Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Four days after the bombing incident, at the Base Cold Storage in Ancheng.
The only task here is to preserve Xin Er's blood. Aside from the monthly transport and handover, the staff at the cold storage simply monitor the temperature control equipment to prevent malfunctions.
In simple terms, the work is extremely relaxed, yet due to a population crisis, there are only a little over ten employees in this vast cold storage facility. They continue their normal routines, drinking tea, reading newspapers, and chatting with each other, occasionally glancing at the equipment. As long as there are no alarms from the temperature control devices, they return to their conversations.
Their discussions, however, clearly exceed the scope of cold storage work: "The perpetrator is too cunning; they left not a single clue." Indeed, the staff from Ji University Building have been investigating for three days and have only narrowed it down to two suspects. Yet neither of them has shown any signs of movement—could it be that they misjudged?
In any case, there are still three days left. "Old Zhang, come with me to inspect the interior of the cold storage again. Even though we've checked several times already, it wouldn't hurt to be thorough."
More than ten officers, dressed in cold storage uniforms, were discussing the Bomber outside. The Ancheng authorities also wanted to deploy numerous personnel for strict surveillance. However, considering that too many people might intimidate the criminal and deter them from acting, capturing them could become even more difficult. Thus, only the most professional officers were arranged for undercover replacements.
In a corner sat Cheng Shi from the cold storage, shivering and secretly complaining about his bad luck for being assigned such a task. Although working in the cold storage was relaxed, it was still necessary to have a professional on hand in case any equipment malfunctioned. So he was that unfortunate soul forced to stay and work normally.
"Yay! Episode Four opens with the main storyline."
"Huh? How is this already the main storyline? Isn't it about the male lead Lin Yuanliang and Meng Ling?"
"The interaction between Lu Youyou and Xu Lie at the beginning of episode three was quite interesting. Later on, Lin Yuanliang and Meng Ling just drag things out; Lin Yuanliang desperately explains that he doesn't like Lu Youyou—it looks painful! Xu Lie's storyline is much more engaging!"
"That's true; compared to what Xu Lie is involved in, Lin Yuanliang and Meng Ling's youthful romance seems rather trivial."
"As it stands now, it seems like the police are disguising themselves as cold storage staff to bait Xu Lie. But with so few people around, is that really safe?"
The doubts expressed in Danmaku were soon answered. The camera followed two officers inspecting the interior of the cold storage for just a second before shifting focus to their backs as they moved forward into the surrounding building.
With a change of scene, viewers could see two officers on the rooftop of the building equipped with infrared binoculars setting up surveillance.
After establishing a fixed communication time, the officer with the telescope remained still, while a colleague beside him glanced at his watch and then grabbed the walkie-talkie. "No abnormalities in the team," he reported.
The scene shifted to a large room inside the building, which had been urgently converted into a command center. Operators were responding in sequence to three teams.
"The Cold Storage really has very few people; most of the police are outside the building, lying in wait," one operator commented.
"Wow, with such tight security, I'm starting to worry about Xu Lie. What if Nan Er gets caught in Episode Four?" another replied.
"Impossible. It's the same logic; if Episode Four gets arrested, how can they continue filming?" came the response.
As the three surveillance teams provided their regular reports, the team leader let out a long sigh of frustration and pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve his fatigue. "How's it going over there?" he asked.
An assistant handed him a cup of steaming tea that wafted with fragrant smoke. "The team reports everything is normal; no anomalies."
Comment 0 Comment Count