In the evening, Wen Banling walked out of the bedroom.

Not a single person was seen.

He poured a glass of water and took a sip. Then he glanced around and noticed the books and papers placed on the coffee table. He looked left and right and seemed to be strolling over casually.

Seeing this, I was dumbfounded.

"Ahem."

Wen Banling choked on a mouthful of water.

There was a crack in his expression, he paused, stretched out his hand, and picked up the paper on the coffee table.

Familiar patterns came into view, and Wen Banling's face turned extremely dark.

"Do you still need to fill out a form?"

Mo Qing's voice came from the corridor, mixed with impatience.

After walking a few steps, she said again: "I know, I'm done."

After being warned repeatedly by Huos, Mo Qing hung up the phone a little irritably.

She walked out of the hallway and came to the living room. At this moment, a shadow rushed over and his hands struck directly at her collar.

A fierce look flashed across Mo Qing's brows. Without dodging, he quickly grabbed the man's wrist and squeezed it tightly, causing the other person to gasp in pain.

"Why are you so angry?" Mo Qing frowned and stared at Wen Banling.

Wen Banling struggled and roared at Mo Qing: "Is Goblin here too?!"

"No."

"Where did you get these papers?" Wen Banling's hand was twisted into a convulsive claw by Mo Qing, but the other hand was holding a few pieces of paper and waving it, "You come to the Imperial City to treat illnesses and

The exam is just a cover, this is the main purpose, right?!"

Mo Qing's eyes moved and fell on those papers.

After a pause, she relaxed Wen Banling's wrist and then grabbed the pieces of paper.

"I drew it." Mo Qing glanced at it, held the pieces of paper, shook them, and asked Wen Banling, "Have you seen them?"

"You're still pretending!"

Wen Banling was so angry that his red hair stood on end and almost exploded.

"I said..."

Mo Qing slowly approached Wen Banling.

Wen Banling's steps seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

Finally, Mo Qing stopped in front of Wen Banling and leaned forward slightly. When Wen Banling leaned back in shock, she repeated word for word: "I drew it. Have you seen it?"

Wen Banling swallowed for no reason.

Flustered.

There is a rare sense of oppression in this woman, as if she has been tempered by blood and life and death, with a strong sense of danger and murderous intent.

He was shocked at once.

Pressing his lips tightly, Wen Banling took a breath for a moment and shouted bravely: "What are you doing!"

Mo Qing picked him up by the collar and threatened: "Do you believe that in your home, I can beat you until your parents disown you?"

"..."

Wen Banling was very convinced.

Hold.

He cursed secretly in his heart: Uncle.

With his eyes closed and his heart pounding, Wen Banling shouted: "I've seen it before!"

have to.

I gave in.

Mo Qing loosened his collar.

Then, Mo Qing slowly turned around, walked to the sofa, sat down, folded his right leg on his left knee, leaned back lazily, holding the pile of paper between his fingers.

She said: "Tell me."

Wen Banling straightened his collar and curled his lips: "What did you say?"

Mo Qing's eyes sharpened.

Wen Banling only felt that his kneecaps were weak, but he forced himself to stand up straight, raised his head, and said arrogantly: "Goblin knows, why don't you ask him?"

"Don't ask me to repeat it again." Mo Qing's tone was cold.

There seemed to be a burst of cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Wen Banling shivered and his scalp felt numb.

After a short pause, Wen Banling asked in a confused manner: "Do you know EMO?"

"Um."

"They have a ninth research department, which is responsible for researching various medical devices that are not widely used." Wen Banling said, "Recently, they seem to have obtained a medical device..."

After a pause, Wen Banling stared at the paper in her hand: "It looks exactly the same as the picture on your paper."

"oh?"

Mo Qing narrowed his eyes with interest.

She asked: "You have a wide range of hobbies, and you pay attention to all of them."

"Because I have seen it before, in the former captain's personal manual." Wen Banling added, "In addition, it also belongs to our base's collection list, No. 1021, Medical Instruments."

Mo Qing only compiled 499 of the base’s collection manuals.

She didn't know the items and the subsequent sequence.

As for the collection manual, only the captains of the operations department will be familiar with it all.

Mo Qing thought for a while and asked: "No. 1021, is this your new mission?"

Wen Banling said stiffly: "No, I'm on vacation."

Mo Qing continued to ask: "Then do you want to get it?"

"..."

How could you ask so directly? What would happen if you spoke more tactfully?

"I quite want it." Mo Qing rubbed his chin with his fingers, looking eager to try.

You're thinking shit!

Wen Banling roared in his heart.

"Don't you understand human language? I told you that it is in the Ninth Research Department of EMO!" Wen Banling said angrily, "They who practice Western medicine look down on you traditional Chinese medicine doctors the most. You still want to ask them for it?"

"

Mo Qing said matter-of-factly: "If they don't give it to us, we can steal it."

"..."

Wen Banling was dumbfounded again.

Is this what you, a person who is about to take part in the official employee assessment of the Eighth Base, should say?

Even if you think so, you shouldn't say it!

You act so openly and naturally. If you don’t know, you’d think you were working for justice!

At this moment, the door was opened. Min Chang listened for a while and answered doubtfully: "What are you stealing?"

Mo Qing turned his head, glanced at the door, and said, "You came just in time."

"..."

For some reason, Min Chang suddenly felt that he had come back at the wrong time.

*

An hour later.

"What's your plan?"

After Min Chang read all the information about the instruments in Wen Banling's computer, he suddenly raised his head and asked Wen Banling.

Wen Banling was asked this question and said angrily: "What plan do I have?"

"I even got the address and floor plan of the department. Isn't this called having no plan?" Min Chang pointed out.

"..." Wen Banling turned his head away, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Mo Qing came over carrying a bunch of grapes.
To be continued...