Xiao Qiao also photographed it, the skin and flesh of this corpse were well-preserved, with an intimidating height and a well-preserved face. She deliberately captured the face as well, "I suspect the people who died here are all government special agents."
"Your suspicion makes sense."
"What I don't understand is, this is clearly Roosevelt's territory, why are all our government's special agents here? He's long left the CIA and is already a traitor, who provided him with people?"
Gu Xiaowu said, "If you want to figure this out, staying here longer won't help."
Xiao Qiao nodded, as the severe pollution and stagnant air made her feel a bit of tinnitus and difficulty breathing, alongside a sense of anxiety. Besides the corpses, there were also white bones, unknown how many years old, piled on the side. All the computers and instruments revealed nothing, Gu Xiaowu dismantled a computer and took the drive away, confident in restoring anything, even if deleted.
"Let's go!"
