Chapter 36 Breakfast Is Soy Milk and Fried Dough Sticks

Lin Mo stood at the end of the road, looking at the darkness so close in front of him.

At that moment, Lin Mo wanted to walk in and find out.

But he still held back.

Before you have enough cards and strength, it is definitely not a wise move to rush out of the Novice Village.

At this time, Lin Mo heard the sound of jingling bells.

That's the sound of the alarm clock.

The sound grew from small to loud, and the next moment, Lin Mo opened his eyes.

It's six o'clock.

Next to him, Maomao also sat up.

This is the second time she has entered the nightmare world, but this time it is of great significance to her. With Lin Mo's help, she has begun to learn how to survive in the nightmare world, and has gained a lot.

"Lin Shen, that curtain ghost seems to be relying on me."

Maomao reported to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo was stunned. At first he thought that the curtain ghost was going to cause trouble, but after Maomao's story, Lin Mo understood that the situation was different from what he thought.

Maybe it was because it was Cat who opened the window and put the curtains down and the ghost came back, so this nightmare actually became attached to Cat.

From a certain perspective, the cat can already command the curtain ghost to do some things.

"This is a good thing."

Lin Mo's perspective on problems is always different from others.

"But that curtain is a ghost after all." Maomao understood what Lin Mo meant, but was still a little worried.

"It's superficial. You can't look at the problem from this perspective." Lin Mo waved his hand: "What's wrong with ghosts? As long as they sincerely help us, ghosts can become friends; and people, sometimes, may not be as good as ghosts. , maybe even more dangerous.”

Lin Mo thought about the little red dress, and his face showed a murderous look.

Lin Mo must find out this matter clearly.

Why should innocent children be tortured while those two scumbags can get away with it.

It’s okay if you don’t know about this matter. If you know about it, Lin Mo will take care of it to the end.

Of course, the thing was done, and Lin Mo believed that he would become very good friends with the group of kids living in Room 809.

Breakfast is provided at the migratory bird base.

The canteen here is clean, tidy and bright.

When Lin Mo and Maomao arrived, there were already people here having breakfast.

Most of them are the staff of the Security Bureau at the migratory bird base, and there are also some residents brought back this time, but most of them have haggard faces, and they have obviously not slept for a long time.

The breakfast was rich in variety, and Lin Mo was not too demanding, just two boiled eggs, a fried dough stick, and a bowl of soy milk.

While eating, Lin Mo observed his surroundings.

The few resident survivors over there seemed to have reached their limit. Lin Mo looked at them one by one and wondered if the two traffickers from Old A were among them.

Lin Mo has a good memory. Judging from their voices, Old A's two traffickers should not be over forty years old. Both of them are men, and Old A has a local accent from a southern province.

In this case, the scope can be narrowed down.

Women are excluded first, as well as those who are under thirty years old, and those who are over fifty years old.

As a result, only three people were left.

There are two that Lin Mo has met. One is Mr. Xue from his neighborhood, whom he sees often; the other is the owner of the supermarket at the door, who is also an acquaintance.

These two are not from other provinces, and they are relatively familiar with each other, so they are less suspicious.

That leaves one more.

I have never seen this person before. He should be a resident of Green Garden Community.

This man was sitting there eating alone, looking a little nervous, and the fatigue on his face had already made him feel a little dazed.

Lin Mo thought for a while and let Maomao eat alone. He walked over with the dinner plate and sat across the table from the man.

The other party was obviously startled. He probably didn't expect someone to come over to share the table.

Lin Mo chuckled: "What do you call me, brother?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and said, "My name is Li Baosheng."

It was probably because Lin Mo was carrying a work permit that he acted a little reserved.

Lin Mo told him not to be nervous, and then chatted about some household matters.

Although Li Baosheng is in his thirties, he is an honest man. When it comes to family, he, an old man, cries.

"A few days ago, my wife took the children on a trip, but I was busy with work so I didn't go. Fortunately, I didn't involve them. It doesn't matter if I die, as long as they are fine, it's just that I miss them too much. Before I die, I also want to meet them."

It is normal for people to have emotional breakdowns under extreme stress.

Lin Mo was not surprised.

He was just observing.

If it was Old A or his accomplice, it would be unlikely that he would be so vulnerable, right?

Of course, it could also be disguised.

Besides, who said a perverted murderer couldn't cry? Lin Mo couldn't rule out the other party's suspicion just because of this.

But there was no further evidence.

But it doesn't matter, the evidence won't jump out by itself, people need to find it.

After Lin Mo finished eating, he went to Team Leader Liu first and asked for a copy of the survivor information he brought back this time.

Team leader Liu is also very curious about this matter.

"What do you want this information for?"

It was not convenient to talk about helping Nightmare find enemies for the time being, so Lin Mo found an excuse to excuse it.

"Just to see who has higher potential."

"It should be like this." Team Leader Liu's eyes lit up when he heard what Lin Mo said: "Last night, five more people died in the nightmare. According to the current situation, in up to two days, this group of survivors will I'm afraid they will all die. The order given above is to guide training and let them find their own way to survive, but in my opinion, this is no different from massacre."

Lin Mo's brows twitched. He could tell that Team Leader Liu was a man with "great love".

It's just that the other party still uses the standards of reality to measure the nightmare world.

This is obviously wrong.

On the contrary, Lin Mo felt that the way the top brass of the Security Bureau treated people marked by nightmares was appropriate.

Because even security experts are at risk of losing their lives at any time in the nightmare world.

I would like to ask, how to protect other people in this situation?

Even if you escape once, what about the second time, what about the third time?

You can't let people protect you every time.

It was because Lin Mo had truly seen the horror and danger of the nightmare world that he understood how wise the strategy made by the Security Bureau was.

Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest.

There is not much information, excluding the dead ones, there are only about ten copies left.

After excluding the women and those whose age did not match, only three were left.

Coincidentally, Lin Mo had met these three people in the cafeteria.

Two of them were Mr. Xue and others whom Lin Mo was familiar with, but these two people had been ruled out as suspects due to their geographical location.

The rest is Li Baosheng.

It seemed that he was the only one who met the criteria.

Lin Mo shook his head.

Intuitively, Lin Mo felt that Li Baosheng was not one of the two traffickers, and there were some things that could not be covered up.

The eyes of people who have killed people and those who have not killed people are different.

Of course, this intuition may not be reliable. Lin Mo actually inferred it from Li Baosheng's occupation.

The other party is the person responsible for tallying goods in the supermarket.

As for the two traffickers, whether Old A or another person, they all knew about anatomy and human body structure. Judging from Li Baosheng's occupation, it did not match. Moreover, his information showed that his educational background and work experience did not Similar experiences and the possibility of self-study.

At this moment, Lin Mo suddenly thought that he had overlooked something.

That was his assumption that Little Red Dress and the others died in recent years, but what if the time span was longer?

Besides, in recent years, Lin Mo had not heard any news reports about missing children.

"If the time span is stretched to more than ten or twenty years, then Old A and his accomplices should be fifty to sixty years old now..."

Lin Mo knew what the problem was.

He took out the survivors' information again. Several people were excluded because they were older than Li Baosheng, but according to the new theory, these people were more suspicious than Li Baosheng.

After sifting through it, Lin Mo locked on one person.

"Zhang Yinping, male, 56 years old, native of the southern province

Nightmares are the embodiment of fear. Eggplant dreamed of a strange thing last night. People who came to read the book did not vote or collect. In an instant, he woke up in a cold sweat.