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I haven’t had much experience in clubbing. When I led the Archaeology team, I had young people under me. The chicks that come out will be old people. Of course, my skin color is darker than theirs, which is also a factor. On the Archaeology team, you can tell a person's experience by looking at their skin color. I still went to the bar a few times under their instigation. Of course, their main purpose of dragging me along was to make me pay their bills. They shouted one after another, "You can't give in when paying the bill. Young people like to be lively, so of course the bars they go to are very exciting." But those places are a bit chaotic to me. The deafening music, the unrestrained and even more unrestrained dance performances, of course make people's blood rush. But I still have a quiet personality. An environment that is too lively makes my mind confused. It’s hard to calm down when I get too excited. Every time I go to that kind of place, I can't sleep the whole night after I come back. TaxiThe driver didn’t fool me. This bar is very quiet and suitable for me. In the performance area, a Male Singer was singing slow songs. The music was not very loud and the singing voice was very magnetic. I felt very comfortable as soon as I entered. There were not many people, so I chose a corner to sit down. There is also the idea of avoiding scaring people. I look like a murderer, and sitting in a conspicuous place might scare people away. "A bottle of red wine, is there anything better?" The waiter couldn't see my face, but he was very happy that I was so generous. He teased me with interest: "Lafite, is that okay? Not available for those who are 8 years old." "Okay. , Oh. How much is one bottle?" "Two bottles."
The waiter paused for a moment, not moving. "How many people, sir?"
I extended a finger from the darkness and waved it lightly.
"How about starting with a bottle? If it's not enough, I can bring you more. Just don't get too drunk."
"I'm here to get drunk. Bring me two bottles."
I felt grateful to the taxi driver. He was a decent person, not throwing me into a shady place.
It seemed there was only one singer in the bar; I could hear him singing continuously. The drinks arrived quickly, and I downed two glasses in succession. It didn't extinguish the sadness inside me. There was sadness, but it wasn't entirely sadness; there were other emotions as well, all negative, and my mood had sunk to its lowest point.
After downing a bottle of liquor, my emotions eased slightly. My face felt warm, and things appeared a bit blurry. The alcohol seemed to dilute the negative feelings. I found myself craving conversation, anything would do. I just wanted someone to talk to.
Suddenly, I remembered there was someone I could talk to, and I had to reach out to him.
I pulled out my phone, opened the call log, and dialed the top number. Of course, it was Cao Mingzhe's number—my only confidant at the moment.
When the call connected, I glanced up at the performance area and noticed that the singer had changed. A new singer had taken over. The lights in the performance area weren't very bright; the singer held a guitar and sang songs reminiscent of Aijing's style. It felt like folk music, and his voice was captivating, making me feel as if I were wandering through an old city.
"Zhang, where are you? Haven't you set off yet?" Cao Mingzhe must have realized I wasn't on any form of transportation or in a hotel room. No matter how quiet a bar is, it wouldn't be quieter than a hotel room.
"I'm here," I thought for a moment; I hadn't looked at the bar's sign when I came in. "I'm at a bar drinking."
"Excited? To make a long story short, things are chaotic on my end. I've been busy organizing equipment and supplies. I'm so swamped that I can barely keep my feet on the ground."
"Captain Zhou has passed." As soon as I finished those words, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.
"Old Zhou, he... he just couldn't hold on until we got back. He poured his heart and soul into this mission. What did he tell you?"
Cao Mingzhe's words instantly brought a chilling calm to my heart.
Captain Zhou had indeed entrusted me with something, but after witnessing him leave me, my mind was in such disarray that I hadn't seriously considered the meaning of his words. It was only when Cao Mingzhe asked that I suddenly realized he might know about this matter.
I believed that the confidentiality of this issue surpassed everything I knew. Even Xiao Guolin, during his last mission, was unaware of it; this could be inferred from Captain Zhou's words.
He had not informed Xiao Guolin.
The number of people who knew about this was likely very few—only those at the level of One Commander would have access to such information.
However, within our current Expedition Team, including the one led by Xiao Guolin, there should be individuals who possessed this knowledge. This person would have to be someone trusted by both the military and the Academy.
That person could possibly be Cao Mingzhe. Yet, this information would not be disclosed to anyone else, especially not to me. For some people, knowing this information would be a crime.
"He told me to find Xiao Guolin no matter what." Out of self-preservation, I didn't tell Cao Mingzhe the whole truth.
"Yes, Captain Zhou and Xiao Guolin were like father and son. This news will hit Xiao Guolin hard. Zhang, try not to be too sad; we must do our best to fulfill Captain Zhou's wishes on this mission. If he knows from beyond, he will surely smile down upon us."
"Old Cao, thank you. I must fulfill Captain Zhou's request and find Xiao Guolin. You have to help me."
"Of course. Old Xiao is also my friend."
I had already started to brush off Cao Mingzhe and was thinking about something else—something even more incredible. However, I decided to deal with Cao Mingzhe first.
"Old Cao, I need a sum of money from you. The other party has already quoted a price, and this money cannot be delayed. You need to get it to me immediately." I gritted my teeth and stated the amount.
There was silence on the line for a moment before Cao Mingzhe replied, "Wait a moment, let me report this. Zhang, the amount is too large; I can't guarantee it."
"Old Cao, this money is essential for me. Otherwise, I won't have the confidence to proceed. I don't want to put my life in someone else's hands. To be frank, I don't trust those Greenhorns."
I was referring to the soldiers assigned to protect us. They were too young; their combat experience against unknown underground creatures was nonexistent, and even their ordinary combat experience was zero. I felt that Cao Mingzhe wouldn't have confidence in them either.
"Alright, wait for my call."
I placed the phone on the table and noticed a graceful figure standing across from me as I reached for my wine glass. Looking up, I saw the singer from earlier.
"May I sit?" she asked, pointing to a chair opposite me.
A chance encounter? Or a trap?
But for someone who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, neither option mattered.
"Please, have a seat. Would you like something to drink? Red wine or red wine?"
She was a beautiful woman, especially with her curvaceous figure and tall stature—a standard model physique.
She smiled. "Then let's have red wine."
As the second bottle was just opened, I poured her a full glass.
"Are you trying to get me drunk?"
"Misunderstanding. I just wanted a bit more; I can't drink it all, and I hate wasting it. It's better to fill someone's stomach than to spill it on the ground."
"Rich and willful. I see that now."
This was the second person in a short time to say something like this to me. But hearing those words today, all I felt was sorrow.
To Be Continued.
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