In the cab, Master Jin remained true to his gourmet nature and still held the food bag in his hand. This time he changed to folk snacks, which seemed to be donkey meat roasted on fire. Four long and narrow pancakes were stacked on top of each other, including the pancakes and meat, which was delicious.
When the ink flew in, Master Jin just took his mouth. He bit into the oil-stained red meat and yellow cake in one bite. The burned residue was mixed with the meat oil and mixed with his chin and beard. It was really "encouraging".
Seeing this scene, Ronan's senses were very complicated, and he didn't know whether he should hold on or be hungry.
Compared to Master Jin, Peony on the seat behind remained absolutely quiet. She was holding a book and reading it. It was a physical book that is rarely seen nowadays. It was a thin book and was printed very delicately, but it looked like it had been read frequently, and the pages were curled up to show their age.
Ronan sensed it by the way. On the rolled-up cover, it was written "Miaofa Lotus Sutra". He remembered that it was a Buddhist sutra.
This is becoming increasingly rare.
When she was reading, Peony didn't have too many casual and charming postures. She sat upright, lightly picking up the pages of the book with her long fingers, seeming to get up but not get up. The sound of the ink hitting it was loud, and she didn't even raise her head. This was not arrogance, but true concentration.
Ronan felt that world consciousness was full of ridicule: first the Tao Te Ching, then the Lotus Sutra. What happened today? Will someone bring me another Bible later?
After the ink got in, there was no nonsense. The civilian SUV started up, entered the high-speed magnetic track, and followed the signs towards Mancheng. This was to leave the city.
According to the plan, today’s theme is still a meeting, but it is an on-site meeting. Sanzha Security arranged for the entire team to conduct on-site surveys on the penetration of the aberrations and introduce more detailed information.
After the car started, Mudan closed the book and added a bookmark, looking more cherished. Maybe this book means something special to her?
Ronan made guesses about himself and others.
But Mudan was obviously not prepared to discuss Buddhist scriptures or private matters with him. Her eyes moved to the ink, and her eyes drew a charming arc:
"Crow, you almost made Mr. Ink late."
Weird titles and corresponding names can make people who are not familiar with team relationships have their heads explode. Ronan remembered the little discussion about titles yesterday, which was their longest communication segment yesterday.
Perhaps, Peony's "preliminary judgment" largely comes from this?
Ronan was not good at similar analysis, so he simply ignored it and remained silent.
Mudan did take the initiative: "To improve efficiency, we can change the team's action mode. For example, Mr. Mo can always be with me to avoid embarrassing situations caused by various emergencies."
She didn't say what the "embarrassing situations" were, but Ronan could roughly imagine them.
Mudan asked again: "Does Mr. Mo need to recharge?"
Charge? Ronan was stunned for a moment before he realized that Mudan was asking about the "mode of operation" between him and Mo Mo. He did not answer the question directly, but pretended to be:
"If you don't mind, just let it follow for a few days. I'll be online at any time."
Mo Mo also heard that the two were talking about it, and his dark eyes were cast on the slender figure in the back seat without blinking.
"That's great." Mudan didn't seem to hear Ronan's slight malice. She only stretched out her hand and patted the ink-grey thick beak, teasing the giant among the rooks, and then said, "From the information I learned yesterday Look, from Hewu District to the west, all the way to the outside of the main city, it is the key area for target penetration. The environment of the 'recycling layer' is also more complicated. I plan to find a temporary residence in Hewu District and conduct all-weather reconnaissance.
Ronan immediately thought of his little nest in Blue Bay...well, of course he wouldn't contribute.
He did not have Mudan's excellent intelligence analysis ability. If he could not speak, he would try his best to shut up and prepare to speak after on-site inspection.
The civilian SUV shuttled through the early morning traffic. It took about half an hour to pass through the Hewu District and the adjacent Linqiang District. It was equivalent to driving out of the main city of Xia City and heading towards the Sanzha District further west. Calculated according to the normal route, along the Satellite City Expressway, one can reach the outskirts of the wilderness and reach the Sanzha area dozens of kilometers away in one hour, which is no problem at all.
But the actual situation is much more complicated. It is impossible for the aberrations that have infiltrated Xia City to advance along the high-speed route. On the contrary, according to their instinct to seek good luck and avoid disaster, it is more reasonable to avoid main traffic roads with a large flow of people and tight security.
Not long after leaving the main city, the civilian SUV left the main road, landed on all four wheels, and began a bumpy journey. The roads here are as bad as Ronan has ever seen in his life. It was like there had just been an air raid, with craters everywhere.
Lao Jin in the cab also held the steering wheel and switched from automatic driving mode to manual mode. What followed was a yawn, which inevitably made the passengers feel complicated.
Lao Jin, except for the few words he said at the beginning, kept silent most of the time. He just changed his ways to fill his stomach. He was neither cold nor hot, and had a habit of clocking in and getting off work.
As others said, it’s just the driver.
Ronan wants nothing more from a driver. He just wondered what the Xiacheng Municipal Government Department was doing. This was a formal living area. Even the recycling floor he had been to before, the road conditions were much better than here.
On both sides of the road, there is quite a bit of recycling style. Low-rise buildings are scattered here and there, many of which are temporary buildings, but the light and color look quite new. You can still vaguely see children walking on the roadside, laughing and playing.
Ronan recalled the relevant information and was convinced that this place was already on the edge of Sanzha District, which used to be the headquarters of the Xiacheng garrison and had just been relocated not long ago. The year-round military garrison has made the generation difference between this place and modern cities obvious, and traces of relocation can be seen everywhere.
At this time, someone contacted through the bracelet: "Hello, Miss Peony, I am Ertu from Sanzha Security. Please inform me of your location."
This guy named Ertu is an intelligence officer in the Sanzha security action team and is responsible for liaison work. He was responsible for explaining the information at the meeting yesterday. He is also a shrewd person.
Mudan simply turned on location sharing, and Ertu quickly responded: "I saw you."
As soon as he finished speaking, on the side of the road ahead, a large box-type truck parked on the roadside turned on its lights, and its dark body started, signaling Ronan and his group to follow.
With the surrounding environment like this, civilian SUVs are quite suitable. As for the three-gate security, military and police transport vehicles, although they are convenient for transporting equipment and personnel, they are more eye-catching here. When the vehicle is parked on the roadside, it attracts the attention of many people. After it is started, there are even children driving skateboards, cars, etc., following it all the way. It is not only lively but also quite funny.
In this weird atmosphere, the group of people crossed the residential area and drove to a relatively empty area. Large and small vehicles stopped, and there was a high ground not far away on the right. A reservoir was built there, and the vegetation was dense. Although it was already late autumn, from a distance, the dark green color was quite eye-catching.
The cabinet door of the transport compartment opened, and the security personnel from the three gates jumped out. Most of them had equipment in their hands and had to assemble it when they landed. The huge cabinet is completely a modern command center, with various instruments and equipment well-equipped, and at least thirty people working inside.
Intelligence officer Ertu came out of the crowd and walked towards the civilian SUV. Mudan also got out of the car and stretched out her hand to shake his hand briefly: "Mr. Ertu, Director Wu is not here today?"
Ertu originally wanted to report the matter, but Mudan beat him to it, and his momentum unconsciously weakened. The report turned into an explanation: "Dr. Wu attended an impromptu meeting and couldn't get distracted. He asked me to report to Miss Mudan and Mr. Long Qi apologizes."
"Is Long Qi here already?"
"Mr. Long Qi came a little early and said he was going to have a look at the reservoir."
"Really."
Peony looked into the distance and smiled slightly. She was dressed almost the same as yesterday, a slim-fitting hunting suit that best fit her tall figure. But this time she did not tie her hair in a ponytail, but her long hair was tied into a bun, which was held up by a long-brimmed hat. The brim of the hat blocked her too charming eyes, and the falling shadow highlighted her facial contours even more, making her extremely handsome.
The ink that just flew out of the car has undoubtedly become a foil.
"The reservoir is the focus of our detection."
Ertu intelligence officer had too much class yesterday, and he unconsciously had to explain: "The Sanzha area was originally a river. The largest freshwater river around Xia City passed through here and flowed into the sea. It was only during the Third World War that in order to prevent distortion To break through the defenses from the river, the military carried out sabotage projects, causing the river and land to change and the water to dry up. Now a low-lying area has been formed, but the underground water system is still very complex and requires careful observation."
While he was talking here, a six or seven-year-old boy suddenly came up to him and asked, "Are you here to fight against gangs?"
Well, the kids from the ghetto followed all the way and finally arrived. Even though they were young, they could see that the most beautiful people here were the most beautiful, and there were also huge crows, which attracted attention, so they naturally came over to them.
"Gangster?" It seemed that Mudan was more interested in this topic than the history of Sanzha District.
Unfortunately, the reckless boy was dragged away by his companions in the blink of an eye, and he was strictly ordered to stop talking nonsense. Next, these stupid kids were only interested in beautiful women, big cars, and crows. Not only did they crowd around, they also wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.
They started with easy things and then difficult ones. They climbed on the car body to touch the ink on the roof of the car, forcing crows to fly into the air to avoid being maimed by the claws of the devil.
"City kids are rarely this wild."
If there is a profound meaning in Mudan's words, Ertu understands it: "Yes, they should be residents who moved out from the recycling layer. It is said that some naturalized homeless people have also joined in, and the social relations are very complicated. It was also the handover of the military's withdrawal. Oh no, this place has suddenly become a no-nonsense zone, and many people want to take advantage of it."
"Are there many gangs here?" The person asking the question was no longer Mudan, but Long Qi, or rather She Qi, who had returned at some point.
