I am your natural enemy

Twenty minutes later, Feng Yao hung up the phone, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"how's it going?"

"Now I know who the network master behind him is, and I'm still wondering why the other party was able to tamper with the surveillance and not be discovered by the people in the Lieyang Department.

Damn it, this is someone from the Lieyang Department!

Those who captured him, and those who helped him escape.

Even giving the wooden armor mask to his people.

They are all from the Lieyang tribe! "

"Uh..." Wen Yan was dumbfounded on the spot. He never expected that it turned out to be the mole among all the staff.

“I took all measures, not only did he wear sound-isolating earmuffs, but I was also absolutely not allowed to approach him until I was sure he was unconscious.

That's it, it still overturned.

Who would have thought that this guy had been making preparations at least half a year ago. He didn't know when or what method he used to contact him, and he quietly brainwashed several field officers from the Lieyang Department, as well as a master from the network department.

He said that he was a secret department within the Lieyang Department, and this operation was actually led by the new minister.

That wooden armor mask is highly poisonous, and ordinary people cannot peel it off No. 51's corpse using ordinary methods. Only those who are not afraid of corpse poison and have absorbed the corpse poison can operate it.

Originally, sealing this thing in the old icehouse and killing it with time was the best result.

But now, he said that the new minister parachuted into Nanwu County and had a very high-priority task, which required wooden armor masks.

But the task of removing the mask was really not easy to do, so it was just a drama. After the twists and turns, the zombies were eliminated, and the wooden armor mask was logically returned to the Lieyang Department. "

"Ah this..." Wen Yan was dumbfounded. It meant that Mo Zhicheng had special abilities. Otherwise, would the team members believe this?

"Those guys still think that they really have this mission. I heard that the minister's face was so dark that he was almost dripping with black water. They are all responsible for this."

"Where's that Mo Zhicheng?"

"It's gone. It disappeared together with the wooden armor mask. No trace can be found."

Wen Yan looked at the jumping corpse in the car, and his eyes looked northwest.

As for Decheng City, in the south, Mo Zhicheng could fly, but he couldn't appear to the northwest of their location in such a short period of time.

Wen Yan pointed at the jumping corpse.

"Let him lead the way."

Feng Yao did not refute this time, nor did he hesitate. He just added.

"He must be burned at daybreak."

Zhang Laoxi sat in the back of the pickup truck, guiding the direction according to the direction of the jumping corpse's head, while Feng Yao drove.

After driving for half an hour and already dozens of kilometers away from Decheng city, Tiao Zhi's head adjusted its direction and looked at a fork in the road.

The vehicle followed the direction pointed by Jumping Corpse and drove further and further away. It was not until it circled around a hill that it was determined that the place pointed by Jumping Corpse was on this mountain.

More than twenty minutes later, next to a small pit, Wen Yan looked at a few human bones exposed inside, and then looked at the jumping corpse looking at it from the bottom of the mountain. Many doubts in his mind seemed to be solved.

"If I guess correctly, this is the real Mo Zhicheng."

"We discovered that Mo Zhicheng had a unique brainwashing ability, so we took it for granted that he only had this ability. We never thought that he might not be Mo Zhicheng at all."

Wen Yan turned around and looked down the mountain. It was just an ordinary hill beside a trail. There was no village in front of it or a shop in the back. Even the place where the body was buried was not even a hundred meters away from the road.

He looked at the jumping corpse looking over here, and he still didn't understand why Mo Zhicheng made it so complicated.

Because he is not the real Mo Zhicheng at all, not the son who jumped into the corpse.

He didn't dare to take anything from the jumping corpse at all.

He may know better than anyone else, and he is sure that he can deceive for a while, but not forever. He cannot brainwash a jump zombie who has no brain. As long as they face each other, he will be the first person to be killed by the jump zombie.

His plan has always been to use the help of the Lieyang Department to eliminate the zombies.

Or, force the Lieyang Department to eliminate the jumping zombies as quickly as possible.

Feng Yao called and arranged for someone to take away the body to see if he could collect any useful samples for DNA testing.

When the people arrived, they took the jumping corpse and the collected bones back to the funeral parlor.

As long as the jumping zombie could see this skeleton, he would remain quiet and not struggle again.

When he arrived at the funeral home, Wen Yan looked at the jumping corpse wrapped in yellow cloth, standing there quietly, looking at the bones on the stainless steel table with empty eyes. The blood stains under his eyes had turned into two lines of bloody marks. .

You could still faintly hear him murmuring in his mouth.

"I... want to help my... son..."

Looking at this scene, Wen Yan was in a daze, and some vague memories began to come to his mind.

He once came into contact with a large number of stone tablets in that illusory stone forest, and each stone tablet represented a profession.

He had been choosing there for a long, long time, and finally chose the natural enemy career after completing the selection process.

But I have seen a lot of things from other stone tablets that I have come into contact with before, including the ending of violent death per capita.

At this moment, as he looked at this scene, a familiar memory came to his mind.

A woman wearing a blood-colored wedding dress, with a face as pale as paper, held in her arms a man whose body was stained with blood and whose breath was like a gossamer.

The man stretched out a hand, touched the woman's eyebrow, and passed away the next moment.

Two lines of bloody tears flowed from the woman's empty eyes, turning into two bloody marks on her cheeks.

Wen Yan came back to his senses and looked at the jumping corpse again. The two blood marks on his cheeks seemed to have penetrated into the flesh, leaving two indelible bloody marks on his face.

According to the existing information, it can be determined that the fake Mo Zhicheng has been preparing for a long time.

But after he, Wen Yan, appeared, he was obviously a better, more secretive, and more successful tool man, so Mo Zhicheng set his target on him.

But something happened later, and the fake Mo Zhicheng had to give up on him and restart the original perfect plan.

Given this man's madness, this is the only explanation.

Wen Yan took a breath, turned and left.

He came all the way to the curator's office and saw the curator who had not slept all night. Wen Yan got straight to the point.

"Director, I want to keep that jumping corpse."

"Huh?!" The curator's eyelids twitched wildly.

"Director, this time, whether it is the funeral parlor or the Lieyang Department, all actions and decisions are made according to the other party's script.

Every step was completely predicted, and every choice and deployment was expected by the other party.

Of course, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with your decision-making, curator.

only……

The curator must have figured out that there was a high probability that the person lying on the ice platform was me. "

The curator's expression softened slightly, he personally made a cup of tea for Wen Yan, and said calmly.

"Do you think that client died for you?"

"That's not it..." Wen Yan shook his head. He knew in his heart that the other party was pretending to be Mo Zhicheng and had been brainwashing his father for who knows how long. He was there with the purpose of harming others.

“On my first day here, I met a phantom who wanted to enter the old icehouse.

Within two days, something was targeting me. It may not be a secret to some people that I can enter the old icehouse.

This time, he took the mask from the old ice warehouse. If he still wants something in the old ice warehouse next time, I will be his only target.

I feel very insecure, and I also know that it is impossible to hide or withdraw now.

I want to resolve this matter once and for all and then, be able to sleep peacefully.

The Lieyang tribe is strong, but strong people have higher priority things to do.

This time, all four of the people Feng Yao was able to find were recruited a few months ago and became moles.

I still feel that the only way to solve this problem is to rely on the customer.

Mo Zhicheng went to such great lengths to force the Lie Yang Department to kill this client, even if he took personal risks.

I don't want this customer to get burned. "