The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 422 Journey to the Western Kingdom
Gao Yang, Qing Ling, Officer Huang, Man She, Nana, and Chen Ying were branded with the aura of the lost, boarded the plane at 9 pm, and arrived at Xiguo Airport at 11 am the next day.

The person who came to pick him up was a blond man with an ordinary appearance, but with a pair of deep and charming gray-blue eyes. He was in a suit and leather shoes, and wore a famous watch. His blond hair was meticulously combed, and he looked like an elite.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Western Country!" He spoke pure Spanish with a warm smile.

"Chen, long time no see." He opened his arms to hug Chen Ying, but when he saw that Chen Ying didn't move, he remembered that the etiquette was different and immediately shook hands instead.

Chen Ying held the other person's hand and replied in Spanish: "Dick, long time no see."

Chen Ying let go of her hand, turned around, and introduced in a low voice: "His name is Dick. He is from the Western Kingdom. He is from the Intelligence Department of the Baichuan Regiment. He spends most of his time in the Western Kingdom. He is responsible for this investigation."

"Can you trust it?" Manshe asked in Chinese.

"You can trust it," Chen Ying said.

"Dick, this is the leader of the Po Cang Group, the Qiying Elder of the Qilin Union." Chen Ying introduced Gao Yang alone.

"Elder Qiying, I've heard of you for a long time." Dick stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

"Hello." Gao Yang nodded slightly and shook his hand.

——Discover [Tracking], whether to copy it.

[Tracking], serial number 125, auxiliary system.

Innate ability: Any touched item can sense its specific location for a certain period of time.

This is a human flesh tracker and locator, and it is indeed suitable for intelligence investigations.

Next, Chen Ying briefly introduced the other members to Dick. After getting to know each other, Dick led everyone to the parking lot and boarded an eight-seater white commercial vehicle.

The commercial vehicle left the airport and drove into District 1 of City A an hour later.

District 1 is the city center with numerous skyscrapers, heavy traffic, dense pedestrians, and diverse and mixed cultures on the streets.

It is hard to imagine that a metropolis with a population of tens of millions actually has less than 50 people living there.

Once again, Gao Yang admired Cang Dao's scheduling ability as a "director" and the dedicated attitude of the "group actors" of the Lost.

Not long after, the commercial vehicle drove out of the bustling District 1 and arrived at District 3.

Gao Yang found that there were obviously fewer pedestrians on the road, and some streets looked very depressed, like a dead city.

It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. It seems that Cangdao also has its limits.

Dick parked the car on an old street, and everyone got out of the car, pretending to be a small tourist group, and settled down in an old hotel.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, seven people gathered in Gao Yang's room, eating packed burgers, French fries and iced Coke while discussing the evening's action plan.

Dick took out a city map and pointed to the edge of the map. This is District 5, which is also the poorest and least populated old town in City A.

Dick used a marker to draw a circle around a spot in Area 5.

"The beverage factory is in this area, which is very suspicious." Dick said: "One of the warehouses is guarded by mercenaries with guns. I have investigated and found that this warehouse does not store goods and does not smuggle contraband. However, there is no smuggling of contraband in this warehouse. In two or three days, a black car will drive into the warehouse and leave in the early morning." "It is indeed suspicious, but it is not necessarily the Cangmu Cult." Officer Huang said.

Dick smiled, showing his neat white teeth: "The above point is indeed not enough to explain the problem. I asked my friends in the Intelligence Bureau to check the predecessor of this beverage factory. In the 40s, it was a private biopharmaceutical company. , was later disbanded, and all employed employees disappeared mysteriously. Although this past event was covered up, it still left some traces."

"Everyone, please see, this is the logo of the biopharmaceutical company back then." Dick took out his mobile phone and opened a black and white photo in the album.

The logo on the photo is exactly the logo that Pohou remembers when he was a baby, the prototype of the totem of Cang Mu Cult.

"Oh, it seems right." Officer Huang no longer doubted this time.

"Dick is professional in intelligence work." Chen Ying smiled quite proudly.

"Thank you." Dick looked at Chen Ying and smiled gratefully.

——Activate Lie Detector.

Gao Yang quietly tested Dick and found that he was not lying and was being kind.

Nana, who was drinking Coke, stood up, sneered, and said in less than fluent English: "Oh, it's so sad. My king's defeated generals have only survived since Ragnarok, and they are reduced to such a place of exile. This Once, let my king’s spear of destiny execute him..."

Qing Ling, who was biting her hamburger, raised her head and looked at Nana coldly.

Nana immediately fell silent, lowered her head and bit the Coke straw, and sat down silently.

"What is she talking about?" Dick looked confused. "Did I miss some important information?"

"No, she is affirming your investigation results." Gao Yang explained: "That's all."

"Haha." Dick smiled slightly awkwardly: "Is this the cultural difference?"

No, this is the difference between normal people and chuunibyou.

Gao Yang slandered.

After that, everyone discussed it for another 10 minutes and basically reached an agreement.

Gao Yang officially announced the action plan: "At three o'clock in the morning, we sneaked into the warehouse."

"Is it dangerous?" Chen Ying was a little worried. After all, it was the Cang Mother Sect.

"Don't worry, this place can't be the home of the Cang Mother Cult. It's at most a small branch." Gao Yang was very sure.

"That's right." Officer Huang agreed: "The Cangmu Cult's headquarters can't be so public and invite a lot of soldiers to guard it."

"This operation requires a secret infiltration. It must be clean and neat, and only key people should be arrested. Try not to make too much noise, so as not to alert the enemy." Gao Yang said.

Everyone nodded.

"Rest in the afternoon and act in the evening."

(End of this chapter)