Sanctuary Starfield Journey

90-30 Chasing the Murderer

Dongfang Gui walked to a burial pit, next to a food distribution area. He simply pointed to a female corpse that had just been gnawed on and calmly uttered two words: "My mother." Inwa's brows furrowed, his eyes filled with both determination and guilt: "I'm sorry." Dongfang Gui turned away, his long, gray hair sweeping across the ground, waving his withered hand: "It's alright, food is the most important thing."

At this moment, Mo Bei and Qing Lan arrived at the food distribution area, where many people were queuing up with broken wooden bowls in their hands. Every now and then, someone would suddenly collapse to the ground.

Mo Bei immediately pulled out food from his small world and shouted, "I have food!" Qing Lan nodded after seeing this, "I acknowledge you. You have a tiny bit of qualifications to be the protagonist." Hearing this, the people in line rushed forward, and Mo Bei was immediately overwhelmed by the sea of ​​people and knocked to the ground. The food in his hand flew out, and the people pounced on the ground along with the food. After it was looted, even the soil with the lingering smell of food was grabbed and snatched clean. Qing Lan sat up, touching his head that had hit the ground, and pulled Mo Bei up with his other hand, "Why is this happening?" Mo Bei looked at the people who had re-entered the line and couldn't help but feel a little sad, "Maybe they were just too hungry."

Mo Bei walked to the iron bins where food was being distributed. Several pairs of eyes glared at him fiercely, and the person serving the food was also scolding him, "What are you doing here? You think you can eat without waiting in line?" Mo Bei quickly explained, "I'm not here to eat, I'm here to look. May I ask if I can exchange these foods for this?" After saying that, Mo Bei turned his back to the people in line, and several bowls of thin rice soup appeared in his hands, with a little salt added.

The person serving the food immediately nodded: "Could I have a sip first?" Mo Bei beckoned him over, and after drinking it, the person immediately placed all the thin rice porridge on the table. Upon seeing this, the people in line all swarmed forward, ignoring the person serving the food's calls.

Most of the thin rice soup had spilled onto the ground, and it was immediately sucked up along with the soil. Those buried at the bottom tragically died. Mo Bei was speechless with shock at the sight of the corpses scattered on the ground. Qing Lan simply watched quietly, the musical notes in his hands particularly dazzling, so much so that Inva, who had just arrived, misunderstood: "What happened?" Qing Lan shook his head: "Nothing, I just can't bear to see these people starving." Yan Fuxue hugged him tightly, whispering, "It's alright, we'll find out the reason." Qing Lan nodded, then took a deep breath: "What kind of shower gel are you using? It smells so good!" Yan Fuxue slapped him. Yan Fuxue was practically an angel; Qing Lan's nature was hard to change.

Yan Fuxue thought of something: "How is the grain distributed in the capital?" Inva replied: "Through grain carts. There are checkpoints at each point to inspect the grain, so theoretically, the grain shouldn't be stolen. This is one of the reasons why the capital doesn't dare to distribute too much grain. Another reason is... after what happened in Mengdi, the capital was put in the spotlight, and there were people eyeing it from the outside, and the country was also short of grain..." Dongfang Gui waved his hand, knowing that Inva dared to say these things because he felt really guilty: "It's all over now, and the grain will be arriving soon." Yan Fuxue thought for a moment, then said: "Shall we go check the checkpoints?" Inva said: "Okay, let's go." Just as they were leaving, Dongfang Gui stayed behind. Qinglan suddenly realized that two people seemed to be missing beside her, one was Hong Qi, and the other was Dongfang Gui. She looked back and asked Dongfang Gui: "Aren't you coming with us?" Dongfang Gui just sat on the rock, looking at the corpse in the pit: "Defending the city." Qinglan replied: "Alright then."

Inva reached the city gate and saw the old man with the red flag. He took out his medal and placed it heavily in the old man's hand. The messenger found the old man with the red flag: "I will stay and give you an explanation. You can take this first." The old man took the medal and nodded heavily. Inva turned and left.

Hong Qi stood outside Huo Min City and saw a new red flag rising atop the watchtower. The long-awaited sunlight shone on the flag and on the land of Huo Min. The deafening roar of the collapsing colossal rift echoed from where the sun rose, carried by a gentle breeze—this time, the breeze carried a refreshing scent.

A gentle breeze blew as Qinglan arrived at the passageway. The passageway was located at the intersection of multiple or single grain transport routes. Whenever a grain cart passed by, it would be identified by the "Eastern Snowfall" marker on one side; this marker recorded the grain shipment in real time.

Qinglan saw three grain carts approaching in the distance and was about to go forward when Yan Fuxue raised her hand to stop her: "Wait a minute, I think they might have been intercepted at this last passage." Qinglan nodded repeatedly upon hearing this: "Yes, that's possible." Inwa agreed. They then lay in ambush on the rocks overlooking the passage entrance, watching the grain carts slowly pass by.

The first grain cart stopped at the entrance, and the "Eastern Snowfall" sign next to it was scanned. After confirming there were no issues, the cart slowly drove towards Huo Min. The second and third grain carts followed the same procedure, and so far everything is normal.

Suddenly, Yan Fuxue noticed a furtive figure pretending to whistle while actually approaching the grain cart. Qinglan said, "That guy wearing a mask doesn't look like a good person at all." Just as she was about to go out, Yan Fuxue stopped her, "Wait a minute, we might alert them." Qinglan, who had just stood up, was pushed back down and could only wait with them.

The masked figure bent down, and several fake rocks appeared beside him. Using the fake rocks as cover, he stealthily approached the grain cart, a bag appearing in his hand. At the same time, the grain cart's self-propelled wheels were jammed by a rock.

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