Transformed into a cute girl, I am at ease in the last days

Mu Mu's hands were not slow, picked up the phone and dialed Mo Sheng's number.

"Hey, Sister Mo Sheng, I want to ask how your interrogation is going."

"Um... oh! What question do you want to ask?"

For some reason, Yan Zimo and the others seem to have heard some discordant voices of "hmm, huh, huh" through the phone.

It must be an illusion, right?

The two thought so.

"I want to ask, is the base of this organization in the Himalayas?"

"Okay, let me ask; if you heard me, tell me quickly."

The latter sentence was obviously addressed to Xue Yunling, and the tone was much harsher, which did not match the Mo Sheng they knew on weekdays.

Chapter 87 Real Existence

In the interrogation room, Mo Sheng was answering the phone calls from Yan Zimo and the others. Xue Yunling in the back was lying there feebly like a puddle of melted ice.

I saw that her pretty face was blushing, her clothes were a little disheveled, and there was a bit of charming breath in the air.

Mo Sheng listened carefully to the needs on the other end of the phone, then suddenly turned her head and said to her harshly:

"Did you hear me? Tell me quickly."

"........"

Mo Sheng pressed the position of the pickup with his hand to prevent the sound from passing through. Then he approached Xue Yunling and looked at her condescendingly, feeling a slight sense of conquest.

"Aren't you good again? Do you still want me to educate you with 'love'?" Mo Sheng specially emphasized the word 'love'.

Xue Yunling had ten thousand muddy horses galloping past in his heart, and he just wanted to say a word to Mo Sheng:

——Nimma, tell me what you want to explain, otherwise how would I know what to explain!

"Confession... what?"

Mo Sheng raised her eyebrows slightly: "Tell me what you know."

"........."

"Okay, is your base in the Himalayas?" Mo Sheng chose to take a step back, not so tight.

Xue Yunling nodded imperceptibly, her whole body almost ran out of energy.

With the eyes of a supernatural being, Mo Sheng naturally saw Xue Yunling's movements, and said to the other end of the phone: "That's right, it's their base."

"Okay, Miss Mo Sheng, do you have any more detailed information?"

Mo Sheng looked at Xue Yunling with a smile and put the phone to her ear. The meaning couldn't be clearer.

"Our.....bases are all over...all over...the whole country, the Himalayas...the mountain range...is the base camp …”

Seeing Xue Yunling's cooperation, Mo Sheng nodded in satisfaction, thinking that this is right, this is the childhood sweetheart she knew who let her bully her.

"Continue, tell me about your staffing, level of armed forces, and whether there are any spies in our interior..." Mo Sheng asked.

"These...I don't know much...I usually...are only responsible for hands-on...No Responsible for... management."

Looking at Xue Yunling who was almost out of breath, Mo Sheng wondered if he had bullied her so badly that it was difficult to speak.

But this is difficult to deal with. A ninth-order person is only responsible for being a thug, and the authenticity is still open to question.

"I don't have much contact with another.......one........don't know........his whereabouts .”

The other one...... Could it be the ninth-level powerhouse of the pure spiritual system named You Ming that Senior Yan Shan told her about?

This also means that there is no one else in this organization's ninth-level combat power except her and You Ming?

"Then who is that 'god' you always talk about?" Mo Sheng pressed forward step by step.

Xue Yunling's body suddenly trembled slightly, his facial muscles convulsed, his pupils shrank to the size of a pinprick, and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Mo Sheng was anxious, and quickly threw himself on her, calming her emotions: "Yun Ling, what's wrong with you? I'm here, don't be afraid..."

——It is because of you that I am afraid!

"Sister Mo Sheng, are you all right?"

Yan Zimo was a little flustered when he heard the movement over there, and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll call you later, that's all."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Sheng focused all his attention on Xue Yunling and found that her reaction was no longer so violent. However, her worry remained the same and she still asked soothingly:

"Yun Ling, what's wrong with you? Does that 'God' really exist?"

"........."

"Did he do something to you?"

Although Mo Sheng's attitude was much gentler, Xue Yunling didn't want to talk anymore.

Mo Sheng frowned, and the progress was somewhat stalled, but she also got a new piece of information.

That is, the gods believed in by the Singer Organization are not fictitious existences.

As for the real identity of the other party, anyway, Mo Sheng, who has been deeply influenced by his thoughts, would not believe in any theology.

Although the emergence of mutated species and supernatural beings has long proved that science cannot prove everything, it is only a matter of time. The answers that cannot be obtained by science at present will allow ordinary people to see its truth sooner or later. Allow.

In her opinion, that so-called god was just a life form that was powerful to a certain extent.

If he really has that much ability, what does he want to do by hiding with his subordinates all day long and living like a rat on the street?

Among the people Mo Sheng knows, who is most suitable for the title of 'God', this person must be Liu Mengxian.

Maybe the so-called gods didn't dare to stand out because they were afraid of Liu Mengxian's deterrent power!

"Yunling, please take a rest first. I'll come back to you later." After Mo Sheng confirmed that there was no problem with Xue Yunling's detention, he went to Yan Shan to report it.

.................

"What did Mo Sheng say?" Seeing that Yan Zimo hung up the phone, Mu Mu hurriedly asked.

"Ha... there seems to be something wrong over there, and they said to call us later."

Yan Zimo shrugged: "Oh, I can't help it, let's continue, at least I got some information."

Xue Yunling was a bit derailed from that singer organization, and the specifics of the opposite party were not very clear, which was beyond their expectations.

But they can't just believe what others say, and they should be cautious.

"I don't think it's an option for us to search like this. We should apply to mobilize the national department to investigate. How can the entire Himalayan mountain range be done by just the two of us? There is no black technology hidden by the state."

Yan Zimo suggested.

"Yes, it is a way, but can you still act according to your intention?"

"...Let's take a step and take a look. It's better than the two of us looking around here. The day lily is cold. I'll ask my uncle for instructions first."

As soon as he said it, Yan Zimo dialed Yan Shan's phone number. After communicating with him, he decided to send two more aircraft that were good at scouting before.

At a time when crystal core new energy technology has not yet been applied to those aircraft, this consumption is not small, and the country is really generous.

In fact, it is not the case. For the suggestions of Mu Mu and Yan Zimo, the higher-ups generally pay more attention to them.

One is an expert in "demining", she can meet basically anything, and all of them are major issues that cannot be ignored. If they are resolved, the country will benefit accordingly.

The other is Mu Mu, the newly-appointed ninth-rank powerhouse. Like Jiang Lan, the country will generally satisfy her needs.

............

On the other side, a mighty team set off from an occupied area somewhere in Huaguo.

As the leader, You Ming seems to be communicating with someone, and judging from the content, the other party is obviously a cooperative relationship.

"Can't come? What do you mean?!" You Ming's tone was a little fierce.

"It literally means that there is something wrong with us here, and we can't spare manpower for the time being. You should find a way to solve it yourself."

The other person is not a bully, neither humble nor overbearing, with a calm tone and an unquestionable temperament.Netherworld had no choice but to be patient:

"I'm telling you, our team is going to retreat to the Himalayas now. This is half of the organization's strength. We can't make any mistakes. We need your help."

Nether said earnestly, followed by a direct threat:

"We have been working together for a long time. We know a lot of each other's secrets. When the troops are transferred, if Hua Guo finds out and encircles them... I'm done, and you all have to die with me!"

Chapter 88 Shadow

You Ming directly magnified his move, and the person on the other end of the phone had to pay attention to it. It was really a mess, and no one felt comfortable, so they had to compromise.

"Hey, okay, okay, I've lost to you, but we won't send out too much support, at most three shadows."

"Only three fights, how is that enough?" You Ming frowned.

There are thousands of people here, not just this one place, when will I get three shadows?

"Don't talk so much, three fights have already been squeezed out for you, and if there are no more, you don't have to think about it."

"Okay, three will be three, let your people come over immediately."

You Ming hung up the phone, looked at the team that was starting to evacuate, and estimated the overall layout.

With the scale of a thousand people, one Yingyi can probably carry about 100 people, and the three families together will probably have to go back and forth four to five times.

At Yingyi's speed, it would take about seven or eight hours, which is much faster than their current speed.

It would take at least ten or eight days to cross the dangerous enemy-occupied area to the Himalayas by their own feet.

And it is not known how many members of the organization had to die on the mutated species encountered halfway.

All in all, something is better than nothing.

I have to settle accounts with them when I go back. It's a rare thing to ask them to help me, but they can only be used for this little purpose. It's a big loss.

You Ming thought about it, pulled one of his subordinates over, and asked, "Let me ask you, have you heard about Cangming's whereabouts?"

"Your Majesty You Ming... No, there is no news about this from China."

The subordinate replied tremblingly, for fear that Nether would blow his head like before.

"Okay, please step back. Once Balor arrives, let me know immediately."

"Yes."

The man backed away respectfully, carried Nether on his back and walked forward for hundreds of meters before he dared to reach out and wipe his forehead, only to find that it was covered with sweat.

In any case, he escaped a catastrophe.......Baroer, that guy, probably will soon arrive with his remnants defeated. I don't know what will happen to him.

Facing Nether, whether it's an ordinary person or the eighth rank next to that position, it's only a matter of minutes to kill him.

Half an hour later, You Ming suddenly seemed to feel something. He raised his head and looked about a hundred meters above their heads.

There was obviously nothing there, but You Ming just locked his eyes on that land, and didn't turn his eyes away at all.

"It's coming, it's not too late." A smile appeared on the corner of You Ming's mouth.

As he thought, where he looked, that is, at the empty [-]-meter altitude, the phenomenon of 'partial fading' occurred.

The three aircraft with unique shapes seemed to have lost their transparent 'color', revealing their true forms.

One of the biggest features is flatness, and the second is the silver-white color of the whole body. There are no splicing traces of the mainstream aircraft of today's major countries on the surface, and the manufacturing process is obviously higher than that of today's major countries.

There is no doubt that this is the so-called 'shadow shadow'.

After showing the figure, the three shadows floated down vertically at a uniform speed, without raising a speck of dust, full of sense of technology.

"Hello, my friend, long time no see."

Suddenly, a hearty sound came from the inside of the aircraft, a piece of the outside of the aircraft disappeared, and a ladder emerged out of thin air and extended to the ground.

The owner of that voice then appeared.

This is a tall man with short blue hair and more than two meters tall. From him, it seems as if he can hear the sound of the blue sea.

He is very handsome, even higher than Balor who won the title of 'male model' in the Civilization Cup, even his eyes and eyebrows are blue like the sea.

"Hmph, there's no need for polite words, hurry up, open the cabin quickly, and send my people in."

You Ming was not as polite as him, and the group behind was ready to board the plane.