Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 957: Little tadpole, look for mom…look for one or twelve

When the simulated daylight lit up again inside the Yuehai, Lin Sanjiu was already hurriedly walking to the captain's room. At this time, cadres from all levels of the Night Travel Girl were probably gathered together, waiting to hear her explain in detail what happened when she left Biluo District that night - when they left yesterday, the young driver named Tan Zhang This matter was entrusted to her; but it was not until she woke up this morning that she suddenly realized what a great opportunity this was, and secretly regretted that she had not reacted earlier.

It seems that no matter how much we evolve, people still have to rest.

"...When I talked about this matter with Tan Zhang yesterday, I was in a hurry and I didn't have time to talk about some details."

Standing in front of more than a dozen high-ranking officials on the ship, Lin Sanjiu spoke clearly and loudly - the young pilot frowned and moved in the back seat. She had already thought about her words, so she spoke fluently without any hesitation: "On the way to the port of call, I happened to pass by an arsenal. At that time, there were sirens and chaos everywhere, so I walked toward a passing arsenal. The member inquired about it... At that time, he hurriedly briefly explained the situation."

She paused, feeling that every pair of eyes in the room were focusing on her, including the low-ranking members of Luyan Level 1 who were standing far behind, waiting for her to continue without saying a word. .

"The Arsenal Commander was murdered."

As soon as this sentence was thrown out, there was a gasp.

"I think this was not mentioned in the message they sent out? It was three outsiders who killed him. After the alarm was sounded and everyone surrounded the command tower, one of them took advantage of He escaped from the arsenal... The member of the arsenal whom I asked about the situation seemed to be out to hunt for fugitives, because he also described the man's appearance to me and asked me if I had seen him nearby."

When she said this, she felt a few cadres sitting in the front row straighten their backs slightly.

"What kind of people are they?" One of the thin men with sideburns trimmed into a hook shape asked, "Maybe they are Sibaan's accomplices. I heard that Sibaan did not go in alone. ."

The person who went in with him was standing in front of them.

"Then I don't know," Lin Sanjiu shook his head while maintaining his composure, "When I asked about the situation, no one mentioned Sibaan... What they are looking for is a person who looks like a man at first glance. He is not very old, but if you look carefully you will find that he is no longer young."

"So does he look young or not?" another middle-aged woman asked in a very unpleasant tone. She seemed more like giving orders than asking questions.

They were not even polite to Lin Sanjiu, an outsider.

Lin Sanjiu didn't mind the middle-aged woman's attitude - in fact, she was eager for someone to ask this question. With a bit of luck, she immediately described 12's appearance in detail, not forgetting to add, "Someone heard his companions call him 12."

It is a pity that the artist cannot draw the picture as required, otherwise if there is a picture, the certainty of finding 12 will be greater.

The Night Travel Girl members gathered here, especially the middle and low-level cadres, spend most of their time every day maintaining the operation of this spaceship; not to mention that they were responsible for creating the passenger roster, Arranging food, clothing, housing and transportation - if anyone has seen 12, then he is probably among this group of people.

Lin Sanjiu's eyes swept over the faces, trying to find some clues on their faces.

"Why does this person sound familiar?" Someone muttered. When she hurriedly followed the sound, she didn't know whose mouth it came from; several people in that direction were looking at her.

"Maybe I saw it wrong. Anyway, that person can't be on this ship." Tan Zhang responded without looking back, staring at Lin Sanjiu, wondering what he was thinking: "He came from Biluo District By the time we escape, we should be in the sky already."

No, we can't let them have this idea.

They are all potential eyes, looking for 12 for themselves - just as Lin Sanjiu was racking his brains to create a reasonable "reason to board the ship" for 12, a middle-aged man sitting steadily in the middle said in a deep voice Stopping her thoughts: "Let's not mention that person. What do you know about Sba'an's invasion?"

"I don't know anything," she replied immediately.

The room fell silent, and Tan Zhang's slender eyes turned around her again.

Since she didn't know the most important part, everyone got up and dispersed after chatting a few more words. As soon as the person left, Lu Yan came to Tan Zhang's side like a horse with its bridle taken off. However, the young man with small eyes shook his head at her and walked towards Lin Sanjiu instead.

"You did a good job today," he said in a polite manner, but when he opened his mouth, he still sounded like a superior facing a subordinate - these people from the Twelve Organizations are probably used to the sense of superiority in the central twelve circles. . "Did Stan go find you this morning?"

"Who?" Lin Sanjiu didn't react for a moment.

"Stan," the young man frowned again with a serious expression: "Stan Smith... is the man I sent to lead you yesterday."

Lin Sanjiu blinked.

"It's normal that she didn't ask for her name," Lu Yan came over and interjected, "That man looked like he couldn't open his mouth. He didn't want anyone to talk to him after seeing it... Didn't you also just tell me this morning? I found it out by checking the list."

Tan Zhang coughed.

"I thought his name was Octo," Lin Sanjiu glanced at the two of them, "He told me this himself. Why, aren't you familiar with him?"

"That's his middle name," Lu Yan said briskly.

"I'm not familiar with him, maybe." Tan Zhang frowned, "You're new here, so I've asked him to familiarize you with the environment over the past few days."

The sentence "No need" came to her lips, and Lin Sanjiu swallowed it back. She looked into Tan Zhang's eyes, considered his attitude for a while, then smiled as hard as she could and nodded: "Thank you for being so thoughtful."

Lu Yan's clear eyes turned around her and then back to Tan Zhang. This little girl seemed to be very interested in everything, and her thoughts were flying like a balloon that was swept away by the wind. She was not sure where she would land. At this time, she smiled at the two of them and let Lin Sanjiu She felt like she had thought of something helpless - in order to get away, she nodded quickly: "Then I'll go first. I'll go find O... Stan. Where is he?"

Lu Yan immediately volunteered to lead her the way - perhaps girls and boys of this age have such abundant energy that they almost overflow; she spoke softly and quickly, like a sparrow that had just been awakened by the early spring. Even though she is not a beauty, she is bright, rich and vigorous. Even if you chat aimlessly with her for a while, you can't help but be infected by her warm expression.

"This is it." After chatting for a long time, the two of them had arrived at their destination. The little girl said as she knocked on the door of the room: "Stan! Stan!"

She knocked several times and the door was opened from the inside. An unfamiliar rectangular face poked out, "Stop yelling, he's not here."

"Where are the others?" Lu Yan didn't seem to believe it, and stood on tiptoe to look inside.

"I came back very late yesterday and went out early in the morning." The rectangular face yawned, "There must be a mission... I'm too lazy to ask him."

Facing that dark-faced man who refuses to speak, many people probably feel this way, as if taking the initiative to talk to him is asking for trouble.

"I'll look for him," Lu Yan turned around and smiled at Lin Sanjiu, his teeth shining white, "When I find him, let him come to your place!"

How can I let a little girl run errands for me? But before Lin Sanjiu could say anything, she had already turned around and ran out - she watched Lu Yan's back disappear around the corner, saw the rectangular face about to close the door, and hurriedly held the door.

The rectangular face raised its eyes.

"Your roommate," Lin Sanjiu smiled apologetically at him, "What's his name?"

The expression on the rectangular face seemed to be mentally retarded.

"When she knocked on the door just now, didn't she already call out his name?" He was very puzzled, "His name is Stan!"

"Um...are you familiar with him?"

"Not familiar," the rectangular face shrugged, trying to slide the door shut, but Lin Sanjiu's slender and strong arms still held the door handle. He glanced at her, a little unhappy: "I'm just the roommate assigned to him halfway. I don't know who he is. I can't beat him."

"Halfway?" Lin Sanjiu caught the word, "Who was his roommate before?"

"It seems to be a friend who joined the organization together and boarded the ship together." The rectangular face recalled, "I heard about it too, so I'm not sure... but we anchored on the Yuehai to receive the second wave of experiments. That friend suddenly disappeared."

"Missed?"

"That's what I heard." When it came to the gossip, the rectangular face seemed to be a little interested, and he couldn't stop talking and started talking to her from the beginning: "...it's hard to find a person on the Yuehai. You don’t know how strict the screening was at that time! Not to mention the inexplicable outsiders, even the internal ones were selected. I don’t know who could be so stupid, get on the ship, and sneak away secretly. In this way, the organization will also have to Remove him from the list... What's more, he may have missed an opportunity to never have to teleport again."

"Has Stan spoken less since then?"

"How do I know what he was like before? Anyway, I have been friends with his roommate for a few days, and we didn't speak more than ten sentences."

"Let me ask another question." Lin Sanjiu said softly, "Did he say his name was Octo? Maybe it was a middle name."

"No!" The rectangular face said two words, and with all his strength, he slid the door shut as she let go of her hand.

Lin Sanjiu looked at the door and pondered for a while, then suddenly turned her head - she raised her gaze and met "Stan" not far away.

Lu Yan moves so fast? Or did he just come back at this time?

Before she could wonder how much he had heard, Stan had already walked over. He looked at Lin Sanjiu twice. Although his face was still expressionless, the faint luster in his eyes always seemed to make people feel a little different - if I had to describe it, it was like being awakened by a stick in the grass. snake.

Maybe it was because she had preconceived ideas that she felt like this?

"Middle name," Stan said shortly, staring at her, obviously listening to everything about the conversation. "Where to go?"

This is not just a matter of name... Lin Sanjiu looked back into his eyes, with a vague thought floating in her mind.

Don't rush things.

She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's just that it's not common for others to call you by your middle name... I just thought I had the wrong person."

Stan didn't even nod.

Just when Lin Sanjiu thought that he would not be able to say a word, Stan suddenly spoke up: "I haven't finished my task yet, so you can go shopping by yourself first."

Lin Sanjiu was stunned: "Wait a minute, Tan Zhang said——"

Stan turned around and left as if he hadn't heard. Being in a residential area where evolved people come and go, Lin Sanjiu really couldn't force him to stay - besides, she couldn't think of any reason why she should keep him.

But he can’t live without this spaceship anyway~IndoMTL.com~ You can come find him next time.

On the way to the bulletin board, Lin Sanjiu fell into deep thought as he walked.

How should she confirm whether Octo is his middle name?

The Twelve Organizations are not like the government agencies before the apocalypse. They will not register all the information in detail. Even if he said his middle name was Napoleon Bonaparte, she had no means to confirm it.

There is only one doubt...that is, everyone, including his roommate, apparently calls him "Stan".

Now think about it, when Lin Sanjiu asked him what his name was on the bulletin board yesterday, "Stan" was distracted by the flow of information - at that time, he blurted out "Oke" Trust”.

Words spoken subconsciously and inadvertently are often the truth.

If Octo is his real name and he is not Stan Smith at all...then the sudden disappearance of Stan Smith's friends can be explained. That friend knew all about Stan, and it was too dangerous to stay around... But after all, was there really someone pretending to be Stan Smith?

His face can change so completely...that means...

Lin Sanjiu frowned, not knowing where she was going; when she came to her senses, she found that she was standing on the observation deck. There were not many people on the observation deck today, and the attraction of the dark universe to people quickly faded as time went by.

She stood there in trance for a while, and was suddenly called back to her attention by the sound of footsteps behind her.

"Willy?" Tan Zhang's voice rang, "I called you, didn't you hear me?"

Lin Sanjiu turned around and smiled: "Oh, I was a little distracted..."

"That thing for listening to music last time," Tan Zhang asked nonchalantly, "can you lend it to me for a few minutes?"