I am your natural enemy

When Wen Yan and his party came back from the cemetery, Feng Yao wanted to continue searching to find out the original and true identity of the fake Mo Zhicheng.

It's a pity that the fake Mo Zhicheng changed his identity too many times and left China for a few years. There was a gap in the middle. After many things failed to connect, it was basically difficult to find the original starting point.

It is a very sensitive matter for the Lieyang Department to operate outside China.

Under normal circumstances, the outside forces and the Lieyang tribe in China are in harmony with each other.

Many times outside, people who belong to the professional system have stupid brains secretly, but to a certain extent, they are all in the same river.

At least this is the case in many countries over a large area.

The Lieyang Department didn't bother to pay attention to the situation outside. They just wanted to provide some information. They didn't want to interfere at all. They were too busy with their own affairs and had a serious shortage of manpower. How could they have time to care for others.

Under this situation, Feng Yao could only regretfully give up the pursuit. He tracked down the fake Mo Zhicheng, who had at least three identities before using the identity of Mo Zhicheng, and could not continue the investigation.

"Give up, I can't find the beginning anymore, and there's no need to check anymore. I've found the most critical thing.

Also, there is no need to continue investigating this Liu Yuxin. "

Wen Yan sighed softly and persuaded Feng Yao to give up.

Give Feng Yao a thread, and as long as the thread is continuous, he can follow the thread and pull out everything behind it in one go.

Just by looking at the recorded experiences, looking at the chat records, and hearing the occasional voice lines in them, you can probably tell what kind of person she is.

She can better judge that she knows what the fake Mo Zhicheng is capable of and that she knows that the fake Mo Zhicheng is living a different identity.

Every time the fake Mo Zhicheng changed his identity, he basically used one identity until he could no longer use it. After Feng Yao became convinced that Liu Yuxin's three friends were all fake Mo Zhicheng, the rest became simple.

Without using the intelligence channels of the Lieyang Department, just by checking the local newspapers, the news of the death of Mo Zhicheng under two false identities was found.

The place they stayed in was not a big foreign city. One of them was a small town. In a place like that, if someone died, no matter who it was, it would definitely be reported in the local tabloids.

One of his identities, reports said, was that he died in a local gang vendetta. He was driven to panic, and he took several gang members and burned them to death in a house.

But in the next six months, members of the local gang died one after another in gang vendettas.

This is very fake Mo Zhicheng's style.

The more detailed details were unknown, so Wen Yan could only persuade Feng Yao not to waste his energy on this.

According to the information given by Zhuge Wanjun, within two days, no, now within one day, fake Mo Zhicheng will start to do something.

That's why Zhuge Wanjun was given two days to find a way to get Wen Yan to take something out of the old icehouse.

According to past experience, after doing this, the fake Mo Zhicheng will disappear again, change to a new identity, and disappear completely.

But this time, according to Zhuge Wanjun's speculation, there is a great possibility that the fake Mo Zhicheng will leave Nanwu County.

This is also their last chance.

Returning to the villa area, Wen Yan sent Old Zhao back to the building behind, and gave Old Zhao a little more yang energy. This time, Old Zhao really worked hard to find someone, and he almost lost his soul. Squeezed dry.

Seeing that Old Zhao had benefited, the five brothers also came forward with a smile on their face. Before the five brothers could speak, Wen Yan smiled.

"Okay, okay, I remember you. You are the great heroes. How can I forget you."

He stretched out his fingers and blessed each of the five brothers with a little yang energy.

It was rare for the five brothers not to make a fuss. They formed a circle and surrounded each other. The yang energy blessed by gentle words turned into a cycle between them, constantly flowing through each person's body, as if they were integrated into a whole.

They closed their eyes and stood there quietly, motionless.

There was a strange flash in Wen Yan's eyes. These five brothers must have a good background.

So is Lao Zhao.

It's actually true when you think about it. In the basement of Lao Zhao's villa, some little ghosts often come out.

Most of them actually died in recent years, and most of them were very weak. According to Lao Zhao, they basically died in a minute or two or a few hours after walking out of this special villa. will dissipate.

Anyway, there is no way to carry it until the sunrise and then dissipate.

And Old Zhao obviously did not die in the past one or two hundred years. After he came out, he also went out for a walk, but he did not dissipate. Now his soul is stable.

Even if he doesn't remember many things during his lifetime, at least he is very conscious and does not need gentle words to awaken his consciousness.

He had an obvious weird accent when he spoke. After appearing in this villa, he had to relearn his current words even when he spoke.

The difference in accents is so big, it must have been a very long time ago.

The situation of the five brothers is similar. They have all been dead for a long time, but they can still appear in this villa. They must not have been simple characters during their lifetime.

Wen Yan also learned about it from the information in the Lieyang Department. Anyway, the Feng Shui in the information and the Feng Shui mentioned by Lao Zhao are definitely not the same thing.

It's hard to figure out these things. Lao Zhao himself can't even remember them, let alone the five brothers who speak garbled and jumpy things.

Anyway, it's fine as it is now, just let it go.

Doing good deeds without asking for reward.

I had just returned to the villa, and before I could sit down and take a sip of tea, Zhuge Wanjun's call finally came.

"He asked me to 'persuade' you to take out the contents of cabinet No. 9."

Wen Yan frowned.

"Do you all know what's in the old icehouse?"

“I don’t know, I only know that that place is very strange and can suppress almost all living things, including zombies.

As long as someone like the incorporeal Ah Piao dares to step in there, they will be killed in an instant.

Some people once thought it was a domain, but later said it was not. The rules of the domain could not be so extreme.

If you step into it, you will die. It is impossible to operate in such an extreme field.

What exactly it is, I don’t even know.

I only know that there are a lot of difficult things suppressed there.

There were quite a few people who had ideas about that place, and there was even one Fei Zong who went there.

But Fei Zheng jumped into the street at the first step across the thunder pool.

The almost invincible Millennium Flying Zombie was burned alive into ashes.

Since then, many people did know about the old icehouse of Decheng Funeral Home, but no one had any evil thoughts. "

"Isn't there a Tuoba Martial God in Nanwu County?"

"At that time, Tuoba Martial God had not yet come down from the mountain. That Fei Zhan was an old antique from who knows how many years ago. He woke up after his spiritual energy was revived. He was also a ruthless character who could fight with Master Maoshan. He resisted the Lightning Thunder Fist three times. Not even dead.

Then it flew away and later, I don’t know where it got the news about the old ice house, and learned that there was something it needed in the old ice house.

When it breaks into this place, it's like entering a deserted place.

It even suffered the loss of being uncultured and took the initiative to receive a specially-made missile, which did not kill it.

But such a fierce guy jumped on the street as soon as he entered the forbidden area of ​​​​the old ice house.

Very few people know these inside stories. Everyone only knows that there was once a flying zombie who jumped on the street at a Decheng funeral parlor. "

Wen Yan's face showed a sudden realization. He looked at Feng Yao and remembered that when Feng Yao boasted to him before, he only said that the high-end luxury furnace of Decheng Funeral Home once burned a Fei Zong to ashes.

At that time, he still thought, holy shit, is he so awesome?

Now when he heard Zhuge Wanjun talk about it, he realized that the Lieyang tribe's ability to only tell part of the truth to brag and scare others was quite strong.

Indeed, since then, Decheng Funeral Home, a place that seems very important but has almost no defense, has not encountered any strange people who come to cause trouble.

The more this is the case, others may think this is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

If we really transfer a few brigades of people and station them here for a long time, it will be a waste of already scarce human resources.

"Do you know where he is now?"

"I don't know the specific location, but it must be in Duanzhou."

"Is the list you made ready?"

"Get ready, I've given it to Feng Yao. Anyone who comes to Duanzhou from other places will be stopped halfway, but there are also those who have to force their way in, or sneak in quietly. No one knows how many people he has brainwashed, but It is expected that there will be a lot of people or aliens by then."

"I see."

"Are you going then?" Zhuge Wanjun asked tentatively.

"Go, the grudge between me and him needs to be completely resolved."

"Then, should I go?"

"Did he let you go?"

"That's not true."

"Then you can come if you want to come. If you don't want to come, forget it."

"Ok, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuge Wanjun let out a sigh of relief.

He really has a way to resist the brainwashing of fake Mo Zhicheng!

Moreover, it seems that not only can he resist it himself, but he may also have a way to offset the brainwashing of others by the fake Mo Zhicheng.

All actions taken now must be based on the premise that they can counteract brainwashing.

Otherwise, the more people who go there at that time, they may be giving help to the fake Mo Zhicheng.

In the past, you might have used sound-isolating earmuffs and sound-isolating ear plugs to protect against it.

But now, the power of fake Mo Zhicheng is getting stronger and stronger, and even she who has advanced can't stop her. Unless she is born deaf and cannot hear any sound, otherwise as long as she appears face to face, ordinary things may not be too much. Great effect.

Zhuge Wanjun was stroking her cell phone, thinking about whether she should come forward in person.

After pondering for a long time, she took a breath and made up her mind to go directly to the field. That place was not suitable for her.

She should wait at the chemical plant. The place where she can exert her greatest value is to persuade those aliens who may have been brainwashed by the fake Mo Zhicheng, or find a way to drag them down.

She got up and went out without asking Wen Yan if she really wanted to take the items in cabinet No. 9 with her.

…

In Duanzhou, the fake Mo Zhicheng walked out of the small storage room in the underground parking lot. He had changed his appearance. With half-rimmed eyes, he took out a car key and drove away in a car.

As the vehicle drove out of the parking lot, he glanced at the high-definition camera facing the parking lot entrance from the corner of his eye, took out two pieces of chewing gum and threw it into his mouth.

On the other side, in the logistics department of Lieyang Department, several people were watching the surveillance near the hotel.

On the big screen, whenever someone appears, a box will appear on the person's face, and the AI ​​will search it according to a pre-set program.

People who wear rimless glasses, whether men or women.

Gait search, compare the surveillance footage left by the fake Mo Zhicheng, and compare his gait.

There are also identities and faces that may have been used by the fake Mo Zhicheng before, as well as the faces of relevant people, all of which are within the scope of retrieval and tracking.

A logistics officer looked at the surveillance screen at the entrance and exit of the parking lot and the person in the car. A box appeared on the person's face, and simple identity information also appeared next to it.

The logistics took a look and confirmed that there was no problem with the information, and although this person was wearing glasses, he looked a bit like the exotic treasure the target person was carrying.

But there is only a slight resemblance. He is wearing half-rimmed glasses.

To be cautious, we did some more logistics checking. This person is a local in Duanzhou. He came to the hotel today to receive customers. According to the consumption records, this pair of glasses was purchased in a local optical shop half a year ago.

After searching for frames of the same model, they were indeed exactly the same as what he was wearing now.

An ordinary office worker who has never had anything to do with the Sun Division, professionals or aliens.

After checking here, the logistics saw a prompt in the surveillance screen. There was a suspected target that matched the target, and it required manual in-depth confirmation.

He moved on to the next one.

Mo Zhicheng drove all the way to the north of Duanzhou, beyond the city limits. Not far to the north, there were hundreds of miles of mountains behind him.

The chemical plant is located next to a large mountain range.

Back then, Lieyang Department was able to easily evacuate the crowd and include a hundred miles in the blockade area because there were not many people who lived in that area.

He followed the highway, followed the edge of the blockade, and finally stopped on a hillside.

He looked in the direction of the chemical plant from a distance. It was brightly lit and bustling. People who didn't know it would have thought that the chemical plant had resumed work.

Fake Mo Zhicheng took out a telescope, looked at it carefully, and smiled.

He could actually enter the chemical plant area directly from the small area in the hotel basement through the dark deep sea.

However, if he just passed by like this, he wouldn't know what was going on over there.

Moreover, he needs to resolve the external matters first and not let others hold him back and interfere with him.

He walked down the hillside, alone, step by step towards the chemical plant.

"It's true that when I don't touch anyone, they ignore me."

Mo Zhicheng pretended to follow his words and erased his own sense of existence.

The people gathered there are all the elites of the Lieyang tribe. Even if they are basically ordinary people, they are all ordinary people who are outstanding in some aspects.

The soldiers holding guns have also undergone rigorous training and are determined.

If he does something that makes the other party instinctively alert or feel dangerous, someone might react immediately.

It is better to exert influence directly on yourself.

As if he was taking a walk, he came to the edge of the camp. The moment a vehicle entered and the roadblock was opened, he also entered the camp.

He didn't have invisibility, and invisibility was useless. The last guy who tried to use invisibility to sneak into the Lieyang Department died miserably.

Now that he came in swaggeringly, everyone could see him, but everyone ignored his existence in their minds.

His figure appeared in the surveillance screen, and the AI ​​had given a reminder that unauthorized persons had broken in.

However, the members of the Lieyang Division sitting in front of the monitor simply ignored the prompts and the slightly harsh warning sound.

Fake Mo Zhicheng walked all the way, looking at the various things arranged by the Lieyang Department next to the pool, and sighed secretly.

What a waste of money.

It could supply the electricity of a chemical plant, which could be used to power a machine that he couldn't even name.

If it were a living person, if he was hit, he wouldn't even have time to feel the pain.

He looked at Cai Qidong who was personally taking command in the distance, and did not dare to approach rashly.

To be able to take orders in the face of danger and parachute into the head of the Lieyang Department of Nanwu County must be something special.

He felt that if he got closer, Cai Qidong might notice him.

Others may not know it, but he has confirmed through his intelligence channels that Cai Qidong himself is a martial arts master with extraordinary spiritual awareness.

For this kind of master, sometimes he doesn't even need to think about it, his body's instinct can make him take the first step.

With his small body, if he were attacked, he might not even have a chance to use his abilities.

He glanced at Cai Qidong from a distance, came to the edge of the pool, and looked back at the camp.

"It's hard work for you guys to stay up so long. It's getting late. If you're tired, just go and rest for a while.

If you are not tired, then guard this place and don't let anyone except the people here enter the chemical plant area. "

His voice drifted with the wind, following the original orders the people here had received and what they might be thinking, strengthening them.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he turned around and jumped into one of the pools and disappeared.

Mo Zhicheng disappeared into the pool, and some people in the camp who worked overtime and relied on strong tea and coffee couldn't bear it anymore. They entered the big tent in the camp and fell down on the simple canopy bed to sleep. Unconscious.

There are also some who are not too tired, or who are determined, and they begin to concentrate and hold their weapons tightly.

Even Cai Qidong was affected. He felt a sense of crisis and urgency in his heart. He made up his mind that no matter who came today, he would be stopped here.

He instinctively felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with guarding this place.

Ten minutes later, a pickup truck stopped at the gate of the camp. The Lieyang Department field staff guarding the gate of the camp did not check the documents, confirm the personnel, or open the roadblock.

Several people uniformly raised their weapons and faced the people outside.

"No entry!"

Feng Yao, who was in the car, just wanted to get out of the car and show his face to brush his face.

But when he saw the expressions of the people at the door, someone had already pulled the gun bolt, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately reversed the car and backed away.

He retreated a distance and looked into the camp. There were a lot fewer people, and everyone who was still there had a tense look on their face.

If a bird flies into the camp, someone will immediately shoot it down.

Feng Yao took out his phone and called Cai Qidong.