The rain in the middle of the night turns into snow in the early morning, and it still does not mean to stop until midday.
The damp and cold moisture filled the storage area of ​​Community No. 16, and the people who were drowsy and depressed in their hearts became restless and depressed.
"The truck is coming soon. Take the time to sort it out. Two people will go to open the 021,022 warehouse. After the remaining goods are cleared, they will be piled there for the time being. There are also the private goods you have placed inside, so you can't keep them. The two warehouses will be requisitioned later."
The administrator holding a high-power lighting lamp in one hand and holding a loudspeaker in the other hand stood at the door of the warehouse. The dark green windproof cloak on his body was still somewhat unwoven snowflakes.
After shouting, the administrator twisted his neck and accidentally found that the sign of Wu's Group on his chest was also covered with snowflakes. He hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it clean, then reached into his pocket and took out the cigarette box. As soon as he pulled out a cigarette, a lighter was handed over to him.
"Uncle, what's the point? It's so urgent"
The young man holding a lighter looked at the workers who were driving machines in the warehouse, shaking his loose cheeks while talking.
As a relative of the administrator, the young man who enjoys the privilege of being a minor privilege has to do every day is to serve the uncle in front of him, even if he is just a warehouse administrator.
"I know that the sudden order came, such as the goods transferred from the No. 30 community, did not show the type of goods, but the superior sent a call in person, asking me to cooperate unconditionally with the people who came with the goods later."
The administrator was also full of doubts at this time. The warehouse of Wu's Group was concentrated in a large storage area on the No. 16 community, which was used to store finished airboats and materials for various aircraft. In his impression, the warehouse of Community No. 30 seemed to be used to store outdated and unsold airboats. Who knew that today not only would a few batches of goods be transferred, but also would allow the boss to personally contact him important goods.
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In the gap between speaking, a harsh whistle sound came from outside.
The extremely bright high beam in front of the car shone straight at the door of the warehouse, covering the administrator and his nephew.
"Damn, do these guys understand the rules?"
The young man whose eyes were shook by the strong light frowned and was about to start scolding.
"Calm down, I forgot what I just said"
He patted the young man on the shoulder, and the man narrowed his eyes and walked out.
After more than ten years in this industry, the truck driver dared to honk the whistle directly before entering the warehouse and flaunt the high beam to attract attention, either an outsider or a background, or there was a brain problem. Combined with the telecommunications of his boss just now, it should be the first two possibilities no matter how you think about it.
He trotted near the truck, and when he reached the edge of the cab, he raised his hand to knock on the door and rolled down the window.
The driver was a middle-aged man, looking at him with his eyes down. On the other side, there seemed to be a young man wearing a baseball cap sitting, holding an audition stick in his hand, and vaguely hearing the conversation and intermittent screams.
"There are three cars behind. We need two warehouses to remove all your people. We will take care of them by ourselves and do not allow anyone to approach them, otherwise we will bear the consequences."
Before the administrator could speak, the driver turned his face and glanced over the administrator, his voice a little hoarse.
"No problem, the boss asked me to cooperate with you, so let's be simpler. Just do a warehouse inventory. I have to know what your goods are, otherwise it will not be recorded."
"If you don't count, don't record, you just need to free up the warehouse and stay away from it."
Before the administrator could finish his words, the driver interrupted the rude words, and the dim cab had a cold light in his eyes.
"Yes, I understand, I'll inform the workers later."
The unintentional spine was chilling, and the administrator responded carefully, because of nervousness, unconscious repetition of words with the same meaning.
After working in this industry for so long, he could vaguely guess that the truck should contain some prohibited items, so he was not allowed to count them. The telecommunications from his hair are the best proof.
At the same time, he also knew that it would be safest not to meddle in other people's business, as if he didn't know anything. As for calling the police, he didn't want to lose the job.
Not to mention that Wu's Group is one of the five major consortiums in Qianfan City, even if he goes out to call the police, no one dares to check Wu's warehouse.
"Hey, Wood"
The administrator was about to turn around and leave, and the young man on the secondary seat in the cab exclaimed and stopped his steps. He looked back and saw the young man wearing a baseball cap holding the audition stick to show it to the driver, and the screen was facing him.
Because of the distance, he couldn't see the content on the screen very clearly, so he could only vaguely identify the icon in the upper right corner, like the program his wife likes to watch.
His wife is a devout believer and is keen on watching religious shows, but now there are actually young people who like to watch this
"What are you looking at?"
Just as the warehouse administrator was stunned, the driver suddenly turned his head and asked.
"Sorry, I thought that friend asked me, I'll arrange for you to enter the warehouse now."
He withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked away quickly, and the gaze behind him that stinged like a needle made him dare not stay for even a second.
"Wood, is the thing in this guy's hand true or false"
Compared to the administrator who left, the young man in the passenger seat was obviously more concerned about the weird things in the video.
"I think the demonstration just now is enough to make everyone believe that this gossip mirror is not an ordinary thing. It is a holy weapon I accidentally found. This is the revelation of the gods to me. There is an existence guiding me to help the awakened ones. I will become a genius of gods on earth. I will spread the gospel of the great existence in this suffering world. Do you still remember the spatial fluctuations that occurred in the No. 1 community yesterday at dusk? I think that is also a miracle, or the revelation given by the gods to this world. Mortals cannot reveal the meaning, but I will be extraordinary."
At the interview program in the video, a man next to him who showed his name with a virtual cursor with a virtual cursor was holding a gossip mirror, and the mirror was still filled with black and purple mist that had not completely dissipated.
The palms holding the audio-visual stick suddenly tightened, and the expressions of the two people in the driver's seat were extremely ugly.
"The ant born in the sewage and silt is actually trying to tell God that the mission here is over, and I will definitely kill him."
A punch hit the inside of the car door, and a creaking sound came out, and the young man under the baseball cap was full of murderous aura
"Drag the progress bar back, I want to see what he did just now."
The driver was much more calm than the irritable young man, and he said with a look at Fisher, who was talking in the video.
Moving the progress bar to five minutes ago, there was a slender girl in front of Feishe. Her pale face and tired expression were not as fake. She collapsed on the sofa, muttering something constantly in her mouth. Occasionally, when the camera was closer, you could see the black patches between her neck.
He can't be familiar with this image anymore
Then Fisher took out the gossip mirror and explained the plausible religious theories while approaching the girl.
The next second, black and purple mist poured out from all over the girl's body and gradually gathered on the mirror of the gossip mirror. After that, the girl's condition improved significantly. She sat up from the chair and said a few words of thanks.
It wasn't enough to read it once, and the driver dragged the progress bar back a few times, looking back and forth at Fisher's technique and the gossip mirror. He thought he could see through the other party's technique, holographic projection, or other magical methods that were not allowed to be on the table.
However, no matter how he analyzed it, he could not find any flaws.
Finally stay on a certain frame.
At this time, the picture happened to capture the girl's side face, and the driver reached out to enlarge the picture with two fingers.
"Do you remember the woman in the photos of the remnants of the Thorn Sect sent by the organization?"
"It's not her. I've seen that photo a few times. Apart from the similar figure, this person has a completely different face, even if he had plastic surgery, he wouldn't be able to recover to this look in such a short time."
The young man realized the meaning of his companion's words, took out his mobile phone and opened the photos in the album, and compared them again. Indeed, except for the similarity of his back, the rest could not be matched. After pausing for a few seconds, he saw that his companion did not speak, and then continued,
"When the matter here is over, we will take a trip and bring that gossip mirror."
In his opinion, it doesn’t take much effort to deal with a charlatan. It only takes a trip to his house and spend a few minutes to get things clear.
"The woman appears in the video meets all the characteristics of the infected person. If this gossip mirror is a real person, it can indeed absorb the energy in her body for extraordinary times and does not allow any private action. You must contact the adult, send the video, and he will decide what to do next."
Unlike the young man in the co-pilot, he had seen the priest show his methods, and the surging black and purple energy made him feel familiar.
At this critical moment, he didn't dare to take the initiative and threw the audition stick back to the young man, signaling the latter to call the phone.
The driver restarted the truck and drove to the warehouse where the passable signal lights had been emitted.
In the face of such unexpected events, reporting is undoubtedly the safest way.
yes.
Chapter completed!