45: I'm the captain, not the leader of the robbers!

Xihong City is a small, landlocked city located in the southwest of Daxia.

The Night Watcher team stationed here is numbered 280.

The captain of Team 280 is called Old Mo, a kind and amiable middle-aged man.

It is said that he was once a fishmonger in a seafood market, but then one day he suddenly had an Awakening of a Forbidden Territory and became a Night Watcher.

And Mu Dong was the promising talent he had meticulously nurtured for so many years.

It's not easy to cultivate a promising newcomer in a small city like his.

Mu Dong is a young man from the Northwest, with dark skin, not tall, and a buzz cut.

He looked like a simple and honest child at first glance.

At this moment, he was practicing boxing in the yard.

Old Mo, with a white towel draped over his shoulder, watched Mu Dong enthusiastically practicing his punches, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

“Mu Dong, take a break!” Old Mo said.

“Alright, Teacher!”

Mu Dong ran over, took the teacup from Old Mo's hand, and began to gulp down water.

“Burp!”

Mu Dong burped, then wiped the water from his mouth with his hand.

“Mu Dong, there’s something I need to tell you. This year’s New Training Camp has been confirmed. The location this year is Cangnan City, and it will be in one week.” Old Mo held a notice and handed it to Mu Dong.

Mu Dong’s eyes lit up, “The Night Watcher New Training Camp? It’s finally here.”

“Yes, Mu Dong, this training opportunity is rare. You must broaden your horizons and strive to reach a higher level in the future.”

“Understood, Teacher, don’t worry, this time, I will definitely make a name for myself.”

Old Mo patted Mu Dong’s shoulder with satisfaction, “Good, when you come back, I’ll open that old bottle of wine, and we’ll drink until we drop!”

...

Cangnan City, Peacekeeping Bureau.

Chen Muye was on duty tonight; everyone else had gone back to rest.

Ding-dong, ding-dong!

The doorbell rang.

“Hello, your takeout has arrived!”

This was a secret signal, an agreed-upon code between Chen Muye and Song Zhong.

With a creak, Chen Muye opened the door.

Standing at the door was a delivery boy wearing a baseball cap and a yellow Meitian robe.

After entering the Bureau, the delivery boy’s face returned to its original appearance.

Song Zhong grinned, “Captain Chen, I heard you found a suitable candidate?”

Chen Muye tossed a file to Song Zhong, “You can take a look; I think he’s very suitable.”

Song Zhong opened the file bag and quickly scanned the information inside.

“Mu Dong?”

He suddenly understood what Chen Muye meant by “suitable,” “This name is pretty good. He looks like an honest and simple kid at first glance, very much like my personality!”

Chen Muye almost spat out the coffee in his mouth.

You, honest and simple? Forget it!

“Cough, cough, everything else is fine, but his Forbidden Territory, do you have a way to deal with it?”

Changing appearance is simple; even ordinary disguise techniques can achieve it.

Mimicking behavior patterns and personality is also not difficult, and in the New Training Camp, no one knows this newcomer from a small southwestern city.

The difficulty lies in mimicking a Forbidden Territory.

Of course, there are Forbidden Territory sequences that can replicate others’ abilities.

However, such Forbidden Territories are extremely rare; it is said that someone in the Special Team can do it.

But this person’s identity is Mysterious, belonging to highly confidential information.

“A sun sphere? Don’t you say it, don’t you really say it!”

A small spot of light suddenly appeared in Song Zhong’s hand, but the color of this light spot was somewhat eerie, like ghost fire in a graveyard.

Chen Muye was smarter this time; he swallowed his coffee before being shocked.

“No, you can do this too? Although this sphere doesn’t look very sunny! But it’s definitely enough.”

Chen Muye was very happy; Song Zhong had brought him another surprise this time.

“Heh heh, then he’s the one!”

Suddenly, Song Zhong looked at Chen Muye, “Captain Chen, but when we tie him up, you’ll have to cooperate with me!”

Chen Muye’s mouth twitched.

“Song Zhong, I am a Night Watcher team captain, not a bandit leader!”

“Oh?” Song Zhong smiled, “Heh heh, if you don’t go, then I’ll have to dispose of the body. I’m very busy and don’t have time to deal with him!”

Chen Muye fell silent.

Finally, under Song Zhong’s “threat,” he took a ghost mask.

“You’d better put a black stocking inside, lest the mask breaks if something unexpected happens!” Song Zhong put away Mu Dong’s file and reminded him.

“Got it!”

After the two discussed the plan carefully, Song Zhong left.

After he left, Chen Muye looked at the mask in his hand and sighed inwardly:

Chen Muye, Chen Muye, you’ve fallen so low, stooping to do such despicable things. If Shao Pingge found out, wouldn’t he laugh me to death?

Eh? No, I’m already dead.

Forget it, since I’m dead, what does it matter if there are towering waves behind me?

Just consider it going crazy with this scoundrel for once!

Early the next morning, a dirty taxi stopped at the entrance of Cangnan City train station.

The driver was Song Zhong, in his altered appearance.

After selecting the target, Chen Muye had already investigated Mu Dong’s situation thoroughly.

At 9:45 AM today, a train passing through Cangnan would stop.

Mu Dong was on that train.

Song Zhong looked at his phone; it was already 9:40 AM.

He came to the exit; Cangnan City was a small station, and the passenger flow was not large, so there were only a few people at the exit.

There were also only a few drivers waiting for passengers.

Ten-odd minutes later, a young man with a buzz cut, carrying a backpack, walked out from inside.

Song Zhong’s eyes lit up; he was finally here.

As soon as Mu Dong swiped his ID and came out, Song Zhong immediately walked over.

“Handsome, where are you going? Taxis are cheap, no waiting, no ride-sharing, leaving right away!”

The few drivers nearby immediately started to mock him.

“This guy looks unfamiliar, isn’t he doing business at a loss? There aren’t many people to begin with, and if he doesn’t carpool, what profit will he make?”

“Don’t know where this greenhorn popped out from, well, let him go! He’ll learn his lesson.”

The few drivers smoked, waiting to see Song Zhong make a fool of himself.

Mu Dong said, “Master, I’m going here, Happiness Garden, Mopan New District, Cangnan City!”

Upon hearing this address, the few drivers watching the fun nearby all laughed.

Even dogs wouldn’t go to that place.

Mopan New District was in the suburbs of Cangnan; though called a new district, it was actually a barren wasteland.

Later, a small developer enclosed a piece of land there, built a low-priced housing project, and after making a wave of money, it became an unfinished project.

The place was far, the roads were bad, and there were no repeat customers; a single trip could cost you your pants.

If the car broke down halfway, you wouldn’t get help from heaven or earth!

Only a fool would take this order.

“Okay, get in! Here, give me your luggage!” Song Zhong directly took Mu Dong’s luggage.

The few drivers were stunned; he’s taking this job too? He’s not crazy from poverty; he just has too much money to spend, right?

Mu Dong was very grateful; he had checked the map and knew it was too remote, and he thought no driver would go there.

“Um, Master, how much?”

Mu Dong knew that drivers in such places wouldn’t use the meter; it was always a fixed price, and usually quite high, otherwise no one would go.

“Uh, how much will you give?” Song Zhong asked.

“I don’t know!” Mu Dong was bewildered; he had never seen such a driver.

“Uh, never mind, I’m in a hurry, just give me fifty yuan!”

Mu Dong was bewildered, and so were those few drivers!

This guy isn’t here to make money!