Watching Qiao Lubai writing the voucher seriously, Mu Qiao sighed, "I can finally go home, but it's a pity that I can never see Mulan again. How did that bastard Wen Shaoyang die? Not being able to catch him myself is the biggest regret of my life."
Qiao Lubai froze while writing, and looked up at her, his dark eyes filled with layers of apology; "Mu Qiao, Wen Shaoyang is not the real murderer who killed Mulan."
Mu Qiao was stunned for a moment, and met his apologetic black eyes. She vaguely saw another meaning in his eyes.
"Who is the real murderer? Is it Meizhu?" Mu Qiao suppressed the anger in his heart and tried to calm himself as much as possible.
"Master Mei is just a pawn. The real murderer is Weiss's brother Xilan." Qiao Lubai told the truth. The apology on his face gradually melted away, but there was a hint of anger hidden in his eyebrows that could not be dispelled. "Xilan did not replace Wen Shaoyang. He just disguised himself as Wen Shaoyang and used you to enter Yishui City from Country W."
Mu Qiao suppressed his rage and urge for revenge and tried to calm himself down as much as possible. "In other words, the Wen Shaoyang I rescued during the peacekeeping mission three years ago was not the real Wen Shaoyang, but Xilan's disguised Wen Shaoyang?"
"Yes." Qiao Lubai no longer concealed it. He felt that Mu Qiao had the right to know about this matter.
"Bastard!" Mu Qiao's mouth twitched. She actually saved a devil.
"Xi Lan is extremely cunning and has a vicious mind. He fooled us this time and is now hiding again. With his advanced black-tech disguise technique, we don't know who he will disguise himself as this time."
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Qiao Lubai put down the pen in his hand, his dark eyes darkened, and he looked at Mu Qiao with worry, "I'm worried that he will become someone around us."
This is what Qiao Lubai is most worried about.
Mu Qiao fell into deep thought. She had been doing peacekeeping in country W for many years and had a certain understanding of country W. Suddenly, she thought of something.
"I have looked into the black technology disguise technique used by Country W. It can only last for half a day. If we lock on to the target and fight him for half a day, we will be able to tell whether this person is real or fake."
Qiao Lubai frowned, with a hint of obvious surprise in his eyes, "This is especially important, it can be implemented."
Mu Qiao was surprised and asked, "Do you have anyone you suspect?"
"Just a suspicion." Qiao Lubai narrowed his eyes, looked at Mu Qiao deeply, and suddenly changed the subject, "Shall we still compete in translating different languages?"
He pointed to the gambling agreement he had written.
Mu Qiao's eyes flickered, and he replied vaguely: "Of course I want to compete!"
In order to capture Xilan and avenge Mulan, Mu Qiao needs absolute freedom and cannot be trapped by Qiao Lubai.
Mu Qiao believed that Xilan had used her to infiltrate Country Z three years ago and had hidden in Yishui City for three years, killing so many innocent people. All of this was caused by her. If she could not capture Xilan personally, she would have no face to face the people of Country Z.
As expected, an accident still occurred. Among the twenty languages they downloaded, Mu Qiao could only translate eight languages, while Qiao Lubai could translate ten.
Mu Qiao immediately looked at Qiao Lubai with a new respect. She even suspected that the undercover agent lurking beside Weiss back then was Qiao Lubai.
Because when she was captured, she overheard a mercenary under Weiss say, "That mercenary from country Z is really amazing. He's fluent in 18 languages."
Mu Qiao was cautious. She looked at Qiao Lubai calmly and asked, "Deputy Captain Qiao, do officers of the Hunter School have to be proficient in six languages? Some powerful soldiers are even proficient in eighteen languages?"
Qiao Lubai's eyes flashed, and his voice was mellow and low, "Why do you ask that?"
Qiao Lubai stared at Mu Qiao, feeling that she was doubting something.
"I just got curious suddenly," Mu Qiao smiled and pretended, "My dream is to get into the Hunter School, and I want to know some of the rules in advance. It just so happens that you are from the Hunter School."
"The Hunter School is not as good as you think." Qiao Lubai looked at her deeply and handed the signed certificate on the table to Mu Qiao. "You lose. In three days, you will marry me."
Mu Qiao took the gambling certificate and signed his name without hesitation.
Mu Qiao is so straightforward that he is willing to accept defeat.
Qiao Lubai curled his lips in satisfaction, took away one of the certificates signed by Mu Qiao, and gave Mu Qiao the answer he wanted, "The Hunter School does have a soldier king who is proficient in 18 languages, such as me."
Is he exposing his identity? !
Mu Qiao was a little surprised, but more of a pleasant surprise. He couldn't help but ask, "Were you the one who lurked beside Weiss three years ago?"
"No." Qiao Lubai denied without hesitation.
"Why are you denying it so quickly? I'm just asking." Mu Qiao sighed deliberately, "It would be great if you were him. Then, after I marry you, I might really fall in love with you."
These words made Qiao Lubai feel like he had something stuck in his throat. He couldn't swallow it, but he couldn't regret it either, so he could only remain silent.
He walked silently to the study window and stood there regretfully. Under the dim glow of the setting sun, his figure and outline became somewhat blurred.
The vague outline and the tall and strong figure, although not clearly visible in the darkness, have always been imprinted in Mu Qiao's heart.
That night, Mu Qiao had a dream. He dreamed about the moment when he was rescued from the Dark Forest three years ago.
In the dream, Mu Qiao tried hard to resist the persecution of the CC virus. Her body functions were no longer able to resist, but her mind kept shouting: "Mu Qiao, don't give up!"
At that moment, her benefactor appeared. Although he was hidden in the darkness, she vaguely remembered his figure and facial features.
It was like, it was like Deputy Captain Qiao in the afterglow of the setting sun in the evening. At that time, his entire body was illuminated by the afterglow, blurry, but his figure and outline...
Is it him?
In the dream, Mu Qiao still didn't get the answer.
"Mu Qiao, Mu Qiao..."
The hurried shouting woke Mu Qiao up from his sleep.
She opened her eyes suddenly, and what came into view was Qiao Lubai's enlarged handsome face.
The morning sunlight shone on Mu Qiao's face. She took a deep breath, her eyes wide open, staring at him blankly.
Qiao Lubai...
"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me like that?" Qiao Lubai took out a tissue and wiped the sweat off her face. "You had a nightmare. You were talking in your sleep and you were sweating so much."
This is the sweat caused by being frightened by a dream.
Mu Qiao didn't answer, still staring at him blankly.
Qiao Lubai frowned, somewhat puzzled.
"What on earth did you dream about?" Qiao Lubai was a little curious. What did Mu Qiao discover?
Mu Qiao suddenly moved closer to Qiao Lubai, looking at his handsome face so close to him, his eyes locked on his angular features, a feeling of joy of reunion gradually emerged in his heart.
"I dreamed of the scene three years ago when I was captured and my benefactor rescued me from the Black Forest prison. I discovered a secret. This secret..."
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