The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 828 The Elevator Fright
Liu Qingqing's heart tightened, feeling that she was being held by some invisible force.

This voice was obviously gentle, elegant, and approachable, but to Liu Qingqing's ears—and to most of the people in the Haichuan Regiment—it was extremely terrifying.

But Liu Qingqing was rich in experience after all. The panic in her eyes was fleeting and she turned around naturally.

Behind him, Qilin was holding a Wujin crutch with one hand and pushing Mrs. Li in a wheelchair with the other hand, slowly walking towards the elevator.

Liu Qingqing did not hide her surprise: "President Qilin, President Li."

"President Qilin! President Li!" Red Bee and Bumble Bee said in unison. They straightened their backs, cheered up, and did not dare to neglect at all.

"Miss Liu, it's so late and you're out on a mission?" Qilin asked.

"Yes, I reported to the elder." Liu Qingqing lied without blushing or heartbeat.

"Yes." Qilin nodded and looked down at Mrs. Li: "I have said before that Miss Liu will definitely be more powerful when she joins the Haichuan Regiment's intelligence department."

"Yes." Mrs. Li also smiled: "He moves very quickly."

"Haha, that's a compliment." Liu Qingqing was neither humble nor arrogant, "When I really find Jiu Si and Cang Mujiao, it won't be too late for you to praise me again."

"Then let's wait and see." Mrs. Li said.

"It's so late, are the two presidents going to the ground?" Liu Qingqing asked.

"Yes." Qilin waved his hand gently, indicating that he would wait until he got into the elevator.

Liu Qingqing turned around and stepped into the elevator, Qilin pushed someone Li to follow.

"Crack-"

The elevator door slowly closed. Liu Qingqing forcibly controlled her emotions without even accelerating her heartbeat. She said in a relaxed tone with polite concern: "You two are the leaders of the Haichuan Regiment. It is too dangerous to go out alone. Jiu Si's people may be hiding." Snooping in the dark and being cunning."

"Thank you for your concern." Mrs. Li smiled and said, "It is precisely because Qilin and I are leaders that we cannot hide in there every day and let you go out and work hard."

Liu Qingqing nodded slightly and stopped talking.

"Next, Mrs. Li and I will go live in Guanhai Building and take care of some things." Qilin stated his arrangement openly: "Just in time, please inform everyone that no one will disturb us."

"Okay." Liu Qingqing hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Is it not safe? Why don't we send some people..."

"No need, I have my own arrangements." Qilin said.

"Yes."

Liu Qingqing asked no more questions, knowing clearly in her heart: He deliberately exposed himself to danger, deliberately exposed his actions, and even expected me, a former intelligence dealer, to leak the news and let other forces know about it.In this way, the short-term prediction ability of Mr. Li [the prophet] can ensure maximum accuracy.

"Miss Liu, have you realized any new talents recently?" The elevator slowly ascended, and Qilin suddenly raised a new topic.

"Not yet." Liu Qingqing's face remained as usual, but her heartbeat almost skipped a beat: "What?"

"Nothing." Qilin smiled faintly: "Now, many people are beginning to understand new talents, and more and more people have three talents. I remember, you were dual talents ten years ago, right?"

"Almost." Liu Qingqing replied.

"It stands to reason that after such a long time, you should have realized new talents." Qilin glanced sideways at Liu Qingqing.

"Haha, I'm looking forward to it too." Liu Qingqing said.

……

"Ding--"

One minute later, the elevator door opened and came to the underground parking lot on -1F - the surface of the base that had been bombed before. Most of Cangdao was restored, and the Haichuan regiment was simply rebuilt on this basis.Qilin pushed Mrs. Li out of the elevator, and Liu Qingqing followed her.

Qilin walked towards his parking space, walked a few steps, stopped and asked, "Miss Liu, do you need me to send you off?"

"No need." Liu Qingqing explained calmly, "I want to go to the pier, and the Guanhai Building is not on my way."

"Okay, be more careful." Qilin said no more and walked towards a black business car.

Liu Qingqing slowed down a little and got into her car.

After confirming that Qilin and Mrs. Li drove out of the basement, Liu Qingqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her palms were sweating as she clenched the steering wheel.

To be honest, from the first second Qilin and Mrs. Li appeared, Liu Qingqing felt like the sharp sickle of death was pressed against his neck.

Every word Qilin said was like a vague test. She really thought that she would not be able to get out of the elevator. Just one minute seemed as long as a century.

But in the end, nothing happened.

Liu Qingqing was still worried. She took a deep breath and waited in the car for a few minutes. Then she took out a bottle of Huanhuan spray from her bag, sprayed it on her face several times, and tried to inhale the spray.

Liu Qingqing continued to wait for a while, and finally confirmed that he had not fallen into the illusion of Qilin - the illusion could not simulate the texture of the illusion-breaking spray, and even if it was simulated seven or eight times, it would pull the target out of the illusion.

She started the car and stepped on the accelerator.

……

Late at night, Xiangyang Road in Daxu District is like a summer flower shop.

There was a closing sign on the glass door. Inside the bright and warm flower shop, the singer had just wrapped the flowers to be delivered tomorrow morning. She stretched out and started cleaning.

Clean the branches and leaves on the ground, move some flowers outside the door into the store, and then close the store.

It was another fulfilling and busy day. The singer basically never rested except for meal time.

She had already thought about taking a long bath, then nestling on the sofa in the attic, rewatching "City of Joy", and then falling asleep sweetly.

The singer watched this musical movie for the first time in a theater where Guima invited her to go.

Gui Ma's only hobby is jazz. Under Gui Ma's guidance, the singer gradually fell in love with jazz. And this movie happened to be based on jazz, so Gui Ma naturally extended the invitation.

Before this, Guima had never made an appointment with the singer. The two always met at the flower shop or at the organization base.

Guima didn't realize that this was a date, but the singer didn't think so. She was full of expectations and dressed up carefully.

As a result, Guima was watching the movie intently from beginning to end without any expression during the whole process.

The singer was a little disappointed, so she had to watch the movie seriously, not wanting to burst into tears at the end.

What a good story: the male protagonist loves jazz music, and the heroine has dreamed of becoming an actress since she was a child. The two knew each other and fell in love when they were depressed, encouraged each other, achieved each other, and eventually drifted apart.Many years later, as time passed, the two met by chance in a tavern. One was playing on the stage and the other was enjoying it off the stage. The two recognized each other and memories came back to them. They just looked at each other with tears in their eyes and smiled.

Do all good stories have to end in regret?

Late at night, the two walked out of the theater, saying nothing to each other, and seemed to be still immersed in the movie.

The diva breathed in the cool night air, her thoughts racing.

——Gui Ma has worked in several organizations, will the Chinese Zodiac be his last stop?If he resigns one day, will we be separated like in the movie, after so many years... No, I'm afraid there won't be this kind of regretful romance. After all, we don't even know what kind of relationship we have.

"Does tonight count as a date?" When the singer blurted out, she was shocked.

(End of this chapter)