It was the first time that An Zhe saw Lu Xun smile, even though they had only met once - even though the smile was very slight.

But from this slight smile, An Zhe could still tell that the Judge wanted to find him for something today.

After the smile disappeared, Lu Xun returned to his expressionless face, only his slender cold white fingers playing with the black gun, moving dangerously.

An Zhe asked tentatively, "Have I left yet?"

Lu Xun had a blank expression on his face and asked, "What are you doing here?"

An Zhe answered truthfully, "I'm working here."

Lu Xun: "The first floor or the third floor?"

An Zhe: "... the third floor."

Lu Xun: "Oh."

Then, there was another long silence, until the young judge stopped recording. Then, he said, "The language interrogation was normal, which supports the judgment: the person being interrogated is human."

An Zhe saw Lu Xun glance indifferently in the direction of the young judge - but it didn't look like an approval look at all.

He asked again: "I——"

Lu Xun: "You left."

"Thank you." An Zhe turned around quickly, went back through the door, and sat down in the bean soup shop. He really wanted to drink this today.

The bean soup supplied by the base in the residential area was sold at 0.3, while the price here was 1. The difference between the two was very obvious. The concentration of the soup was at least increased by 2 times. In addition to the beans that were almost completely cooked and melted, a little minced meat was added to the soup, and maybe milk, and the sweet and protein aroma floated in the air.

The spoon was white. An Zhe picked it up, scooped a little, blew away the white mist, then put it to his mouth and swallowed it.

In the dense steam blowing in his face, he squinted his eyes and felt very satisfied - it would be even better if the Judge was not in the residual light.

An Zhe ate slowly but seriously, very quietly, without making any sound. About ten minutes later, he finished eating and began to adjust his mentality, preparing to pass by the Judge and leave here.

Just as he left his seat and turned to the door, a harsh beeping sound rang out - Lu Xun pressed the communicator.

When An Zhe passed by him, he only heard him say two words into the communicator.

"Waste."

An Zhe was startled and quickened his pace to leave the black market gate.

It was evening, the sun had already set, the western sky was a vast expanse of grey-blue, and the wind began to turn cold. In two hours, the base would lose power. The supply station opposite the black market was closing time, and people were pouring out continuously.

The supply station, the black market, and the train station formed a corner, with a wide square in the middle. At this moment, people from all directions were surging on the square like migrating ants, flowing to the train platform.

The train runs from 6 am to 8 pm, one train every hour, and it always arrives on time.

As the time on the timetable approached, a slight rumble was heard from afar and gradually grew louder. After a brief and violent shake, the train stopped on the track like a silver snake. One side door opened, and more than a dozen compartment doors slid open. Some people in the car poured out. Some of them were returning to residential areas from other parts of the city, while others had just returned from the wild.

At this moment, a soft mechanical female voice suddenly sounded at the entrance to the station: "Dear passengers, due to equipment failure, please all get off the bus and wait. Passengers waiting for the bus, please do not get on the bus for the time being,

and wait in separate groups." "Dear passengers, due to equipment failure, please get off the bus immediately, and wait in separate groups."

The mechanical instructions were played in a loop, and the people who heard it were puzzled at first, and then they moved neither fast nor slow. However, some people immediately changed their expressions, and they quickly stood up from their seats, squeezed out of the bus, and ran to the outside. This movement infected other people, and within a few minutes, the atmosphere of panic spread throughout the station, and everyone ran to the square.

An Zhe was waiting to get on the bus, but suddenly he was in a chaotic crowd. Although he didn't know what happened, he knew the rules of human group life. He turned around and planned to follow the crowd to disperse.

But the crowd pushed each other, and he stumbled, and someone bumped into him from behind. The sound of high heels hitting the ground rang out. An Zhe turned around and smelled a familiar fragrance. He found it was Du Sai, the owner of the basement, Mrs. Du. She seemed to have just got off the bus. When their eyes met, Du Sai recognized him, and without saying a word, she grabbed his wrist and pulled him out to run quickly.

In the square, there were sounds of people falling and screams of being trampled. And Du Sai actually led him through the crowd quickly as he had experienced thousands of times before, until he followed the fastest people in front to the edge of the square - they stopped.

A row of black light armored vehicles were parked neatly on the edge of the square, one every ten meters or so, with silver shield logos on the body. Anzhe read the base manual and knew that this stood for the city defense post, the full name of which was the base's outer city defense post. At this time, soldiers with live ammunition were getting off the vehicles one by one, blocking the exit of the post.

An Zhe still didn't know what happened. He ran too fast just now and was a little out of breath. Du Sai, who was standing next to him, bent down, breathed in and out violently, and coughed a few times.

An Zhe reached out and patted her shoulder. About half a minute later, Du Sai seemed to have barely recovered. At this moment, the square was still in chaos. People ran to the edge of the square as if they were escaping for their lives, but were blocked by the human wall formed by the soldiers of the city defense station.

An Zhe helped Du Sai to a corner where there were fewer people.

He asked, "What happened to them?"

"There have been many such incidents before." Du Sai straightened up, looked at the crowd in the square, and said, "An alien has sneaked in."

After taking a breath, she continued, "There must be an alien in the car. It takes too long to check in the car. If the alien gets angry, it will be killed in a short time. Several cars will be killed. It's easier to check if they are dispersed."

"This hasn't happened for a long time." She said, "Didn't the judge recognize it?"

"He was on patrol today." An Zhe said.

Not only that, he also heard Lu Xun receive a communication and coldly cursed "waste". Now think about it, it should be the news that the alien has sneaked into the base.

At this moment, Anzhe felt the hand she was holding on him tremble slightly.