Is the 8th really here on a business trip?
Lu Xin looked at No. 8 sitting opposite with a strange look. Now that he had invited him to dinner and talked about old times, he had also asked seriously. If No. 8 really had any purpose hidden in his heart, he should be able to tell the truth now, right?
But until then, he still answered like this, and he was very calm.
At this time, facing No. 8's invitation, he was silent for a moment and thought about the issue seriously.
If No. 8 really just stopped by to visit himself and Teacher Lu, then he could really relax.
As for his work, Lu Xin is really curious.
After exchanging glances with the "waiter" in the hotel, Lu Xin nodded and said, "Okay!"
Number 8 is a very dangerous person.
This danger does not necessarily mean that he has any malicious intentions.
It's because he is a Qinggang City who even possesses Mental Lord, can still escape the sight of the Special Pollution Cleanup Department, and makes Mental Lord himself feel the danger in him, and needs to come to the "weird" he is staring at at close range.
Such a person comes to Qinggang openly, and no one can rest assured when his purpose is unknown.
Qinggang also has this attitude.
They did not conduct any mandatory inquiries or actions on No. 8, but necessary surveillance was indispensable.
But compared to other agents and ability users, Lu Xin, who was invited by No. 8, is undoubtedly the most suitable.
After agreeing to accompany No. 8 to do his work, the atmosphere at the table became much more relaxed.
Lu Xin and No. 8 drank a bottle of beer each, and even Teacher Lu slowly ate a small bowl of rice.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Lu Xin sent Teacher Lu back first. Logically speaking, in this situation, it would be okay even if he didn't send her away. He could also ask Chen Jing or Gecko to send her back, but Lu Xin still insisted on doing this by himself.
As for the half-hour math class, it was naturally canceled due to lack of time.
This can be regarded as a good thing Lu Xin has done.
When I came out of the orphanage, I saw a jeep ready.
Lu Xin took No. 8 directly to the jeep. He drove and he sat in the passenger seat.
The two of them drove straight out of Qinggang before nightfall and entered the twilight wilderness.
"Do you really want to ask me how I survived?"
As the jeep drove into the wilderness without streetlights, everything around it became gloomy.
Crimson Moon is still in the sky, but its position is already to the west.
In addition, it was a bit cloudy, so the light was very dark. Only the headlights of the jeep cut through the darkness and illuminated the rugged road in front of us. We could see potholes and gravel everywhere, as well as some puddles left by the recent rain.
There was silence outside the car, and it was also dull inside. No. 8 did not turn on the music.
He drove quietly for several hours before suddenly asking with a smile.
Lu Xin turned to look at him and nodded slightly.
"He was rescued by the dean."
No. 8 smiled and replied, "I thought I was dead, and fell into an eternal sleep with disappointment in this world."
"But I didn't expect that I suddenly woke up later. It was the dean who saved me."
"The dean is very capable. He has a special spiritual power, which played a big role in treating us."
"..."
Having said this, he paused, suddenly glanced at Lu Xin, and said with a smile:
"I saw Xiaolu sitting in a wheelchair. She must have suffered serious spinal damage, right?"
"It's a pity. She was such a fast girl before..."
"She always jumps around like a deer, that's why everyone gave her such a name, isn't it?"
"..."
Lu Xin sat in the passenger seat in silence, rolled down the window, and slowly lit a cigarette.
"I have observed her. Her injuries cannot be cured by ordinary medical techniques. You probably understand this."
Number 8 continued speaking, as if he was just sighing.
Lu Xin just smoked quietly and did not answer what he said.
Only part of the light from the car's headlights reflected weakly into the car, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.
Lu Xin actually had no expression on his face, he just sat silently.
The sadness in my heart appears faintly like a cigarette butt that lights up from time to time.
No. 8 sighed softly and said, "However, if there is a chance, maybe if we find Old Director, he can be cured."
Lu Xin slowly turned his head and looked at No. 8 seriously.
I am different from before. It is easier to understand some things and I can control my emotions better than before.
So, after being silent for a while, he asked softly, "Are you helping the dean?"
The atmosphere in the carriage seemed to become faintly depressing.
"No."
But No. 8 shook his head calmly and said, "At first, I thought about becoming the dean's assistant. I felt that I had met the criteria to become his assistant. But unfortunately, when I learned some of the dean's ideas, I still refused."
"The dean has his pursuits and goals, and I have mine."
"So I left him and got this job that I'm doing now."
In the dim light, he turned to Lu Xin and smiled, "I like it very much. This is the career I want to do."
Lu Xin frowned slightly.
Chatting with No. 8 always made him feel uncomfortable.
After a while, he asked directly, "So, what exactly is Old Director going to do?"
"It can't be said."
No. 8 shook his head and said directly, "Besides, I only guessed a little bit, and I can't get to the core."
"Probably just because I don't know the core, that's why the dean let me go, otherwise with his character..."
"..."
Having said this, he shook his head slightly and sighed softly.
Lu Xin felt the strange feeling getting heavier and heavier in his heart, and couldn't help but ask other questions.
But at this moment, No. 8 had already raised his head, looked diagonally ahead, and said softly, "We will be there soon."
Lu Xin glanced at him and temporarily suppressed the topic.
Following his gaze, he saw diagonally ahead, a light shining at the end of the dark land.
Judging from the distance, it should still be forty or fifty minutes away.
He pulled up the map on his glasses and found that the location should be a gathering point called Onoyama.
Data shows that there are about 20,000 people gathered in this place, who usually make a living by searching for waste and conducting underground transactions.
There are countless gathering points like this in the wilderness.
Why did No. 8 come here specially?
Could it be that he also has some shady goods that he needs to use their market to sell?
"There is a person there who calls himself General Koyaman, but he is actually the village chief."
No. 8 took the initiative to explain, "There are many tough people in the wilderness, and it is difficult to survive without being ruthless. This General Koyaman is a person who lives a very good life. Unlike other people who originally lived in the wilderness, they only want to enter the world. The person who lives in High Wall City is different. He originally lived in High Wall City, but because he committed a crime, he escaped from High Wall City and ended up living here."
"Not only did his life not get worse, it even became more colorful."
"He was born to adapt to the life of the jungle and intrigues in the wilderness."
"In just a few years, he got the position of captain of the wasteland search team in Xiaoye Mountain. Then he took advantage of the fact that the old general in Xiaoye Mountain was seriously ill and suffocated him with a pillow. He killed all the old general's family, men, women, children and his subordinates, a total of thirty-two people, and fed them to pigs."
"From then on, he became Onoyama's general."
"Because he grew up in High Wall City and has a good family background, he is also familiar with the rules of High Wall City. He has hooked up with several powerful officials, including yours in Qinggang, and secretly sold stolen goods for them, as well as handled some shady work."
"On the surface, his main business is collecting stolen goods and selling them, but in fact, he is better at robbery."
"Until now, there are not many rumors about him robbing caravans in the wilderness because he was careful."
"He was careful, so he never left anyone alive."
"Even if a beautiful woman makes his heart flutter, he will kill her directly after playing with her."
"..."
Listening to No. 8's narration bit by bit, Lu Xin also frowned deeply.
There is no doubt that Number Eight is talking about a bad person.
Even if only half of what this person did is true, it can really be considered a heinous crime.
However, No. 8 came here...
"This is my business..."
Lu Xin While thinking about it, No. 8 smiled and took the initiative to speak, "I'm here to judge him."
Before Lu Xin could ask more questions, No. 8 had already stopped the car, and the gate of the Onoyama gathering point could be seen in the distance.
No. 8 opened the car door, put on his suit jacket, then picked up the black suitcase he had always carried with him, and walked towards the gate of the gathering point with Lu Xin. From a distance, he could see the guards holding guns outside the gathering point.
"Who?"
When they saw a car coming in the darkness, these guards were already alert. When they saw the person, they immediately pointed their guns at them.
"Hello, I am the executor of Midnight Court, Xu Jing."
No. 8 arrived at the door of the gathering point and actually announced his identity directly. At the same time, he smiled and took out a business card from his pocket and showed it to them.
Lu Xin noticed that there was nothing on the black business card, just blank.
But all the guards with guns were attracted by the business card.
Then their eyes were slightly confused and they slowly moved out of the way.
No. 8 entered the gathering point directly and walked towards the villa at the innermost part of the Onoyama gathering point.
When he met someone asking for directions on the road, he would just show his business card, and no matter who it was, he would let him pass as soon as possible.
As they passed by, the men regained consciousness, but seemed to have forgotten they had seen them at all.
While chatting, they moved forward. In less than ten minutes, they arrived at General Onoyama's villa, then asked his security guard to open the door, walked straight into the hall, climbed the creaking wooden stairs, and arrived in front of a big bed.
No. 8 put down the black box and opened it gently. Inside were exquisite instruments neatly arranged like works of art.
For example, there is a slender silver sharp narrow knife with a graceful arc, a pair of stainless steel pointed hooks placed in a black red velvet box, a row of slender nails inserted into leather goods, colorful and beautiful-looking liquids, a bundle of slender barbed wires, etc.
After taking off his suit jacket, No. 8 put on white rubber gloves.
Facing the ignorant man lying on the bed, he smiled at Lu Xin, "Now, I'm going to start working."