Chapter 422 Su An hates being the center of attention!

Aren't you supposed to be high and mighty? Aren't you good at playing tricks and deceit? Aren't you good at using those underhanded methods to drive me to my death?

I want to see how you'll keep up your act when a letter accusing you of being "adulterers" is placed in front of Vice Minister Zheng and all the instructors! How will you maintain that deadpan calm?

At that time, Wang Xiaoya's death could also be given a completely new explanation.

If a woman with a decadent lifestyle and an immoral private life suddenly has someone close to her commit suicide, isn't there something wrong with that?

Perhaps Wang Xiaoya accidentally stumbled upon your affair, and to keep it quiet, you...you killed her to silence her.

Yes! That must be it!

Bai Wei became more and more excited as she thought about it, and felt that her deduction was flawless and her logic was perfectly closed.

This will not only completely crush Su An into the depths of hell, ensuring she can never rise again, but it will also completely free him from the shadow of Wang Xiaoya's death! From a suspect, he will become a righteous person who exposes evil.

Kill two birds with one stone!

"Su An... let's see how you escape this calamity this time..."

Bai Wei looked up at the thin figure outside the window who was still laughing and talking with his companion, and a twisted yet radiant smile appeared on her face.

The madness and resentment in her eyes were almost tangible.

Now, everything is ready, except for the final push.

She needs a pen and a piece of paper.

Then, she was going to write a letter, a report that could completely destroy Su An and Gao Kai!

She looked around the pure white isolation room, devoid of any other color. The bed, the table—they were gone.

Where can I find a pen and paper?

Bai Wei's gaze fell on the door that had been locked from the outside.

She knew that a sanitation worker would bring her meals every noon and evening.

That was her only chance.

She licked her chapped lips and began to calmly plan.

There were two sanitation workers who delivered the meals. One was an older, stern-looking sanitation worker who always seemed indifferent to her, and the chances of getting anything from her were zero.

The other one... was a young girl who had just been assigned from basic training. She looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a round face and big eyes. She always looked at people with a timid innocence. She seemed like someone who was inexperienced and easily fooled.

Great, she's the target.

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Meanwhile, on the training field.

The extreme training of "Hell Week" has entered its second half. The brutal elimination rate is like a Damocles' sword hanging over everyone's heads, forcing everyone to squeeze out every last bit of strength.