Qi Jiu blinked rapidly, instinctively denying it, "It's alright."

"Not bad, but you don't look so bad to me."

Tallinn reached out and took Leng Ruo's file. He looked at the "Leng" family marked on it, then at the relationship with the International Security Bureau, and smiled, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"What are you worried about with Leng Ruo's identity? Although the International Security Bureau made a mistake last time, it doesn't mean they are useless. The person they found is naturally not useless either; he has been trained since childhood."

Qi Jiu sighed and took the documents back from his hands.

"Compared to the group, Ruoruo has less practical experience."

Even if you start playing with knives from a young age, you'll probably spend most of your time practicing on targets. What's the use of battlefield experience compared to target practice?

Furthermore, the next assessment will no longer have any fixed standards; it will be close-quarters combat, with the winner advancing to the next round.

Although Leng Ruo has excellent swordsmanship, her experience is the most valuable asset.

I took a look at this close-quarters combat last time; it wasn't bad, but it wasn't particularly outstanding either.

Tallinn smiled when he saw her furrowed brow.

"Don't worry, you'll see."

He pointed to the large screen, which was currently monitoring the drill ground. Perhaps because it was late, there were only a few people on the vast drill ground.

But even among these few people, you could see Leng Ruona training.

Many people around her were already trying to leave, but Leng Ruo had no such intention and kept her head down, training.

"She knows her own abilities better than you do, so she's working hard to catch up with you. Trust her."

On the big screen, Leng Ruo's slender figure was training with vigorous and powerful movements.

Qi Jiu looked at the figure above and nodded.

She believed in her.

At this moment, Li Hao lifted the curtain, looked at the two people chatting in hushed tones, and curled his lips.

"Stop whispering, I've left that guy here, you guys go check on him."

Qi Jiu put her legs down from the table, put down the documents in her hands, glanced at the figure on the screen, and turned to leave.

She had just arrived at the interrogation room when she saw the Western woman inside looking terrified and raised an eyebrow.

You used to be so tough, why are you so cowardly now?

"I didn't go in and scare her." Perhaps sensing the girl's concerns, Li Hao quickly waved his hand.

As soon as Qi Jiu pushed the door open, the woman jumped up from her seat like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Sir... Commander."

She seemed to be suppressing her emotions, but the fear and guilt in her eyes were impossible to hide. Her hands, hanging at her sides, unconsciously tried to clench her pants.

The girl didn't speak, but sat down in the chair in front of her.

His body seemed boneless, incredibly lazy, with his legs crossed, looking all high and mighty.

"Western language?"

The Western woman was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

"May I ask, what grudge do you hold against me that you would spread such rumors about me?"

Qi Jiu's tone didn't carry much anger, but it made Xi Wen on the other end of the line tense up.

"No, it wasn't my superior."

She seemed to instinctively want to deny it, but the girl just looked at her calmly, not in a hurry to expose her.

The expectation in his eyes seemed to be waiting for her explanation.

"Sir, I came here because of your reputation as number 7. I admire you very much, so why would I spread rumors about you? You should know that I train like crazy every day in order to pass the test and get into this place."

Qi Jiu nodded when this was mentioned.

Xiwen's training results came to mind.

If we disregard this incident, Xiwen's results are still acceptable; he stood out among the three thousand people.

What I said isn't a lie.

But his character these days...

Xiwen's words seemed to be prepared in advance, and his mouth didn't stop after Qi Jiu sat down.

But looking at the girl's smiling expression, she inexplicably felt a little guilty, and her voice gradually faded until she couldn't utter a single word.

He watched her cautiously.

"Are you done talking?"

Qi Jiu still had her legs crossed, a smile playing on her lips.

Xiwen was stunned, and finally nodded somewhat hesitantly.

"That's all."

"Okay, now that you've finished talking, I'll show you something."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qi Jiu lowered her eyes, took out her phone from her pocket, tapped on it, and then turned the phone screen to Western language.

The video, resembling surveillance footage, was edited in segments, clearly done intentionally.

Xiwen was taken aback, a bad feeling creeping into his heart, but with Number 7 on the other side, he could only grit his teeth and watch.

You can see her talking to different people, and as her voice gets louder, the phrases she uses are basically the same.

The text was all about the relationship between Leng Ruo and No. 7. Although it wasn't 100% confirmed, it was pretty much a done deal.

And so it was passed on to one person after another. Plus, people are naturally gossipy, so more and more people started to know about it.

Within a few days, the entire assassin organization wanted to know about it.

The video is over ten minutes long, and it was all specially edited.

As Xiwen looked at the familiar scene inside, his expression changed, and as time passed, he froze completely.

The interrogation room was filled with the sounds of videos on cell phones. For Qi Jiu, those ten minutes might have passed quickly, but for Xi Wen, those ten minutes felt like several years.

Every minute and every second was torture for her.

The video ended sometime later, but Xiwen's expression hadn't recovered.

Qi Jiu curled the corners of her lips and looked at her.

"Do you have anything else to say? This is my evidence. If you have any other evidence, you can show it to me."

As she spoke, a hint of anticipation even appeared in her eyes.

Li Hao, who had been outside the interrogation room, twitched involuntarily as he listened to Qi Jiu's words.

What does it mean to kill someone by destroying their spirit? This scene is exactly that.

Give me back the evidence! This video you have is enough to seal your fate!

Xiwen bit his lip, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately didn't.

"Fine, since you have no evidence, then everything I said is true?"

The person opposite swallowed hard, slowly lowered their head, and fell silent.

“Alright, then this matter is easily resolved. Xiwen’s achievements in the assassin organization will be nullified, and he will be permanently disqualified from joining the assassin organization.”

Now that she can even spread rumors about her own superiors, what truth will she ever tell in the future?