The Monster I Was Redeemed

Chapter 22 Meeting Ceremony

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Moose observed the surrounding environment as he walked.

Judging based on his years of experience in intelligence work.

This should be an abandoned electronic processing factory.

Along the way, he saw more than once that there were transparent sheets like stickers on the ground.

This is the material inside the phone.

'Electronics Factory? There are some assembly lines here, right? It's not a place where black technology can be produced, or is it that they transported the equipment themselves, and they just borrowed the venue? '

Moose was a little uncertain as to what this place was for.

You should say it is a stronghold.

Isn't Song Jie's underground bar convenient?

No matter how you say it, Mu Si is also Song Jie's colleague, and also a boss of the same level.

It's not hard to tell from the bar layout, elevators and parking lot.

The speakeasy is not the lowest level, there must be one or two floors below.

Use this place as your base.

Not only are there delicious food and wine to solve the problem of eating and drinking, but you can also take the elevator directly to the parking lot if you encounter any troubles or urgent matters.

Where is not more comfortable than this abandoned factory?

As for concealment.

Song Jie didn't say anything, except for the insiders, who knew that there were other caves under the underground bar?

If there is anything wrong with Song Jie's base, it is located in the urban area.

Those who engage in intelligence, coming and going are not very noticeable.

But some special industries are different.

'Could it be that this place is engaged in the business of reversing goods? Impossible...'

Moose thought about it, but he didn't understand what it was used for here.

With the attitude of a hermit who regards money as dung,

People like them cannot be short of money.

So the black industry can be excluded.

Since it is not a profit-oriented industry, it can only be that after ruling out all possibilities.

It's that villain experiment thing that every superhero movie has.

Other than that, Moose couldn't think of any other possibility.

Janus in front was humming a little song, and seemed to be in a good mood.

The hermit treats them with a closely guarded attitude.

But Mus did not observe any dissatisfaction from Janus.

On the contrary, the other party is still very happy for the arrival of the hermit.

This complicated relationship makes Moose's head big.

There is clearly some connection between the Hermit and the Apostolic Society.

But he was completely unaware of this complicated relationship.

After all, Moose managed to survive under the banner of a hermit.

In case something is revealed somewhere.

Let the other party know that he is not actually the hermit's subordinate.

The previous stratospheric skydiving activities without a parachute bag, it must be inevitable.

In order to hide it better in the future, it is also for the sake of my own life.

Moose decided to test the relationship between the Hermit and the Apostolic Society.

"Well, Mr. Janus, may I ask what is the relationship between the hermit and your apostles?" Moose asked cautiously.

Janus turned his head and stared at Moose instantly: "Why are you asking this?"

"Well, don't you think I can't contact the hermit now? If I know more about his past, wouldn't it be better for me to follow his wishes and make all the preparations for his comeback?"

Moose flashed his trademark obsequious smile.

"Is it okay for a subordinate to inquire about the privacy of the boss at will?"

Janus asked with a half-smile.

Moose looked at the half-crying half-smiling mask of the other party, and said bravely: "It's just that I rarely heard the hermit talk about his past before, if I knew..."

The wine-red eyes behind the mask stared at Moose without blinking.

Staring at him made hairs all over.

Janus said meaningfully: "Well... the idea is very good. It would be great if all my subordinates were as smart as you."

clever? What does it mean.

Does he see that I am not the hermit's subordinate? !

No, it must be an illusion, Moose, Moose, don't scare yourself!

Moose kept comforting himself from the bottom of his heart.

"No, no, it's not an illusion."

Janus said suddenly.

Moose: Huh?

Um? !

Σ(°△°|||)︴

"That's right, it's exactly what you think. I knew from the beginning that you and the hermit are not in a superior-subordinate relationship."

Moose subconsciously covered his mouth.

"It's useless, even if you close your mouth, I can still read your inner thoughts."

Janus took out a pendant-like thing from his arms: "Although I don't have mental abilities, it doesn't mean I don't know how to use props."

"A stranger who just came to Qianhua Market not long ago, how could I bring you to a place that even Song Jie doesn't know about without reviewing?"

Moose looked at the pendant in Janus's hand, and felt as if ten thousand grass-mud horses were galloping by in his heart.

What the hell! Can you read minds besides teleportation?

This is too outrageous!

coach! Someone is cheating!

Janus covered his stomach and laughed: "Hahahaha! You are really interesting! Much more fun than my rigid subordinates!"

After laughing for a while, Janus took off his mask and wiped away his tears.

"Phew, I've been helping Gaia recently, and I haven't been so relaxed for a long time. My group of men are either thinking about backstabbing, rebellion, or intrigue around boring human forces every day. It's meaningless at all."

under the mask...

Well, the moment Janus raised his hand to take off the mask.

Moose immediately covered his eyes with his hands.

Janus walked up to Moos and forcibly removed his palm: "Why are you covering your eyes? You are so interesting, I won't kill you casually."

"No, no, I understand the rules! Even if you don't have any malice towards me now, but one day I will feel that I am very boring, and I will definitely not be able to live after seeing your true face!"

Moose yelled and squatted on the ground, desperately refusing to open his eyes.

"You are really honest when you speak. Unlike my group of subordinates, who are obviously scared to death every day, one or two, but they insist on pretending to be loyal."

Janus put on the mask again, and said, "Okay, I'll count to three, open your eyes quickly, or I'll kill you if you don't open them."

"three……"

As soon as Janus opened his mouth, Moose straightened up immediately.

"It's really decisive." Janus couldn't help sighing.

Moose smiled, but didn't answer.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Janus asked.

"...Because of the hermit?"

Apart from this, Moose couldn't think of any other reason.

However, didn't he already know that he and the hermit are not in a superior-subordinate relationship? How come...

"Because the Hermit is our family."

Janus's sudden opening startled Moose again. He really couldn't adapt to this form of dialogue that can "communicate" without opening his mouth.

"Although I haven't met him, I actually envy him. After all, he can do what he wants without any worries, but I want to help Gaia."

Speaking of this, Janus sighed a little distressed.

family? Could the hermit be his brother or something...

"Don't use human blood relationship to define us apostles."

Janus sneered: "As long as the hermit is an apostle, then he is our family. No matter what he wants to do, as long as it doesn't hurt other apostles, we will support it.

What binds us together is spirit and will, not the disgusting blood of human beings. "

Moos was overwhelmed by Janus' aura.

He tried his best to restrain himself, not to think wildly, so as not to anger the psychopath in front of him.

"It's just that the hermit is affected by the strategy bureau and human beings, and has a certain cognitive bias towards us Apostles, and refuses to contact us."

Janus pointed to Moos and said: "Although you and the hermit are just a cooperative relationship, in our opinion, your relationship with him is better than imagined.

After all, you are the only one who has had a long-term communication with the hermit until now. "

So I'm just a bait to lure the hermit?

"Yes, this is the meaning of your existence. If you die, I will not be able to explain to the hermit."

Janus looked at Moos, pondered for a while and said suddenly: "Stretch out your hand."

Moose had no choice but to follow suit.

Janus grabbed his left hand, and a burning sensation came from the palm of his hand.

Moose gritted his teeth and endured the pain without saying a word, which was like a torture.

"Okay, this thing is my meeting gift. I don't use it very much, but it is still very useful for you ordinary people."

Janus let go of his palm, turned and continued walking forward.

Moose, who was sweating profusely, gasped in a low voice and looked at the palm of his hand.

A pendant like Janus's, with a light red imprint that was exactly the same, appeared in the center of his palm.

"I turned the weird thing I just used to read minds into a brand and engraved it on your palm. From now on, as long as you concentrate your consciousness on the mark, you can read the minds of ordinary people."

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