Chapter 140
The sky was a little dim, and the vehicles stuck in the street almost formed a long queue. Many people had dissatisfaction and anxiety on their faces, but there was no hustle and bustle like at this time in the past.
It was rush hour after get off work, and the capital of tulips was as jam-packed as ever.
It has to be said that human beings have a strong ability to adapt. A few days ago, people were still panicking because of the unrest in some places and did not dare to go out. But after more than a month, the chaos has spread to all parts of the world, and people in the capital city of Yunan have calmed down. Instead, they have started to laugh at themselves and despise people who are panicking in other places online.
To be honest, with the Third Legion and the First Legion successively stationed in Yunan City, there is no safer city in the whole country than this city. Yunan City is also the city with the most intensive and harsh methods to check aliens. Except for aliens who are willing to be guaranteed by humans and have public office, all other aliens are expelled. So now even when the traffic is the most congested, the city looks a bit empty.
But no matter what time, the alien race is like a shadow. When you think it has completely disappeared under the scorching sun, it appears silently from behind you.
Lin Qingsi, who was also stuck in the traffic, rejected Yunxi's suggestion to ask the patrol officers to clear the way for them. He leaned back in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest. Suddenly, he heard Yunxi, who was sitting in the front seat, say in surprise: "Hey? Are there still aliens who dare to come out in broad daylight?"
Because of several riots caused by the aliens, some of the Celestials now hate and fear the aliens and stay away from them; some people hate the aliens to the core and will rush up to beat and insult them as soon as they see them. During this period, the fact that aliens were beaten to death on the streets was no longer news, and even the police were too lazy to deal with such matters.
The driver said: "They have to come out. If they go out, they might get beaten. But if they don't do their job well, they're really dead."
"You know it very well." Yunxi said.
"In fact, there have been a lot of discussions about this online recently, but you and the director are too busy to understand it." The driver muttered, "They are all poor people."
"There must be something hateful about pitiful people. Many Celestials have died at their hands these days." Yun Xi said coldly, "Besides, if they informed us instead, the result would be no different, but we humans would be the ones who would be pitiful."
"I know." The driver laughed. "I was just saying it casually."
While they were talking, Lin Qingsi also opened his eyes and looked out the window.
Two aliens in gray-blue cleaner uniforms got off the garbage truck with their heads bowed and shoulders hunched, and began to sort out the garbage in the street trash cans. One should be a subhuman, at least his facial features and body shape look no different from humans, but he covered his face with a big mask and hat; the other covered his face and neck tightly with a gray ear scarf commonly used by aliens, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, and his clothes were also looser, perhaps because there were some non-human organs hidden under his clothes.
As soon as the two aliens pulled the bulging garbage bags out of the bucket, several men with angry faces walked towards them. The two aliens were stunned for a moment, and suddenly they changed the garbage bags very quickly, then jumped onto the truck very quickly, and ran away before the men ran over. The men cursed and threw the bottles in their hands at the garbage truck, but they didn't even hit the back of the truck.
The three people in the car all saw this scene. Yun Xi chuckled and said, "They knew how to run away. Not bad! These two aliens are really smart."
“Yeah.” The driver sighed, “I saw a video before. The guy didn’t even dare to run after being yelled at. He just stood there shaking. Then he was…”
"If they hadn't been so smart in the situation like Yu Nancheng, they might not be alive today," said Yun Xi.
In the back seat, Lin Qingsi frowned.
His memory has always been excellent. When he saw the two aliens who were only five or six meters away from him, he felt that their figures were somewhat familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.
――Where is it?
Lin Qingsi closed his eyes and recalled.
[It feels like it happened recently... but I didn't see it with my own eyes... Did you see it through some device? It's very familiar, but also very blurry... I probably just glanced at it occasionally... It was during something more important... It left a deep impression...]
He suddenly opened his eyes!
——It’s those two people!
Two people who appeared in a tea shop near the street where Cain was assassinated!
When recalling the specific object, more information was also turned up from memory -
When Cain was assassinated, these two men witnessed everything, and then hurried away when Cain was dead and the street was in chaos. They paid in cash but did not leave any information, including fingerprints, except for a video recording of his face that was not very clear in the surveillance video.
They did not deliberately avoid surveillance, and no corresponding measures were taken afterwards, which means that their presence there must have been accidental. But the strange thing is that when the people from Special 7 Division later investigated all the people who were nearby at the time, they could not find any trace of the two people, nor could they find out their identities.
...Later, when investigating the identities of the two, they found that they were connected to the Speaker Yang Siyu, and speculated that they were Yang Siyu's subordinates. Because it was inconvenient to conflict with Yang Siyu at that time, the investigation of the two came to a temporary end and was not continued. But Lin Qingsi had read the materials at that time and had some impression of them.
- How did Yang Siyu become a garbage collector?
Lin Qingsi squinted his eyes and looked in the direction where the garbage truck was going away, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
The garbage truck circled the street, carrying a lot of garbage and a foul smell, and stopped at the garbage dump outside the city. Mo Gui and the other man jumped out of the car, and then a dark and thin Biman got in and drove away. A Biman child with a thick tail came out from nowhere and silently waved to the two of them, indicating that they should follow him.
The two followed the child, wandering around in the garbage mountain whose stench almost numbed their noses, for more than half an hour before they stopped. The child took them to a dark alley near the garbage mountain, crawled on the ground, and then lifted up a manhole cover with both hands.
You know, in order to prevent the manhole cover from being stolen, these things are made very heavy and fit very tightly to the surrounding manhole wall. Even an adult man would find it difficult to lift it with just his hands, but the child looked very relaxed, as if he was holding a larger pot cover. He stammered in a childish voice, "Go in, adults, to see you."
Lin Lai and Mo Gui looked at each other, feeling somewhat helpless. They had never expected that it would be so difficult to meet the leader of the Glorious Revolutionary Army. No wonder they had been hiding for so long from the pursuit of the National Defense Army. The two even believed that although they had gone through so many twists and turns to meet Mr. Rotstein, they were definitely not at the other party's real base, but at most a peripheral base.
The smell of the sewer must be bad, but their noses were completely numb, so they didn't say anything and followed the child's instructions to get down from the well. Fortunately, the environment below was not as bad as they imagined, with only a thin layer of sewage that made a "smacking" sound when they stepped on it.
Ugh...it's still disgusting!
Mo Gui felt like vomiting, but thinking that the mission might fail because of his vomiting, and even both of their lives might be lost here, he still held back his anger.
With the help of a dim light, Mo Gui glanced at Lin Lai with some worry.
He thought that Lin Lai, a very particular young man, might have a hard time in this environment, but when he turned around , he found that Lin Lai did not show any discomfort. Although he could only see Lin Lai's eyes now, he could see that there was no disgust or tolerance in his eyes, only a faint sadness and nostalgia.
Lin Lai noticed his gaze and turned to look at him. His eyes curved slightly, as if he was smiling, but there seemed to be tears in his eyes.
Mo Gui was stunned.
The manhole cover above my head fell down with a clang, and the surroundings were pitch black for a moment, but then they became bright again.
A man in a gray robe carrying a dirty oil lamp came out from the corner. He raised the lamp in his hand, illuminating the faces of the two men, but hiding himself in the shadows.
"Black fish, black fish?"
The man spoke in a hoarse voice, with a unique curled sound that many alien races produce when speaking human languages due to the different structure of their vocal organs.
Black Fish and Black Fish were the names of Mo Gui and his partner in this undercover operation. These two identities had been kept by the special department for a long time. On the surface, they were now black market traders with great means and could even get some rare goods.
"It's us." Mo Gui said in an accent very similar to his.
"Show me your proof." the man continued.
Mo Gui and the others had long known that "show me your proof" was the opening remark usually said by two strangers of different races when they met. It did not mean that they wanted to see the other party's identity card or some token of trust, but rather the other party's proof that they were "also of a different race".
Only when we have proven ourselves to each other can we become compatriots who can be trusted - that's probably what it means.
So Mo Gui took off his hat and mask, revealing his vertical pupils that couldn't be disguised even with contact lenses. Lin Lai took off his scarf and opened his collar, letting the other party see the scales on his body.
"We want to see your proof too," said Lin Lai.
The man said nothing more and slowly moved the oil lamp towards his face.
There are two round brown eyes on the flat face. Where the nose and mouth should be is a sharp bird beak, and fine feathers are scattered all over the face.
This is a bison that evolved from birds.
