During this quiet moment, a discordant creaking sound suddenly came from the corner...
Mao Jiarui reacted immediately when he heard the sound. The white flashlight beam swept towards the location where the sound came from almost instantly.
It was a low, small iron door, about one-third the size of a normal door.
The moment it was illuminated by the white light, the thing inside the small iron door seemed to sense something, and with a bang, the opened iron door was closed again.
"Holy shit, what is this..."
Mao Zi, who was the first to see this movement, felt goose bumps all over his body and cursed in his mouth.
Yin Ji on the side tightened the steel knife in his hand and assumed a standard posture to challenge.
However, there was no movement after the small iron gate was closed, and the three members of the Secret Assassination Team also stood in the distance, not daring to act rashly.
"Um, boss, the thing in the small door seems to have been scared back by Brother Mao..."
Wu Qi said weakly.
"Let's stick it over and take a look..."
Yin Ji's face was expressionless, and after hearing Wu Qi's words, he just said something lightly.
The three of them quickly approached the open door. After staying at the edge for a while, Yin Ji waved his hand gently, signaling Wu Qi and Mao Jiarui to move back a little.
And he himself stretched forward with one hand and grabbed the handle of the small iron door.
The handle of the small iron door was a common ball-shaped handle. It made a squeaking sound as Yin Ji turned it, but no matter how much he twisted it left or right, he didn't open the door.
"Is it locked from the inside again?"
Yin Ji's rat face instantly darkened, and he couldn't help but increase the force of turning the handle by three points.
Because he was concerned about Yang Xiu's safety, Yin Ji, who had not been going smoothly along the way, also felt a little angry in his heart. When his rationality was temporarily disconnected, he actually had the idea of violently demolishing the door.
Although the foreign genes grafted onto Yin Ji did not increase his strength, as a first-level ability user, Yin Ji's grip strength was much stronger than that of Mao Jiarui.
The spherical door handle was quickly compressed and deformed by Yin Ji's brute force, and the squeaking sound echoed in the underground space like a painful groan.
There was just a squeaking sound, and the door handle made of metal was pulled off by Yin Ji.
"Maozi, Wu Qi, come here and help me open this broken door!"
Not only did Yin Ji pull off the handle, he showed no intention of stopping. Instead, he turned his head sideways and looked at the position where the door lock had fallen off.
The door handle was originally connected to the door lock and was embedded in the small iron door.
Now the spherical handle outside was pulled off by Yin Ji, and part of the lock cylinder was also taken out. A hole was naturally exposed in the door.
Looking inward along the entrance of the cave, one can only see a small patch of darkness and cannot know the full picture inside.
"Boss, do you really want to violently tear down the door? We are not familiar with the environment here. What if..."
Upon hearing Yin Ji's call, Mao Jiarui didn't say anything. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to step forward and break the door.
But Wu Qi on the side was a little worried and whispered to dissuade him.
For a moment, the expressions on the faces of the three members of the Secret Assassination Team were different. Just when Yin Ji turned his head and was about to say something, the same creaking sound of the door opening came again.
However, what opened this time was not the small iron door in front of them, but a wooden door located in the west of the space.
The wooden door looked a little old, and the red paint on the surface was no longer shiny. In serious places, the paint even peeled off, revealing the moldy wood color inside.
Different from the small iron door in front of the three members of the Secret Assassination Team, the size of the wooden door is very normal. If the traces of time on the surface were not too obvious, it might be regarded as an ordinary household door.
In the Maozi flashlight
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Under the illumination of the beam, the wooden door slowly opened, and a "scratching" sound came from it.
"alert!"
Naturally, Yin Ji couldn't care less about what he was talking about at this moment, and immediately issued a warning, signaling Mao Zi and Weapon to prepare for the enemy.
In the nervous sight of the three people, the back of a white hand appeared on the door frame of the wooden door. The delicate skin formed a strong contrast with the wooden door covered with traces of time.
This kind of picture makes people feel that the owner on the back of the hand is very young.
Young as a newborn baby.
"Oh, there are really people who dare to come here who are not afraid of death..."
A faint female voice came from behind the wooden door, echoing in this dark and airtight space, like a female ghost seducing people and demanding their lives.
"Huh? Is he a human?"
The three members of the Dark Assassination Team were obviously startled when they heard this.
It was at this moment that the figure behind the wooden door slowly entered the sight of several people.
The first thing that appeared was a pair of sneakers. The uppers were very new, with only a few less obvious creases, but they looked a bit old because they were covered in dust.
The shoes were too big for my feet, so they were used as slippers.
The previous scratching sound was caused by the friction between the soles and the sand.
Along the net of the sneakers, there are smooth and slender calves. The shorts that reach to the knees completely cover the thighs, and a circle of body is wrapped around the waist as a belt.
Above it is a plaid shirt half stuffed into pants. Under the white light of a flashlight, it generally shows an old-fashioned brown color.
Like the sneakers, the size of the shirt is relatively large, like a sack, completely covering the figure inside.
However, the members of the Dark Assassination Team did not pay attention to what the other party was wearing. The first thing they noticed was the person's short gray-white hair.
He obviously has a face that is young enough to be comparable to that of a baby, but on his head is a head of short gray hair that only appears in old age.
"Who are you……"
Seeing the woman's full figure emerging from behind the door, Yin Ji didn't have any intention of launching an attack. Instead, he narrowed his mouse eyes and asked in a high-pitched voice.
"I should ask you, right... When you come to someone else's territory, you don't introduce yourself first? It's a bit impolite..."
The woman raised her eyebrows, her eyes flashing cunningly under the flashlight beam.
When the woman raised her eyebrows, Wu Qi carefully noticed that the other woman's eyebrows were also grey-white. They had not been able to see clearly because they were covered by the bangs in front of her forehead.
Hearing the woman's rhetorical question, Yin Ji was silent for a moment, quickly glanced at Wu Qi and Mao Jiarui beside him, and whispered.
"It doesn't look like our people, get ready to take action!"
After hearing the captain's order, Wu Qi no longer hesitated and quickly drew out his weapon, ready to kill the opponent at any time.
And Mao Jiarui was even more exaggerated. He reached behind his back with both hands, held the assembled Barrett in front of him, and pointed it at the mysterious woman to the west.
"Hey, why are you so clueless? Okay, okay, I'll ask you another way."
When the woman with short gray hair saw the tense appearance of the Dark Assassination Team, not only was she not afraid at all, but she waved her hand indifferently, as if to signal that the other party did not need to be so nervous.
"Which research station are you an action team? What is the name of the team? Oh, I almost forgot the important slogan, for the great Raponi..."
After asking two questions in succession, the woman pressed her index finger on her lower lip, with a half-smiling expression, and said something that changed the attitude of the backstabbing team.
"Are you from the organization?"
A trace of astonishment flashed across Yin Ji's mouse face, and he stared at the woman in the distance in disbelief.
"No, I am God's most beloved angel, you melon
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Of course I am a member of the organization. Who else do you expect to meet in this damn place? "
The half-smile on the gray-haired woman's face soon turned into a joke, and at the end she greeted Yin Ji's parents unceremoniously.
"You! How do you prove it?"
Yin Ji, who had not expected the situation at all, felt that his brain was short-circuited, and he stayed there for a long time before a sentence came out of his mouth.
"Didn't I say it all, for the sake of the great Raponi! Did your growth hormone secretion become disordered when you were a child? All the nutrients for the development of the brain were transported to the cerebellum?"
The woman spoke in a very sharp tone, almost every sentence was laced with gun and stick, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"But...this doesn't completely prove..."
Wu Qi seemed to feel that something was wrong and reminded him in a low voice.
"Don't whisper, I can hear you. Hurry up and tell yourself. Which research station are you from? What is the name of the team? And why are there only three left? Isn't the standard number of action teams in the organization five people? Look. Your equipment is not complete. Could it be that you encountered some obstacles on the way? Or is it that the organization is almost finished and the plan failed?"
The woman picked her ears impatiently and babbled a lot at a fast pace.
"Well... I think it should be proven now..."
Mao Jiarui glanced at Wu Qi and then turned his attention to Yin Ji.
"To be able to tell so much information about the organization, it seems that it must be someone from the organization..."
Only people in the organization know about the great Raponi. Although the possibility of leakage cannot be ruled out, the woman opposite clearly knows more than this slogan. Coupled with the other party's aggressive attitude, this gives Yin Ji reason to believe the other party's identity. .
"We are the action team of Research Station No. 7, codenamed Dark Assassin."
Slowly putting down the steel knife in his hand, Yin Ji took a step forward and answered the woman's question.
"Research Station No. 7? Isn't there only one Research Station No. 22 in City n?"
Upon hearing Yin Ji's answer, the joke on the woman's face quickly subsided, and soon changed to a suspicious expression.
"We came from City H..."
If Yin Ji had a little doubt about the woman's identity a second ago, now he can be said to completely believe her.
In the organization, only D+ level or above personnel have the authority to know the layout of the organization. The fact that a woman can raise doubts about the existence of Research Station No. 7 means that the other party has certain information in their hands.
Before the Heartbreak Project was implemented, this was most likely an affiliated research station that maintained close contact with Research Station 22.
"Have people from city h come to city n? Is it possible that the person who killed Lao Ke was really convinced by me that the organization's heartbreaking plan failed?"
The woman muttered, adding a few words in Sichuan dialect.
"No, the Heartbreak Plan did not fail. The reason why we were transferred to City N by the organization was because something happened at Research Station No. 7."
Yin Ji spoke slowly. Although mentioning Research Station No. 7 reminded him of some bad things, if he didn't explain clearly now, he and the others would most likely be misunderstood by the woman opposite.
"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anyway. I just need to try my best to complete what the organization has assigned me."
The gray-haired woman seemed to have lost interest in the accident in Yin Ji's mouth, and waved her hand impatiently, indicating that the topic was over.
"Are you here to investigate this place? Hey, I just said that I haven't been able to contact Research Station 22 for a long time. The organization will definitely send someone over. Who asked you to come over? Honglian? Or Qingling?"
The woman's words sounded like an ordinary inquiry, but when they fell on the ears of the three members of the Secret Assassination Team, they were like thunder.
"She didn't even call Guren and Qingling "sir"... Could it be that this woman is a C+ level or above?"
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