Chapter 93 A Jing is right!
Ren Jing had witnessed Jun Mo's ability to act, and saying that he was decisive and swift would be an understatement.
That night, the two of them only stayed in the conference room until the first half of the night. They didn't touch each other in the second half of the night and went back to their own places.
The room that Ren Jing specially arranged for Jun Mo and Qiao Bai was where Qiao Bai lived in his previous life. He left first after making the arrangements.
After Ren Jing left, Jun Mo just put on a full-face mask and went out again.
At night, the fat man woke up from his bed and when he opened his eyes he saw a black mask that seemed to be smiling.
With the reddish moonlight, it looks like an evil ghost demanding life!
"You, who are you! I have no grudge against you..."
Before he could finish his words, the man died.
"Shut up," Jun Mo wiped the blood off the dagger, his eyes full of excitement, "The long-awaited hunt has begun..."
Men are the few who can sense danger, and many die in their sleep without realizing it.
The next day, S base was on full alert because their base was facing the biggest crisis in its history.
——Nearly two hundred people with special abilities died in their homes last night.
What all the deceased had in common was a note left in their homes.
'Those who oppose me will die'
Ren Jing looked at the notes in his hand, his eyebrows jumped, and he looked at Jun Mo beside him.
Isn't this a bit too fast?
Two hundred heads in half a night?
For ordinary people, the journey would take more than a few hours.
Moreover, this guy just looked through the booklet last night and actually memorized everyone’s address?
"It was a gang crime! It was definitely a gang crime! There's no way one person could kill so many people quietly in one night!" Qingming slammed the table, one foot directly on the chair, and the tail of his fiery red hair flew in the air with his movements. "If I catch him, I will crush him to death!"
Jun Mo crossed his legs and said coldly, "Can you kill a superpower who can kill nearly 200 people silently in one night?"
Qingming put down his legs awkwardly. Knowing that Jun Mo was involved in this matter, he still followed his lead and said, "How about you do it?"
Jun Mo snorted and didn't respond.
After all, he was the one who did it. Could he just nod and press himself?
Qiao Bai was dragged away by Qingming last night to "take revenge" and had caused a lot of hatred outside. Now his eyes were so sleepy that he couldn't open them and he kept yawning.
"Haha~ The protective measures of your base are not in place. So many people died. Not to mention those who died quietly in their beds, there are even several who were killed outside." I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep.
Jun Mo pulled Qiao Bai over and pressed his head directly into his arms: "If you're sleepy, take a nap."
Qiao Bai nodded dazedly and rubbed Jun Mo's belly again.
Abs, eight pack, my...
Then he lost consciousness.
Qingming: "...slept so soundly."
There were more than twenty people in the meeting, most of whom had some say in S Base. When they heard Qiao Bai's words, they immediately stood up and said, "Boss, the people from M Base had just arrived yesterday, and something like this happened in our base last night. I suspect..."
"Suspicion is useless," Ren Jing frowned and looked at Jun Mo. "Mr. Qiao was with Qingming the entire time yesterday. The two of them got into conflicts with several people while wandering around the base. They even had several battles with superpowers in the middle of the night. It's not something to hide."
"As for Luosha, he and I were discussing serious matters in the conference room last night and didn't go back to rest until late at night. They both have evidence. Do you suspect I'm shielding them?" Ren Jing's aura was fully revealed, his eyes fixed on the psychic who was speaking. "Or do you think Luosha alone could have killed two hundred psychics in just a few hours? If I remember correctly, there should be several high-level psychics among them?"
Jun Mo touched Qiao Bai's soft hair and curled his lips.
No one spoke. Ren Jing continued, "If your Rakshasa had the ability to kill a person every minute, you'd be lucky to be sitting here right now. After all, if he had that ability, the moment you doubted him, he'd be able to crush you like an ant!"
Qingming slowly sat back in his seat and glanced at Jun Mo inconspicuously.
Then he agreed reluctantly: "A Jing is right!"
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