After dinner, the two walked out of the hotel. Lin Jixin was about to go to the side of the road to call a taxi, but Xia Liyun stopped him: "It's still early, let's have a walk with me."

He put down his hand and retreated from the side of the road: "Yeah."

The two of them chatted and walked casually along the brightly lit street. Xia Liyun held her arms around her arms, and was amused by him from time to time and laughed.

After walking for a while, more than a dozen young foreigners suddenly walked out of the hotel opposite the street. They seemed to have drunk a lot, and they were unsteady one by one. They laughed and burst into their native languages.

After scanning the people, Xia Liyun casually said: "There are a lot of foreigners in the city recently."

"I have come to invest a lot recently!" He said the news he had just seen recently, and he was clear about this change.

Dongze's original temporal and space turbulence attracted attention from all over the world. This area has always been the focus of the infiltration of all forces. Yu Jiang, not far from it, was inevitably tampered with some trouble. The emergence of the underground space crack in Yujiang and the establishment of the New Human School made all parties turn their attention here. In addition, Yu Jiang was originally a commercial city with a complex population. Until now, foreigners can see it everywhere, but places with a large population can definitely see it.

Not only that, he also knew that many foreign forces had extended their tentacles to Yu Jiang's official and new human schools, but these were nothing to do with him. Xia Liyun knew that these were not necessarily good things, so she simply concealed them together.

When they were wandering around the streets, the expressions of the people in a large conference room of an independent building not far away were much more serious.

Sitting in the upper position with the rank of major general was Bo Zhichun, the commander of the 73rd Army, and on the left was their acquaintance, Zhou Mochen, the director of the Special Affairs Investigation Bureau.

Bo Zhichun glanced at Zhou Mochen: "Director Zhou, I'll trouble you for this investigation."

At this time, the meeting was in the end and the proposal had been passed. No matter how Zhou Mochen thought, he could not change this fact. He could only smile lightly and said, "Since the meeting has been passed, we will naturally obey."

Bo Zhichun said: "Old Zhou, I know you are not happy, but if you don't send people, you have to use our young man's life to fill it. After all, you are professional and have good skills. No matter how you say it is, it is much safer than sending people."

Zhou Mochen's face was still not very good-looking, so he nodded reluctantly.

Bo Zhichun didn't say anything more and patted Zhou Mochen on the shoulder: "I still have two bottles of good wine, so let's have a few more cups together when the matter is over."

After saying that, he stood up: "Today's meeting is over. According to the previous resolution, everyone will move. You must figure out what is going on in the hole."

***

In the next ten days, Xia Liyun went to school as usual, and people who needed treatment would be taken to the hospital by a special car. During this period, she also cooperated with Lin Jixin to treat two previous cases of incurable injuries.

Originally, after Lin Jixin reminded her, she had been worried about what would happen. Her heart was hanging over the days, but as time went by, there was nothing wrong, and she had gradually relaxed.

On this day, they were in class, and the school radio suddenly rang, asking everyone to go back to the dormitory immediately to pack up their salutes and gather at the playground.

These days, they have experienced many urgent gathering training in school. Everyone is skillfully studying as required, quickly packing their luggage and queuing up to the playground.

Not long after they had a team, a long convoy of military trucks drove along the cement road beside the playground. The teacher who led the team asked them to hand over the communication tools first, and then let everyone get on the bus. Only then did everyone realize that today was not an exercise!

Xia Liyun looked at the team teacher coming over and took her cell phone, and then she realized that she should have called Lin Jixin before.

Now she could only expect such a big action that the wind could reach Lin Jixin's ears as soon as possible.

Just as the military vehicle started, a passenger plane was flying towards Dongze Airport. On the plane, Tovison Dalsey casually sent the flight attendant who came to serve. After there were no idle people around, he continued to whisper to the white man in his early forties and with a thin face beside him.

He said, "Kimo has already set out?"

The white man said, "Well, his visa was denied and he could only take the 'small' road."

The so-called path is actually their code word, which refers to illegal entry.

"He should have arrived in Yujiang now." Speaking of the Chinese language "Yujiang", the white man frowned and read it out in a difficult voice with extremely unaccustomed manner.

Tovinson shrugged helplessly: "The recent entry review in Asia is particularly strict, and I almost have to take the 'small' path."

The white man nodded: "The 'door' of the different spaces here are government resources and are not open to sharing. As long as it is suspected that it is coming here, no visa will be given."

Tovance smiled faintly and said nothing.

For new humans like them, it is certainly not difficult to take the "small path".

The white man hesitated and suddenly said to Tovinson: "Do you still have fruit coins?"

Tovinson turned his head and looked at him: "This is not something to ask."

The white man showed a hint of embarrassment on his face and rubbed his hands restrainedly: "I know this is being severely beaten now, but I can't do anything about it."

He stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, thinking hard about the wording: "The potion of vitality can only be bought with fruit coins now, and you also know that Phil is indispensable..."

"I get it!" Tovinson interrupted him, "I'll buy it for you later."

"Thank you, thank you..." The white man was so excited that his nose was slightly red, "This operation is over, I will return it to you after changing the fruit coins."

Tovinson nodded: "I hope you get a good harvest!"

The white man nodded vigorously: "It must be good!"

He pressed his originally very low voice again and said in a faint voice that only two people could hear: "I have conclusive news, and a lot of good things have appeared in the dark cave."

Finally, he emphasized: "And you know, there is no need to pay the entrance fee here."

"'Dark Cave'?" Tovinson whispered, "I like this name."
Chapter completed!