"In other words, the functions of each special team are different?" Lin Qiye asked.
"That's right." Wen Qimo nodded, "Teams 001 to 004 are called special teams because their functions are different from those of ordinary garrison teams.
For example, the 004's "Masked" team, their function is to hunt down those powerful mysteries that appear in certain cities and that the local Night Watch teams cannot handle. In a sense, their mission is the heaviest.
The 003's 'Phoenix' team gives priority to handling cases related to mysteries in the fog outside Daxia. These mysteries are usually extremely dangerous and the forbidden ruins are also extremely strange. When no new foreign mysteries emerge, they will also help the 'Mask' team perform their functions.
The 'Psychic' team of 002 is responsible for hunting down extremely dangerous non-mysterious targets, such as the group of 'gods' in the Ancient God Church, and the first few seats of [believers].
Lin Qiye waited for a long time, but Wen Qimo did not continue to speak. He could not help but asked in confusion:
"What about Special Team 001?"
"I don't know. This team is very mysterious and rarely appears in the eyes of the Night Watch. Except for a few senior members, almost no one knows where they are and what they are doing. I only know that this team rarely recruits people from outside. The last time they recruited new members was probably more than ten years ago."
Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully.
"Of course, this so-called division of functions is not absolute, but a difference in priority. After completing their own functions, all teams need to help the 'Mask' team to eliminate the powerful mysteries in various parts of Daxia."
Lin Qiye briefly chatted with Wen Qimo, then stood up and walked into the cabin. His mental power repeatedly scanned every corner of the plane, trying to find any trace of Bell Kland.
He searched the passenger cabin, cargo hold, engine, and even the aircraft's fuel reserves, but the little bug seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
After searching for several times, the plane began to slowly land. Looking out through the window, there were already dozens of ambulances parked on the ground. The flashing lights illuminated the dim airport.
In the cockpit, An Qingyu was like a veteran pilot, flying the plane skillfully and landing it steadily on the ground.
After the plane came to a complete stop, Xiao Hei first boarded the plane with the mopping-up team, transported all the bodies in the first-class cabin back, rescued Wen Qi Mo, and then allowed the passengers to get off the plane.
Lin Qiye leaned against the driver's seat, watching the passengers walk away one after another, his mental power still carefully searching every person in front of him, looking for any trace of [Bell Kland].
At this moment, An Qingyu took off his black windbreaker with bloodshot marks all over it, put on a clean white shirt, and walked out of the cab. With the pair of black-framed glasses, he looked like an ordinary high school student.
"Are you really not going back to the Night's Watch with me? You have made a great contribution this time. After you go back, the higher-ups won't pursue the matter of you stealing corpses before. Then, you won't have to live underground anymore." Lin Qiye said.
An Qingyu smiled and said, "The environment of the Night Watchman is not suitable for me. I am just a madman who likes to dissect corpses."
"In fact, there are many crazy people among the Night's Watch."
"I don't believe them." An Qingyu shook his head. "Anyway, thank you for not arresting me this time. I owe you a favor."
After saying that, he waved to Lin Qiye, mixed in with the passengers, and got off the plane.
By the time Lin Qiye got off the plane, almost all the ambulances had left, the noisy crowd had gone away, and the entire airport fell silent again.
The lights on the plane were turned off, and Lin Qiye walked down the empty stairs alone. In the darkness, the stars in the sky were exceptionally bright.
He had just taken two steps when a familiar voice came from the side.
"Seven nights!"
Lin Qiye was startled, and turned around to see six figures standing not far away. Hongying was waving her arms excitedly and shouting at the top of her voice:
"Nanaye is awesome!!"
After shouting, she stretched out her hands, bent them and placed her fingertips on top of her head, tilted her body slightly, and made a heart shape to Lin Qiye with a smile.
Lin Qiye smiled and walked in that direction, "Sister Hongying, the noise is so loud that it will easily attract the staff."
"I don't care." Hongying said nonchalantly, her eyes shining, "Qiye, you looked so cool when you jumped out of the plane and killed the tavern owner just now! Can I learn this trick?"
Chen Muye reluctantly pulled the excited Hongying back and looked into Lin Qiye's eyes, which were full of approval.
"This time, our 136th team has found a treasure..."
Lin Qiye scratched his head a little embarrassedly.
"We'll go back and collect the details." Chen Muye pulled Hongying, turned around and walked away, "Let's go, pack up."
After taking two steps, Chen Muye's cell phone suddenly rang.
He was stunned, took out his cell phone and took a look. When he saw a series of "*" numbers on it, his eyes narrowed slightly and he let go of Hongying's hand.
"You guys get in the car first, I'll take a call."
Chen Muye waved to everyone, then turned and walked into the darkness.
Lin Qiye and the others looked at each other and walked towards the car. Hongying once again heartlessly hugged Lin Qiye's neck and pestered him to teach her.
After walking away, Chen Muye glanced at the others who were laughing and playing, turned around, and silently answered the phone.
"Commander Ye, I'm Chen Muye."
"… "
Chen Muye stood by the dim wall, listening to the voice on the other end of the phone for a long time, his hands clenched tighter and tighter...
He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and spoke in a hoarse voice:
"I see."
…
Outside Cangnan City.
A horse-drawn carriage was speeding on the highway and instantly overtook a Porsche. The servant boy sitting in the front of the carriage driving the horse glanced at the Porsche behind and made a face at it.
In this era, a horse-drawn carriage driving on the highway is enough to attract everyone's attention, but the car owners around it acted as if they didn't see it and just drove forward on their own.
The carriage was like a ghost, transforming into a semi-invisible state and passing through a truck, speeding under everyone's noses, but no one noticed it. Not only that, even the surveillance cameras on the highway could not record its existence.
Ding-a-ling-ling…
The cell phone rang, and the boy took out the phone from his pocket and said a few words to the person on the other end of the phone with a strange expression.
"Master, Commander Ye asked us to go back."
"Go back? Go back where?" Master Chen's voice came from inside the carriage.
"Return to Cangnan."
"You just came out of there, why are you going back again?" Mr. Chen's voice seemed a little unhappy. He stretched out his hand, "Give me the phone, I'll talk to him."
The servant handed the phone to Master Chen, who said something to the person on the other end of the phone in the carriage and then fell silent.
"Turn around and go back to Cangnan."
Master Chen's heavy voice came from the carriage.