Under Mo Qing's organization, Goblin and Song Yiyuan packed up and prepared to go to Qingqiao Town the next day.

However, they really disagree.

To be fair, Qingqiao Town is really not as remote as Gejia Village.

However, I couldn't bear the series of problems such as delayed flights, missed buses, and car accidents.

In short, by the time the three of them arrived in Qingqiao Town in disgrace, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

The three of them walked out of the bus station in the town carrying their luggage.

This is a small town with a small area and a low sense of presence. In addition, due to the loss of population in recent years, the infrastructure of this town is still the same as it was twenty years ago.

It even has an air of depression and decline.

It was only ten o'clock in the evening, and not a single pedestrian was seen on the road.

"Boss, have you booked the hotel?" Song Yiyuan threw his backpack on his shoulder, looked at the empty street, and asked Mo Qing.

"Um."

"Where's the car?" Song Yiyuan asked again.

Mo Qing looked at Goblin: "Where is the car?"

"The crew said they would send someone to pick them up. Let me ask." Goblin took out his mobile phone and made a call.

The other party didn't answer.

Goblin dialed three times in a row before getting a response.

After a while, Goblin came back and said: "The driver said he was here early, but we arrived too late, so he went back again. Now he is rushing towards us."

Mo Qing asked: "How long will it take?"

Goblin weakly stretched out a finger: "One hour."

"..."

"..."

Both Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan chose to remain silent.

After standing for a while, Song Yiyuan couldn't hold it in anymore and coughed lightly: "Who contacted the crew?"

Goblin adjusted his hat and said, "Me."

"What method was used?" Song Yiyuan asked.

“A staff member of their crew posted online saying that their crew was haunted, so I used my identity as a magician to contact them,” Goblin explained. “Our department has always used this method.”

Song Yiyuan was shocked: "Didn't you use the relationship?"

Goblin didn't know why: "What's the relationship?"

"..."

Song Yiyuan raised his hand to his forehead.

No wonder the three of them are so ignored.

"The operations department takes on a variety of tasks and often encounters this kind of thing, so before accepting a task, it will be planned in advance."

Speaking of this, Song Yiyuan sighed: "We have a unified ID that can be shown. Generally, if we find an intermediary and show it, they will automatically raise our identity and ask for our help."

"Oh, that certificate!" Goblin thought of this, "I applied for it, but it was not approved. They said that our department has no people and no tasks, so there is no point in getting it."

Song Yiyuan had no hope for Goblin.

He looked at Mo Qing.

Mo Qing was indeed very reliable and said, "I'm filing a report and applying."

Goblin: "..."

Song Yiyuan: "..."

It doesn’t mean much if you don’t apply or not.

Hanging his backpack on his shoulders, Mo Qing hooked his hand towards them: "Let's go."

Goblin didn't know why: "Where to go?"

Mo Qing said: "Find a shop and have a late night snack."

Goblin and Song Yiyuan looked at each other.

The huge street is lonely and desolate as far as the eye can see. No one opens the door along the street. Where can you get a "late night snack"?

Mo Qing took care of himself and walked away.

The two of them glanced at Mo Qing's back and felt that she was confident, so they exchanged glances and followed Mo Qing's pace.

They followed Mo Qing for a few minutes and entered a remote and narrow path.

There were no lights on the roadside and it was dark.

After walking forward for another three minutes, when the eerie feeling finally broke out, a bright light appeared in front of me.

Goblin and Song Yiyuan both walked faster.

Finally, when we reached the exit, the front suddenly became clear. The street had gained some "popularity", there were not many people, the street lights were on alone, and occasionally a few stores were open.

Goblin spotted a hot pot restaurant directly opposite.

He turned around in surprise.

Mo Qing slowly walked out of the dark alley, and a layer of dim yellow light enveloped her.

"How do you know there is a store here?" Goblin asked doubtfully.

Mo Qing shook his phone: "Map."

Two people: "..."

Good guy.

Completely forgot about this one.

*

Mo Qing, Song Yiyuan, and Goblin had a barbecue. When the driver called, Goblin realized that he had forgotten to tell the driver their new address.

Goblin apologized on the phone and gave the driver another seat.

The driver was cursing on the phone.

"I did a search. Qingqiao Town is such a big place, and it only took me a few hours to walk around." Song Yiyuan started to get angry after eating and drinking, "Leader, this driver has such a arrogant attitude, can you bear it?"

?”

Mo Qing said: "Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters."

"Ahem."

Goblin just took a sip of water and then choked.

This is correct, but the problem is: this is what Mo Qing said.

Ten minutes later, the driver drove a broken car to the entrance of the barbecue restaurant and honked the horn, making the nearby residents curse in their sleep.

The driver was a man in his early thirties, with little hair on his head, a big belly, a dark face, and an angry stomach.

It was late at night, he was having fun playing cards, and he had to come out to pick up someone.

Three fucking idiots.

It's annoying just thinking about it.

The driver stuck his head out and wanted to yell at the top of his lungs. Unexpectedly, three figures were already approaching.

The three of them were all carrying bags and did not carry any luggage. They walked slowly towards him, their faces falling in the shadows, giving people an eerie feeling.

Surprised by the atmosphere, the driver swallowed and shouted: "Are they the three of you? Get in the car quickly, don't waste time -"

The words were not spoken yet.

There was only a "bang" sound, and the leading woman kicked the car door.

The driver was startled and froze. He lowered his head tremblingly and saw that a piece of the door protruded inward. The old and weak door immediately began to collapse.

"..."

The driver is an ordinary person. At best, he was a gangster when he was young. I have never seen such a tough scene.

Everyone else was dumbfounded.

If this kick hits him, will he still be alive with half his life?

A shadow fell, blocking the light.

The driver felt that his hope in life had been blocked.

Then, a cool voice floated above the head: "Is it far?"
To be continued...