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Chapter 210 Find a shoe

My questioning time was shorter than that of Jack, and I was put back into the tent in half an hour.

The last question that the boss asked me in white was whether I was worried about Professor Chen’s safety.

I said of course, if you allow it, I want to go find him, because the agreed time has come and he should be back.

The white-clothed man didn't say anything, waved his hand and signaled the "welder" to take me away.

I returned to the big tent, like a candidate who had just come out of the examination room, put aside all the previous problems and took out his mobile phone to watch the movie. I took the mobile phone of an unknown crew member, and a gunfight movie was stored in it. The plot was old-fashioned and boring, but it was better than the lively ones.

Every word I said in this tent would be heard by the head of the white-clothed man, so I had almost no communication with the leader.

Bi Shi was also taken to question him. When he came back, his face looked very bad, as if he was defeated by the white-clothed man.

Among the people Meng Qingyu brought, only the team leader was taken to ask questions, and Lu Xiaodao, Guan Huai and Cong Zhibo were not named.

Of course, Cong Zhibo and He Su were the same, even if the lie detector turned on, they could not be able to measure them.

The night passed like this, Captain Jack was sleepless, his crew couldn't sleep all night, and the people on our side were snoring, because the "welder" used the method of killing chickens and warning monkeys to be very effective. No matter how dissatisfied the crew, no one dared to get up and make noise.

I saw someone among the crew secretly wiping tears in the middle of the night. I edited a memo with my mobile phone, titled "On the importance of psychological quality when facing extreme environments."

When I edited the current situation of the team members on our side, I thought about it carefully. The three of the team leaders and the others explained their last words, which shows that they have already realized that they are "deadly dead".

Or they were tired, physically and mentally exhausted. Although they didn't say anything, they all had a sentence on their faces: Take action, hurry up, tired.

Because of this expression, I occasionally see it on the faces of tomb robbers. They are tired of being in the tomb and can't get out. They have no ammunition and food, and have no way to survive. They run to my coffin and try to bury me.

It’s ridiculous. I’m not a professional killer. When I encounter such a tomb robber, I will always point my hand and let them see the prompt on the wall: If you go out, turn left, you will die if you touch it!

Isn't it easy to find death in an ancient tomb? Three steps, one mechanism, five steps, one trap. If the occupational disease is serious, it will break out of instinct when encountering the mechanism, and naturally hide when stepping on the trap. Then there is a way to hang, one set and one step, and thousands of years of real-person verification, this trick will protect death.

In the middle of the night, I heard Chen Qinghan telling us about his safety with the sound of birds, and then I put the water ball out.

The water polo followed Bishi to the island. After entering the tent, it hugged my legs and continued to be his leg pendant.

Bishi happened to have quietly told me the content of her question that although we couldn't talk, she used the tablet computer she brought from the fishing boat to edit the content, while I was sneaking around. The font was very small and the angle was tricky. The camera in the tent should not be able to capture what she wrote.

I asked the water ball to copy the keywords written on the tablet to Chen Qinghan.

It doesn't have to really learn to write foreign languages, it just needs to read the cat and draw the brilliance.

The water polo dived out of the tent and encountered no trouble. It took a long time to come back and typed two letters of 'OK' on the slab of Bishi.

The camp was very safe. There was no creature attacking the tent that Meng Qingyu said at night, but I heard that there was indeed movement on the beach, and the sound seemed to be blocked by something and did not retreat until three or four in the morning.

We are still alive when a new day comes, but for the crew, it is equivalent to another one more worrying day.

The white-clothed man sent someone to the jungle early in the morning. Yesterday he asked me what I came to pick up on the island. I said it was a treasure hidden by Bishishi. An antique music box is probably thousands of years old. I agreed that we would come to pick it up and she would pay us.

The head in white asked about the place where the things were hidden, and I pushed them cleanly, saying that she had told Chen Qinghan about the place and I was only responsible for keeping a watch.

Bishi and I hadn't discussed it in advance, and the head of Baiyi asked her the same question. She replied that she was near the swamp, and I said I didn't know, and it was not a conflict.

In the morning, the white-clothed man sent people into the jungle. The weapons in their hands were quite violent. If they shot them out, they could knock out big trees as thick as buckets into sawdust. It made me feel that they were not holding guns, but microwave ovens.

If this shot hits a person, it can immediately turn the person into meat.

The 'welders' carried the 'microwave' into the jungle, acting as simple and crude as their weapons. When they encountered obstacles and attacks, they all broke them.

The clothes they wore should not only be combat uniforms, but also had isolation effects. The poisonous plants and insects in the jungle could not wear this clothes and touch their bodies.

Meng Qingyu led the team only a squad of miscellaneous cannon fodder, and these "welders" are the regular troops of ASCH.

They didn't come back until noon and said they had found it near the swamp.

They picked up a shoe by the swamp. There was still blood on the shoe. The jungle was wet and the blood didn't dry so quickly. However, the blood stain had oxidized and discolored, which meant that it was not just stained.

When the 'electric explosives' reported with his shoes, he said, "This is not human blood, and the head in white clothes asked me to recognize it. Is this shoe Chen Qinghan's.

Looking at the bloody shoes, I covered my mouth and tried to recall how the characters in the tragic movies performed, uh, not performance, and lost their love.

"It's his." I decided to interpret the ultimate grief in a deep and restrained way. At first, I had a faint tone and expressionless face, as if I refused to believe that Chen Qinghan had been killed, but suddenly fell to the ground after taking two steps.

The leader, who was moved by my performance that was so sad that he fainted, came forward to support me and helped me back to the tent.

The water polo mission was well completed. It successfully conveyed the message written by Bishi, telling Chen Qinghan that the place where the treasure was buried was in the swamp.

Chen Qinghan's shoes appeared on the edge of the swamp, which proved from the side that it was indeed the place where Bishi buried treasures, and he had a reason to go there.

Otherwise, for a person who has entered the jungle once, he will definitely bypass the dangerous swamp and will not come over to seek death.

There may be more than one swamp monster we encountered before. For any animal, if you want to continue this group, you must at least have one male and one female. It will be easier if you are hermaphrodites. You don’t need to open your screen or go on a blind date. You will have offspring at home.

Chen Qinghan dripped the blood of unknown creatures on his shoes, perhaps trying to forge the illusion that he had been killed.

If he didn't die, the white-clothed man would have to send someone to find him.

I have acted in the play, and they believe it or not, they can only go with the flow.

The white-clothed man did not express his opinion. He arranged for someone to check what kind of blood was stained with the shoes.

I feel that he is not interested in the music box we talked about. Their goal of landing on the island may be the Pandora Heart he mentioned.
Chapter completed!
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