One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Ling Qiong repeatedly compared the information in her hand to make sure that the person she was going to pick up should be here.

but--

Who can tell her why this place has become ruins.

What is her mission goal?

The original owner didn't make it this far, so she didn't know the specific plot behind it at all.

Now he is blind in both eyes.

Ling Qiong stood numbly for a moment, and began to think of ways to inquire.

"You said there... I don't know why it caught fire two days ago, and it burned like that."

"Where are the people inside?"

"People?" The man scratched his head, "I heard that there were a few survivors who were not rescued, and those who survived should be placed in a shelter. Are you looking for someone?"

"Well, my friend."

"Oh, then you can try your luck over there."

The shelter is on the edge of the city, almost close to the city wall.

There are quite a few people in the shelter, but most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled.

It's not necessarily easy to live in the city. Without labor, you can only linger on.

Ling Qiong frowned and went in to find someone.

"Hello, do you know where the person who was sent because of the fire two days ago is?"

Most shook their heads, Lingqiong asked many people, and finally a child who was blind in one eye said: "I know."

"Can you take me there?" Lingqiong took out some food for him.

The child's other eye suddenly lit up, and he almost snatched it away and put it in his pocket, for fear of being seen by others.

"I'll take you there."

The child led her through the crowd, and finally pointed to the corner: "They were sent that day."

Just as Lingqiong wanted to thank him, the child turned around and ran away.

"..."

Ling Qiong walked to the corner.

This corner smells particularly strong, with a rotten smell.

There were people lying on a few beds here and there, and some even squeezed two people.

Some were sleeping, others were staring numbly at the ceiling.

The rotten breath is full of despair.

Ling Qiong soon found out that there was a man with severe burns, his wound was barely treated, and he was just exposed to the air.

Ling Qiong went over and found that the other party was awake. Ling Qiong talked to him a few words, and the other party was conscious.

Only then did Ling Qiong cut into the whole, "Did you send it from the Anju dormitory?"

"Yes..." The man's voice was hoarse.

"Do you know that there is a person named Zong Qingyun in that building?"

The man thought for a moment, then shook his head.

Ling Qiong took out a piece of paper: "It looks like this."

The man looked at it carefully for a while, then shook his head.

The photo is a bit blurry, I don't know when it was left.

Moreover, it was a black-and-white portrait printed on ordinary paper, and it was crumpled badly by the original owner, so it was really difficult to identify it.

Ling Qiong asked three people sent from that building one after another, but no one knew the person in the photo.

Lingqiong walked out of the refuge, it's not that I didn't take the task seriously, it's that the task didn't give me a chance.

Although it is a pity to lose a sum of money, you can earn it back if you earn more from the male lead.

Thinking of this, Ling Qiong happily decided to call it a day and let herself be happy.

【Kiss, please draw a card as soon as possible to protect your cub~】

"..."

Oh shit.

Happiness is gone.

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Lingqiong squatted on the side of the street where people were coming and going, bitterly drawing cards with gold krypton gold that she didn't even have time to spend.

Sure enough, you have to spend it early to be safe!

As soon as Lingqiong got the 'Rain Beats the Plantain', a person appeared next to him.

With his hands in his hands, he sneaked around in front of her several times.

Finally, imitating her appearance, squatting beside her, "Who are you looking for?"

Ling Qiong glanced at him.

He was a middle-aged man, with a face scarf wrapped around his face, revealing a pair of shrewd small eyes.

This person did not appear after she drew the card.

She saw it from the window on the second floor of the shelter, hiding in the corner and looking in the direction of the shelter.

"none of your business?"

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands, with a philistine face, "I know this city very well, maybe I know the person you are looking for."

"oh?"

The middle-aged man thought that Lingqiong didn't believe it, "Really, whoever you want to ask, you must ask me."

"Then tell me about the fire in Anju Building?"

"Er..." The middle-aged man was obviously stunned for a while, and said after a while: "I don't know, it suddenly caught fire. At that time..."

On the night of the fire, most of them were already asleep, and the door downstairs was locked.

After the fire, most people were asleep, and many people did not escape.

Only a few sporadic people were rescued.

There are mixed people, fish and dragons living in the Anju building, and there are all kinds of people in it.

Everyone suspected that the fire was caused by the people inside who offended someone and set the fire on purpose.

The managers of City No. 7 also sent people to investigate.

It's a pity that no clues were found, and there were no important people living in it, so it was left alone.

Those who survived by chance were sent to shelters, and other corpses were disposed of directly.

"Here, it's the place you went in just now..." The middle-aged man gestured to the back, "You came out from inside, didn't you find out what you wanted to inquire about?"

Ling Qiong was silent for a while, then pulled out the previous piece of paper, "Do you know this person?"

The middle-aged man unfolded the paper, carefully identified it for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

Ling Qiong smiled: "This is my private matter."

The middle-aged man looked at her for a moment: "I know him. What is his name... Yun, he is young and handsome. He moved into Anju Building some time ago."

"Then do you know where he is?"

The middle-aged man folded the paper and returned it to Ling Qiong: "I don't know, there are only a few survivors. If there is no shelter, they may have died."

"oh."

Ling Qiong got up, patted the dust that didn't exist, and was about to leave.

The middle-aged man also stood up, but didn't mean to say anything more.

Ling Qiong took two steps, then suddenly turned around, "Who are you?"

"I..." The middle-aged man laughed: "Girl, who can I be? I'm just a small person who earns a living by selling information in No. 7 city."

"Oh, little man." Ling Qiong's tone was light, and she couldn't hear any emotion.

She folded the paper and put it in her pocket.

The middle-aged man kept staring at her, and when she pulled out her hand, she took out half of a piece of metal in her pocket, but she quickly stuffed it back.

The pupils of the middle-aged man shrank slightly.

Ling Qiong quickly disappeared around the corner. The middle-aged man looked around and walked away slowly, chatting with people from time to time on the way.

Just after they left, three people emerged from the corner.

"Hurry up and report, I will continue to stare here. You go follow that woman and see where she lands."

The three act separately.

It was reported that the man entered the core area of ​​No. 7 city with ease.

Although the buildings inside are low, they are clean and bright, completely different from the messy buildings outside.

He swiped open the door of a building, walked in quickly, and after verifying his identity, he was put upstairs.

"Sir, there is an update."

"Enter."