How did Chapter 70 go?

Many people were making preparations that night.

Qi An prepared to return to Base North 1, packing a few clothes and daily necessities into his tactical backpack.

Chen Xi was also packing his tactical backpack, preparing for a short mission that would begin tomorrow.

His bag looked unusually bulging.

Lin Jiaran has been packing for several days. Her main dilemma is what to bring and what not to bring.

Every little thing in this tiny apartment was carefully sourced and meticulously arranged by her.

Even knowing that he could only bring essential survival supplies, he looked around and still couldn't bear to leave anything behind.

Qin Tianshuo and his group had already arrived at the perimeter of the freshman base.

The night air was cool, and the starlight was cold. Qin Tianshuo crouched low as he walked through the rice paddies, muttering to himself:

"Everything goes smoothly, everything goes smoothly, don't get caught, don't get found out... I'm truly the most loyal person in China!"

He muttered to himself, when suddenly someone patted him on the back, startling him!

"What the hell are you doing? Are you going to take responsibility if you scare someone?"

Sun Yiran showed no remorse, but instead grabbed him and whispered, "I think I just saw something fly by in the sky!"

"What is that? Birds? There are a lot of birds at night!" Qin Tianshuo said.

“It doesn’t look like a bird, it’s too big,” Sun Yiran said.

Qin Tianshuo frowned: "An airplane?"

Transport planes and the like will have lights and make sounds during night flights.

Is it an aircraft in stealth mission mode?

......

The night grew darker, but it was only 7 p.m.

Qi An moved a deck chair to the French windows and looked at the Milky Way in the sky, as well as the "galaxy" formed by the lights of thousands of homes in the city.

She appeared at ease, but she was not at ease inside.

Her thoughts shifted from Gao Pingle's situation to the questions Wang Zhuoran had raised during the day.

As she pondered these questions, she closed her eyes and then suddenly heard "voices" in the darkness.

Qi An immediately opened his eyes and got up, trying to figure out the direction from which the "voice" was coming.

But then there was a knock at the door, and Ding Ze's voice said, "Lieutenant Colonel Qi, dinner has arrived, and there are guests too."

Qi An was taken aback. He subconsciously touched the pistol at his waist and the cell phone in his pocket before walking over to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, the aroma of food wafted out, making one's mouth water. Then, the presence of three guests made Qi An take a step back.

Among the three guests, the short man with graying temples was Li Heng.

"I've long admired Lieutenant Colonel Qi. My surname is Li, and this meal is on my behalf," he said.

Qi An's heart pounded, and countless questions flooded his mind in an instant.

She looked a little dazed, and the man opposite her asked again, "May I come in?"

This was the new student base, and Qi An knew she had no right to refuse. She forcibly suppressed all her emotions and looked puzzled: "Mr. Li... who is he?"

“You know who I am,” Li Heng said.

Qi An pursed his lips.

For a moment, she had the urge to look back into the room, suspecting that there were still surveillance cameras in the room that she hadn't found.

But every time she returned to the house, she would sweep it from top to bottom, every corner.

She would also ask more professional members of Ding Ze's team to help with the checkup.

The atmosphere in front of the door froze. Ding Ze felt uneasy, his hands hanging at his waist as he looked at Qi An.

Qi An took a step back. "Please come in."

The aroma of food wafted as the guests entered the house, and the door slammed shut behind them.

With the corridor lights off, the room was extremely dark. Qi An had only turned on a bedside lamp in the bedroom, and the main light source was the large French window.

Li Heng looked over and saw a soldier carrying a large food box who simply set the food on a small table for two in front of the French windows.

Li Heng picked up a piece of chicken, and perhaps due to the habits he developed from being raised in a wealthy family, he chewed slowly and meticulously.

"Lieutenant Colonel Qi is leaving tomorrow. When are Lin Jiaran and Chen Xi leaving? They should be after you." He swallowed a mouthful of rice and said calmly.

"The things in their minds are dangerous; if they want to run, they'll need backup."

A reconnaissance mission definitely requires prior reconnaissance. Have you already deployed personnel to infiltrate the perimeter of the base?

"I can guess the general location." He chuckled. "Just a few little mice."

Qi An glanced at the crack in the window, suspecting that a cold draft was seeping in.

She held the chopsticks, wondering if everything was going according to plan.

No, the plan died before it even began!

The room was dark and quiet, overlooking the city like an isolated island in the clouds.

But Qi An's mind was in turmoil, wondering whether there was a surveillance camera in her room or at Lin Jia Ran's place.

It's unlikely their phones would contain anything, unless there's another Tan Fu at the freshman training base...

"I heard that clearly!" Li Heng suddenly said as Qi An thought of this, a slight smile appearing on his face, mixed with a look of inquiry and admiration:

“It’s rare. Other people’s voices are broadcast over the loudspeaker in the base, but your voice is an old radio that’s been broken for 20 years, with 90% of it being static.”

Qi An froze, his chopsticks hitting the rim of the bowl.

The question she had been pondering had been answered.

Qi An wondered at the time, if the purpose of the newborn base was to thoroughly understand her in order to optimize their reproductive experiments, then were they just sending Wang Zhuoran to ask those questions?

Did they just ask those questions, get perfunctory answers, and then let her go so easily?

Qi An stared at the person in front of her, thinking that he hadn't appeared in front of her these past few days.

He can read people's minds without face-to-face interaction, only within a certain distance, or even through certain media.

Was this person in the room next to that small hall in the neuroscience building that day, or in the room opposite?

Her apartment is a small suite, and there are no other residents on the entire floor. But are there no other residents upstairs or downstairs?

Li Heng said that 90% of her inner thoughts were noise.

Lin Jiaran did say that she could no longer influence Qi An's emotions, and that Qi An should have a strong resistance to mental abilities.

What did Li Heng hear in the 10% of useful voices? Her defection plan? She already knew that Li Bingzhu was Li Heng?

Li Heng, however, said, "The voices of these 10% are also very vague."

However, I don't need to hear about those two trying to run away from you. I already knew about it from Lin Jiaran before you arrived.

Your guesses about my identity... That day, when Chen Xi sneaked in, your thoughts remained silent, but his were flowing freely. Li Heng looked at Qi An, his gaze still deeply scrutinizing:

"When you were purifying Gao Pingle and Wang Zhuoran, your thoughts suddenly became more intense, and there was a sentence saying 'Gao Pingle is different from me,' and another sentence saying 'The new student base wants blood samples just to verify.'"

I suspect that you can also read minds when you're purifying others.

But perhaps not. During the purification process, you can access the memories of the person being purified?

Or, could we delve deeper into other people's forgotten memories?

Qi An put down his chopsticks and said coldly, "You can not only read minds, but also tamper with other people's memories?"

Li Heng lowered his eyes and smiled, then picked up a piece of cabbage and ate it.

"It was my mistake. I didn't expect there to be someone like you in this world."

The shadows of the trees downstairs swayed, and the green seedlings in the rice paddies rippled like waves.

Qin Tianshuo, who had reached the edge of the rice paddy, was pulled back by Sun Yiran once again.

His nerves were on edge, and he was genuinely angry: "What's wrong this time?"

“I hear footsteps.” Sun Yiran’s ears twitched slightly. She adjusted her low-light night vision goggles, turned on the telescope function, and looked behind her.

The wind howled fiercely, and the rice seedlings swayed, but in some places the swaying was so intense that it looked as if someone was crawling on the ground!

Sun Yiran couldn't help but glance at the sky again.

Are there spy drones around?