Chapter 27
Hearing him ask this, Wen Bei inexplicably recalled the tragic appearance of the girl's corpse.
He didn't answer, his black eyelashes trembled, revealing a bit of confusion.
She quickly retracted these thoughts and turned to look at the man: "Why did you come back so early today?"
Qiu Tinge raised an eyebrow: "Care about me?"
The black mist reappeared at some point, tightly wrapping around Wen Bei's fingers, passing through his fingers and lingering between them.
Wen Bei couldn't shake it off, so he simply went to pour himself some water: "I'm just curious, what have you been doing these past two days."
Qiu Tinge chuckled: "I've done some things, and now it's over."
Is he really going to get into trouble?
Wen Bei warned: "Don't cause trouble for me. I came to the base with a purpose."
It's more about ambition than goal.
What he wants is not just to expand the hotel's sales channels; simply attracting customers can no longer satisfy his needs.
What he wanted was for the hotel to become a support for humanity.
Wen Bei's eyes flickered, revealing a determination that was different from his usual gentle attitude, like the tip of a knife that had just begun to emit a cold light.
Qiu Tinge chuckled.
But at this moment, the door rang.
Who would come here at this time?
Wen Bei hesitated for a moment, worried that it was the annoying Ruan Tiantian again.
The person behind the door seemed to have guessed his hesitation and took the initiative to speak: "It's me."
Wen Bei was a little surprised and opened the door: "Brother Cheng?"
Chengjie scratched his head embarrassedly: "I heard that Tiantian was giving you trouble, so I came to check on you because I was worried."
Wen Bei shook his head to indicate that he was fine: "Why aren't you at the factory?"
Cheng Jie sighed, "Another death in the factory, everyone's in a panic, so the supervisor let everyone rest in the afternoon."
Even with so many deaths, people only had one afternoon to rest. If the bodies had not been found directly in the factory this time, they might not have had even this little time.
Is it worthy of being called the end of the world?
Wen Bei frowned: "I wonder how the Lawful Army's investigation is going."
Cheng Jie: "Captain Lan has taken over this matter, so the truth should be revealed soon."
Wen Bei: "Why do you say that?"
Cheng Jie: "Captain Lan's ability is related to reasoning. That girl is a good child. When she signed the contract yesterday, she said that she and her brother were the only ones left at home."
He showed a regretful expression.
Wen Bei nodded and ended the conversation: "Brother Cheng, I'm fine. You should take care of yourself."
Chengjie couldn't help but open his deformed beak again: "Well, Tiantian is not such a bad person."
Wen Bei: "Brother Cheng, do you know why Tiantian wants to live here?"
It is strange that someone like Ruan Tiantian, who knows how to curry favor with the powerful, would choose a guesthouse.
Chengjie's expression changed, he was a little conflicted, but he finally chose to speak: "In fact, he provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked."
"who?"
"The Dark Fire Guild's president is a very gloomy polluter. It's said that the pollution level has now exceeded 85, maybe even 90." Cheng Jie lowered his voice. "Every year, people die at his hands, but the base has never found any evidence."
It is normal for someone with Ruan Tiantian's personality to offend others.
Wen Bei nodded to indicate that he understood.
...
Although he knew that the man called Captain Lan's special ability was related to reasoning, Wen Bei did not expect that the murderer would be caught so quickly.
In the afternoon, he heard that the serial killer who caused the deaths of sixteen people at the Snowflake Factory had been brought to justice.
What is most incredible is that the murderer is actually the director of the Snow Chemical Factory.
Wen Bei thought about the supervisor of the Snow Flower Factory. He looked very depressed, with bags under his eyes and dark circles that had become very dark due to pollution.
Almost like it was half painted on.
Someone died in the factory, and he seemed to be the most annoyed, constantly complaining about not being able to recruit anyone.
I didn't expect that the murderer would be him.
When Wen Bei went over to see, the Lawful Army had just captured the man.
Team Lan was directing order from the side.
Many factory workers gathered at the factory gate to ask for an explanation from the factory.
They believe that the supervisor is a leader appointed by the factory and he was the one who caused the accident, so ordinary employees should be compensated.
So many people crowded here to strike, and the lawful army impatiently drove them away one by one.
Some even sat down on the ground, crying and making a scene, refusing to leave. "You polluters are so lucky! The base gives you subsidies and you can find good jobs. Unlike us ordinary people, we work our ass off but can't even earn enough crystals. Now we're not even allowed to fight for reasonable compensation."
"The murderer this time was just an ordinary person without any special abilities." The younger Lawful Army soldier couldn't help but say, "You ordinary people still rely on the Defilers for protection. Why can't you cause less trouble?"
It seemed that the ordinary people and the lawful army, which were polluters, were about to quarrel again.
Team Arashi had to go over.
This gave Wen Bei an opportunity. He walked up to the handcuffed supervisor and narrowed his eyes: "Why did you kill someone?"
The supervisor grinned: "It's her fault. She refused to accept my kindness and even tried to cry for help. I had no choice but to kill her."
Wen Bei's eyes were cold: "What about the others?"
The other people who died in the factory included both men and women. It couldn’t be that they all died because they “didn’t cooperate” with him.
The supervisor scoffed, his eyes dark. "Believe it or not, I didn't kill the others. I killed that girl and dug out her eyes to make it look like part of a serial murder case."
He was just an ordinary person who hadn't left the base once in the five years since the apocalypse. If he hadn't discovered that Captain Lan's special abilities were related to his reasoning, no normal person would have suspected him at all.
Wen Bei's eyes flashed: "How can I meet the real boss of the factory?"
"What?" The supervisor was stunned. He didn't expect his topic to jump so much.
Wen Bei was about to repeat his question when Captain Lan came over. He was wearing brightly polished shoes and stomped heavily on the ground, showing his bad mood at the moment: "Come on, follow me to the courtroom."
The supervisor's face suddenly turned pale.
Since the end of the world, crime has reached its peak, and many people will do anything to survive.
The Inquisition was created for people like them.
Almost all those who can enter the courtroom are people who are confirmed to have committed serious crimes. In order to save human resources, the trial is usually held in the morning and the death penalty can be announced in the afternoon.
The base's method of executing the death penalty is very simple. Even bullets don't need to be wasted. All they have to do is strip them of all their weapons and then transport them out of the base in armored vehicles.
Just leave them there and wait until you are sure everyone is dead before coming back. You don't even have to bother recovering the bodies.
The supervisor, who had just looked numb, lost his composure after hearing the word "Tribunal": "Let me go! I didn't kill those people! I didn't kill them!"
Captain Lan said expressionlessly: "Just take him away."
He turned around and saw Wen Bei, and his expression softened a little.
Team Arashi: "What's wrong?"
He had a good impression of this clean-looking young man. In the apocalypse where everyone looked different due to pollution, Wen Bei's appearance with black hair and black eyes made people feel close to him.
Wen Bei: "He just said that he didn't kill the others."
Captain Lan: "Someone from the Inquisition will pry him open."
After saying that, he nodded to Wen Bei and then turned and left.
The people around were noisy, but Wen Bei felt something was wrong.
He called out to the person next to him. The person's distortion was in the direction of plants, and there was a large area of skin on his face with patterns like dried bark.
He was about to get impatient, but when he saw Wen Bei's face, his tone changed: "Is there something wrong?"
Wen Bei: "Why are you all here now? Isn't the supervisor trying to make up for it by giving you an afternoon off?"
A strange expression appeared on the bark face. "Holiday? Forget it. I've never heard of such a thing."
Chengjie lied to him, why?
Wen Bei's eyes widened slightly, and his mind suddenly remembered the last time he heard a complaint from an ordinary employee.
"Only a polluter would do such a thing."
The moment these words rang in his mind, he suddenly turned around and ran back.
The bark-faced guy was left there, looking confused.
...
He ran very fast and without hesitation ran back to the fifth floor and started knocking on the door, but he was not knocking on his own room, but on the door of the room opposite.
He knocked quickly and urgently, and the door was quickly opened from the inside.
Wen Bei has been secretly carrying a gun behind his back. It was given to him by Ji Mingyuan for self-protection. He also exchanged bullets in the mall, and the gun is now loaded with live ammunition.
The reason why he dared to come directly here was because he knew that although Chengjie was a polluter, the degree of pollution was not high.
Polluters with low pollution levels are just ordinary flesh and blood when facing thermal weapons such as guns.
A gun is enough.
The moment he saw Cheng Jie was fine, Wen Bei smiled as if relieved: "That's great, Brother Cheng, I was worried that something might have happened to you."
Chengjie's beak opened, and although he didn't look like he was smiling, his voice was filled with amusement. "How could anything happen to me?"
Wen Bei: "Hasn't the serial killer been caught yet?"
Chengjie: "You don't have to worry about me. Do you want to come in and sit down?"
His attitude was so natural that Wen Bei suddenly suspected that his intuition was wrong.
He shook his head and was about to refuse when he suddenly smelled a familiar smell, a faint smell of meat.
But it didn't just come from the person in front of him, but more from inside the room.
Chengjie: "I just brought back some canned meat from the factory. Do you want to eat some?"
Wen Bei: “No need.”
He pretended to glance inside casually, and his eyes suddenly curved.
Unguarded and innocent, he raised his head and said, "I'm going to look for my brother later."
Cheng Jie: "I see, that's a pity."
Wen Bei watched him turn around and his clenched palms loosened. The cat eyes that had just returned Ling Ling's gaze were instantly filled with vigilance and coldness.
He saw those few drops of blood on the living room floor that shouldn't have been there.
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