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FNP9 returned to Moyin carrying the gasoline barrel.
After putting the gasoline barrel into the system space, Moyin took out a kerosene lighter and lit the flame, then looked at FNP9.
"Do you want to throw it over yourself?"
"Please let me do this!"
FNP9 nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
Moyin handed the lit kerosene lighter to FNP9, who excitedly threw the lighter into the villa.
In a flash, the entire villa was engulfed in flames.
"Okay, let's go to the fashion festival."
"Okay~"
FNP9 and MP40 raised their arms and cheered, and the group left the villa.
Half an hour later, when Moyin was looking at new clothes in the clothing store with MP40 and several dolls, the fire in the villa had been put out by the fire brigade.
The only things left in the room were two halves of a charred body.
"Find it for me! You must find out who killed my daughter!"
Jean Calderas… a senior security executive made an angry demand.
Soon, special teams were deployed into the city to search for the real murderer who killed his granddaughter.
"It's about time. Where should we escape to? Or should we just rent a few rooms in this city to rest tonight?"
As the sky gradually darkened, Webley began to worry. It would be a while before the humanoids in the Moyin Command Center would set off.
To be honest, she had no confidence that she could keep Moyin from those humanoids.
"There's a train station to the west. Maybe we can rest on the train for a night. As long as we keep some distance, it should be fine, right?"
After listening to Moyin's introduction to the game the tactical dolls were playing, the Kaiser and the other two naturally joined in and began to think of a solution for Weberly, who generously shared his time.
"Commander, do you think this is a good idea?"
Webley raised his head and looked at Moyin.
"In theory, it's correct. As long as we keep our distance, we can avoid other humanoids. However, as long as someone enters the city and investigates the relevant records, they can basically grasp our movements. The specific decision is still up to you."
Moyin started to help Webley analyze the situation. After all, he had taken up some of her time, so it wouldn't be too much to give her some advice.
"Then let's get off halfway. If someone checks our communication records and uses other methods to block us at our terminal in advance, they will fail because we got off the bus early, right?"
FNP9 suggested.
“This is a feasible solution.”
Moyin nodded affirmatively.
"Then it's decided, let's take the train and leave this city!"
Webley clapped his hands, made a decision, and the group headed to the train station.
After all, she couldn't think of a better way. Her usual combat style was rigorous and open. She was not good at scheming and scheming against others.
Chapter 582: Fear of Webbery at the Seaside
"There are unexpectedly a lot of people on this train."
The group got on the train, found their seats and sat down. Moyin couldn't help being a little surprised.
The last time he went out with AR15, there were almost no people on the train, and he thought that all cities were similar.
"This train will lead to several heavily traded cities along the way. Since the roads are quite chaotic, most merchants will still take the train. After all, there is a processing team carrying security contractors on this train. If they encounter discrete humanoids or wild animals and humans infected by radiation, they will be responsible for handling them. Therefore, most people choose this as their mode of travel."
FNP9 began to explain.
"Oh? Are there a lot of discrete humanoids and ELID infected people here?"
Moyin was a little curious. He remembered that he still had a discrete humanoid M762 at home. However, ever since the child found the scorpion and had no missions, the two of them just stayed in the room drinking, watching TV and eating hot pot. They rarely came out. But as long as the two of them were happy, Moyin had no objection.
If he encounters scattered humanoids on the road, he doesn't mind helping to pick them up and take care of them.
"Well... because a collapse cloud appeared on the east side of this railway more than ten years ago, some T-dolls who broke the law escaped into it. Humans would not spend too much effort to hunt them down, after all, the price to pay was too high, so a lot of scattered T-dolls gathered there."
FNP9 spoke again to popularize science.
"You understand it very well."
"Well... after my commander snatched away my newly bought uniform, I thought about saving money to modify my mind next time. Even if there are risks, I don't want to work under her anymore."
"In order to prepare for my future life, I specifically researched how a discrete humanoid could survive, so I learned this."
FNP9 replied while playing his mage a little embarrassedly.
"Uh... you guys really had a hard time in the past."
Moyin couldn't help but feel sorry for FNP9. How miserable must his life have been to want to illegally transform himself and live in the radiation zone.
"But, but, now that I've met you, Commander, I feel pretty lucky. You bought me new clothes and treated me to delicious food. I think it's because my previous misfortunes have used up my share of misfortune that I'm so lucky now."
FNP9 didn’t feel how miserable he was. Instead, he optimistically put the past aside.
"Okay, then I will make you happy in the future."
Moyin assured with a smile.
"Ah, wow, wow!!! Could this be, could this be, could this be, that proposal?!"
FNP9 asked excitedly, holding her face.
"Um... calm down, calm down, this is not a proposal..."
Moyin quickly explained.
If she misunderstood this, he would be in big trouble when he returned. He could already imagine that HK416 and the agent had joined forces with all the humanoids to pin him to the ground and teach him a lesson.
"Ah, that's true. Hehehe, I'm so rude."
FNP9 breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little disappointed.
After all, Moyin is pretty and kind to others. If she was to be attracted to him, she was definitely attracted to him.
But unfortunately, Moyin didn't mean that.
"It's a pity that there aren't many nice views along the way, otherwise it might be quite romantic."
Moyin glanced at the scenery outside the window. It was completely different from the Snowpiercer he took with AR15 last time. Outside, there was only a barren Gobi desert. From time to time, one could see piles of bones and stiff corpses of humans or animals. It was really hard to say that it was pleasing to the eye.
"Ahahaha, after all, the track this train runs on is more practical."
MP40 also joined the topic.
The train attendant pushing the dining cart passed by the seats occupied by several people.
"Well, take whatever you like, I'll pay for it."
Moyin took out a few banknotes and handed them to the train staff, and soon the small table between the two rows of facing seats was piled with various snacks.
"Wow! Is this the pajama party I read about in books?"
MP40 stared at the mountain of snacks with great excitement, a look of anticipation on his face.
"...I don't think this is a pajama party. First of all, we're not wearing pajamas, and that kind of party should be held at home."
Moyin couldn't help but complain.
"But we don't have pajamas, right? Or maybe the clothes we're wearing can be used as pajamas, and we can sleep anywhere! When the last commander assigned us combat missions, we could sleep around a barrel of fuel on the ice! The environment on this train is much better than there!"
MP40, who was still upset about the pajama party, made a statement.
"Even if you say so, there are quite a lot of people in this train. Pajama parties are only held with close people. It's better to say that the participants should all be girls."
"Wow, Ju, I actually lost to these two!"
MP40 fell on the table in despair.
"Well, don't be so dejected. Although this is not a pajama party, it should be easy to have a pajama party when you return to my headquarters. I promise it will be lively."
"Will it be that easy?"
MP40 ignited a glimmer of hope.
"Of course. There are many dolls in my headquarters who like this kind of lively event. Anyway, there is no mission to go out. As long as you post a notice to hold a pajama party, I think many dolls will participate. Bring some delicious cakes and candies, it will definitely be fun."
"Will you come along, Commander?"
MP40 suddenly became energetic again.
"Ah? As for me... I just... forget it. A pajama party is only called a pajama party if it's full of girls."
Moyin scratched his hair. If he also went to participate, he felt that the nature of the pajama party would change and it might become some kind of party.
He didn't want to ruin the pajama party that MP40 was looking forward to because of his own reasons.
"Hey... Commander, you, you don't want to come to my pajama party?"
MP40 looked lost.
"It's not that I don't want to, but... if I go, the situation will become very bad."
Moyin had a headache. He didn't know how to explain to MP40. To be honest, it always felt like he was being a hooligan.
"Pupu, everyone in our headquarters likes the commander very much, so the commander has to sleep with the doll every night and do some frivolous things. If the commander goes with them, it will be a mess. Everyone will definitely not be able to have a good chat and will want to overthrow the commander instead."
As if he had seen Moyin's dilemma, Webley gave Moyin a blunt answer.
"Eh, is that really the case?"
MP40 asked with a blushing face.
"Ahem... Yes, it's like this... So it's not that I don't want to go, but if I go, it will cause trouble for you."
Everything was exposed by Webley, and Moyin had no choice but to admit it with his face covered.
Hey, what am I saying to the doll I met on the first day...
"Can we do that too?"
FNP9 asked.