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"I don't know. It didn't appear when the proposal was in progress, but according to the previous mission report, it should be a negative manifestation of 'fear'. In short, it is definitely not a good kind. If he makes any noise, we can find him. There will always be a way!" The little boy muttered.

"Damn..." the man cursed, feeling extremely unwilling and helpless, and then looked at the boy again: "What about you, what do you get from that big eyeball?"

The boy got used to taking out a piece of candy from his pocket: "Through reverse positioning, we have found her hiding place, but there is nothing there, and it seems that I left early!"

"I will definitely leave. We were too impulsive when we pulled her pet out. We should wait."

"It's okay, she is trapped in that body now, unless she wants to rot like that, otherwise, no matter what, she will come back eventually, because the body is in our hands!"

Everyone nodded in unison.

Yes, the materialized body is the only dependence in this world,

So, no matter what, they will always come back.

everything is still under control

The world has gone through many crises, but they all survived in the end.

This time... the same...

……

……

This is an unfinished building on the edge of the city.

On the outer building partitions, the magnificent appearance it should appear in fantasy can still be vaguely discerned.

But in fact, it is just a ruins that occupy a large area.The frame of the building has just been completed, and the whole is in a hollowed-out state. There are no walls. At most, there is a rough load-bearing ground between each floor. There are undug foundations scattered around, and rainwater accumulates after the rain, like a piece of A swamp among the cities.

The procedures were not complete, the developer ran away, and the workers' money could not be blocked, so the building has been shelved like this.

Therefore, it has become the most common gathering place for homeless people.

Recently, a strange face appeared here.

In fact, most of the faces here are strangers, they just came here on different nights, listened to each other's snoring in the dark, and went to make ends meet the next day...

Indifferent, desolate, no one will notice anyone.

That's why she came here.

……

This person is very thin, always wearing a hood, behind her back is a huge travel bag that I don’t know where to pick up, and never leaves her body. She has been hiding in a very inconspicuous corner, does not communicate with others, and does not move much. Even these days, few people saw her go out to beg.

Of course, no one would care about her.

Unless she died here and stinks.Only the first person who couldn't bear it would carry him out and throw him into the deepest foundation pit beside him.

However, everyone felt that this day was coming soon, not only because she hadn't eaten for many days, but also because, when walking past her, she could already smell a rotten smell.

A dying man.

……

It was another rainy day, not much rain, but enough to keep people inside the house and unable to go out.

The same is true for homeless people. If you go out in this kind of weather, you will get nothing but a cold.

So many people are lounging, sleeping, or rummaging through memories that give them satisfaction.

No one noticed, there was a crisp sound from an unknown corner.

……

A man wearing a baseball cap and a boy who looked like a middle school student appeared out of thin air.

The boy seemed to know what he was looking for, and he went straight to the person curled up in the corner...

"Hi, my name is Lin Fan..."

He said lightly, without attracting anyone's attention.

The hood in the corner was slowly raised, revealing a girl's face with bluish black.

"You... finally came..."

She said with a smile, her eyes narrowed, looking very cute...

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Chapter 285 Interlude

No one knows where the Insurgency's headquarters are, not even its members.

They all have their own dwellings.

Like the scantily clad woman who lives in a small town on the edge of Mozambique.

Or a drunk who lives near a small town in Northern Ireland with a hard-to-pronounce name.In fact, if the Foundation wanted to catch him, they could just spend two hours squatting at the nearby winery and they would be able to catch him.

For example, Lin Fan, he lives in a privately built house in the Yellow Coast.

Like a nurse, she lives in a downtown area of ​​Seattle.

Another example is that guy with a baseball cap who never leaves his body. He lives in...he roams around the world, living wherever he likes.

Anyway, except for Amin and the locksmith, all the people live in different places, and Amin and the locksmith are just because their abnormal reactions are too obvious to hide in the crowd, otherwise, they don't want to stay In this gathering place.

Because it's really boring here, there are only a few rooms with unknown functions, a few doors with numbers written on them, a huge computer like a steel tower, and a vast metal open space.

And all the people just took a key, and every time they enter or leave, they can use this key to open a door at will.

......

At this moment, Lin Fan was standing blankly in a room decorated in a medieval European style.

Looking at the mysterious girl who just took off her hood in front of her.

"Is this person... really still alive?"

This was Lin Fan's first thought after seeing the other party.

Her skin should have lost its supply of nutrients long ago, but because of some means, it was still attached to the muscles without necrosis and shedding.Like those corpses soaked in embalming fluid.

And when she took out the bottles and jars containing organs and brains from the travel bag she was carrying on her back, Lin Fan lost control and almost vomited some of his morning meal.