In the dark and damp underground tunnel, Vader, who was wearing a power armor, was walking slowly.
As far as he could remember, it had been almost a year since he last went down to the mine. If it weren't for Julie's insistence, he wouldn't have come down no matter what.
Regarding the woman sent by the client this time, he had a feeling of displeasure and uneasiness from the bottom of his heart.
In the past cooperation, the people assigned by the entrusting party to patrol were still capable, which made him and the marshal quite admire them. But this time, except for giving orders, Julie stayed in the VIP lounge all day long and did not come out. No one knew what she was thinking.
Not only did she not do anything, but after Sadler was killed by Ding Meng, this woman actually pulled everyone out of the PC35 area and didn't ask about it for more than half a month. Vader was really puzzled.
Now, Julie was following behind him. She was still wearing a business suit, a pair of high heels, and a pair of sunglasses. She walked unhurriedly, not caring at all about the mud and water splashing in the tunnel.
"Miss Julie, we're still a little far from the PC35 area. Should we take a break?" Vader turned his head and asked.
Julie was still indifferent. "No need, Officer Vader. We'll just maintain this speed."
Vader hesitated and said, "Miss Julie, can we really find Ding Meng in the PC35 area?"
He was actually very careful with his question. Julie had pulled the mercenaries out of the PC35 area for more than half a month, and no one could figure out her intentions. Now that she had come down to the PC35 area in person, Vader was not only puzzled, but also a little uneasy.
Julie said, "I told you, he'll come back to us."
Vader nodded. "I hope the brothers of Team 2 ahead of us have already found him."
Julie said, "I don't want your men to find him first."
Vader asked, "Why?"
Why?
He soon found out the answer.
At this moment, the experiment hall was like a slaughterhouse. The ground was littered with corpses.
Most of them were the corpses of laborers. These laborers had lived a miserable life, and their deaths were even more tragic. Most of them were torn apart by the energy bullets, just like tearing cloth. All kinds of flesh, blood, bones, internal organs, heads, and limbs were scattered all over the ground. The air was filled with the thick smell of blood.
Among the hundreds of corpses, there were also more than ten mercenaries. These people did not die as miserably as the laborers, but they all had one thing in common: their eyes were filled with pain, fear, and disbelief before they died.
Upon closer inspection, many of them had their arms and legs chopped off by the shovels and shovels of the engineers. Some of them even had half of their heads split open. Some of them even had their necks bitten by the labourers before they died.
These coolies had had enough of being oppressed and bullied by the mercenaries, so even if they could bite off a piece of meat before they died, it would be good.
It was obvious that this place had just experienced a fierce battle. Vader's first reaction when he saw this scene was to feel the bitterness in his stomach. He could not help but want to vomit.
However, Julie walked in without a care in the world. She stood in the midst of the pile of flesh and blood and looked around. She murmured, "You're pretty good, to be able to make so many coolies die for you."
Vader was startled. Only then did he realize that there was still someone alive at the opposite end of the passage.
Vader shone the searchlight over and saw clearly that Bamboo Pole was still sitting in a wheelchair, half dead.
Vader turned on his wrist device and quickly pulled up Bamboo Pole's personal information on the screen.
Name: Shang Wu;
Age: 51;
Serial Number: F1-1677;
Source: Linda Department — TOP45 — Planet of Thorns' refugee camp 23, TN District;
… …
He glanced over and said sternly, "Number 1677, you've got guts. How dare you incite everyone to cause trouble."
"He's not Number 1677." Julie suddenly waved her hand and interrupted Vader. "He's not called Shang Wu either."
Vader was stunned. "What's going on?"
Julie stared at Bamboo Pole. "His real name should be Tang Ye."
Bamboo Pole did not answer. Instead, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Julie with a gaze as sharp as a blade.
Julie said slowly, "15 years ago, when the assault corps were building this place, you participated in the battle here with them. At that time, you were just a troubleshooter, so you were very lucky. You only lost your left leg in that battle."
Vader said coldly, "Then why is he here now?"
"Good question."
Julie also seemed to be interested. She said leisurely, "I'm also thinking about the same thing. Why did their fleet start a fight with you?"
Actually, there was no need to ask this question. Everyone was well aware that there was only one goal: the memory of the K virus.
"Logically speaking, they should have made a comeback after their failure. However, the people behind them also know that they can't cause too much of a commotion here."
Julie took two steps forward and picked up a blood-stained military shovel. She held it in her hand and looked at it carefully. She seemed to be particularly interested in this labor tool. "Sometimes, a larger fleet is like an energy gun. Once it fires, it will alert the outside world. However, it's different if a military shovel is sent here. Not only will it not cause any commotion, but it can also produce a miraculous effect in a place like this."
Vader finally understood. "Could he be a spy sent by the other party?"
"You're right to understand it that way."
Julie replied leisurely. "After returning from that battle, logically speaking, he should have used medical equipment to recover his left leg. However, not only did it not recover, but it was also broken. Why is that?
I think there are several reasons. "
Vader said, "Please go ahead, Miss Julie."
Julie said, "First, if a person with a broken leg who can't receive any medical treatment is sent here, he will definitely be considered a cripple. Under normal circumstances, no one will suspect him. Second, he has been here before, so he is at least very familiar with the environment here, which makes it easier for him to hide. Third, judging from his age, he should be a beginner Origin ability user with no future. This way, he won't easily arouse suspicion, and he is also much more powerful than ordinary people. At the very least, his survival is guaranteed. Otherwise, how could a laborer with a broken leg live in this place for several years and make so many laborers die for him …"
At this point, Julie couldn't help but clap her hands at Bamboo Pole. "To be honest, I really admire you. For you to be able to hide in such a difficult environment for so many years, the person who entrusted you with this task must be worthy of your trust. As for the person who entrusted you with this task, I admire him even more. He actually allowed you to hide here for ten years before returning. No matter how carefully we checked, we never thought that someone would dare to come here a second time."
Bamboo Pole had been silent all this time. At this moment, he finally sneered. "I understand that you want to know who he is, but I can guarantee that you absolutely won't know."
The corner of Julie's mouth also revealed a trace of a disdainful sneer. "I have to admit that I really don't know. However, there are some things that I can roughly guess."
Bamboo Pole coldly snorted and didn't say anything else. However, Vader appeared to be respectful. "Miss Julie, please go ahead."