Qiao Xuejun followed Ren Wangwang to get the scale, which was available in the cafeteria and the slaughter room. The cafeteria was closer, but Ren Wangwang took her on a detour to the slaughter room.
Qiao Xuejun: "Not going to the cafeteria?"
“Uh, this…” Ren Wangwang paused, “After all, the cafeteria is not suitable.”
He started making up stories: “Are the scales in the cafeteria used to measure food? Or are the scales in the slaughterhouse better?”
It was just a scale. He could get all the scales by himself. Why did he call Teacher Qiao? The captain didn't want Teacher Qiao to see the blood. He was afraid that she would see it, so he sent her away.
The cafeteria was only two steps away, and she could get the scale and go back in minutes. She also let Teacher Qiao see something that the captain didn't want her to see, so the captain would have to say that he was not doing his job well.
That group of people really don't know how to choose the right time.
The captain couldn't just ignore the fact that he had to do something strange when Teacher Qiao came over. After all, this behavior was tantamount to betrayal.
After taking the scale, Ren Wangwang asked tentatively, "Teacher Qiao, what do you think of what happened today? If it were you, how would you handle it?"
Qiao Xuejun was a little confused by Ren Wangwang's sudden question.
If she were the lord, she would have done the same thing as Zhao Xian, checking their backpacks to prevent them from taking out the things that the First Base had worked so hard to produce.
We will only let them go after we have thoroughly searched them.
But she couldn't have imagined what Zhao Xian would do next. He had to cut off his own flesh to pay for what he had eaten. This was something she had never expected.
So she is not the lord, Zhao Xian is.
Qiao Xuejun: "Lord, you have done a great job, no need to ask me."
Ren Wangwang saw that Qiao Xuejun showed no fear or disgust, so he picked up the scale and walked out: "Captain, there's nothing we can do. That man is too arrogant."
Qiao Xuejun: “I know.”
When the two men took the scale back, they only heard Bai Sheng's collapsed crying, echoing throughout the hall.
Qiao Xuejun smelled a pungent smell of blood. Human blood and animal blood seemed to be no different at this moment.
She looked at the ground, which was covered in glaring blood, but the severed limbs had been wrapped in something, and had been processed, so she couldn't see the details.
Zhao Xian let him cry.
This kind of crying made everyone feel heavy in their hearts.
Zhao Xian probably had heard enough, so he made a gesture, and a soldier immediately stepped forward and told Bai Sheng to shut up.
"For those who want to leave, this is a precedent." Zhao Xian's voice was flat, as if he was announcing a normal rule. "You have to pay back as much as you eat. If you can't pay it back, think about it carefully. The First Base is not a charity organization where anyone can come and go as they please."
The hall was silent. Zhao Xian's voice could be heard clearly by everyone.
Zhao Xian: “Throw it out.”
The soldiers stepped forward, dragged Bai Sheng and his severed limbs and walked out without leaving any room for him.
The scale was actually useless.
In this weather, a person was thrown out and his hand was broken... It would be difficult to survive even in normal times, and there is only one way to go in this period, which is death.
Everyone knows it.
Zhao Xian asked the remaining two people again: "You guys want to leave too."
The two men had already been so frightened that they sat on the ground, with their companion's blood all over their bodies. When they heard Zhao Xian's question, they panicked and said, "No, no, no, we are not leaving! We are not leaving!"
Zhao Xian: "Oh? Didn't you want to leave before?"
The two men explained quickly, pouring out the truth: "We just felt that we were in charge on the ship before, and now we have to do so much physical work, which is embarrassing, so we want to leave. It was all that woman...the woman named Shen who instigated us! The First Base is very good, with food and clothes, we don't want to leave at all!"
Having said this now, I can still feel the true feelings, though I am more afraid.
Zhao Xian nodded, accepting what they said: "Okay. You go back first, and I will notify you of the follow-up."
Someone took the two people away, and it is not known what will happen next.
The onlookers dispersed without a word, and the person in charge of cleaning came immediately to deal with the bloodstains on the scene.
Only then did Zhao Xian look at Qiao Xuejun and walked towards her.
When he was three steps away from Qiao Xuejun and about to take a step forward, he seemed to realize something, paused without making a sound, and inadvertently took a half step back: "Teacher Qiao, what are you doing here at the base today?"
Qiao Xuejun looked up at him.
He was still wearing the tight black mask that covered most of his face, leaving only his eyebrows and eyes exposed. There was no emotion in his eyes, and his tone was flat.
Looking down from a high place, looking at something strange, distant and unapproachable.
At this moment, he was a lord with an iron fist, a harsh dictator of the base, but he did not look like a human being.
Qiao Xuejun didn't know what she was thinking, and she really wanted to tear off his mask.
She thought so, and so she did it.
Her movements were so fast that she herself didn't react. Zhao Xian must have reacted, but he didn't hide. He let Qiao Xuejun move, but his eyes revealed unexpected surprise.
Qiao Xuejun: “…”
She took her hand back: "You don't need to wear a mask indoors. I've been wearing it for a whole day. Isn't it stuffy?"
Zhao Xian hummed: "Thank you, Teacher Qiao, for your concern."
He paused for a moment and said, "It was not my intention to kill anyone today."
Qiao Xuejun nodded: "I know."
He said in a low voice: "If we don't suppress them, such things will happen one after another, and people will definitely follow suit. The base will be in chaos."
Qiao Xuejun nodded: "You are right."
Zhao Xian looked into her eyes and asked her, "Are you scared?"
"No." Qiao Xuejun also looked into his eyes, gently but firmly, "I'm not afraid."
It was true. Zhao Xian could see that she was not lying.
But he vaguely remembered that when he executed several criminals in front of Qiao Xuejun for the first time, she was obviously very concerned and confused.
Qiao Xuejun: "Go to the office, I'll report to you about today's situation."
Zhao Xian followed Qiao Xuejun to the office and listened to Qiao Xuejun's report about Yuan Zhiyi, reminding him to pay attention to Haibao's movements.
Zhao Xian nodded: "Okay, got it."
Qiao Xuejun asked again: "Do you have any specific information about Haibao?"
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