In a frigid apocalypse, she fed her boyfriend until he became a zombie king.

Wenren asked tearfully, "What kind of superpower does that Old Dong possess?"

"Voice change, the voice has changed a lot, it can even change into a boy's voice." Han Mingjie waved the flashlight, "Stick out your tongue."

"slightly……"

Old Dong's ability is quite impressive. Wenren Lei plans to have Fu Yan replicate it so she can perform a play for him at home.

As soon as they entered the banquet hall, Wanzi rushed over with a "whoosh" and jumped onto Wenren Lei's shoulder, nuzzling his neck with her little head.

The scent of pet shampoo wafted into my nose.

Wenren Lei raised her hand and stroked the puppy's chin: "Did your dad give you a bath?"

Wenren Lei chuckled lightly: "Oh~ that Wanzi is a little fragrant dog now."

Maruko wagged her tail frantically, making a loud, grating sound: "Awoo~"

The residents in the banquet hall had all regained their senses, except for Liao Xingwei, who was still tied to a chair and sleeping peacefully.

Yi Yang and Huang Yiyun were not there; they were probably in the next room watching over the people from the research institute.

Cheng Nianli and several other fire elemental ability users in the base used their abilities to patrol near the windows and behind the doors.

"They're preventing spider silk from drifting in," Han Mingjie explained from behind.

Wenren Lei glanced at him sideways: "I can see that. Please don't try to get close."

"That's hurtful!"

"Where's Lao Wen?" Wenren asked tearfully.

Fu Yan lowered his voice and said, "There are many crystal core ability users in the next room. He was afraid something might happen, so he went to provide support."

At this moment, Meng Fan came up and said, "Boss, Lao Dong gave us some more information. It was Huang Yijie who told him to tell Kong Lu the time when Lu Shen and his grandson would receive the supplies."

Wenren Lei nodded: "Did you find out the whereabouts of Lu Shen and his grandmother?"

Meng Fan said, "Old Dong insists that Lu Shen and his grandmother left the distribution point after receiving the supplies. The squad leader slapped him seven times but he didn't change his story, so it must be true."

"Where could they have gone? They couldn't have been eaten by the giant spider, could they?"

"I'm not sure about that yet," Meng Fan said. "But the location of Branch 66 has been determined and sent to District 11."

"it is good."

Just then, voices could be heard from afar.

"Lulu, I really know I was wrong, please don't ignore me. You know I was being controlled, that's why I talked to you like that."

Wenrenlei looked over and saw Huang Yijie following Kong Lu, pacing back and forth in the hall, bowing and apologizing.

He sighed in exasperation and called out, "Huang Yijie, come here."

Huang Yijie tugged at Kong Lu's sleeve reluctantly and trotted over, saying, "Brother Lei, I'm here."

Wenren Lei dragged over a chair and sat down, crossing her arms as she looked at Huang Yijie: "You should be able to remember all the memories from when you were under control. Tell me about them."

"Huh?" Huang Yijie glanced at Kong Lu.

Wenren Lei kicked his butt: "I'm asking you a question. Let me tell you, the Corpse King is still hiding in your base, and we still haven't found him. If you're not going to take this seriously, I'm leaving."

"No, no, no." Huang Yijie rubbed his bottom. "Let me think about it, I'll think about it seriously."

"I remember... it was me who went to the place where the manuscript was hidden, opened the safe, took out the manuscript, and personally handed it to Kong Lu."

Five seconds later.

Wenren asked tearfully, "Is that all?"

Huang Yijie said, "That's all."

"Stop grinning at me, talk to me properly." Wenren Lei said impatiently.

Huang Yijie immediately replied, "That's really all. These are all I can remember."

"You can't remember plotting to frame Lu Shen, or instructing Lao Dong to tip off Kong Lu?"

Huang Yijie tried his best to recall, scratching his bowl cut into a hedgehog shape: "I swear on my proud hairstyle, I have absolutely no recollection of it."

"How could this be..." Wenren Lei murmured to himself. His gaze swept over Huang Yijie's proud hairstyle, and an inexplicable anger rose in his heart. He simply closed his eyes and refused to look.

Could it be that my judgment was wrong again? Even if I remove the spider silk, my memory cannot be fully restored?

Wenren Lei opened her eyes, beckoned to Meng Fan, and whispered in his ear, "Old Meng, go ask the other residents if they remember their experiences during the period of control."

Meng Fan said, "Okay, boss, but I don't think it makes much sense."

Wenren Lei looked up at him: "What do you mean?"

Meng Fan said, "If spitting out spider silk doesn't fully restore the memory, then the person involved won't even realize what they've forgotten, and the clues they provide will probably not be complete."

Wenren Lei repeatedly praised, "Old Meng, you are so clever."

Meng Fan blushed and scratched the back of his head: "I... I was just saying it casually."

Wenren Lei said, "When questioning, we can just have other residents corroborate our testimony."

Meng Fan said, "I'll go find out right now."

After saying that, he walked away awkwardly, his hands and feet moving in unison.

Wenren Lei chuckled softly, leaned back in his chair, and surveyed the hall.

They had been untied and were sitting in their own chairs, chatting quietly in small groups.

Wenren Lei's gaze finally landed on Kong Lu, as if he had overlooked some crucial information.

His heart began to race again, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he squeezed the armrest of the chair so hard that it dented slightly.

A cold hand rested on his shoulder and gently squeezed it.

Wenren Lei looked up and saw Fu Yan standing behind him, quietly watching him.

"Don't rush, take your time."

"Hmm." Wenren Lei raised her hand and placed it on the back of his hand, her chaotic thoughts gradually calming down.

buzz-

The satellite phone vibrated at that moment. Wenrenlei took it out and saw that it was a text message from Meng Fan.

[Boss, I've asked many people, and they can basically remember what they did while they were being held captive. Neighbors corroborate each other's accounts, confirming that their memories are complete.]

Knowing that communication would be interfered with, the 10G team communicated using wristbands for all matters.

Meng Fan deliberately switched to text messaging to prevent anyone from overhearing his voice.

Wenren Lei looked up and met Meng Fan's gaze. Meng Fan nodded very slightly, his gaze seemingly sweeping to Wenren Lei's side.

Wenrenlei nodded slightly. Meng Fan suspected that there were still moles in the hall who hadn't been completely eliminated, or rather, he suspected that the spider webs in Huang Yijie's body hadn't been completely cleared out.

Huang Yijie squatted beside Wenrenlei's chair, his head hanging low. Coupled with the thick mink coat he was wearing, he looked like an abandoned, silly dog.

Wenren Lei glanced at him: "Dude, you..."

Huang Yijie looked up, his face sincere: "What's wrong?"

"Tsk." Even dumber.

Wenren Lei gave a wicked smile and reached out to ruffle his bowl-cut hair: "It's okay, play by yourself."

"Oh..." Huang Yijie buried his head again and scribbled on the ground with his fingers.

"Good buddy," Wenren Lei exclaimed.

Huang Yijie raised his head again: "Damn...uh...ugh..."

A piece of meat that tasted sweet and had a fishy smell was forcibly stuffed into his mouth.

"Don't spit it out!" Wenren Lei covered his mouth. "Others can't even get a second piece. This is your good fortune."