Chapter 149 I Won't Eat Your Canned Meat
Rose: "There have always been traitors in the base. We even caught one two years ago, which is why there are different levels."

Your mission this time is top secret. Apart from the eight people in the meeting, including you and me, no one else knows about it.

The other six were also A-level members of the base. Those who reach A-level usually undergo rigorous selection processes, so there shouldn't have been any problems.

Jian Ning's lips curled up, suddenly finding this rescue mission quite interesting, which had given rise to a new game of catching the traitor within.

She replied, "Perhaps I'm overthinking it."

Rose: "Tell me anytime if anything happens, and I'll be more attentive and let you know if anything seems amiss."

Jian Ning did not reply.

When it was time to board, I got on the plane, fastened my seatbelt, and closed my eyes to sleep.

When I woke up, the plane had successfully landed and was still taxiing.

Jian Ning stretched and, after getting off the plane, took a taxi to a nearby supermarket.

She strolled leisurely through the supermarket, buying several servings of self-heating rice, as well as some sandwiches, bread, milk, and various snacks.

After buying food, Jian Ning booked a seaside hotel. Since it was all covered by the company, and they were already there, she figured it was fine.

She had barely stepped into the room when her senses detected someone standing outside her door.

Jian Ning put down the food, walked over, and opened the door.

The man outside the door paused for a moment, then realized what he meant and said, "I got the wrong room. I thought this was my room."

Jian Ning smiled and said, "Let me see, what's your room number?"

The man pretended to be confused and glanced at the room number: "2406, it's next to yours."

He chuckled twice. "You're here to visit Zhangdao too, right? I also flew in from Beicheng. It seems we were on the same flight."

"Yes, it's really fate," Jian Ning said with a smile.

The man felt a chill run down his spine from that smile. He raised the key card in his hand and said guiltily, "I'll go back to my room first."

ten minutes later.

The man came out of the restroom, thinking about how to report to his superiors that he had just met Jian Ning, when suddenly everything went dark and all the lights in the room went out.

Immediately afterwards, his mouth was covered and his hands and feet were tied.

With a thud, he was thrown onto the cold ground.

It was pitch black.

"Ugh... Help! Someone help me!"

Ignoring the unusual activity in her Qiankun Ring, Jian Ning returned to her room and washed her hands.

Then he took out the pigeon he had taken from the man.

He even had a flying pigeon.

Flying Pigeon requires the user's fingerprint to unlock.

Jian Ning pulled out his two bound hands from the Qiankun Ring and tried them one by one, finally managing to free his left thumb.

Then, Jian Ning read through the report without any hindrance, and thanks to the real-name system of the carrier pigeon, she immediately caught the person who was really trying to monitor her.

Jian Ning remembered the name; he was also there when they were refining medicine at the manor before, and he was a C-level team leader.

Jane shared this information with Rose via telepathy.

Rose, who was having a candlelight dinner with her blind date, suddenly heard Jian Ning's voice speaking in her ear.

"The person who was following me has been caught. He was sent by the C-level team leader. There's something wrong with the chat messages. I'll have to give you his carrier pigeon messages when I get back. Just be careful in the meantime."

Rose felt as if the voice was floating in from the air. She looked up, then looked left and right, but Jian Ning was nowhere to be seen. She looked behind her, but still no one was there.

Her blind date asked, "Xiao Mei, what's wrong?"

Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?

Rose shook her head and said, "No, it's nothing."

She glanced behind her again, but there was no one there. Had she just imagined it? It was the first time Jian Ning had used telepathy, and to be careful not to cause any misunderstanding, she quickly added, "Don't doubt it, it's me, Jian Ning. Just take what I just told you to heart."

Leaving those words behind, Jian Ning left the hotel and went to the beach alone.

There were no surveillance cameras over there, so she used an invisibility spell, changed into a thick cotton-padded coat and a hat that could cover her entire head, and summoned the Qingfeng Blade to fly along the map.

These past few days, Qingfeng Blade and she have become increasingly in sync. When she arrived at the destination, Qingfeng Blade vibrated twice to give her a hint.

It's just a sword, but this little thing acts like it has a brain.

After traversing the dark, boundless sea and several uninhabited islands, only this one island had lights on and the presence of human life.

Jian Ning flew on her sword, passing over the brightly lit building, carefully observing the situation.

She took out her Flying Pigeon phone, snapped a few photos, and sent them to Rose.

Rose was reading a novel when she received the message. She glanced at it and said, "You're so fast! Do you need any help?"

Jian Ning: "No need."

With the invisibility spell in hand, she boldly flew back and forth on her sword, and she spotted several helicopters.

Unlike commercial airliners, helicopters require keys to prevent them from being used without permission.

She had a general idea in mind.

She released her divine sense and sensed a distinct area where the presence of living people was evident.

Jian Ning crept over furtively, only to find that there wasn't even a gatekeeper.

They probably felt that this place was an isolated island, and that no one would come here or be able to escape.

Jian Ning passed through doors and paths as easily as a fish in water, without any hindrance.

Passing by a room, I could hear the intense fighting inside, but the voices were clearly not Chinese.

If Jian Ning were to search every single room in each building, it would be too slow, and she found it too troublesome.

Following the scent, she found the kitchen and saw mice scurrying about in the darkness, eating bread.

"Can you do me a favor? I can give you some delicious canned meat."

The mouse was busy eating bread and didn't pay any attention to anything else.

Jian Ning wondered if her beast-taming skills were limited by language.

Fortunately, translating this into a foreign language wasn't difficult, and she immediately repeated it in a foreign language.

Mouse: "Squeak~" This bread smells so good! I'm not going to eat your canned meat. Who knows if it's poisonous?

"Squeak~" That's right, humans are wicked. They killed our companions with lots of sweet bread.

Jian Ning's eyesight was good even in the dark. She watched the rats gnawing on the bread on the ground and asked, "How can you be sure that the bread in your mouths isn't poisoned?"

After all, how could such good bread just appear on the ground for no reason?

Several rats twitched and foamed at the mouth.

Just then, a rat darted out of the hole.

"Squeak~" Oh God, please don't take my child away.

Jian Ning took out a few Spirit Gathering Pills and Universal Qi-Boosting Medicines from her pocket and placed them on the ground.

"This bread is poisonous. If we give them these pills, they will have a chance to live."

The mother mouse was heartbroken. Although she didn't trust humans, she had no other choice but to make her children eat the pills as soon as possible.

A few twitching mice thus escaped death.

Mother Mouse: "Squeak~" Thank God, please spare my child. Is there anything I can do to help you?

Jian Ning pulled a small piece of cloth out of her backpack. "I'm looking for someone. This is a piece of clothing he used to wear. Can you help me find it?"

The mother mouse went up and sniffed, "Squeak squeak~" No problem, please believe me, I can definitely do it.

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