Chapter 138 Snow in the Daytime

If it weren't for Pu Zhi's reminder and gift of the knife, he would have died at the hands of some zombie long ago.

Facing Wen Qianxue's accusations, Qin Miao wavered for a moment: "I asked my father, and it wasn't...his doing. Don't worry, I will investigate and give you a satisfactory answer."

Wen Qianxue stood up angrily: "No need, I'll check it myself. I'll be thankful as long as Miss Qin doesn't stop me."

After saying that, she left without hesitation. Pei Qian looked at her receding figure and then turned to look at Qin Miao. She did not look relaxed, and her brows were about to frown at any moment.

"Miao Miao, you have grown up." After saying that, he looked at Qin Miao meaningfully for the last time, then stood up and left.

Pei Yu opened his mouth in a daze. He wanted to say that Uncle Qin was a really nice person and it really couldn't have been him, but looking at the current situation, he didn't know whether to say it or not.

After a long while, he said, "Sister Miaomiao, I believe you. I will investigate with you!"

"Okay." Qin Miao forced a gentle smile, with a hint of loneliness in his voice. Even Pei Qian didn't believe in him?

He and I were only a year apart in age, and we had grown up together, always having a good relationship. Only as we grew older did we gradually grow apart. But after more than twenty years of living together and sharing a bond, he still didn't understand me. Why didn't he trust me...

If Pei Qian knew what she was thinking, he would definitely tell her, but because he knew her too well, he didn't dare to trust her completely.

At night, when everyone was asleep, Pu Zhi was killing zombies, muttering to himself as he did so: "Printer, printer. Give me a printer!"

Lan, lying in the space, couldn't help but ask, "What is a printer? What do you need it for?"

As soon as it finished speaking, a printer appeared out of thin air in front of it, and Pu Zhi immediately returned to the space.

After filling the printer with ink and connecting the circuit, he took out an A4 paper from some random pile of groceries in the space, wrote and drew on it for a while, and then started copying.

As piles of A4 paper were put into the printer, the machine started working.

Watching the paper coming out one after another, Pu Zhi always felt that it was a bit slow. He estimated that only 10,000 to 20,000 sheets could be printed in one night.

Thinking of this, she went out to open the blind box again. As she kept muttering, she opened four more in a row.

The five printers printed for an entire night. Qingyin considerately kept adding ink and paper, and the copied papers were almost piled up into a small mountain.

Looking at these papers, Pu Zhi nodded with satisfaction. There were at least 120,000 of them.

Seeing that it was already bright and the temperature was rising rapidly, people had already come out to work. Pu Zhisu waved her hand and ten teleportation cards appeared in front of her.

At the same time, energy fluctuations appeared above Base No. 1.

Zheng Guan lay on the bed and opened his eyes tiredly. Looking at the beautiful woman beside him, he kicked her down without any mercy.

The woman was soundly asleep when she was suddenly kicked out of bed. She felt scared and wronged. She rubbed her butt and said, "Brother Zheng, what are you doing? You kicked me and it hurt."

Zheng Guan was in a bad mood at the moment and had no intention of paying attention to her. He shouted angrily, "Get out!"

The woman immediately restrained her pretentious expression, carefully picked up her clothes scattered on the ground, and retreated quietly.

There were two bodyguards standing at the door. They were not surprised at all when they saw the naked woman coming out, as if they were already used to it.

The woman walked downstairs, getting dressed as she went. She rolled her eyes and spat at the villa in disgust once she was outside. "Bah, you old bastard, you should have said goodbye earlier. You're also in menopause. I'll find someone to kill you first when I have money!"

After saying that, she looked around again, made sure no one heard her, and then walked away in her high heels.

Inside the room, Zheng Guan rubbed his brow. He'd dreamt of something unpleasant: he'd been accepted as a disciple by a god, but only after enduring untold torture. In his dream, he'd not only been betrayed by Wu Dao, but Qin Xiu also threatened to kill him for justice. Later, he was chopped to death by numerous experimental subjects, one by one.

But in the end, God despised him for being useless and did not fulfill his promise.

Let’s not talk about the God part for now. Wu Dao’s betrayal in the dream was too real. Even the way he spoke was in his style. Although it was just a dream, it was too real that made him feel defensive.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened by someone, holding a few pieces of paper in his hand. He hurriedly ran to Zheng Guan's bed and knelt down, saying, "Boss Zheng, this is bad, this is bad!"

Zheng Guan was already annoyed, and seeing his subordinate look like he had lost his parents made him even more annoyed. He kicked him in the chest and said, "I think you are in trouble!"

The subordinate was kicked and rolled over half a circle. He clutched his chest and hurriedly apologized: "I'm dumb, it's my fault! But Mr. Zheng, look, the lab incident has been exposed."

As he spoke, he knelt again, moved his knees to the edge of the bed, and handed the paper in his hand to Zheng Guan.

"What?!" When Zheng Guan heard the news, he no longer had the mind to think about what happened in his dream. He simply snatched the A4 paper and started reading it at a glance.

It details what the martial arts laboratory did, and after the base commander and deputy base commander learned about it through Base No. 3, they not only did not stop it, but also helped to conceal it.

Although it was not stated that he was a partner, this was enough to arouse public indignation.

Zheng Guan's teeth were bared as he frantically crumpled the paper into a ball and slammed it to the ground. "Where did you get this? Quickly arrest the person who spread it! No, just shoot them on the spot!"

The subordinate lowered his head and pointed outside tremblingly. He didn't dare to say that he couldn't catch him.

Zheng Guan stood up, walked angrily to the window, and quickly opened the curtains.

His villa is located on a hill, with a clear view of most of the base.

The sun was shining brightly at this time, and under the bright light, it seemed as if heavy snow was falling from the sky, slowly drifting to the ground.

When he looked carefully, he found that it was not snow at all, but papers just like the ones he had just seen, papers with his sins written on them.

Zheng Guan's hands that were holding the curtains suddenly lost strength and fell down.

The subordinates stood up carefully and kept looking at him. With such a large number of tickets, there was only one for every 100 people on average, not to mention that they would pass them around to others.

At this moment, the subordinates and Zheng Guan all had the same thought in their hearts: he/the deputy base commander was finished.

The snow had only been falling for ten minutes, but it had taken much longer to melt.

Zheng Guancai had been standing outside the window for less than a few minutes when the secretary rushed in again: "Boss Zheng, the base commander wants to see you."

Zheng Guan, who was feeling exhausted, suddenly thought of something and regained his strength. He picked up the suit jacket on the bedside table and walked out at lightning speed.

He hadn't lost yet! It was the end of the world, but as long as the minority obeyed the majority, he still had hope!