Wasteland Survival Code

Chapter 184 Qi Lin's Plan

After getting rid of the pursuers, Qi Lin went around the city of steel a few more times before returning to the small hotel where he hid before.

Pushing open the door, I saw that Aoi was awake, sitting at the table, playing with the M14EBR rifle that Qi Lin left in the room because it was too long to carry.

"Are you...that older sister or younger sister?" Although the person who woke up this time should be a stronger younger sister personality from the look of the other party, Qi Lin still decided to ask for insurance.

"Have you gone to Saman's side?"

Lingkui raised her head and glanced at Qi Lin. The cold tone and the same cold eyes let Qi Lin know that his judgment was correct.

"Well, I went to investigate and got some interesting information." Qi Lin walked to the table, grabbed the glass with half a glass of water left, and was about to drink it up, but the glass flew away from him involuntarily. The palm of his hand floated into the air.

"This is what I drank." Lingkui said, and Qi Lin noticed that there was a faint lip mark on the edge of the cup that was not obvious.

"It's really... You can stay in the environment in the water prison, and you still care about this?" Qi Lin muttered with some dissatisfaction, took out a bottle of unopened drinking water from his backpack, unscrewed it, and drank half of it. bottle down.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, by the way, have you figured out how to deal with the mutual aid association's plan? If not, would you like to listen to my suggestion?"

……

……

South Quarter, Cathedral.

Bishop Saman was reviewing the report documents of the last week in his office when a knock on the door suddenly rang.

"what's up?"

"My lord, the fog-eyed knight who set off to escort the missionaries last night has returned." Outside the door came the soft voice of a maid whom Bishop Saman liked very much.

"Foggy eyes? Well, let him come up, I happen to have something to do." Saman pushed the gold-rimmed glasses frame on the bridge of his nose - as a second-level evolutionary, Saman's vision is actually not a problem, this pair The role of the expensive flat eyes is just a decoration for this nearly 70-year-old guy.

"Yes."

Five minutes later, the door of the office was knocked again, and Foggy Eye's voice sounded outside: "My lord, I'm back."

"Well, come in."

The door of the office was pushed open, Foggy Eye walked straight in, and knelt down on one knee five meters away from the huge walnut desk.

"Huh? How did you make it look like this?"

The current appearance of Foggy Eye can be said to be extremely embarrassing. The original clean white priest robe is full of filth and blood stains, and there are many damages, and the combat uniform inside the robe is not much better. Three shocking claw marks exposed the close-fitting soft armor worn inside.

"We encountered a siege of zombies during this mission, and our subordinates broke out by force—"

"Zombies? I know, let's not mention that. An assassin tried to sneak into the cathedral today. Fortunately, he was discovered by a brave knight. Now I have issued a wanted order. However, the number of knights in our southern district is a bit short recently. You Work hard, and take your men to join the hunt." Saman said casually while looking at a statistical document.

"Master Bishop...Counting me...we...only two people came back."

"Huh? What did you say?" Saman froze for a moment, then moved his gaze from the document in his hand to Fogeye.

"There are too many zombies. We were forced to break out when we were surrounded by the stronghold. The missionaries couldn't send them out... The mission failed..."

"...Fog Eye, what do you want me to say about you? Last time, when you captured that heretic, you lost more than half of your knights. I managed to get the knights to take your troops under pressure. It will be better now if it is supplemented and complete. It has only been a few days, and you are almost wiped out again? Who is responsible for this?"

"Master Bishop, I..."

"These knights are all heroic fighters of the Lord God. It is not easy to train each one. Moreover, this time your mission failed again. How do you ask me to report to the archbishop?" Bishop Saman's tone became more and more severe .

"Master Bishop, there are too many zombies—"

"This is not a reason! Zombies are low-level creatures. If you set up patrol posts on the outside, can you be surrounded? Don't think that you can be careless because you have the name of Templars on your head. The main god will never favor those who neglect their duties. !"

"I……"

"This mission failed. You go back and report to the headquarters of the Knights by yourself. I won't share the responsibility for you anymore. Also, you have a big problem with your state recently. I don't think you are suitable to lead the knights to perform missions. Let's go to the confessional to meditate for a while." Saman said with a straight face.

"...Thank you, Lord Bishop, for your forgiveness. This subordinate understands... Besides, this subordinate has a small request..." Misty Eyes half-kneeled on the ground and bowed deeply, his head almost touching the bunk on the ground. Deep red plush carpet.

"whats the matter?"

"May I ask how my sister is doing at the parish? May I see her?"

"Your sister..." Saman froze for a moment, the expression on his face was unnatural for a moment, however, this change was not seen by the foggy eyes with his head down.

"Don't you live together in the real world? Why, she didn't tell you?"

"Uh... Whenever my subordinates ask me, my sister always responds to the subordinates with a few words and doesn't mention it anymore, so I still want to see how she is doing in the cathedral with my own eyes, and I hope the bishop can satisfy her." Submit this little wish."

"How are you doing?" Saman narrowed his eyes, and then asked back, "Do you think we will treat the people below in the cathedral? In the words of you Chinese people, feel your own conscience and think about it." , how did I treat you in the past, and how did you get to this position? In addition, if you insist on seeing her, it’s really unfortunate. Recently, there is a sacrifice on the holy ship that is short of people. Your sister sent her there, and it will take at least half a week to come back. Well, if you have nothing else to do, you can retire."

"...Yes, may the light of the Lord God bless you."

"May the Lord God bless you. Next time, if something like this happens again, think about the consequences yourself."

Coming out of Bishop Saman's office, just as Foggy Eye was about to reach the stairs, an inconspicuous roll of paper flew in front of him out of thin air, and then drew a strange circle under his nose.

"!"

Misty Eyes was startled, and was about to reach for the holster on his waist, when he suddenly remembered that when he entered the cathedral, all the weapons on his body had been handed over to the Templars guarding the stairs on the first floor.

But the note didn't play any tricks anymore, after drawing a circle to attract Foggy Eye's attention, it quietly floated down to his feet.

Fog Eye looked around, there was no one else in the corridor, and the windows inlaid with exquisite broken glass were tightly closed, and the two Templars on the stairs did not look this way.

"strangeness……"

Muttering softly, Foggy Eyes bent down to pick up the note, and spread it out on the palm of his hand with a thumb.

There is only one simple sentence on the note:

"Your sister is in the fourth room from the landing on the second floor."

(End of this chapter)