Chapter 110 Another Look at the University City

Then, the Special operations department began to carefully move the ice coffin into the rear hall of the Underworld shop.

But when captain qi and the others were about to get in the car, Fang Zheng suddenly stopped them.

Captain qi, you have a cell phone or... In the face of captain qi's confused eyes, Fang Zheng explained quietly: "If I think of a way or contact Mr. Fu, I can contact captain qi."

Captain qi had no doubt, and soon the two of them added cell phone numbers to each other.

Then, Fang Zheng said casually, "Captain qi, you know, there are also times when electronic products are unreliable, such as no signal or if one day your phone is lost, where is your department set up? If I can't reach captain qi, I'll go straight to captain qi."

When Fang Zheng said this, there was nothing unusual on his face.

...

At the entrance of the underworld store.

Watching Captain Fei and his group disappear into the darkness, Fang Zheng's calm face finally lost its expression and showed a look of ecstasy.

Haha!

Fang Zheng laughed in his heart. This time he worked part-time at the Underworld shop.

Fang Zheng rubbed his hands excitedly. He couldn't think of the Special operations department address. It didn't take him much time to get it.

He had been struggling with this for a whole month.

The old Normal university academy in university town?

Fang Zheng decided to plan carefully and plan to make a trip to the university city during the day.

Rich mining area?

Oil and gas field?

Fang Zheng's mouth curved higher and higher at the thought that he might become rich tomorrow, but he was still trying to suppress his ecstasy and keep calm.

Don't let yourself laugh too smugly.

At this time, the little skeleton behind the counter, wearing a cartoon skull mask, looked up at Fang Zheng, who was trying to suppress his ecstasy.

A faint light flickered in the eye sockets behind the mask, as if he was thinking and a little confused.

For a moment, I couldn't understand Fang Zheng's expression. Why did it suddenly become so strange?

Fang Zheng's face stiffened, "Have you finished the homework of copying 20 chinese characters a hundred times each today?"

The little skeleton hurriedly lowered his head, holding a 2b pencil in his hand, and continued to copy chinese characters in distress.

The little skeleton could barely understand some of Fang Zheng's words.

...

At this moment, under the night, Captain Fei and his group were in a car.

"Captain, since that man is not the night watchman or the chosen successor of Mr. Fu, do we need to check his background carefully for security reasons?" The person who spoke was a meticulous white-skinned female player.

Captain Fei remained silent for a few seconds, then shook his head slightly and said, "There's someone next to the Underworld shop. There's no problem with security."

"We just need to do our part, don't cross the line and do anything else..."

...

That night, Fang Zheng found it hard to calm down.

The thought of seeing a succession of special operations personnel tomorrow, as if he had seen a lot of gray air flying towards him in advance, excited Fang Zheng. His heart felt like a big pump, his veins swelled, his blood flowed faster, and every drop of blood was boiling and burning all over his body. He was no longer able to meditate and practice his spiritual martial arts.

So that night, they were practicing the fifth level of the Tendons And Marrow Washing.

A quiet night.

Except for the little skull, the rustling sound of the pen in the paper industry.

While copying chinese characters, the little skeleton scratched its head in agony and accidentally tilted its hat to reveal a dark white skeleton on its side.

Why did you invent homework?!

In the blink of an eye, it was almost four in the morning, and it was almost dawn. Zuo qianhu, who lived next door, would go to the Underworld shop to say hello before closing the door.

Today was no exception.

However, when Zuo qianhu walked to the door of the underworld, he saw that Fang Zheng was out of the ordinary and was already tidying up the shop.

If things were to go according to the past, Fang Zheng would still be sitting at this time and guarding the store.

"Hey, brother zuo, are you closing up again?" Fang Zheng, who was carefully sweeping the floor with a broom and dustpan, heard movement at the door and looked up to see Zuo qianhu walking to the door.

"Looks like brother zhiqiu has something important to do today, so he has to close early?" Zuo qianhu nodded lightly, then turned to look at the little skeleton, who was copying chinese characters, and her eyes showed sympathy.

Fang Zheng did not explain much, but simply found an excuse to get past it.

However, regarding Shen Wenle's body temporarily stored in the Underworld shop, Fang Zheng reported it to Zuo qianhu, but Zuo qianhu did not say anything.

Then Zuo qianhu returned to the shop next door.

Looking at Zuo qianhu's back, Fang Zheng's eyes were slightly pensive.

After observing for the past few days, none of the wood carvings in this Zuo qianhu shop have been sold.

Not to mention sales, not even a single customer entered the store.

But this gloomy Old street, which was deserted during the day and empty like a ghost street at night, was the most abnormal when someone showed up at night?

Fang Zheng had always been curious about one thing.

Is there anything special about Zuo qianhu's store?

Without a single customer, what's the point of opening the store here?

Although Underworld shop has yet to make a deal, at least there is a special identity of the night watchman.

"Is Zuo qianhu also a night watchman?"

For now, Fang Zheng could not think of any other explanation besides the one before him.

...

Generally speaking, universities are open.

Someone once described a university as the only scenic spot that didn't need to buy tickets and could be flocked to every day.

One could imagine the degree of openness in a university.

After arranging for little skull to stay at home, Fang Zheng appeared near the Normal university in university town.

The last time he lost someone in the university city, he happened to be in the area of economics and trade university, media university, and Normal university.

That's why he thought of asking Local Tyrant's mother, who was a professor at the Normal university, if there was anything unusual in the area.

Unexpectedly, the people of the Special operations department were hiding in an old school at the Normal university.

Perhaps it was because the university city was densely populated and easy to conceal, so it was not easy to be too conspicuous in collective action. In addition, the university city is full of students, talent reserves; And from the university city, Zhou city could be quickly reinforced, so the special operations department's establishment here seemed to make sense?

Outsiders were free to enter and leave the university without too much obstruction.

As long as you don't give people a look, you look like a bad person.

At this time, Fang Zheng disguised himself as a tourist, entered the university to visit, and then smoothly entered the Normal university.

The quiet corridor, the ancient and clumsy predecessors planted trees, and felt the breath of their predecessors for dozens of years. That was a thick history, that was a deep deposit, that was a wise heritage. This is our precious inheritance, the ivory tower in the minds of every student.

After pretending to be a tourist for a long time in the university, Fang Zheng did not collect a trace of gray air.

Well... He had never encountered a ghost that could come out in the daytime.

Do you really want to wait until tonight?

Fang Zheng was going to get close to the old college and wait and see.

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