Somehow, the news that Cui Zuojing singled out the Deep Divers team spread throughout Heimdall.
It is naturally impossible for the deep diver to say such a shameful thing. When the first person came to ask them if it was true, Anton's face turned blue.
Who leaked the news
This thing really makes them lose face. After all, they are also one of the most powerful teams in Heimdall. Anton's personal strength can be ranked in the top five in the entire organization, but even so, he He was still beaten by the young man named Cui Zuojing and could not fight back.
Yes, after the "discussion", he immediately found Heinrich who was in the office on the third floor. First, he asked him to help treat everyone's injuries, and second, he went to find out about the boy who easily overturned the three of them.
Heinrich took them to the open-air garden on the roof. He put one hand on the trunk of the lush banyan tree and touched Anton's bleeding nose with the other, raised one eyebrow, and said, "You go. Did you find him?"
The answer is self-evident, no one spoke for a while, and finally the woman hesitated: "We just wanted to see the situation of the Insurgent team..."
Heinrich had a bit of pity in his eyes, he sighed, and in line with the principle of sustainable development, he loosened the banyan tree that had started to shed its leaves because its life energy was extracted, and replaced it with another tree, saying: "You guys. It's not good to find someone, so I have to find the one who is the most difficult to provoke, his name is Cui Zuojing, I once entered a box with their team, and I know a little bit about it."
"Then what do you think of his strength?" Anton asked, "When we were discussing just now, he didn't seem to even use his abilities."
"Is his strength..." Heinrich paused, thinking of the young man in Dusk Island who killed Amit, who was guarding the balance, and cut off the head of the divine bird, as if he smelled the breath of blood again. It rushed into his face in a gust of wind.
He smiled lowly and said word by word:
"Unfathomable."
"Is it really good to spread the news like this?" Lin Hangzhi lay on the back of the sofa and stretched out his head to look at the phone screen in Cui Zuojing's hand.
The culprit - Cui Zuojing folded his feet on the coffee table. He was wearing a pair of black light trousers, which made his legs more smooth and slender. He slumped lazily on the sofa and fiddled with his mobile phone.
"What's wrong." Cui Zuojing clicked to refresh, what is the origin of the team called "New Review on the S-level, and one person in it can wipe out all the deep divers?" '' post and several new threads appeared, he glanced at it, and replied, "Please be kind to your chrysanthemums, okay?"
Clicking the send button, Cui Zuojing also lost interest, locked the phone on the desktop, and said, "Only let everyone know that we are not to be messed with, so that there will be no unnecessary trouble in the future."
Lin Hangzhi admitted that what he said was reasonable, but he was still a little worried and worried: "Wouldn't this make a big tree and attract wind?"
"What are you afraid of, how did we promise Heinrich? We want to help him get Heimdall's name out. In this case, it will be a matter of time to become famous. How famous was our afternoon tea party back then, and now we have eight Years have passed, and there are still legends about us in the pure white world, don't you want to experience this feeling too?"
To be honest, fame is not very attractive to Lin Hangzhi. If he was a person who was keen on fame, fortune, and money, he would not have gone his own way to study medicine in the first place, but since Cui Zuojing thought it through clearly, he didn't need to worry.
Every organization has its own internal forum. Cui Zuojing just wrote down what happened that day and posted a post. Regarding the development of the post with the "HOT" logo in just one day, he has no idea what to do. Not surprised.
The curiosity of other teams about them will only increase unabated compared to the deep diver team, but the deep diver, relying on his confidence in his own strength, came to test it first.
The two were chatting when Dong Zheng came down from the second floor. He took a shower after physical training. His hair was still wet, and the dripping water left dark dots on the shoulders of his shirt.
Seeing Dong Zheng coming over, Lin Hangzhi remembered something, and immediately stood up, not so close to Cui Zuojing. Just now, in order to see the screen of his mobile phone, Lin Hangzhi almost fell on his stomach.
After a few days of careful observation and serious thinking, he was basically certain that the relationship between the two was the kind of relationship he imagined.
Although Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing didn't look like they would get together with the same sex, since it was their own choice, Lin Hangzhi would accept it no matter what.
Cui Zuojing didn't pay attention to Lin Hangzhi's avoidance of suspicion. He thought that Lin Hangzhi seemed to have something to say when he found him, so he turned his head and asked, "By the way, what are you looking for from me?"
"Ah, didn't I get a set of cards for ritual divination in Dusk Island? Now I almost understand how to use it. I want to ask if you can help me test it."
Cui Little White Mouse Zuo Jing readily agreed: "Okay, how do I do it?"
Lin Hangzhi vacated the table, put a black square scarf on it as a divination ground, took the card out of his pocket as a treasure, and placed it neatly in front of Cui Zuojing: "Now tell me what you want to do for divination. , then choose five cards."
Cui Zuojing glanced at Dong Zheng, paused, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and said, "I want to know how my relationship will be in the future."
Lin Hangzhi was a little surprised: "Count this?"
"Yeah." Cui Zuojing stretched out his hand to choose a card, "For now, this is the only thing I want to know more about."
Just before his fingers touched the face of the card, a hand held him down.
"It doesn't count." Dong Zheng stared at Cui Zuojing, clasped his hand in his palm, "You can leave everything else up to you, but this one won't work."
Cui Zuojing looked at him, his other hand resting on his cheek, his eyes were black and bright: "Don't you want to know the answer in advance?"
"No, not everything is suitable to know in advance."
The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Cui Zuojing stuck out his tongue and stopped teasing him deliberately. He pulled his hand out of Dong Zheng's palm and asked, "Can I change the question?"
Lin Hangzhi hurriedly nodded, and gave Cui Zuojing the problem of his temporary change.
The result was not bad, Dong Zheng was called away by Linhai halfway through, Lin Hangzhi was sure he couldn't hear it, and while packing up the cards, he whispered to Cui Zuojing: "If you two are playing around next time, don't pull me. Okay, it makes me so scared."
"What's there to be afraid of." The young man burst out laughing, his brothers hugged Lin Hang's shoulders nicely, and said, "Don't you think it's fun to tease him?"
Lin Hangzhi: "... This is not good?"
Cui Zuojing looked indifferent: "What's wrong, besides, I haven't made up my mind yet. Since he has an idea for me, he's asking for a loss."
Seeing that Cui Zuojing did not shy away from this topic, Lin Hangzhi suddenly raised his heart of gossip and asked in a low voice, "Oh yes, what's the matter with you and Dong Zheng?"
"It's just what you see." Cui Zuojing stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "We're going to Heimdall in a while, everyone has to go, let's get ready."
Poor Hangzhi was left on the spot, blinking, trying to digest the information in Cui Zuojing's words.
In the end, he sighed sadly—Linhai likes Wang Que, and now Dong Zheng and Cui Er seem to be getting together again, leaving him alone in the team.
Difficult!
An hour later, the entire team of the Wonton Insurgents came to Heimdall again.
There were a lot of people in the hall. It seemed that some kind of meeting had just been held, and the crowd had not completely dissipated. Some people recognized that they were the newly rated S-level organization, and whispered to the companions around them, or secretly peeped, or opened up. look over.
Except for Cui Zuojing who didn't care, everyone else was a little nervous, but Dong Zheng concealed it well, with a handsome face, without looking at the crowd who were looking at them, he walked towards the intelligence room without looking sideways.
His performance set a good example for others. Dong Linhai put his hands in his pockets, pretending that he was also a cool guy with two meters long legs and walking with wind. Walking through the hall, leaving the whispers behind, Lin Hai whispered: "It seems that we have become famous too."
Cui Zuojing shook his head proudly: "I allow you to use my limelight to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf."
Several people came to the intelligence room, and after swiping their cards to enter, they split up. One person was in charge of several rows of counters to find information about the Hell Circus.
Although the world thinks that the afternoon tea party has long since left the pure white world, and the white birds have also revoked their ID cards, Fu Zhe still has part of the authority of the white birds. A key that can enter the Shiratori database.
That is, in Fu Zhe's mouth, his "old friend" in Shiratori.
With the help of Dong Zheng's core ability, the two sneaked into Shiratori's database and called up some news about the Hell Circus. They learned that the circus had just left the VI area, and the next stop was the top of the giant tree.
They were afraid of being discovered and did not dare to access more relevant data. This kind of confidential database is generally managed by NPCs hired by the organization. Once there is any abnormality, those NPCs who have been assigned functions by Kether are easy to detect.
More specific clues can only be pinned on Heimdall's intelligence center.
At this time, there was no one else in the library-like room except for them. Dong Zheng searched on the computer of the Intelligence Department, and the rest of the people rummaged through the paper documents. Heimdall has not yet unified the database. The experience in the box is voluntarily sorted out, and most of this part is kept in the form of paper documents.
"Look at this, here it is written that they saw a circus poster in the safe house!" Half an hour later, Dong Linhai was the first to discover it.
"When's the document?"
"Last week." Dong Linhai handed the document to Cui Zuojing, when he heard the "beep" sound of swiping the card at the door of the intelligence room. He looked over, and a girl with short hair was walking in.
Dong Linhai didn't care, thinking that he was also here to check the information, until the girl looked at everyone and walked straight to Dong Zheng in front of the computer.
"Hello." She whispered, "Are you the captain of the Wonton Splitter Squad, Mr. Dong Zheng?"
"It's me." Dong Zheng heard the sound and looked away from the screen, turned his head, and was stunned when he saw the girl's face.
The girl was also visibly stunned, and after a few seconds she showed an incredibly complicated look: "I didn't expect it was really you."
At that reception a few years ago, I walked across the red carpet holding the arm of the king. The face of the girl who was as cold and arrogant as the princess gradually overlapped with the girl in front of her. She had matured a lot, and the long black hair that hung down to the waist had turned into ears. , more clean and neat.
Although the two did not meet many times, Dong Zheng was still sure that they did not admit their mistakes to each other.
Dong Zheng released the mouse, nodded to her, and said, "Long time no see, Miss Xia."