A team of about thirty people should be divided into a dozen batches, with two or three people in each group.

Each team is responsible for locating one replicator.

The two teams also agreed that whoever arrives first will take action first.

The team formed a circle, and Han Yiming said a few words briefly and ordered: "Stop everyone's mobile phones, pay attention, and enter the town in batches. After each group is in place, send a message to the group that group x is in place."

"Xiao Jiang, let's take the lead as a team. Is there any problem?" Han Yiming asked with a smile.

He still has some understanding of Jiang Yue's strength.

After several battles with the Year Eater and the Replicator, Jiang Yue's skills left a deep impression on Han Yiming.

Not only that, Jiang Yue killed the evil spirit named Su and the evil spirit at the other end of the apartment that sucked flesh, blood and internal organs. Jiang Yue relied on his strength to kill them.

This undoubtedly casts a layer of mystery over Jiang Yue.

Being paired with Jiang Yue, Lao Han felt that he actually took advantage.

Jiang Yue would naturally have no objections.

After walking on a dirt road in the countryside, they passed a farmhouse and walked onto a bridge.

This is an old-fashioned arch bridge, which must be a hundred or two hundred years old. The railings on both sides are mottled and peeled off in many places.

The paint on the street lamps on the bridge has also peeled off in pieces, just like an old man whose body is covered with traces of corrosion from time.

Because it is an old bridge, the bridge deck is not wide, but it is extremely clean.

It is so clean that not a single fallen leaf or piece of garbage can be seen.

It was probably midday in ancient times. When the two of them were crossing the bridge, the bridge was completely empty. There was no pedestrian or vehicle.

It was so deserted that it was a bit unreal.

"Xiao Jiang, is the town always so deserted?" Han Yiming's professional instinct felt that something was a little abnormal.

"The town wasn't originally lively, but it wasn't deserted like this." Although Jiang Yue didn't come to the town many times, he still had some impressions.

On market days, the bridge is very lively. Mountain people from all villages and villages will carry all kinds of mountain goods to go to the market.

The sidewalks on both sides of the bridge will be crowded with various stalls, selling all kinds of mountain products, aquatic products, utensils, specialties, snacks, etc...

Of course, those are memories from many years ago. Jiang Yue came to the town less often in these years and rarely went this way, so he couldn't give an authoritative explanation.

However, there was no one around, which was obviously a bit strange.

However, their doubts were quickly dispelled.

Just after crossing the bridge, there were several houses.

At the door of one of the houses, a middle-aged man was wiping a 70% to 80% new motorcycle.

In the family next door, an old man was sitting in the courtyard, holding a bamboo pole knife in his hand and cutting bamboo attentively, apparently preparing to weave some bamboo products.

This kind of craftsmanship is basically invisible in Star City.

Only this kind of quaint town retains these features.

Walking further inside, gradually approaching the central area of ​​the town, the smoke of fireworks seemed to increase a little more.

Perhaps it was because it was so early in the afternoon that although most shops on the street were open, there was not much business. There were also very few people wandering around on the street.

In this way, the appearance of Jiang Yue and Lao Han, even though Lao Han was holding a SLR camera in his hand and pretending to be a photographer passing through the town, still seemed a bit abrupt.

Passing by a small shop, Old Han suddenly said: "I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes."

I asked for a pack of 20 Sunflower King. Lao Han didn't scan the QR code and gave me a 50 denomination.

The shopkeeper was an old lady, her face was wrinkled, her hair was at least 90% white, and her movements seemed very slow. She slowly took the money and put it in the drawer.

Old Han waited for a while and couldn't help but remind: "Grandma, I'll give you fifty, you should give me thirty."

"Oh, change..." Grandma nodded awkwardly, opened the drawer containing the money, rummaged around, and searched for a long time, but she couldn't find an accurate number.

"Grandma, forget it if you can't find it. I'll get another pack of Sunflower King. I'll get two lighters for the remaining ten yuan, okay?"

"Hey, okay, okay." Grandma grinned, revealing a few sparse yellow teeth, which made people look a little confused. It was not clear whether she was really confused or fake.

Old Han originally wanted to use the excuse of buying cigarettes to inquire about the situation in the town, but it seemed that there was no hope.

Fortunately, they have a clear division of labor.

Each group has already done their homework on which person to focus on and roughly where they should be.

The target that Lao Han and Jiang Yue were responsible for was not on the main street of the town, but in an alley, but it was not difficult to find.

I have to say that Lao Han's acting skills may not be up to par, but he works very hard. He takes pictures here and there with the camera in his hand, and it looks very much like that.

The alley is paved with bluestone slabs, which has a sense of vicissitudes of time. The wall bases on both sides of the alley, due to insufficient sunlight, are covered with a layer of light green moss, giving the alley a more primitive and worn-out feel.

It's still too quiet.

It was so quiet that it felt like it didn't feel like a town, but like a mountain village that was almost emptied out.

"Three groups are in place!"

"Group 5 is in place!"

"8 groups are in place!"

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Chapter completed!