Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

The full name of the frozen fish factory is "Haofuqi Fishery Deep Processing Experimental Base". It is a comprehensive enterprise integrating scientific research, production, transportation, sales and fraud. While making money in the stock market, it uses frozen fish with unstable quality at the same time. Product is a scam. There are often only two endings for this kind of enterprise: cheating money and successfully running away, or being arrested before running away.

In fact, there is a third type, where the boss takes the money and runs away, leaving the workers who just want to go to work and get paid to take the blame. Fortunately, the boss of this company was shady enough and even deceived his workers. Therefore, these workers have the status of victims and should receive compensation. Some of them put their money together, bought a cold storage and a production line, and started doing business in frozen fish processing here.

This is the history of the frozen fish factory.

If the frozen fish factory can work well and everyone can make money and live a life that may not be that rich, but at least can be lived, then that can be considered a good ending. But the reality is: The reason why there is no situation where everyone starts to open a company and set up a factory is because starting a company and setting up a factory does not necessarily mean making money.

The frozen fish factory still looks like it is alive and well. Only the cold storage is still in operation every day, and the buzzing sound from the steam refrigerator is a constant noise in the surroundings. Other factories are on holiday most of the time, and if they can work ten days a month, their business is booming.

A factory with little business, a cold storage that runs all day long, Morgana is right to be suspicious of it, and I would be the same way.

Zhuang Xuteng squatted on the side of the road, holding the remaining half bottle of water in his hand, looking around idly. His appearance is quite ordinary, the kind that won't leave much impression after looking at him. According to Lucy, he is very suitable for sneaking in disguise. In fact, as long as Zhuang Xuteng simply changes his clothes, especially if he wears common work clothes, he will be even less conspicuous.

Starting from the morning, Zhuang Xuteng appeared around the frozen fish factory in the appearance of a young man running in the morning and a steam pipe repairman waiting for his colleagues. Starting from the wall of the factory area, he began to investigate from the inside out. He memorized the surrounding road environment, the height and occlusion relationship of buildings, the orientation of floors, and the position of every tree and street lamp in his mind. There are six intersections around the entire frozen fish factory, and more than 300 shops, residences, office buildings or other factories of different sizes. Zhuang Xuteng printed them in his mind in the form of pictures.

He did reconnaissance in the morning, drawing in the afternoon, and analysis in the evening. What he came up with stunned both Gogongdao and Morgana. Even if you take a camera and take pictures of the surroundings in the most questionable way, the final combined effect may not be as good as Zhuang Xuteng's picture. If anyone has more dexterity with their hands - Morgana said she is very good - they can use building blocks to completely restore the surrounding environment of the frozen fish factory. Just make the building blocks according to the area and height marked on the picture.

As a result, Morgana had a second job besides being a supervisor and guarding the streets on Gogong Road: making sand table topographic maps. Ge Gongdao and Zhuang Xuteng discussed it and paid Morgana according to the standards of mercenaries. The money is not much, because making maps is a professional service, not an on-the-ground operation. The risk factor is low, so it is not as much as paying for one's life. Although the money for this commissioned task was all paid for by Morgana, the same sentence still applies: one code must be one code, and it is easier to get along with them if the accounts are clear.

Morgana found it fun and was also touched by the professionalism of the two people, so she accepted the proposal. So the next day, she was building blocks at the base of operations, and Zhuang Xuteng continued to conduct investigations.

According to a preliminary survey of the terrain and surrounding enterprises and units, there may be only two commonly used entrances and exits to the frozen fish factory, located on the east and west of a street. Zhuang Xuteng found a beggar with the same body shape as himself in the Hedi District. He used a new set of clothes, a warm sleeping bag and a little money to buy old clothes and some rags. After changing them, he went across the city to stay near the frozen fish factory. Since he had memorized the normal movements of the beggars in the river embankment area, he could imitate them a little and it seemed like that. Besides, who would pay attention to the appearance and movements of beggars when they have nothing to do?

If someone really cares about Zhuang Xuteng's disguise as a beggar, that would be exactly what he wanted, because that person most likely has a security mission, and it is his duty to be vigilant. There are no more than three types of investigation: waiting for the rabbit, throwing stones to ask for directions, and alerting the snake. Zhuang Xuteng pretended to be a beggar just waiting for someone to come, but he didn't mind asking for directions at the same time.

"Working overtime, I won't go back at night," Zhuang Xuteng lowered his head and covered his mouth, and said to Ge Gongdao through the communication headset: "No need to leave food for me, I brought food."

"Pay attention to your health, work can be done at any time, and you only have one life." They were not sure whether they would be eavesdropped, so they did not mention tasks during the call and tried to shorten the time as much as possible. After the call, Ge Gongdao did not drive away immediately, but waited for an extra hour to weaken the connection with the content of the call.

Winter nights always come early and end very late. Many homeless people lose their lives on such winter nights, and tonight there is still ruthless snow. Like a real homeless man, Zhuang Xuteng went to various shops to order food, and then rummaged through trash cans, looking for anything that could keep out the wind and keep warm. Of course, during this period, he never left the vicinity of the frozen fish factory. Under the dirty and worn hat was a pair of sharp eyes.

It's really cold... The temperature must be minus ten degrees, right? Zhuang Xuteng was wearing warm clothes and pants under his beggar uniform, and he also had plenty of Puff instant bars to replenish his energy. Even if it didn't work, he could transfer the effects of cold damage to the wraith. Plus, his physical fitness was quite good, so he could always persevere. However, he was thinking that it would be difficult for an ordinary homeless man to survive, so should he play the role of a dead body tomorrow morning?

He had to keep his brain thinking about problems and stay awake. He didn't dare to sleep in this kind of weather. In addition to reminding himself "can't sleep, can't sleep", Zhuang Xuteng also summoned the resentful spirit servant and let it pinch his vitals every ten minutes unless he explicitly ordered to stop. It's like an alarm clock, keeping Zhuang Xuteng awake while delaying the ring time and time again.

He shivered under the eaves until late at night, when all the pedestrians on the street disappeared, and not only the shop lights, but also the street lights were turned off. Except for the scattered lights coming from the windows in the residential area, the only brightness reflected from the snow on the entire street was. The surroundings were quite quiet, and one could even hear the sound of snowflakes piling up. Zhuang Xuteng moved his hands and feet a little, and the snowflakes he touched would crunch. The sound was even abrupt.

Just then, a lone truck drove over from the far side of the road. It was not going fast and had no headlights on, like a shadow hidden in the darkness. Zhuang Xuteng immediately stopped all movements, held his breath, and pretended to be an unlucky guy who was about to freeze to death. Under his snow-covered eyelashes, Zhuang Xuteng stared at the vehicle closely, trying to see clearly the people inside.

It's actually an anti-peeping glass, installed on the front windshield. If this kind of car is on the road during the day, it will definitely be stopped by the PCPD for inspection. The number plate of the car was also covered up, and there was no pattern on the carriage, just a bare layer of iron. The vehicle cautiously came to the east gate of the frozen fish factory, stopped slowly, and then flashed its headlights.

After a minute, the door to the factory area opened and the car drove in. Zhuang Xuteng immediately observed and remembered the appearance of the person who opened and closed the door. He was an old man with a hooked nose, and there was a red sarcoma on the left wing of his nose, which was a very obvious feature. Since it was winter, everyone was wrapped up tightly. Even with Zhuang Xuteng's observation ability, he could only find that his left hand was missing the little finger and ring finger, and no more details could be seen.

The car drove in and left the factory about an hour and a half later, at around 3 a.m., without revealing any information about the driver, the car's ownership, and its mission. At four o'clock, the snowplows went on the road and cleared all traces.

Zhuang Xuteng slowly stood up at six o'clock in the morning and transformed from a snowdrift into a snowman. After tidying up a bit, he started to go door to door again asking for things, which was consistent with his behavior during the day yesterday. Many people expressed surprise that he didn't freeze to death, and Zhuang Xuteng said it was the blessing of the Holy Light.

After the gods left, almost no one said anything like the blessing of the holy light anymore. This is not a question of whether the spirit is effective, but a question of the gods directly abandoning the world, and the so-called blessing will only have counterproductive effects. Therefore, everyone thought that this beggar had something wrong with his brain and was extremely pitiful. Every meal given to him might be his last supper.

So Zhuang Xuteng ate half a piece of bread, and there was even half a cup of coffee mixed with snow water in the paper cup in his hand. He just shook his head and walked to the door of the frozen fish factory, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"What bastard? Don't you know you don't have to go to work today?" After a while, the door opened a crack, and a middle-aged man as thin as a stick stared at Zhuang Xuteng. "Unlucky, he's a beggar. Get out! This place is closed and there's nothing for you!"

It was not the eight-fingered aquiline sarcoma nose from last night. It was a different person. Zhuang Xuteng was a little disappointed. He shook the empty paper cup in his hand and stammered some good words while hiding his gaze into the factory.

"Tell those who have nothing to do with him to get lost!" A word came from inside the door, and then Zhuang Xuteng saw the back side of the aquiline nose. At this time, the thin man at the door snorted and said something like "I'm sorry, get out of here", then raised his foot and kicked Zhuang Xuteng down, and closed the door.

Zhuang Xuteng fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed, but in fact he didn't fall hard - the strength of the pole was very small, or in other words, he stopped his strength and didn't hit the beggar harshly. Relying on the enhanced hearing of both ears, Zhuang Xuteng heard the thin man scolding the beggar with no eyes inside, telling "Brother Lu" not to worry about such trash, and it was cold to stay in the house to keep warm.

Okay, this stone throwing has some effect. Next, we need to find out what happened to that car. Does it come every day? Where have you come from, where are you going, and what are you doing? Zhuang Xuteng is now very sure that there is something strange in the frozen fish factory. We will observe another day today and go back tomorrow morning, just in time to meet the otters. Let’s gather the intelligence at this stage and see what happens next.

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