Please ask the dream.

Chapter 346 Martial Law in the City
June 465, 6 in the new calendar was destined to be a sleepless night for Jingbin City. After several hours of tense and exciting emergency summarization, the dreams of all the Hongying soldiers in Jingbin City were summarized, and a large amount of intelligence was sent to the headquarters after preliminary screening.

"Sure enough, depending on one's identity, the experiences in dreams are also different." Holding several dream summaries from the Black Plum Department, the Intelligence Bureau and other departments, Yun Zaoxun's face, which had been tense for several hours, finally relaxed a little -

“Although most people’s dreams were no different from their real experiences at the beginning, after the 449th year of the new calendar, some people began to have memories of a suspenseful stage play that did not exist in reality in their dreams. Although the specific name can no longer be remembered, it is undoubtedly one of the four operas related to the natural disaster that destroyed the country.

"Then there is the news from Heimeike. Around the year 455 of the new calendar, several people who were lurking in Qingyun at the time had a mission to investigate a certain playwright in their dreams. This was until the Qingyun War broke out ahead of schedule in the year 459.

"Later, some soldiers recalled that they had dreamed of a strange song and woke up from it. According to my dream, these soldiers should be from the squadrons that disappeared because of the playwright.

"Plus some information about a genius playwright, the playwright in the dream should be a Qingyun person born around 440. He has considerable musical attainments and writing skills, is proficient in lurking, and is also good at structuring. He can complete the performance on his own..."

"Snapped!"

Just when Yun Zaoxun was summarizing the information about the playwright based on clues, a slight sound suddenly interrupted his words. Although the sound was not loud, it was particularly harsh in the quiet conference room.

"Mr. Hayakawa, have you thought of anything?"

Although the tone was extremely polite, anyone who knew Hong Yingyu would understand that when a superior spoke in a polite and respectful tone, it represented his attitude of questioning.

However, Mr. Hayakawa, who had caused the noise, did not care about the commander's tone. He did not even wipe the tea off his body. He just spoke in a tone as steady as possible, but still with a tremor:
"Dear Commander, I wonder if you feel that the characteristics I mentioned are somewhat familiar?"

"Familiar?" Hearing that the head of the Intelligence Processing Section was still being secretive, Yun Zaoxun couldn't help but get a little irritated and said directly:
"Mr. Hayakawa, you might as well be more clear."

"Okay, Commander." Mr. Hayakawa sighed and reluctantly uttered the name that was taboo for the Yunzao clan.

"Feng Xue, Blue Clouds and White Rainbows·Feng Xue."

"Snapped!"

Just hearing this name, Yun Zaoxun subconsciously took a step back, and then shouted angrily:
"Do you know what you are talking about? Feng Xue is a war architect! How could he..."

"But Commander, according to the intelligence we have on file, Feng Xue was born in the year 441 of the new calendar. When he joined the army, he and his teammates formed a band and an opera troupe. His famous structure is called the 'Death Troupe'. In addition, every time he fights with all his strength, he usually plays music. As for his hidden ability..."

At this point, Hayakawa shut his mouth. If one were to ask about Qingyun Baihong's hiding ability, the commander-in-chief who took over the mission of garrisoning Jingbin City because his brother was assassinated should be very clear about it.

"Commander, according to the news from the Xiongling Mountains, Feng Xue has indeed disappeared for one to two weeks, and this time is just enough to reach Jingbin City through the existing transportation."

The head of Heimeike raised his hand to finish off the enemy, and Yun Zaoxun's face turned even paler.

He looked to his uncle for help, but Yun Zaozhengxun was also confused at this time, with a feeling of "What sin did I commit to protect you?" Don't ask how I can feel it, the architect's G·I particles will directly reflect their surface thinking!

"Anyway, notify the country. Damn it. I thought it was just an excuse made by those shady guys from the Yae family, but I didn't expect it to be true! After this guy lost the blessing of the military soul, he became even stronger! Wait! This structure! Damn it! Why do I feel that this thing is so similar to the structure of the Yae family! I was wondering why they didn't make any moves after losing more than a dozen masters. So they made a mess and asked me to clean it up, right? No, no matter what, this is the Yae family's problem, and they must solve it!"

……

"Ahaha..." With a lazy yawn, Feng Xue, who woke up naturally, climbed out of her comfortable big bed, and then heard Su Yeli's sweet voice -

"Good morning, would you like to have breakfast first, take a shower first, or..."

"Stop messing around, just tell me if you've made breakfast! By the way, why do I feel you're so energetic?" Feng Xue waved her hand to stop the female ghost from speaking, grabbed her clothes and put them on, only to find that Su Yeli seemed to be in a bad state.

"I'm curious too. For some reason, there was a lot of negative emotions around me last night, so I ate a lot. This way I didn't have to waste my limited sanity."

Su Yeli's words were filled with a kind of laziness that comes from being well fed and drunk. Feng Xue heard it without any doubt:

"Of course there are negative emotions. After all, this is enemy-occupied territory. If there are no negative emotions, then there is no hope."

"Is that so?" Su Yeli always felt that Hongying people had more negative emotions yesterday, but when she thought about having to work overtime in the middle of the night, it seemed that there was really no problem.

After breakfast, Feng Xue planned to go out for a walk, but when he opened the door, he was almost staggered by the G·I particles in the air. The G·I force field filled with a murderous aura clearly showed that someone was using legion-level structural techniques!

Feng Xue immediately realized that something was wrong and suppressed his conditioned reflex to open his aura field. He pretended to open the door to breathe fresh air, stretched his body hard, then took out his cell phone and played a melodious tune. He checked the mailbox at the door and returned to the house.

After confirming that the effect of the sunny and cheerful big boy was still in effect, Feng Xue returned to the table, turned on the TV in the house, and while flipping through the news that had no core content, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to log in to the orchard's website.

But the next moment, his fingers stopped because he realized that this was most likely a trap.

After all, although the information encryption of the Orchard is excellent, it is still not enough to fight against a country like Hongying. If there happens to be surveillance at this time, even if there is no unnecessary behavior, he will never be able to escape the identity of "Orchard Killer".

"Hold on tight, and pretend you didn't find anything!"

Feng Xue thought of this, opened the browser with her finger, and checked the entertainment news using the Xinghuanyu system. She looked as leisurely as if she was browsing Weibo after breakfast. Time just slipped away like this...

(End of this chapter)