"Others usually call me Director. If it's you, you can call me Lao Ning!" the black shadow replied.
Shen Zi finally began to get scared. She stood up trembling, leaning against a box beside her. "You, how did you find me?" She turned to look at Jiang Ling. "It's you! It must be you!"
"Yes, it's me~" Jiang Ling grinned. "Don't you know you need to call the police? And why are you feeling so guilty?"
Two days ago, Jiang Ling learned Director Ning's contact information from the memories of the two Countermeasures Bureau agents and immediately went to find them. Of course, reporting a fugitive by name was a bit too exciting, so she couldn't sleep for two consecutive days. The sense of being watched came from the Countermeasures Bureau's stationed agents, who had clearly noticed something. Jiang Ling didn't know if she could control Shen Zi and the other two, but she just hoped they would come to her quickly. She really didn't want to get involved in their dispute. Fortunately, the Countermeasures Bureau was quite quick, and they must have arranged this subway train urgently.
"Ahem~ Although I don't know your purpose in stealing the list, from what I understand, you have a very bad reputation within the cult." Old Ning hid in the darkness, sipping his tea and slowly discussing the investigation report in his hand. "The Son of God, originally named Ruan Danxin. Before the war, he transformed into a Level 3 mutant, proficient in various abilities... fraud, intentional homicide, organizing illegal social groups, inciting others to riot, and splitting the country... He is classified as extremely dangerous."
Shen Zi listened to those grave sins that were as heavy as boulders, and her face gradually twisted. Then, with two lines of tears on her face, she struggled and said, "I didn't do that! I wouldn't do that!"
"Oh? So it was someone else in the cult who did it, and then they put the blame on you?" Jiang Ling followed her thoughts and continued.
"No! It's not a cult!" Shen Zi said bitterly, "The cult I founded wasn't like that at first. It only became like this after I lost control of them. I don't know who's causing this trouble, so I asked 'Old Xia' for help. I've had enough!"
"Old Xia? Who is he?" Jiang Ling asked with some doubts.
Lao Ning replied, "He's a core member of the cult and has worked with us many times." He took another sip of tea. "No wonder Old Xia hasn't contacted us these past two days. So that's why!" He placed the enamel cup on a nearby shelf and pulled out a pamphlet. He flipped through it and continued, "They've been entrenched in Jinling to the west for over half a month. If you go there directly like this, a fight might break out. Can you handle it alone?"
"We don't need your help! They will start running away as soon as you show up. And if that happens, the reputation of the cult will be completely ruined." The Son of God replied with sobs.
Jiang Ling pulled a stack of tissues from her backpack and handed them to Shen Zi. She was a little confused. This plot twist was too fast. She had thought the Countermeasures Bureau was going to execute Shen Zi on the spot, but now they were discussing cooperation.
"Do you know why they do this?" Jiang Ling wanted to know.
"They should be the wanderers in the Red Zone. Most of them are anarchists. It's a historical problem. We couldn't save those people back then, and now the survivors have a lot of prejudice against us. The Order does more work in the outer realms, so it's easier for them to come into contact with the wanderer tribes." Lao Ning replied.
Jiang Ling's mind was now even more confused, and she was already regretting asking that question. Shen Zi noticed that she was lost and said sarcastically, "Hey, I thought you knew everything!"
"Yes, you didn't expect it, did you? You actually capsized in the ditch!" Lao Ning teased the Son of God.
"Ahem~ Then who is she?" Shen Zi asked Lao Ning, "Why didn't I trick her?"
"Don't you know? I thought you already knew it, but in that case, I can't tell you. You can check it yourself, but you definitely won't be able to find it. And even if you have the ability to find it out, you wouldn't dare to brag about it everywhere." Lao Ning answered happily.
"Do you guys always do this? Can you please talk properly?" Jiang Ling asked.
"I'm sorry, after the transformation, we started to like playing like this. Ordinary riddles are too simple for us." Lao Ning apologized and then looked at Bai Wu who had been motionless.
The scene gradually quieted down. Shen Zi noticed that the other two people's eyes were intertwined at a certain point, so she introduced them, "Are you concerned about her? I've seen her. She must be from the outside world. Liu Feitian named her Bai Wu. To prevent any accidents, I erased her memory."
Jiang Ling's mouth twitched. "You're really ruthless! And who is Liu Feitian?"
"You really don't know anything. He is an elder in our sect. Others call him 'Liu Chuangwang'." The Son of God curled his lips.
"He shouldn't be the lolita complex you mentioned, right?" Jiang Ling recalled the Son of God's outrageous remarks before and said with some amusement.
Shenzi's cheeks flushed bright red, and he replied softly, "That's Old Xia~"
"Ahem, I heard that Old Xia's granddaughter died in a nuclear war, so he's more fond of smaller guys like Shen Zi." Old Ning leaned against the shelf next to him, scribbling on a pamphlet with a pen. "You guys should get off at the next stop and take the ground route. This subway doesn't go west, so I specifically asked them to take a longer route just for your little problem."
The Son of God hurriedly thanked him and rolled his eyes at Jiang Ling, which made Jiang Ling feel a little at a loss.
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