swarthy No. 2 put one hand in his trouser pocket and pinched a wooden stick covered with ant corpses. A hint of excitement appeared on his dull expression...
(End of this chapter)