Chapter 2091 Who Is Mo Da?

Lan Fang took a deep breath, thinking of the rumors about these two men and their amazing deeds, he longed for this place in his heart. Moreover, he has to cooperate with such a powerful person to do one thing!

Thinking about it, I was a little excited!

He stepped up, just as he was thinking of ringing the doorbell, but saw that the door had already been opened from the inside.

It was a man in casual clothes, with a Tiandicheng watch on his wrist, but his face was very strange. He also wore a mask on his face, hiding his appearance.

"Come in, Mr. Lan Fang."

Mr. Blue Fang?

Lan Fang was startled, "You know my name?"

"Of course." He said indifferently and bluntly, then turned and walked forward.

Lan Fang hastily followed, and just two steps in, the door was quickly closed behind him.

As he walked forward, he realized that this place was more splendid and bigger than he had imagined. There are famous paintings from all over the world hanging on the walls, but the contents in the paintings are all cold-blooded and cruel.

The main colors are black, white and gray, and it feels very cold when you enter.

"Master is already waiting for you." The masked man stopped and took two steps back in front of a door.

Lan Fang was stunned for a moment, knowing that the other party liked to be straightforward, so he quickly knocked on the door, and then opened the door to enter.

Sure enough, there was already a tall figure in the room, standing with his back to him.

There is a huge blueprint on the table.

Lan Fang didn't dare to look blindly, so he just walked straight to the man and stood still, and said softly, "Mr. Mo, I'm here."

"Well, it was two minutes later than I expected." The man turned his head and said a sentence lightly, "The speed is too slow."

"...I, I'm sorry." Lan Fang quickly apologized.

He knew the identity of the man, so naturally he didn't dare to make a mistake.

"Look at the blueprint."

In front of this man's aura, Lan Fang felt like a younger brother who had no position and could only follow him. What he said, what he did.

He quickly looked at the drawings on the table.

That's... a topographic map of a place, including all the buildings there, all the rooms, all the walkways, and the layout of the surveillance, the number of guards, and so on.

"Is this a detailed map of the infectious disease concentration camp?"

"En." The man walked up to the drawing, suddenly looked at Lan Fang, and asked in a straightforward manner, "What can you do?"

Lan Fang was stunned for a moment, and clearly felt that this question was not a contemptuous rhetorical question, but a real question. Although he knows the value that the blue party can provide, he can decide whether to recruit him into the group, or assign him what kind of tasks.

"I can let the air out, I can help think about problems, and I can distract other people..." Lan Fang thought for a while, and then said a few.

He is a little embarrassed and inferior.

After all, he has never had any ambitions since he was admitted to the research institute. His attitude towards life is to muddle along, making himself comfortable and eating well is the most important thing.

That's why he was put in the Imperial Capital Research Institute as a gatekeeper...

But the man nodded slightly to show that he knew, and there was no look of contempt on his face.

"Am I... going to hold you back?" Lan Fang lowered his head.

At this time, the man glanced at him with some disgust, and said coldly: "No. This is enough."

enough?

Lan Fang blinked, then quickly raised his head again, with a gleam in his eyes.

Just then, the door was opened.