Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

Depression Lagoon, Lower Town.

Du En, the manager of Community No. 1, is feeling uneasy at the moment.

The surrounding gang members looked at him with awe in their eyes, but at this moment, they also had a trace of doubt in their hearts: Their boss, who usually remained unmoved even when the mountain collapsed, why did he always look a little uneasy lately? feel.

Only Doon himself knows.

Even in this lower city, he is one of the managers of the five major communities, and the black industry is surging under his control like running water... But in front of the real big shots, he is just working hard for the other party. A service dog.

If we can look after homes and nursing homes, then there is still some value in existence.

But now.

This one seems a bit unbearable.

"Is there still no news about the two people in Community No. 4 and Community No. 3?" He looked at his subordinates who were shaking their heads, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom. He immediately ordered: "Then go to No. 2! It's really not possible..."

If that doesn't work, we can only go to the central community at No. 0 and contact the technology hunters in the upper city.

If there is no news from them... then will it be his turn... After this thought flashed in Du En's mind, it lingered around until it became a definite fact.

However, this matter itself is not terrible. Even if someone arrogantly wants to compete for power in the lower city, they cannot shake the entire depression lagoon; the one above him does not require them, those bastards abandoned by the outside world, to be able to hold on. The foundation of Xiacheng District...

What really matters is.

An inquiry came from Black Scratch Town before the storm. The headquarters was very dissatisfied with the results reported after the self-inspection and self-correction of the organization in the depression lagoon, and claimed that it would soon dispatch an inspector to lead the team to personally guide the inspection in the depression lagoon.

This is an extremely rare action in the history of technology hunters, which are known for their loose organization.

It is said that it is related to the defection of the team that previously performed the Mourning Mine mission, and the watchers in the inner ring are also very concerned about this matter.

Even in the depression lagoon, most technology hunters did not understand the reason. They only knew that perhaps due to pressure from their superiors, the law enforcement team, which was already quite strict in the past, acted more frequently, and many grassroots members were taken away for interrogation.

However, only people like Du En know the truth.

"When Black Scratch issued the notice for the first time, the big shots didn't take it seriously. The law enforcement team even took the opportunity to submit the list and put the usual opponents on it to eradicate dissidents..." Du En thought to himself. , "I just didn't expect that this time the higher-ups were not fooled, but their attitude became more severe. I'm afraid they are going to take serious action."

In order to delay as much time as possible, the Depression Lagoon has recently reduced the frequency of going out on duty, but it cannot be blocked directly without a reasonable excuse.

This storm was a God-sent opportunity.

Judging from the time, if it were not for the sudden storm that enveloped the depression lagoon outside, the black-scratched prosecutor would have boarded here menacingly.

But stalling for time alone is of no use.

What they are really trying to do is cover up the evidence.

In the past, if Depression Lagoon wanted to do something, it would be enough to assign tasks to its subordinate technology hunters, but now the only ones it can rely on are the managers of the lower city.

Both the quantity and quality of manpower are far from enough.

However, under this situation, the two downtown communities on the first and second floors from the bottom seemed to be in turmoil together, and their managers could not be contacted.

As the manager of Community No. 1, it would take some time for Du En to send messengers down to deliver the news back, but at the same time, he was closer to the uptown area and more aware of the urgency of the outside world.

"We can't continue like this!" He hesitated for a while, then called a close guard, "You and I will go to Community No. 0 in person."

The guard in front of him nodded and lowered his head. His face was slightly unclear, but judging from the outline, Du En was indeed familiar.

He still remembered that this guard was loyal and considerate in his work. The only flaw was that perhaps because he was young and gentle, he was usually too popular with women, which made many brothers in the gang complain.

"Well... where are my keys?" Du En was ready. Before leaving, he fumbled in the inner pocket of his coat for a while, but found nothing.

He was going to meet with the managers of Community No. 0 on this trip, not to reminisce about old times or seek help, but to meet the tasks assigned to them by their superiors, some of which required the cooperation of various managers to complete.

In this way, everyone has gone through it once, and it is regarded as a pledge of honor. It will be even more difficult to get rid of them afterwards, and there is no possibility of betraying and seeking glory midway until they are caught.

"Is it the dance hall next to the No. 2-4 drilling rig?" the guard reminded, "The captain told me that you came out from there in the morning."

In this Xiacheng area, in addition to pipelines, there are all kinds of abandoned machinery and steel structures. The outside of the entire oil drilling platform looks very neat and majestic, but the internal environment is still quite complicated. And it is in this environment that the community Managers still find ways to pursue a comfortable and luxurious life.

Even if it can't be compared with the outside.

"It's possible." Du En's face brightened. Although the situation was urgent, the more nervous he became, the more he needed to vent his anger. The more he failed to think about it, the more he missed the point. "You go and get it for me... No, I'll go there myself. You Wait for me in the ladder first!"

After saying that, Du En didn't wait for the guard to agree, put on his coat and hurriedly walked towards the depths of the pipe.

The guard watched him leave, and then did not go to the elevator to Community 0 as the manager ordered, but returned the same way.

Along the way, he met other high-ranking officials and operators in the gang, and greeted them normally, occasionally negotiated a few words, and there was nothing unusual.

Until he walked to a wall, there was no one around, he opened the curtain covering the steel, revealing a mechanical password lock.

The young man pressed one hand on the wall, feeling the vibration inside, and slowly turned the copper ring on the lock with the other hand. With a very subtle sound, the lock tongue popped out and fit perfectly.

The hidden secret door slowly opened.

With master-level lock-picking skills and the disguise effect of the face-pinching module, Lu Meng could do all this easily.

"As we gradually approached the upper city, the level of security of the personnel increased a lot. In some places, we could even see traces left by the technology hunters." He waited for the heavy iron door to open automatically. "For example, this combination lock is obviously the product they searched for from the ruins."

The closer to the upper city, the faster the depression lagoon can respond if there is unrest here.

Lu Meng and others started from the bottom community No. 4 and moved up like a hot knife through butter. Before the chaos in the lower community spread, they had already invaded the upper level.

The managers of the No. 4 and No. 3 communities are now dead. The manager of the No. 2 community is more shrewd. After he noticed the death of the previous manager, he did not try to mobilize troops to clear the rebellion like his predecessor, but sent people to the No. 1 community to inform the news while hiding himself.

However, his speed was still a step slower, and after losing the leader, the mob in Community No. 2 could not form an effective resistance at all, and was actually occupied by the drifters instigated by Bo. They changed into the image of gang members in a very short time, blocking the community on the grounds of chaos and hindering the investigation of the upper community.

Therefore, Du En has not received any effective information so far.

Although the original manager of Community No. 2 has not been found yet, he probably dare not show up now, otherwise he will fall into the trap.

After connecting the three communities, Lu Meng and his friends have understood that simply cleaning up these debris may change the temporary situation of the drifters, but it cannot solve the fundamental problem.

"What is really important is the clues and industry details of drug trafficking and drug production in the depression lagoon..." Lu Meng thought, "The reason why Huang Xiang was targeted is that the manager wanted to pull him into the gang, but was rejected - but neither Huang Xiang nor the manager knew what they were doing specifically."

Otherwise, the community would not have kept Huang Xiang until now.

For example, Bo and Lu Meng only had speculations before, but no actual evidence.

From the testimony obtained by Chad, it can be known that there are relationships between several managers and the senior executives of the Technology Hunters... But once the other party refuses to admit it, the nature of the incident is at most that the management of the drifter community by the Depression Lagoon is ineffective, and after cleaning up a batch of gloves, they can punish themselves with three cups of wine.

The reason why the managers were all abandoned in the past is probably related to this, so that they can get rid of the relationship at any time.

The person who designed this system is also very thoughtful.

But this is definitely not what Bo or Lu Meng want to see: for the anti-slavery person who came from the Depression Lagoon, she doesn't want her hometown to be transformed from the original old industrial community into a drug den; and in Lu Meng's eyes, as long as the nature of the lake town does not change completely, it may still interfere with her plan in the Sorrowful Mine Town.

As for completely occupying the Depression Lagoon, this is unrealistic-no matter what, the other party is the territory of the Technology Hunters, and any problems are internal conflicts, in short, it is their internal affairs.

If he took the opportunity to move in, not to mention confronting the tech hunters in the south, it would be equivalent to falling out with the entire tech hunters and even the mechanics afterwards.

It's just a matter of degree.

Lu Meng knew clearly that if he wanted to change Lake Town, as long as there was no armed conflict, he could only play a supporting role for the time being.

So, he had no interest in taking action against the managers, but handed it over to Chad and Bo, and he mainly helped them shield the risks, just as if it was creating a perfect experience scene.

All the experience cannot be eaten by him alone. Due to the diminishing marginal effect, the efficiency and overall expectations of doing so now are even higher.

Every time at this time, Lu Meng couldn't help but sigh: When he was growing up, why didn't he have such a kind big brother to take care of him, and he had to carefully create opportunities himself.

Now, Bo has taken Chad into Community No. 1, saying that he is taking him to familiarize himself with the stealth assassination skills-this tech hunter has been with them for so many days, and he is gradually not so much like a tech hunter, but more like an anti-slaver.

As for Lu Meng himself, although he just passed by the boss of Community No. 1, his task was to collect the information and traces that these managers tried to cover up.

"But even if I get it... who can I give it to?" Lu Meng thought in his heart.

The secret door was completely opened.

It was pitch black inside, without any light, and it looked very much in line with the definition of a "secret room" in the stereotype.

This was his goal.

However, Lu Meng, who was supposed to step in, was standing by the door at this moment, and his eyebrows moved.

"Is it Boss Du..." An old voice came from inside, as if it was a guard.

"Yes... No, I'm Xiaolu." Lu Meng paused, "Grandpa, do you still remember me? It was indeed Boss Du who asked me to come. He forgot his key in the dance hall, so I came to get his 'things' on his behalf."

"Remember, remember." The voice inside responded, "Come and get it yourself. I sprained my ankle when I got up last night. Now it hurts a lot when I walk a few steps. Ouch..."

"Then the old man must be careful," Lu Meng heard the words and walked sideways into the door. It was pitch black inside, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You didn't turn on the light, no wonder you sprained your ankle."

As His figure entered the secret room, and the entire secret door behind him began to close. Then there was a rustling sound, which really sounded like an old man with injured legs and feet, struggling to get up and limping towards this side: "Xiaolu is still so naughty. I told you that I was injured in the middle of the night last night. I couldn't even stand up, so how could I have the energy to turn on the light."

"Okay," Lu Meng pretended to grope on the wall, "Where is the switch?"

"It's right there..."

At some point, the old man's voice became quite slow, almost spitting out one word at a time.

And his footsteps had been ringing for a while, but he still hadn't come behind Lu Meng, accompanied by the creaking sound of the secret door closing, as if waiting for it to close completely.

"Click".

The heavy steel closed, the machine turned, and locked tightly.

A strand of pale hair appeared behind Lu Meng's vision, but he shouldn't be able to see in the dark, so he pretended not to see it.

And at this time.

Lu Meng finally touched the light cord.

"Grandpa, I turned on the light..." Lu Meng said, but the next moment, he suddenly turned around.

He met the old man's sight.

It was indeed a white-haired old man with wrinkles all over his face. He looked quite old. According to the information he had gathered in a short time, he was another confidant of Du En, the boss of Community No. 1, who was responsible for managing this secret room that stored the flow of information from all parties in the lower city.

Although this position was low, few people had access to it.

But its importance was self-evident.

However, the moment Lu Meng met the old man's sight, he saw no other emotion in his wide-open eyes, but fear!

The fear that only belonged to the dead, solidified in the pupils.

Floating in front of him was the severed head of an old man.

Lu Meng suddenly tilted his head.

A sharp blade cut through the air and whistled on the secret door behind him. The blade collided with the steel, sparking and illuminating his profile.

A light exclamation came from the darkness.

The next moment, as the strong wind passed, it seemed that something was placed on the side of Lu Meng. If he moved an inch, he would hit it. The cold touch was like a substance.

"Black Scratch Inquisitor, Lin Ji." The woman's curious voice came, "I thought another ghost came to die... How did you find it?"