The three military academy teams arrived at the exit in order of ranking. The atmosphere in Pingtong Academy was a bit strange. The school team members were very excited. This was the first time they won the championship in this competition, but the five main team members in front had a dull expression and were not as happy as expected.

Ji Jian stood beside Zong Zheng Yueren and bowed his head to admit his mistake: "Master, I didn't mean it."

At that time, he only thought about getting a ranking, and none of the main soldiers were guarding him. As a result, who could have expected that the flagpole would hit the master squarely, and the flag happened to cover the head of the mecha.

Zong Zheng Yueren held the long gun in his hand and resisted touching his waist and abdomen. He was still in pain there. Ji Chuyu and Huo Xuanshan did not hold back at all.

"Getting the ranking is the most important thing." Zong Zheng Yue Ren said calmly, his fingers tightly gripping the gun, "No need to mention this matter again." Just treat it as a dream. "

Brother Zong Zheng, you Pingtong Academy mecha masters are very accurate in shooting." Wei San squeezed over and greeted Zong Zheng Yue Ren warmly when he saw him, "I saw you were hit twice at that time, are you okay?"

Zong Zheng Yue Ren: "..." It seems that this nightmare will never wake up.

"Oh, by the way." Wei San turned around and pointed at Ying Xingjue who was standing behind him, "While you were still in the competition, someone tried to kidnap and frame him again. The last incident with Osamu Musashi of Nampaxi Star had nothing to do with him. This matter has been clarified in all the military academies."

Zong Zheng Yueren was stunned at first. He didn't expect that in just a few days, Ying Xingjue was suddenly cleared of suspicion. Then he looked at Wei San: "He is not from Damocles Military Academy, why do you need to explain?"

Wei San smiled slightly: "Although we are not in the same military academy, we are all classmates who love each other. Naturally, I have to explain for him."

"Explain what?" Jin Ke and others walked out from behind.

"I'll tell you when I get back." Wei San stepped forward and stretched out his hand to clap with them. He tilted his head to look at Ding Hemei who was a little behind him and gave her a thumbs up. "Senior sister, you are a great contributor this time." Ding Hemei

smiled and said, "It's my job." The main

force of the Damocles Military Academy gathered and stood aside to be interviewed. Soon, the people from the Imperial Military Academy also came out. Ji Chuyu saw Ying Xingjue and turned his eyes to his left and right, but did not find the people who had been monitoring him before.

"Commander-in-chief." Huo Jian walked out and shouted to Ying Xingjue, "Sorry, we..."

Ying Xingjue raised his hand to interrupt and said lightly, "There is still a chance to turn it around."

"Those people are not here?" Ji Chuyu still didn't see the monitoring people. It was said before that they would always monitor Ying Xingjue's every move in the training ground.

"Withdrawn." Ying Xingjue turned around and said, "I'm cleared of suspicion."

The main team of the Imperial Military Academy wanted to ask the reason, but there were reporters around, so they could only answer the reporters' questions first.

...

After the awards were presented, the military academies returned to their dormitories. Only then did they hear about what happened outside the stadium. They knew that someone dared to kidnap a military academy student again, but was disrupted by Wei San who was eliminated.

"So, Koji Musashi was not killed by Ying Xingjue?" Lu Shibai asked the teacher who came to report.

The teacher nodded: "Not only did he not kill him, he also has a micro data recorder in his body that has been there for ten years. Someone has been targeting him for ten years."

"Framed..." Lu Shibai frowned, "Osako Musashi was implicated."

"If Wei San hadn't been suddenly eliminated and climbed Ying Xingjue's window, I'm afraid we don't know what would have happened to him." The teacher sighed.

"Climbing Ying Xingjue's window?" Huo Zian sneered when he heard it, "Wei San wanted to attack him secretly, right? He used to do it late at night on the Imperial Capital Star, but now he attacks in the daytime?"

The teacher coughed and said, "After all, they didn't attack him, but saved Ying Xingjue. The Imperial Military Academy is planning to turn a blind eye to it."

"No." Lu Shibai asked suspiciously, "Did they tamper with Ying Xingjue's data recorder just to frame him? Such a long-term conspiracy is definitely not that simple. I think it's obvious that the person behind it wanted to use Ying Xingjue to kill the cadets. Among the five military academies, only the Damocles Military Academy had no casualties, and even the member of the school team was rescued. Did they... set up a conspiracy, otherwise how could they be discovered by their people every time?"

"What you said is not entirely logical. Although it was Wei San who discovered Ying Xing Jue twice, she was pulled out together with the Shan Gong siblings from the Nanpasi Military Academy this time." In the past few days, teachers from various military academies have also been analyzing, but they can never fully deduce the purpose of the people behind the scenes. Lu Shibai

looked through the live broadcast replay, and sure enough, Wei San and the Shan Gong siblings were eliminated together in a way that was beyond everyone's expectations.

After a conversation, the teachers of Pingtongyuan left, and Lu Shibai looked at Zong Zheng Yueren who was standing in front of the window: "Master, this matter is definitely not that simple, we have to be vigilant. It's not that other military academies are secretly calculating, then this matter was done by the independent army." Zong Zheng Yueren

responded casually, his eyes fell on the road below the window, but he was thinking about one thing: the desire to win in Ji Chuyu's eyes in the past disappeared.

Before the big game, the only opponent that Zong Zheng Yueren took seriously was Ji Chuyu, and it was the same in the first two games. The two of them were of similar status, and he understood Ji Chuyu's psychology very well.

But when he met Ji Chuyu this time, he was a little different from before.

Is it because... Ying Xingjue is not here, so he lost confidence in the ranking of this game?

Damocles Military Academy dormitory building, main team dormitory.

"This game feels too weird." Liao Runing occupied the entire sofa in the living room by himself, with an extra-long straw in his mouth, extending into the drink bottle on the glass tea table, "Wei San, you are not here, I thought we would have to fight hard to get a ranking."

"I'm still waiting for you to fight for a day and a night." Wei San also said with a lack of interest.

Jin Ke came out of the room, pushed Liao Runing's foot away, and squeezed to sit down: "What's the situation with Yamamiya Ha Ren and Yamamiya Yunan?"

"They received an encrypted message from the Independence Army, saying that the infected people were taking actions outside the game." Wei San explained what happened before. The more

Master Liao listened, the more uncomfortable he felt. He simply sat up and stopped drinking: "They started to plot against a child ten years ago. What kind of crazy behavior? They are not human at all!"

"In a sense, the infected are no longer human." Huo Xuanshan said, "Besides, didn't they take action against Ying Xingjue ten years ago?"

The bystanders felt uncomfortable after hearing this, not to mention Ying Chenghe. He sat on the chair with red eyes: "What did my cousin do wrong?"

"He did nothing wrong, it's just that his level is too high." Jin Ke said word by word, "The infected behind him are afraid of him, but the person in charge of the Ying family protected Ying Xingjue well and didn't let his life be in danger. In the later period, Ying Xingjue's own perception and use were powerful, and ordinary infected people couldn't get close to him, so they chose to take action during the competition."

"The micro data recorder has a safety detection program, so the person who modified it could only change a little bit, and could control Ying Xingjue to fall into a coma three times." Huo Xuanshan analyzed, "The infected may have a bigger conspiracy, and the independent army is very anxious, and they don't even hesitate to expose it to us. They should know something."

"Even if they knew, they wouldn't tell us." Liao Runing bit the straw again. "The Shan Gong brothers and sisters said that they couldn't see who the sender was from the encrypted message, which means they are also on guard internally."

Jin Ke pondered for a while, and suddenly looked up at Wei San: "Have you checked the micro data recorder in your wrist?"

Wei San lowered his head and stretched out his hand, looking at his wrist: "No."

Immediately, the four people in the living room turned their heads and stared at her. Ying Chenghe's eyes were still red, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Yours was also done by the man from the First Military Region."

"...Then I'll go find someone to check it?" Wei San forgot about himself.

Speaking of this, Jin Ke remembered something else: "Did Doctor Jing report to you about the previous blood test?"

Wei San shook his head: "I didn't go to see Doctor Jing, and he didn't contact me, so he shouldn't have come out."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly turned her head and looked out the window.

It was pitch black outside, with only a faint moonlight, but the occasional dark clouds blocked the little light that remained. On both sides of the road downstairs, the branches of the trees swayed in the wind.

"What's wrong?" Huo Xuanshan observed Wei San's expression, stood up sharply, and said alertly.

Wei San raised his hand and waved it gently: "Someone is coming."

She could feel a strong perception wave, and it was very familiar. She had seen it in a certain stadium simulation building.

——Is it Ying Xingjue?

"I don't feel anything." Jin Ke frowned. It stands to reason that the commander's perception breadth has always been greater than that of a mecha master and a single soldier.

But it's normal. Wei San is a super 3s level. This boundary seems to have surpassed a certain definition.

In the living room, five people gradually came together, standing back to back on guard.

Until there was a knock on the door.

Five people: "???"

Master Liao rubbed his arms with goose bumps: "Is it a ghost?!"

Wei San listened to the rhythmic knocks and roughly determined who it was. He moved his body and walked directly to the door, stretched out his hand to open the door, and the four people didn't even have a chance to stop him. As soon as

the door opened, there were familiar people standing outside, and there was also a strange middle-aged man wearing a Damocles training suit.

"Uncle, isn't it not good to pretend to be young like this?" Liao Runing stood behind Wei San, looking up and down at the people next to him.

"Cousin!" Ying Chenghe shouted when he saw that the person at the door was Ying Xingjue, and then covered his mouth with his hand, suggesting that he should be calm and stable and not show that he was very concerned.

Wei San made way: "Come in."

At this time, Ying Xingjue and the people next to him walked in, both of them were wearing the training uniforms of the Damocles Military Academy.

"You just came here directly." Wei San glanced at him and asked him, "Did you use perception to confuse everyone in the whole building?"

Ying Xingjue's perception can give hints to people. Wei San knew this when he went to the medical building with him that night. Judging from the training uniforms of these two people, he probably gave hints to the people along the way. The two were students of the Damocles Military Academy.

"Well." Ying Xingjue turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man next to him, "This is someone from the Ying family. Ask him to come over and help you take a look at the micro data recorder."

Ying Xingjue continued to investigate his own business and found out that Wei San also had this.

"When Doctor Jing borrowed it, he didn't tell anyone that it was for use, so there shouldn't be a problem." Wei San said.

"Take it out and have a look first." Jin Ke, who was standing next to him, said. He was also worried.

The micro recorder must be taken out of the wrist first. Wei San sat in the living room. Several people closed all the curtains and waited for him to take the thing out.

The middle-aged man cut open Wei San's skin and slowly took out the recorder. He washed the thing in a special liquid before taking it out and placing it on something like a culture dish.

He put on a pair of ordinary-looking black-framed glasses and began to separate the micro recorder chip bit by bit with tools.

...

"How is it?" Ying Xingjue asked in a low voice when he saw the middle-aged man put down the tweezers.

"Unlike yours, there is no externally controllable electricity that can make people unconscious." The middle-aged man said.

Before the people in the living room could breathe a sigh of relief, he said, "But this micro recorder has also been modified for the second time. The technique and style are different from your micro recorder. It should be done by another person."

"What has been modified?" Ying Xingjue asked, slowly grasping it with his fingertips.

"There is compressed explosive on it. Because of its miniature size, although the area of ​​the explosive is not large after the explosion, if it is placed at the back of the neck, as long as it explodes, it will definitely blow the head off." The middle-aged man looked a little puzzled and looked up at Wei San, "It's just... this micro chip is installed on the wrist, at most it will only blow off one hand, and it will not hurt anyone's life."