A person like Captain Zhou could not possibly be the founder of the research institute.
To be honest, he's too love-struck to be very intelligent.
Bai Xizhu did some special investigation and found that, in addition to Captain Zhou, Captain Zhu and Captain Zhu were the high-ranking officials who had dealings with Zhao Mier.
Captain Zhu evacuated from S City with Bai Xizhu and others. I don't know when it started, but the two of them can still exchange a few pleasantries when they meet.
Captain Zhu is one of the ten captains of the Fire Phoenix Security Base. He is in charge of mission management at the Fire Phoenix Security Base and is a wood-type ability user.
The previous owner of the purple mandala.
The installer of the pinhole camera in the small room of the mission lobby.
No matter how you look at it, Captain Zhu is the most suspicious.
Captain Zhu, no matter how well Bai Xizhu knew him, she didn't exclude him.
Without sufficient evidence, Bai Xizhu would not classify him as a bad person, nor would she rule out suspicion of him.
Creak, creak.
Leng Yebai rode his bicycle with Bai Xizhu on the back, and no stupid zombies came running at them along the way.
We arrived at the small furniture factory in less than an hour.
The furniture factory was a small factory covering two acres of land, and the factory's signboard had been blown away by the wind somewhere.
Looking from a distance, the place was completely empty, without a single zombie in sight; it was eerily quiet.
The quieter the place, the more eerie it seems.
Leng Yebai parked his bicycle outside the furniture factory. After Bai Xizhu got off the bicycle, he took out a large lock and locked it up.
Put the key away.
Leng Yebai and Bai Xizhu walked side by side toward the small furniture factory.
Buzzing—
The faint sound of planing wood could be heard coming from inside.
Bai Xizhu had heard this sound before; it was the sound of a carpenter planing wood with tools.
When I visited my grandparents in the countryside, they had their furniture made by someone else.
The carpenter, wearing gloves, used his tools to plan the wood, and small pieces of wood rolled up and fell to the ground, which were the best firewood.
In the age of mechanization, there are few, but not none, traditional carpenters.
Bai Xizhu and Leng Yebai exchanged a glance and continued walking inside.
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