my cell game

One is a driving instructor;

Another one is

"Huh?" Jiang Zuo paused, focusing on the last name.

Luo Xiaoan, mother: unemployed; father: CDC judge!

Something to do with the CDC?

Jiang Zuo quickly opened the tablet and found the website of the Nanyang CDC.

The list of employees in the CDC is basically public. Except for those inquisitors who come secretly, which need to be kept secret, the rest of the resident inquisitors in the CDC are basically locals, and the list is easy to find.

"Luo Chenghong is a level 3 inquisitor, a permanent member of the CDC." Jiang Zuo quickly found the list of inquisitors, which was exactly the same as the one given by An Quantao.

"Luo Xiaoan will mutate, and Luo Chenghong is from the CDC," Jiang Zuo muttered to himself. He thought this was a good opportunity to connect with the CDC.

Or rather, this is an opportunity to plant eyeliner within the royal ranks!

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Zuo decided to seize the opportunity and pull Luo Chenghong into his camp.

However, Jiang Zuo had no plans to come forward by himself. It would be too dangerous to expose himself to the CDC.He developed An Quantao just to let An Quantao do some things instead of him.

"Luo Chenghong, Zhenyan, and Zhang Hao also need help." Jiang Zuo sorted out the three things to be done in reality, and he was going to hand over these three things to An Quantao.

After careful calculation, An Quantao is still in charge of manpower development after the blood tide, which is quite a lot of work.

It seems that being Jiang Zuo's subordinate is not an easy task.

No way, now Jiang Zuo is still in the period of accumulating strength, and the Inquisitor army is still in the early stage of entrepreneurship, it is normal to be a little tired, Jiang Zuo himself is too busy.

"Are you going out again?" Shu Ran asked, seeing Jiang Zuo wearing a mask and windbreaker.

"Come back soon." Jiang Zuo pushed open the window, and there was already a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window.

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Chapter 271 The Air Raid Shelter

so cold

Jiang Zuo was shivered by the cold wind mixed with snowflakes. It was so f*ckingly cold outside, but the heating in the ward was comfortable.

I really don't want to go out

No, it's too troublesome to keep in touch like this. After the blood tide, the environment is chaotic, and I can't always go to the building to find An Quantao.

There must be an easier method of contact.

Jiang Zuo walked on the eaves and saw a closed convenience store.It has snowed heavily for four consecutive days, and it has become a snowstorm. There are almost no pedestrians on the road, and the convenience stores close very early.

"The ones sold inside should have phone cards." Jiang Zuo looked around, seeing no one around, kicked open the glass door of the convenience store.

After rummaging inside for a while, Jiang Zuo found a phone card. This kind of phone card that does not require identity registration is the most suitable for Jiang Zuo's needs.

He took a total of twelve cards. He and An Quantao each had six cards. One card was used for normal calls, one card was used to prevent normal calls from being tracked, and one card was used to prevent the backup card from being tracked. a spare for prevention, a spare for being tracked, a spare for

Well, Jiang Zuo simply thinks that the environment in Blood Tide is not safe. If you don’t get more at this time, you may not have a chance to buy it in Blood Tide.

After the calculation, Jiang Zuo put the twelve phone cards, together with the money for the broken glass door, on the cash register of the convenience store.

If you break something, you have to pay for it. Jiang Zuo still has a sense of public morality.

Walking quickly, Jiang Zuo picked up some old-fashioned push-button mobile phones along the way.As for why it is not a smartphone, it is mainly because there are surveillance cameras in stores that sell smartphones.

When he came to An Quantao's office, Jiang Zuo went directly through the window.

An Quantao was drinking tea at his desk, when he suddenly felt the cold wind howling behind him, he turned his head, just in time to see the clown coming in through the window, and was startled.

"Okay, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. You take these mobile phones and calling cards and contact them by phone later." Jiang Zuo threw the mobile phone and calling cards to him casually, and then said: "The blood wave will break out tonight, before that , I need you to do three things."

Then, Jiang Zuo quickly assigned the three tasks, and took out a card from his pocket at the same time.

This is the pass order that Qiu Xuening gave to Jiang Zuo before. Luo Chenghong probably has already arrived at the refuge, and he needs a pass order to find him.

"Good luck, you will get the reward you deserve after completing the task." Jiang Zuo lined up a row of test tubes containing helium bowls of titanium and titanium on the table, patted An Quantao on the shoulder, and looked out from the window. left.

"Find Luo Chenghong, find Zhang Hao, and bring back what you see in the array." An Quantao silently recited the task Jiang Zuo gave him, got up and began to prepare.

On the expressway around the city, black roadblocks were lined up outside the toll booths at the intersection of the expressway, and the roadblocks were half submerged by heavy snow.

On either side of the barricade were two machine guns, and around it stood a group of heavily armed troops.

In the snowstorm, two judges chatted against the pillars of the toll booth, and a helicopter took off to patrol.

There was wind and snow outside the windows of the helicopter, and the visibility was almost non-existent.The pilot of the helicopter monitors the road conditions through the installed thermal imaging display.

In cold weather, any object with heat is clearly displayed on the thermal imager like a bright light in the dark.

Suddenly, an orange-red object appeared on the screen of the thermal imager.The height of the helicopter decreased and it quickly approached the orange-red object.

"The high-speed entrance is one kilometer away. The four-person car is approaching us at a speed of 20k per hour. The number of people in the car is unknown." The pilot reported the situation to the army at the roadblock.

The army behind the roadblock immediately moved into action, and the two judges stubbed out their cigarette butts, and walked into the snowstorm to hide.

In such windy and snowy weather, the visibility is frighteningly low, and the snow on the highway has not been cleared. It is obviously unrealistic to expect a car pa&039;tao&039;kua with snow chains to run too fast.

After more than half an hour, the car moving forward at a low speed barely passed the roadblock.

"Stop!" Two soldiers with guns stepped forward. One stood behind and raised his gun to aim. The other stepped forward and knocked on the window of the car. "This is a military control zone. Unrelated people are not allowed to approach!"

An Quantao in the driver's seat rolled down the window, handed him the pass that Jiang Zuo gave him, and handed him two cigarettes along the way.

The cigarette was rejected, and the soldiers at the front trotted back with the pass, and trotted to the sentry box at the toll booth to verify the authenticity.

After a while, the green light in the sentry box came on, and in the vast snowstorm, two judges who were hidden in the snowstorm came out, one on the left and the other on the right.

One of the judges waved to An Quantao and signaled him to get off the car.

An Quantao opened the car door, followed the two judges, and walked into the sentry box.

"I'll send him off, you stay here to watch." The judge who spoke seemed to be of a higher level, obviously having seen blood, An Quantao could feel the aura exuded by him when he spoke.

The judge took An Quantao into the car and drove towards the air-raid shelter at the end of the highway.

Along the way, the judge did not ask An Quantao's identity, and An Quantao's prepared words were useless.

An Quantao felt a little relieved, he handed over a cigarette, but the other party didn't pick it up, An Quantao lit himself a cigarette

It seems that, as the boss said, this group of people only recognizes the order but not the person.The pass has been taken away when passing the roadblock, which means that the pass cannot be reused. If someone leaves the air-raid shelter and wants to enter through the roadblock, it is almost impossible.

The air-raid shelter on the outskirts of the city arrived soon. The car stopped at the door of the air-raid shelter without turning off the engine. When An Quantao got out of the car, he drove away with a rumble.

No one in the air-raid shelter greeted An Quantao. Looking around the entire air-raid shelter, there were professionals coming and going, doctors, soldiers, judges, technicians, and a small number of family members.

The transferred family members accounted for only a small part, and the shelter of the air-raid shelter was only an additional attribute. Its real function was to be used as a command center, the command center after the bloody tide broke out in Nanyang City.

The huge air-raid shelter is divided into four areas, one is carrying various medical equipment as a temporary medical point;

One is full of boxes of black boxes, full of military supplies, as the army's garrison;

There is another one as a temporary command post, which houses various communication electronic equipment, and the judge's camp is also arranged here;

The last small area is the living area of ​​the family members.

Wires for communication have been built on the hillside outside the air-raid shelter, and communication in the snowstorm will be seriously disturbed. There are special communication drones high above the sky as a transfer point to collect messy signals in the snowstorm.

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Chapter 272 Little Gift

An Quantao is a person who has seen the world anyway, and he has already recorded Luo Chenghong's appearance in his mind.

The judges are concentrated in the command center and stand by. If you want to find the judges, you should go to the area of ​​the command center.

Walking to the door of the command center, An Quantao was politely stopped by two guards.The guard said that no one else is allowed to enter the command center area.

Having had the experience of hitting a wall the previous two times, An Quantao didn't pass the cigarettes again. The approach of passing cigarettes is not very practical here.

Without saying a word, he turned and left from the other side.

Can't enter from the front, the only way left is to sneak in.As for breaking in, An Quantao felt that he hadn't lived enough, and he wanted to live for another few decades.

However, after looking at the judges coming and going around and the soldiers patrolling back and forth on the high platform, An Quantao immediately gave up his plan to sneak in.

After all, he was at most a level 2 rookie inquisitor. If he wanted to infiltrate in such a densely guarded place, he might not know how to write death.

In desperation, he could only stand aside and wait patiently, observing every judge who entered and exited the command center.

Inside, a group of judges seemed to be having a meeting in the tent. After about an hour, a group of judges poured out from the tent exit of the command center, and it seemed that the meeting was over.

An Quantao quickly scanned the crowd coming out, suddenly his eyes lit up and he found Luo Chenghong's figure at the end of the crowd.

An Quantao remained calm, quietly mixed into the crowd, walked around behind Luo Chenghong, and patted Luo Chenghong's shoulder from behind.

"Who?"

Luo Chenghong, who was looking down at his notes, stopped and turned around in astonishment, only to see a strange face.

"Luo Chenghong, Mr. Luo, I want to talk to you alone. Believe me, the content of the conversation is very important to you." An Quantao said in a low voice.

Luo Chenghong looked at this unexpected visitor vigilantly. He looked at the heavily armed guards and judges around him, thought for a moment, and nodded.

He believed that no one would have the guts to hijack an inquisitor here, even an inquisitor with rich experience in actual combat.

"You guys go first, this gentleman and I will go over there to chat for a while." Luo Chenghong said to several other companions, while pointing to the general direction outside the air-raid shelter, "I will be back in 10 minutes at the latest," he repeated , "10 minutes at the latest."

An Quantao smiled, he didn't expect Luo Chenghong to be so vigilant.

It seemed like a greeting, but actually revealed the general location and time of the conversation to his companions, 10 minutes at the latest, if Luo Chenghong did not return safely after 10 minutes, An Quantao felt that the area would probably be surrounded by judges.

After explaining a few words, the two left the air-raid shelter and stopped under a base station outside the air-raid shelter.

"Okay, here it is. Sir, what do you want to tell me?" Luo Chenghong asked.

"A cigarette?" An Quantao habitually took out the cigarette again, he knew that the other party would not want it, he just wanted to smoke it himself.

"No." The other party refused.

An Quantao lit it for himself, but he didn't expect that the orange flame was extinguished by the wind and snow as soon as he lit it.

Ordered it again, still the same.

An Quantao threw the cigarette butt away, and got back to business: "Mr. Luo, I came this time to talk to you and give you some help. The blood tide is coming."

"I know." Luo Chenghong frowned. Those who can come to the air-raid shelter basically know about the blood tide, so you need to talk about such a trivial matter?

"Unfortunately, your daughter is sorry, it may be a bit abrupt for me to say this, but I still want to tell you that your daughter will mutate into Deadpool in this blood wave."

Hearing this, Luo Chenghong took a step back, his eyes became dangerous.An Quantao's words were heard in his ears, it was a kind of curse and cursing: "I advise you to take this sentence back."

Are you cursing my daughter to mutate into Deadpool?

An Quantao didn't understand the blood tide, and he didn't know the weight of his own words.

But Luo Chenghong is an insider. He knows that no one can predict when the blood tide will come, and it is impossible for anyone to predict who will become Deadpool.

If there was such an ability to predict who would become Deadpool, the air-raid shelter would have been opened to the outside world long ago, screening absolutely safe citizens to take refuge in, instead of being sealed like this for internal use only.

"Don't get excited, I still have something to give you." An Quantao had already expected the other party's reaction, he took out a ball of foam sponge from his underwear pocket, opened it, and there were two small sealed test tubes inside.

An Quantao handed over the two test tubes, "Open it and have a look, it's a little gift for you."

Luo Chenghong hesitated for a moment, and took one of the test tubes vigilantly.

The test tube was filled with translucent black-purple crystals. The crystals were between solid and liquid, showing a fluid texture, which gave Luo Chenghong a very familiar feeling.

Luo Chenghong glanced at the other party, opened the test tube, dipped some out of it, and squeezed it gently with his fingers.

Feeling the familiar and unfamiliar touch, Luo Chenghong's face changed suddenly, and his eyes looking at the test tube became sharp in an instant.

Helium bowl ethyl titanium!

At the moment when he encountered the crystal in the test tube, Luo Chenghong was completely sure that the thing in the test tube was a helium bowl, ethyl titanium!

Except for helium and titanium, there is no other substance in this world that can produce this effect.He could clearly feel that the finger that touched the black-purple crystal was strengthened a lot in a short time, and he could penetrate the steel plate with one finger.

"Where did you get it?" Luo Chenghong's breathing began to become rapid. The more he became a judge, the more he knew the preciousness of the helium bowl, ethyl titanium.

In the past few months as a judge, the helium bowl and titanium titanium that passed through his hands were at least dozens of grams, but these were all handed over to the royal family, and any process must be closely monitored, so he had no chance.

As a judge, he was stuck at level 3 for a long, long time, not because he was not strong.In fact, his accumulation is already enough, what is lacking is Helium Boyi starting

He did not know how many reports he had written to apply for the helium bowl, ethyl titanium, and he was going crazy because he was unable to approve such a precious strategic material.