Please ask the dream

Because she was not very clear about the specific time of yesterday's class, Feng Xue arrived near the airport early. As the base's only means of transportation to the outside world, it seemed a bit deserted here.

Feng Xue stayed at the airport for almost two hours. There were only seven or eight people passing by. There was an obvious age gap between them. The older one was thirty or forty years old, and the younger one was fourteen or fifteen years old. Some were ordinary, and some were ordinary. But they were sharp, but no matter what, each of them gave Feng Xue a sense of danger.

Although Feng Xue felt that she was a bit like a fool waiting for someone to let her go [beep——], she still observed the actions of these seniors.

"Sure enough, you have to hand in the mission documents before departure..." Feng Xue watched each killer hand over a familiar file bag to the ticket office employee, and then walked towards the interior of the airport with the new document handed back by the other person, feeling secretly in his heart Rejoice.

Time passed by, and finally a friend from yesterday's classroom appeared in sight. Then, within the next half hour, the remaining twelve students arrived one after another, but the teacher still didn't arrive. .

After waiting for about ten minutes, the teacher with a good figure finally appeared in everyone's field of vision. He first glanced at the status of these children, then nodded and said:

"That's right, no one is trying to be smart. This is your identity information. Next time, you have to take the mission information and change it yourself!"

Seeing the teacher starting to call names and handing out materials again, Feng Xue secretly nodded in her heart.

"Although the rules are very strict, there seems to be a certain amount of room for maneuver in a place like this. For example, the reason why these materials are in the hands of the teacher is because he is worried that someone will destroy the materials and cannot replace them directly from the conductor?"

While thinking about it in his mind, the teacher had already called him. Feng Xue immediately took out the information and walked up. However, when he took the new information, Feng Xue only felt a gaze sweep across his neck from his left ear, extending all the way to ankle.

The feeling that seemed to sting his skin made him want to tremble, but the teacher just smiled and said:

"It's well hidden, but don't be blindly confident. These old technologies are becoming increasingly difficult to use in modern times."

"Understood!" Feng Xue didn't know whether to be serious or calm at this time, so she could only answer the way the students responded yesterday.

The teacher said nothing more, just waved his hand and called out the next name.

The fourteen people quickly got their copies of the information, and the teacher said calmly:

"Here are your identification and activity funds for this mission, and of course the mission vouchers. Now you can move freely, but remember, the time limit for your mission is one week. If you exceed this time, you will be defined as Defection, do you understand?"

"clear!"

Fourteen people responded in unison, and the teacher stopped talking nonsense. He didn't even say "I hope I can come back alive" like yesterday, and disappeared at the entrance of the airport.

The friends in front of him dispersed in a hurry. Feng Xue was stunned for half a second, and immediately realized the reason. He also found a secluded place and opened the information bag in his hand.

Compared with yesterday's thick mission information, the contents of the information bag this time are much less——

Just three cards and a pitifully thin piece of information.

Among the three cards, one is a boarding voucher, which is a ticket, and the other is a document such as an ID card or driver's license. There is a string of digital codes on it, a photo of a teenager with the same body, and some blood types. categories of personal information.

As for the identity information, it is much simpler than the detailed mission objectives, that is, the date of birth, where the hometown is, and why he travels at such a young age.

But compared to these, what really attracted Feng Xue's attention was the last card with a red background and black stripes.

"orchard?!"

Looking at the artistic pattern of an apple entangled with a snake on the card, relevant information immediately emerged in Feng Xue's mind——

The part about the firearms in his assassination technique was none other than the killer who belonged to the orchard—Joshua Johnson!

And this card is the "credential" that the killer in the orchard will leave at the scene every time he performs a mission.

Although this kind of behavior seems a bit like a phantom thief, killers and phantom thieves are different after all. It is purely stupid behavior for a phantom thief to leave a note and send a notice, because they are thieves, but it is different for killers. After all, they are a kind of work that must be entrusted by Party A. If no evidence is left, how can you prove that it was you who did it? If you don’t leave any evidence, who will know about your orchard cow [beep——]?

In a sense, this is the same as some professions stuffing small cards into the cracks of hotel doors.

Thinking of this, Feng Xue suddenly felt that the card in her hand was a little low, but she still carefully put it away, and then started to look for the plane she wanted to take.

All the people on the tarmac were helicopters, which made Feng Xue somewhat doubtful of their range. However, considering that this was an idealistic world, Feng Xue shook his head. What if the pilot directly produced oil from the void?

After showing his ID card, Feng Xue boarded the plane smoothly, but at this time, there was another person in the cabin.

"Two missions appear in one area at the same time?" Feng Xue frowned and cautiously glanced at this "senior" with his peripheral vision.

"Male, visually estimated to be 1.7 meters tall, aged between sixteen and twenty, with a square face..."

Feng Xue fastened his seat belt while memorizing the other person's physical characteristics. When the sound of the helicopter's propellers began to cause the fuselage to tremble, he also turned his head out the window, trying to overlook the entire orchard from above.

But the helicopter only rose to a height of about twenty meters, and then there was a strange feeling like it had been scratched by something. Then, the entire orchard just disappeared!

No, it’s not the orchard that disappears, but yourself!

Feng Xue was dumbfounded as she looked at her hands that were slowly becoming transparent. Also becoming transparent were the helicopter's cabin wall and the senior opposite!

Feng Xue's brain was confused at first. The first thing she thought of was a certain eraser angel. Then after realizing that her body was still in the same place, she thought of the "discussion on the transparent world" she saw in her previous life——

"Because the body is transparent, it is difficult for the retina to image, so the vision will plummet, and as the transparency increases, it will lead to blindness... Why is it so scientific at this time!"

Feng Xue was complaining in her heart, sitting in a transparent helicopter in a completely blind state, the only thing she could feel was the vibration from the seat beneath her.

I don’t know whether it was the loss of time sense caused by blindness, or whether the destination was near the base, or simply because Goldfinger skipped the useless flight time. Feng Xue quickly regained his sight and looked at this not-so-big aircraft. The helicopter was slowly landing on the tarmac on the roof of a hotel...