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Chapter 63 Catfish Boss Hot Pot Restaurant (11)

005 whispered, “She spoke haltingly and her emotions were extremely unstable. I was afraid you couldn’t hear her clearly, so I summarized her main points and roughly pieced together the mysterious rules of the hot pot restaurant.”

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he spoke, as if he were trying to control some emotion, before he slowly uttered:
"The hot pot restaurant generates a mysterious and unpredictable magnetic field. Everyone who enters automatically becomes a customer, including former employees and the owner."

"The restaurant has a catfish head owner. There are menus on the table. Once you sit down, the menus open automatically, with clear rules for ordering. You can't break the rules, or you'll be punished."

She said the menu was divided into two categories: vegetarian dishes and meat dishes.

"After cooking vegetables, you'll eat more and more in your mouth, and it's easy to get full after just a few bites. If you're full and can't eat anymore, you have to pay the bill, and if you leave any food uneaten, you'll be punished."

"Meat and vegetables will make you hungrier the more you eat, but..."

She said the meat wasn't normal meat at all.

"Yes." 005's voice lowered a few decibels. "It's really outrageous, but that's how this mysterious method works."

"She said that if she wanted to survive, she could only keep eating meat, but that would be really hard to bear. She couldn't finish all the vegetables, and she would die if she left any. She would die sooner or later if she kept eating meat, and she would die even if she paid the bill. She would die no matter what."

He Lin remained silent.

After listening, she hesitated to give the order.

This is no ordinary mysterious place.

The previous D-009-Alpha was an unsolved mystery, but now that it has been glimpsed again, it instills a strange sense of dread.

"002?" There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, then as if understanding her silence, the tone softened, "You're hesitating about whether to send someone in."

He Lin did not answer, but stared at the energy curve on the light screen with eyes as sharp as a knife.

The line representing the magnetic field fluctuations did not show any signs of slowing down; on the contrary, it was trending upwards.

This indicates that the energy of the magnetic field has increased.

005 continued, “I know you’re worried. But we also know that if we keep waiting, things will only get worse. If the magnetic field closes off, we won’t even be able to get in.”

“This time, let me lead the team in,” he said firmly. “A small, elite team, one group every hour.”

“Once inside, I estimate that communication devices won’t be able to be used,” he said. “The D-009 clearly interferes with all frequency bands and will also detect device signals.”

“I’ll bring 009 and 018 with me; we’re the people you trust most.”

He Lin listened to his voice but didn't say anything.

005 knew that she was already weighing the options.

After nearly ten seconds, she slowly spoke, her voice low and cold:

"I approve."

"You, 009, and 018 are in the first tier."

"Take care once you're inside."

"Based on the information you have, decide for yourself how to survive."

"Understood!" 005 replied crisply and decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

He knew that He Lin's hesitation was not because of distrust, but because she cared too much.

002's identity is not that of someone sitting in the back giving orders; she was also the first shadow to rush into the magnetic field, the true "leader of the lamplighters."

She simply knew better than anyone what going in meant.

Before the communication ended, He Lin added, "005."

"Take care of yourself."

Fifteen minutes later, the first group had assembled in front of the hot pot restaurant.

005 put on his gear, glanced at 009 and 018 on his left and right, and the three nodded in tacit agreement before slowly entering the store.

An intensely rich, almost distorting, aroma of hot pot wafted over, as if someone had simmered blood and oil into a broth, mixing it with spices and illusions, and letting it seep into your lungs.

The door slammed shut.

All contact with the outside world has been lost.

Inside the control room, He Lin sat back at the command console, her gaze cold and focused. The technical team, analysis team, and special operations team were all in position, not daring to relax for even a second.

Her gaze swept across the list of known personnel, and as she was manually marking the identities of potential customers, she suddenly stopped.

On the light screen, in the seventh row and ninth column, a name suddenly jumped into her eyes.

Xu Xiaoyi

A barely perceptible look of surprise flashed across her eyes.

the name...

Isn't she someone's sister?!

He Lin cursed under her breath, her face turning completely cold.

She immediately accessed 003's personal communications and tapped the frequency access request three times.

But the call didn't go through. When I asked, they said 003 was out on a mission.

Damn.

003 is on a mission and cannot be contacted for a short period of time.

But his sister actually secretly studied the same major as An Jing and even researched mysterious behaviors?

Now we've all somehow ended up in a magnetic field?!
003 knew it had to be blown up.

He Lin gritted her teeth. She had seen that little girl before; she was very cute with her cheerful smile.

"This little girl has a death wish."

She sat up straight again, quickly made several marks on the personnel file, and adjusted [Xu Xiaoyi] to a first-level emergency evacuation target, while also separately adding her to the logistics and rescue system.

at the same time.

The three people, 005, 009, and 018, had just stepped into the hot pot restaurant.

"Snapped!"

From a corner, a sound, neither too loud nor too soft, like a hand slapping on a wooden table came from.

The three of them immediately assumed a defensive posture, their eyes scanning the surroundings.

The hot pot restaurant was strangely spacious, with customers scattered around the tables. Some were engrossed in eating meat, while others dared not eat.

Just as they entered, a familiar yet slightly nervous voice rang out:
"Oh dear, why are you taking so long to arrive?"

The three of them quickly looked over.

An Jing waved to them, trying to appear natural as she called out, "Over here! We've been waiting for you, come to my table!"

005's eyes narrowed.

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was just loud enough for them to hear, and it also caught the attention of everyone in the hot pot restaurant.

Including the huge catfish in the middle.

009 asked in a low voice, "Who is this?"

005: "An Jing, our mission objective. It's so good that you're not dead."

018 nodded knowingly, it was the first time he had heard 005 say something like "that's great".

The three of them pretended to be ordinary customers and slowly walked towards An Jing's table.

An Jing was also a little uneasy.

They had just entered the hall and hadn't even taken their seats yet, so it wasn't a violation of the rules, was it?
He breathed a slight sigh of relief and waited until they were seated before asking in a low voice:
Why are you so late?

Her voice was drowned out by the bubbling of the soup pot and the chewing sounds of the surrounding customers.

005 slowly uttered four words:
"It's a long story."

(End of this chapter)