Qinghe knew that Wei Huan must not be in a good mood at the moment, so he asked tentatively, "Are you still going? Or should you go back to the Demon Realm first?"

Wei Huan shook his head, "I won't go back. I can never stop what he has decided."

He turned off the screen and looked indifferent, "Even if he doesn't go now, Yun Ting will use all means to get him to join the government army before the election." After saying that, he turned his head and looked out the window at the gray sky.

Qinghe thought for a while and then said, "Do you really want to join Rebel? Now Yun Yongzhou is a member of the Demon Realm Federal Government Army. At this juncture, do you really want to enter the opposite camp with him?"

What Wei Huan is concerned about is, "Is it so easy to join?"

"If it's you, there should be no problem. I will tell Yusheng." Qinghe turned the steering wheel and came to an abandoned building. It suddenly started raining outside. The rain mixed with the turbid air in the dark area, making the atmosphere tense.

They got even more stalemate. They got out of the car. These buildings all looked the same. Qinghe led him to one of them. Wei Huan could feel a transparent barrier, but he couldn't feel the evil spirit.

"What kind of barrier is this?"

Qinghe turned his head in confusion and asked, "Boundary? Is there a boundary here?"

Wei Huan said nothing. He almost forgot that Qinghe was a human being.

"There is a barrier." Wei Huan reached out and touched it. The strange thing was that the barrier did not exclude him. These evil spirits were fluid and as transparent as water, but the type of evil spirits could not be felt.

"Let's go in first." Qinghe led him into the building. The light inside was very dark. Wei Huan vaguely heard the electronic sound. It was very subtle but the frequency was not low. "What is this sound?"

"The ears are really good." He walked through an empty hall and came to a wall. "This is our system. It performs dual identification on people who come in. Both the face and the tissue chip can be scanned. If it is not rebel, it will

If an alarm occurs, the clearing function will be directly executed if there are a large number of them.”

Wei Huan saw him stop in front of a fire glass cabinet on one wall, and touched it with the palm of his right hand. A virtual screen suddenly appeared on the glass, and a black mark appeared after a moment. He had seen it on the clothes of the organization members last time.

The pattern resembles a horizontal crescent moon with a vertical line dividing it into two.

After the identification was completed, the seemingly smooth and complete wall suddenly recessed inward, and then opened to the right, revealing a metal double door. The door slowly opened, and it turned out to be an elevator.

"This is the headquarters." Qinghe walked in, "Actually, it's a bit similar to 137, both are underground cities."

Wei Huan joked, "Now when I see the dungeon, I feel like I've seen a villain." He pointed to the crescent moon logo next to the button, "What does this mean?"

Qinghe glanced at it and said, "I don't know either. It was there when I came here. I even asked Azu at that time, but he didn't know either."

"Your corporate culture is not good. I don't know what the logo means. I have never even seen the face of the boss." Wei Huan joked, "Maybe she is a tall old lady."

The elevator door opened, and Wei Huan saw the scene inside. It was similar to the scene when Azu took him to see the clone last time, except that there were more high-tech equipment and more people. What surprised Wei Huan was that nearly half of them were

Either half-demon or full-demon.

Qinghe thought of what he just said and said deliberately, "I think I may have seen our boss's face."

Wei Huan paused, "What do you mean?"

Although he asked this question, he was actually a little suspicious in his heart, but he just didn't say it out loud.

"It's just a feeling." Qinghe glanced at Wei Huan, "I think he at least has a certain relationship with you. When I met him, he happened to be reading the news reporting your death, and the 137 Research Institute, although we

The original intention was to find out the mastermind behind the human experiment, but it just so happened that it was related to you. Another point is that every time you are around, Yusheng never shows up." As he walked, Qinghe pushed away a man.

There was a black door, and there were several suites inside, similar to offices. He walked to the innermost room. It was full of computers and various mechanical parts, more than twenty monitors, and there was half an installed machine on the ground as soon as he entered the door.

Legs, almost tripping Wei Huan down.

Wei Huan held onto the wall to steady himself and asked, "Who is the person you guessed? Tell me and see if it is the same as what I thought?"

Qinghe sat down on his swivel chair, tapped his fingers on the virtual keyboard, and all the monitors in the room lit up.

"Su Buyu," he said, "I think there's something wrong with him." After saying that, he looked at Wei Huan, "What do you think?"

Wei Huan sat on his sofa and raised his head, "How should I say..."

He actually had doubts.

Qinghe found a pack of candies from the drawer, tore one open and threw it into his mouth. He typed on the keyboard quickly and said to him, "I'll tell you the truth, you're a little too emotional. Your feelings for Su Buyu

It will affect your judgment of him."

Wei Huan raised his head and glanced at Qing He, then fell down again. He seemed unable to refute this.

He knew better than anyone that there was something wrong with Su Buyu, and he had changed a lot compared to before.

"You know what? If he had been hesitant before, I probably wouldn't have chosen him to take this position." Wei Huan said, "He has a very gentle personality."

"The more meek his personality is, the less you can feel his accumulated emotions, and he may rebel one day. He also has reasons. His status as a half-demon prevents him from getting the respect he deserves from both parties. You know

How many half-demon are there in a no-nonsense zone like the Dark Zone? It’s estimated that there are more than all the cities in Mortal Continent combined.”

What Qinghe said was not something he hadn't thought about.

"If it's him, I think it's a good thing." Wei Huan said, "It's better than other people with ulterior motives."

It was Qinghe's turn to ask, "I just don't understand why he wants to hide his identity? Is it because he is Shanhai's teacher?"

"When you see him next time, just take off his vest."

After the Qinghe operation was completed, he showed it to Wei Huan, "Look." Specially processed numbers and portraits scrolled across the more than 20 monitors. They could only see the number of entries but not the clear portraits.

"This is our team member database. I can tell you directly that the number is beyond your imagination."

Wei Huan found it unbelievable, "What kind of terrible MLM organization are you? How come there are so many of them?"

"You are the MLM." Qinghe said, "I heard from some old team members that there were not so many people in the beginning. At the beginning, it was a cleanup by the federal government in the demon realm, and many persecuted demons had no way to escape.

When we arrived in the dark zone, a small organization appeared. At that time, there was no such thing as a leader. This organization was more like a gangster, committing crimes like burning, killing, and robbing. Later, some people resisted, and there were even half-demon who started fighting in the dark zone.

For a while, it was rumored that Yusheng showed up and beat up the bastards in this organization so that they didn't dare to appear in the dark zone. Later, those who resisted also wanted to follow him."

It's quite legendary. Wei Huan asked, "Is he still a taker? He accepted a violent organization from others and finally managed it like this?"

"As I said, it was rumored. It happened many years ago. Everyone who knew him said that he was very powerful, but no one had ever really seen him. It was said that he didn't want to start an organization at the beginning and refused these people to join.

But he saved many lives along the way, and gradually gained a reputation in the Dark Zone, and everyone wanted to take refuge in him. After all, the Dark Zone at that time was no better than it is now, with corpses everywhere and no one could survive."

The co-author is that everyone wants to find a savior, but this Yusheng is forced to rise to the top, which is too funny.

Wei Huan said, "I feel like he is not such a purposeful person, so your organization is just going to investigate the 137 Research Institute?"

Qinghe shook his head, "Not entirely, each division works differently. When we do this, like those who are ambushing in Fanzhou, we go back to investigate the affairs of the Fanzhou government. There are also those in the Demon Realm, but the ones in the Demon Realm are the least."

"As you can guess, it's already very difficult to ambush you."

After Qinghe finished speaking, he restored the display screen to the way it was monitored before. Each screen monitors different places. Now that demon puppets are overflowing, all they can see are demon puppets fighting. "Now most of the rebels

Everyone is dealing with demon puppets in the dark zone." As he said that, he looked at Wei Huan, "What are you going to do next?"

Wei Huan covered his eyes with the back of his hand and murmured, "Next step... I feel like I am playing a jigsaw puzzle. This picture is too big, but there are not many puzzle pieces in my hand."

Qinghe shrugged, "So are you going to hold these pieces in a daze now?"

Wei Huan curled his lips.

"Yeah, I won't fight anymore." He saw an old tennis ball on the sofa, stretched out his hand to hold it, threw it towards the wall, and then caught it, "because I found that someone seemed to want to piece this puzzle together more than me.

I want to fight even harder." Wei Huan looked at Qing He and threw the ball in his hand at him, "They are not the only ones who know how to use the trick of the mantis to catch the cicada."

Qinghe admired Wei Huan from the bottom of his heart at this time. If it had been him, he would have been unable to sit still at this time, and might have been looking for clues like a headless fly. This guy actually did nothing at all and waited.

The protagonist of this power struggle took the initiative to come to the front of the scene from a dark place where no one was seen.

"But the exorcist still needs to investigate." Wei Huan looked down at the palm of his hand, "This seems to be the most important piece of debris I have."

Find the place where everything belongs, and many things will become clear.

After staying in the dark zone for many days, I thought I could find Mo Tong just by waiting, but unexpectedly he didn't appear in the dark zone at all these days. Qinghe's monitor couldn't see him either. In the previous battle in the ruins, his demonic aura

The resonance seemed to have damaged the communication system of the student ring. I discovered this when I came to the dark zone. Fortunately, there were exoskeleton communicators between their teams. Wei Huan, who regarded himself as a non-staff member of Rebels, helped them clean outside every day.

The demon puppet, with the communication device, did not miss communicating with everyone. Sometimes he would chat with Jingyun while talking.

"Hey, you've been here for so many days, and I haven't seen you contact Yun Yongzhou." Qinghe handed him a can of artificial peach juice, "Do you use telepathy every day?"

"How do you know?" Wei Huan opened his mouth and took a sip. The chemical sugar was too sweet. "He even told you this? I thought he was mute except for me."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, there are times when you are so sad." Qinghe sat next to him. They sat on the rooftop of an abandoned building. Behind them was the slums in the dark area. It was dark or not, and only the last bit of red skylight was left. , it was still raining lightly. He saw Wei Huan pull the hood of his black sweater over his head, feeling an inexplicable punk feeling. Qinghe explained, "I wanted to ask him, but he didn't tell me more than five years ago." In a word. If you don’t believe it, you can ask him telepathically, but I won’t be able to hear him anyway.”

Wei Huan snorted, "I turned that thing off."

"You're not still angry with him, are you?"

Wei Huan took a sip of peach juice and accidentally touched the wound on the corner of his mouth. It was an injury from fighting a demon puppet a few days ago, and it has not healed yet. He took out a band-aid from his pocket, put it on and said, "He first If you don’t tell me, do you know how many times I tried that day, but he just wouldn’t connect. Would you be angry if it were you?"

"Me?" Qinghe looked at the sinking sky, "If I were in the past, I would definitely be angry, and I might not speak for a month. Now..." He smiled self-deprecatingly, "Now I can't bear to be angry."

Wei Huan glanced at him, pulled the zipper of his sweatshirt to the top, and lowered his head. His whole figure looked like an autistic banana covered by a huge black garbage bag, with limp stems here.

Qinghe counted in his mind.

Five, four, three...

two.

Wei Huan suddenly raised his head, holding the bottle of pink peach juice in his hand and drank it all.

You know. Qinghe sighed and said to Wei Huan's back as he walked further and further away, "I won't leave the door open for you at night."

"Shut up." Wei Huan didn't turn around, he just gestured his middle finger behind his back.

It was completely dark, and there were heavy guards outside the headquarters building of the Demon Territory Federal Government Army. Wei Huan was wearing a black baseball cap and a hooded sweatshirt. He took out the last lollipop from Qing He's clothes and held it in his mouth. , biting the thin white stick with his teeth.
To be continued...