long night fire

The signboards with the words "foot bath", "supermarket", "barbecue", "hot pot" and "convenience" on the side of the road are clearly displayed under the light.

The brownish-yellow stone archway at the gate of the accommodation area reflects the golden light, adding a bit of dignity to the remaining words "Yang" and "Yuan".

In the seven or eight buildings inside, there are also multiple windows emitting different lights, dispelling part of the night.

Returning to this familiar place, seeing such a scene, Jiang Baimian and others suddenly felt a little warm and at ease.

"Turn in." Jiang Baimian slowly withdrew his gaze and ordered.

Shang Jianyao then withdrew his gaze, let the armored vehicle pass through the gate, and entered inside.

Because many roads were narrow, he randomly found a place close to the jeep and stopped the armored vehicle.

"Stay here tonight?" Long Yuehong felt that the armored vehicle could give herself a sense of security.

Jiang Baimian smiled and said:

"If it was in another place, it would definitely be the right choice.

"However, in the ruins of this city, there are quite a few 'advanced heartless beings' and powerful deformed creatures. Their abilities are quite strange, and we will be affected if we are not careful. It is difficult to guard against it simply by staying overnight.

"And such an armored vehicle is so conspicuous that it can easily become the target of hunters.

"At that time, armored vehicles will not only be unable to protect us, but will instead become a steel cage that restricts us."

Long Yuehong was startled when she heard that, and asked quickly:

"so what should I do now?"

Jiang Baimian pointed to the building that he had climbed before:

"Go there and find a room where there are no Heartless.

"When on duty at night, assign a person to monitor jeeps and armored vehicles, and shoot immediately if any creature approaches.

"To put it simply, use jeeps and armored vehicles as bait."

Long Yuehong opened her mouth, and wanted to praise the team leader, but found that it was not a good word.

"Team leader, he wants to say that you are insidious." Shang Jianyao offered to help.

"I, I didn't!" Long Yuehong denied it.

Jiang Baimian laughed and said:

"It's better to be insidious than stupid.

"Also, praise me for being smart, understand?"

While talking, they got off the armored vehicle, took out many cans, biscuits, and energy bars from the trunk of the jeep, and put them into their respective tactical backpacks.

In this way, if they really encounter a powerful enemy, they don't have to worry about the grenades destroying their food.

After checking the surroundings, a group of four people re-entered a unit in the first building.

Under the bright light, they saw the "unintentional person" at a glance.

The "unintentional man" was in his prime, wearing some clothes in a mess.

His hair was messy and dirty, but not too long, not reaching his shoulders.

At this time, this "unintentional person" had just opened the door of a silver-black elevator, and was holding a tool and climbing on the safety rope.

He raised his head, looked at Jiang Baimian and the others with cloudy eyes, then quietly withdrew his gaze, and looked down.

"He is maintaining, repairing the elevator?" Long Yuehong blurted out after a few seconds of silence.

Jiang Baimian let out a "hmm":

"should be."

At this time, Shang Jianyao suddenly said:

"I've seen him.

"When I was on duty before, I watched him come this way..."

He paused and added:

"Like a beast."

Chapter 87 once had

After listening to Shang Jianyao's description, Jiang Baimian nodded and did not speak.

Bai Chen and Long Yuehong also suddenly felt a little heavy and didn't know how to respond.

"Which floor do you want to go to? Those two elevators should work." After a few seconds, Jiang Baimian glanced at the LCD screen with white characters on a blue background and said.

At this time, the numbers representing the other two elevators are displayed normally.

"The sixth floor, right? We searched the previous room carefully, and it should be the safest place." Bai Chen put forward his opinion.

"Okay." Jiang Baimian nodded lightly, smiled and said, "Also, even if Qiao Chu returns, he would never have imagined that we would dare to stay there, just to catch him off guard."

While speaking, she took a few steps forward and pressed the button with the hand holding the "ice moss".

Soon, the silver-black door of an elevator opened, exuding a slightly stale atmosphere.

Jiang Baimian checked it carefully, and walked inside first:

"no problem."

When Shang Jianyao and others entered, the elevator door slowly closed and went up smoothly.

When they left, they didn't close the door of Room 605, they just left it ajar.

Now, there is a white light coming out from inside, illuminating the cracks in the metal door quite shiny.

Just as Shang Jian Yao opened the door, Jiang Baimian suddenly stretched out a hand to block him.

"There are people inside." Jiang Baimian said in a deep voice.

"How many?" Shang Jian Yao seemed to be asking how many guests there were.

Long Yuehong raised her gun in response, ready to shoot.

Jiang Baimian took a slow breath, and glanced at Shang Jianyao:

"One."

"Qiao Chu is definitely not as fast as us... Those who are powerful should have rushed to the 'City Smart Network Control Center'... Those who are not strong will not act alone..." Bai Chen quickly analyzed, "Either it is a companion All dead, the relic hunter looking for a place to hide alone, but this is too coincidental. The ruins of this city are so big, and there are so many houses, how could it be possible to choose the one we stayed in before? Either it was the original owner of the house, a 'Heartless', following instinct after the lights came on, returned."

"Yes, my reason tells me that the probability of the former is slightly equal to zero, but didn't we happen to encounter so many things along the way, and finally came here? People, we must not be stubborn, and we would rather be more careful." Jiang Baimian I wanted to say "this may be because our life is not very good recently", but I was afraid of irritating Long Yuehong, so I forcibly changed the statement.

Just when she was about to give an order to change the hiding room, Shang Jianyao suddenly said:

"I want to go in and take a look."

"Hmm..." Jiang Baimian pondered for a moment, "Let's take a look, I'm also curious about what the original owner of this room looked like. Be careful."

Shang Jianyao nodded, and cautiously entered Room 605 with an assault rifle in his hand.

Compared with when they left, there is almost no change here, except that the white tiles and tan floor reflect the light, bringing out an indescribable warmth.

After entering a certain range, Shang Jianyao could already sense where that person was without Jiang Baimian reminding him again.

"He" is deep in the corridor, in the small bedroom on the right.

Shang Jian Yao approached step by step, and soon saw that the bedroom door was open, with orange light flowing out.

And on the narrow bed inside, there was a person lying on the surface of the blue sheet with many golden stars.

She should be a woman, with a slightly stooped body, a wrinkled face, full of wrinkles, like dried orange peel, and long, messy, white hair.

Glancing at the woman, Shang Jianyao instantly understood where the white hairs he found on the pillow in this bedroom came from.

At the same time, he also recognized the other party, this is an "unintentional person" he saw when he was on duty at night.

This "unintentional person" had already pulled up the quilt that matched the bed sheet, which was curled up messily, covering half of his body.

At this time, she stretched out her hands, holding a book, and looked at it intently.

Her sleeves were pink and whitish, and they didn't seem to fit her well.

Sensing Shang Jianyao's approach, the "unintentional person" looked up at him, then lowered his head and looked at the booklet in his hand.

Shang Jianyao stared at it for a while, then walked over there with an assault rifle in his hand.

Jiang Baimian behind him wanted to remind her, but saw Shang Jianyao squatting down beside the bed, looking at the things in her hands with the "unintentional person".

After thinking for a second, Jiang Baimian followed, leaned over Shang Jianyao's head, and looked at the booklet.

With her experience and insight, she immediately recognized that this should be a photo album.

Each page of this photo album is made of transparent plastic, and there are many colorful photos in it.

The first thing Jiang Baimian saw was a little girl.

She was dressed in fluffy clothes and was quite cute. She was being hugged by a dignified, delicate and smiling young woman, crying very sadly.

At this time, the "unintentional person" flipped through the album and came to the next page.

And this also allowed Jiang Baimian to see the back of the photo just now.

The white there is slightly yellowish, and someone wrote a sentence in black pen:

"When my daughter was one year old."

Jiang Baimian seemed to understand something, and followed the flipping of the "unintentional person" and looked at other photos.

In those photos, the little girl is growing up, or riding on the shoulders of a man, or being held by men and women who appear repeatedly in the photos, or wearing a green monster costume with a tail, or wearing pink, which makes her skin white and tender.

Behind these photos, there is the same black handwriting.

They respectively write:

"When Nannan was two years old."

"When my daughter was three years old."

"When my daughter was four years old."

After flipping through the photo album, the handwriting stayed at "When Nannan was seven years old".

Jiang Baimian watched the photos silently, raised his head, and looked at the "unintentional person" lying on the bed again.

Her body is slightly bent, her face is shriveled and wrinkled, like dried orange peel, and her hair is long and messy, all white.

Jiang Baimian closed his eyes, leaned closer to Shang Jianyao's ear and said:

"Let's not bother her."

Shang Jian Yao nodded, stood up slowly, and retreated to the living room area.

Jiang Baimian wiped his eyes, pointed outside and said:

"Let's change places."

Bai Chen and Long Yuehong had no objection to this.

Not long after, they found a temporary hiding place on the eighth floor.

The layout here is exactly the same as Room 605.

"The jeeps and armored vehicles can only be seen from the window of the restaurant. Bai Chen, go there and monitor." After checking Room 805, Jiang Baimian looked around and began to issue tasks, "Long Yuehong, you are here at the floor-to-ceiling windows, observe the outside The movements on the street. Shang Jianyao and I will rest for a while, and we will rotate you in an hour."

"Yes, team leader!" Bai Chen and Long Yuehong held their weapons and came to the position with the best view.

Shang Jian Yao did not take a break, and found a place with jacks to sit down, and took out the palm-sized speaker and various small instruments, tools, components, and circuits from the tactical backpack that he had picked up earlier.

"Don't be in such a hurry to fix it?" Jiang Baimian saw his intention.

Shang Jianyao tried the tools one by one under the glow of the fluorescent lamp, and replied:

"It's important."

"Why?" Jiang Baimian was slightly taken aback.

"Don't you think having music accompanies you at critical moments can help you perform better?" Shang Jian Yao said without looking up, "This speaker looks like it has its own memory chip, and there must be old world music in it. .”

"...I don't think so." Jiang Baimian gave up persuading.

Anyway, she didn't think she could really rest here, because the existence of "advanced mindless people" and deformed creatures made her feel uneasy about Long Yuehong, a novice.

She said she wanted to rest, but in fact she just closed her eyes and rested her mind, she would still be distracted and sense her surroundings.