As Moose walked, he observed the surrounding environment.
Based on his years of experience in intelligence work.
This should be an abandoned electronics processing factory.
Along the way, he saw more than once that there were transparent sheets on the ground that looked like stickers.
This is what's inside the phone.
'Electronics Factory? Are there some assembly lines here? It’s not a place where you can make any black technology, or did they transport the equipment themselves and they just borrowed the venue? '
Moose was a little unsure as to what this place was used for.
You'd say it's a stronghold.
Isn't Song Jie's underground bar convenient?
After all, Musi is also a colleague of Song Jie and a boss of the same level.
It’s easy to tell from the bar layout, elevators and parking lot.
The speakeasy is not the lowest level, there must be one or two floors below.
Use a place like this as a base.
Not only do you have fine wine and delicious food to solve your eating and drinking problems, but if you encounter any trouble or have something urgent to do, you can also take the elevator directly to the parking lot.
Where could it not be more comfortable than an abandoned factory like this?
As for concealment.
Song Jie didn't tell me, except for the insiders, who knew there was a cave under the underground bar?
If there is anything bad about Song Jie's base, it is that it is located in an urban area.
They who are engaged in intelligence work come and go without attracting much attention.
But some special industries are different.
'Is this a fraud business? It's unlikely...'
Moose couldn't figure out what this place was for.
With the hermit's attitude of treating money like dirt, it is impossible for people like them to be short of money.
Therefore, black industries can be excluded.
Since it is not an industry for profit, all possibilities have been ruled out and it can only be that.
It’s the villain experiment that appears in every superhero movie.
Apart from this, Moose really couldn't think of any other possibilities.
Janus in front was humming a tune and seemed to be in a good mood.
The hermit kept a secretive attitude toward them.
But Mus did not observe any dissatisfaction from Janus.
On the contrary, the other party is still very happy for the arrival of the hermit.
This complicated relationship gave Moose a headache.
It is clear that there is some connection between the Hermits and the Apostles.
But he had no idea about this complicated relationship.
After all, Moose managed to survive under the guise of a hermit.
Just in case something shows up somewhere.
Let the other party know that he is not actually the hermit's subordinate.
The previous skydiving activities in the stratosphere without parachute bags were definitely inevitable.
In order to be able to hide it better in the future, it was also for the sake of my own life.
Mus decided to test the relationship between the Hermit and the Apostles.
"Well, Mr. Janus, what is the relationship between the Hermit and your Apostle Association?" Musi asked cautiously.
Janus instantly turned his head and stared at Mus: "Why do you ask this?"
"Well, don't you see that I can't contact the hermit now? If I know more about his past, wouldn't I be able to better comply with his wishes and make all preparations for his comeback?"
Moose smiled his signature flattering smile.
"Is it okay for a subordinate to inquire into his boss's privacy at will?"
Janus asked with a half-smile.
Musi looked at the other party's half-crying, half-laughing mask, and said bravely: "It's just that I rarely heard the hermit talk about his past things before. If I knew..."
The wine-red eyes behind the mask stared at Mousse without blinking.
Staring at him until he was all hairy.
Janus said meaningfully: "Well... it's a good idea. It would be great if all my men were as smart as you."
clever? What does it mean.
Did he see that I was not a subordinate of the Hermit? !
No, it must be an illusion, Moose, Moose, don’t scare yourself!
Moose kept comforting himself in his heart.
"No, no, it's not an illusion."
Janus suddenly spoke.
Moose: Huh?
Um? !
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"Yes, it's what you think. I knew from the beginning that you and the Hermit are not actually in a superior-subordinate relationship."
Mousse subconsciously covered his mouth.
"It's useless. Even if you close your mouth, I can still read your inner thoughts."
Janus took out something similar to a pendant from his arms: "Although I don't have mental-related abilities, it doesn't mean that I can't use props."
"How could I, a stranger who has just arrived in Qianhua City, bring you to a place like this that even Song Jie doesn't know about without conducting a review?"
Mus looked at the pendant in Janus's hand, and felt as if ten thousand grass and mud horses were running through him.
What the hell! In addition to teleportation, can you also read minds?
This is too outrageous!
coach! Someone is cheating!
Janus held his stomach and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! You are really interesting! Much more fun than my rigid subordinates!"
After laughing for a while, Janus took off his mask and wiped his tears.
"Huh, I've been helping Gaia recently, and I haven't been this relaxed for a long time. My subordinates are either thinking about backstabbing, plotting rebellion, or scheming around boring human forces every day. It's not interesting at all."
Under the mask...
Well, the moment Janus raised his hand to take off his mask.
Moose immediately covered his eyes with his hands.
Janus walked up to Mus and forcibly removed his palm: "Why are you covering your eyes? You are so interesting, I will not kill you casually."
"No, no, no, I understand the rules! Even if you don't have any ill intentions towards me now, but one day you will find me boring and I will definitely not survive after seeing your true face!"
Moose screamed and squatted on the ground, refusing to open his eyes.
"You are really honest in what you say. Unlike my subordinates who are scared to death every day, one or two of them, but they still have to look loyal."
Janus put on his mask again and exclaimed: "Okay, I'll count to three and open your eyes quickly. If you don't, I'll kill you."
"three……"
As soon as Janus spoke, Mus immediately stood up straight.
"You are really decisive." Janus couldn't help but sigh.
Musi smiled sarcastically and did not answer.
"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Janus asked.
"…because of the hermit?"
Apart from this, Moose really couldn't think of any other reason.
However, didn’t he already know that he and the hermit were not in a superior-subordinate relationship? How come...
"Because the Hermits are our family."
Janus suddenly spoke, which startled Mousse again. He really couldn't adapt to this form of conversation where he could "communicate" without opening his mouth.
"Although I have never met him, I actually envy him. After all, he can be carefree and do what he wants freely, while I have to help Gaia."
Speaking of this, Janus sighed a little sadly.
family? Could the hermit be his brother or something...
"Don't use human blood relationships to define us apostles."
Janus sneered: "As long as the hermit is an apostle, then he is our family, no matter what he wants to do, as long as it does not harm other apostles, we will support it.
The bond that binds us is spirit and will, not the disgusting blood of humanity. "
Mus was shocked by the aura of Janus.
He tried his best to restrain himself from random thoughts, so as not to anger the lunatic in front of him.
"It's just that the Hermit was influenced by the Countermeasures Bureau and humans, and developed some kind of cognitive bias towards our Apostolic Association, and refused to contact us."
Janus pointed at Mus and said: "Although you and the Hermit only have a cooperative relationship, in our opinion, your relationship with him is better than imagined.
After all, you are the only one who has had long-term communication with the hermit until now. "
So I'm just bait to lure the hermits into taking the bait?
"Yes, this is the meaning of your existence. If you die, I will not be able to explain to the hermit."
Janus looked at Mus, pondered for a while and suddenly said: "Stretch out your hand."
Moose had no choice but to do so.
Janus grabbed his left hand, and a burning sensation came from his palm.
Musi gritted his teeth and endured the pain like a torture without saying a word.
"Okay, let this thing be my greeting gift. I don't have much use for it, but it is still quite useful for you ordinary people."
Janus released his palm, turned around and continued walking forward.
Mouth, who was sweating profusely, gasped softly and looked at his palms.
A pendant with the same light red mark as Janus's appeared in the center of his palm.
"I turned the strange object I just used to read minds into a brand and engraved it on the palm of your hand. From now on, as long as you focus your consciousness on the mark, you can read the minds of ordinary people."
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"Yes, it's what you think. I knew from the beginning that you and the Hermit are not actually in a superior-subordinate relationship."
Mousse subconsciously covered his mouth.
"It's useless. Even if you close your mouth, I can still read your inner thoughts."
Janus took out something similar to a pendant from his arms: "Although I don't have mental-related abilities, it doesn't mean that I can't use props."
"How could I, a stranger who has just arrived in Qianhua City, bring you to a place like this that even Song Jie doesn't know about without conducting a review?"
Mus looked at the pendant in Janus's hand, and felt as if ten thousand grass and mud horses were running through him.
What the hell! In addition to teleportation, can you also read minds?
This is too outrageous!
coach! Someone is cheating!
Janus held his stomach and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! You are really interesting! Much more fun than my rigid subordinates!"
After laughing for a while, Janus took off his mask and wiped his tears.
"Huh, I've been helping Gaia recently, and I haven't been this relaxed for a long time. My subordinates are either thinking about backstabbing, plotting rebellion, or scheming around boring human forces every day. It's not interesting at all."
Under the mask...
Well, the moment Janus raised his hand to take off his mask.
Moose immediately covered his eyes with his hands.
Janus walked up to Mus and forcibly removed his palm: "Why are you covering your eyes? You are so interesting, I will not kill you casually."
"No, no, no, I understand the rules! Even if you don't have any ill intentions towards me now, but one day you will find me boring and I will definitely not survive after seeing your true face!"
Moose screamed and squatted on the ground, refusing to open his eyes.
"You are really honest in what you say. Unlike my subordinates who are scared to death every day, one or two of them, but they still have to look loyal."
Janus put on his mask again and exclaimed: "Okay, I'll count to three and open your eyes quickly. If you don't, I'll kill you."
"three……"
As soon as Janus spoke, Mus immediately stood up straight.
"You are really decisive." Janus couldn't help but sigh.
Musi smiled sarcastically and did not answer.
"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Janus asked.
"…because of the hermit?"
Apart from this, Moose really couldn't think of any other reason.
However, didn’t he already know that he and the hermit were not in a superior-subordinate relationship? How come...
"Because the Hermits are our family."
Janus suddenly spoke, which startled Mousse again. He really couldn't adapt to this form of conversation where he could "communicate" without opening his mouth.
"Although I have never met him, I actually envy him. After all, he can be carefree and do what he wants freely, while I have to help Gaia."
Speaking of this, Janus sighed a little sadly.
family? Could the hermit be his brother or something...
"Don't use human blood relationships to define us apostles."
Janus sneered: "As long as the hermit is an apostle, then he is our family, no matter what he wants to do, as long as it does not harm other apostles, we will support it.
The bond that binds us is spirit and will, not the disgusting blood of humanity. "
Mus was shocked by the aura of Janus.
He tried his best to restrain himself from random thoughts, so as not to anger the lunatic in front of him.
"It's just that the Hermit was influenced by the Countermeasures Bureau and humans, and developed some kind of cognitive bias towards our Apostolic Association, and refused to contact us."
Janus pointed at Mus and said: "Although you and the Hermit only have a cooperative relationship, in our opinion, your relationship with him is better than imagined.
After all, you are the only one who has had long-term communication with the hermit until now. "
So I'm just bait to lure the hermits into taking the bait?
"Yes, this is the meaning of your existence. If you die, I will not be able to explain to the hermit."
Janus looked at Mus, pondered for a while and suddenly said: "Stretch out your hand."
Moose had no choice but to do so.
Janus grabbed his left hand, and a burning sensation came from his palm.
Musi gritted his teeth and endured the pain like a torture without saying a word.
"Okay, let this thing be my greeting gift. I don't have much use for it, but it is still quite useful for you ordinary people."
Janus released his palm, turned around and continued walking forward.
Mouth, who was sweating profusely, gasped softly and looked at his palms.
A pendant with the same light red mark as Janus's appeared in the center of his palm.
"I turned the strange object I just used to read minds into a brand and engraved it on the palm of your hand. From now on, as long as you focus your consciousness on the mark, you can read the minds of ordinary people."
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