Chapter 24 Keep a distance of more than one meter from her
"The Rose Society," Situ Linchen's expression was extremely displeased, "that they actually made you do this kind of work?"
The man in front of her stared at her with a burning gaze.
His focus was completely different from what Ning Shuyin had anticipated.
Just then, there was a knock on the bedroom door.
A male voice came from inside.
"It seems I've come at the wrong time."
A silver-haired man with red eyes appeared at the door.
Loran's silver hair still shimmered with a moonlit glow. She apologized, but walked in without pausing.
Those dark red eyes had already scanned everything in the room.
Situ Linchen's extremely imposing posture, Ning Shuyin trapped between the bed and the man, and the command terminal that fell on the carpet, none of them escaped Loran's eyes.
"Marshal, I suggest you keep at least one meter away from her."
Lorraine's voice was icy: "She's severely exhausted and needs an environment where she can completely relax. If you get too close, she'll have difficulty breathing."
These words sounded professional and rigorous, like a doctor genuinely caring about a patient.
But the moment Ning Shuyin saw Luo Lan, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes.
The pain she had experienced in her body returned to her mind, and she felt her head buzzing again.
This subtle movement did not escape the eyes of the two men present.
Situ Linchen frowned, as if he had guessed something.
A meaningful smile curved the corners of Loran's mouth.
Situ Linchen finally stood up.
He stepped back, bent down to pick up the terminal from the ground, and put it back on his wrist.
The immense sense of oppression in the room eased slightly. But the undercurrents continued.
Situ Linchen's gaze returned to Ning Shuyin.
"Your clothes are dirty, go change them."
He glanced at her coral-colored dress, especially at the unbuttoned neckline, and gestured towards the dressing room: "I've already prepared new clothes for you."
After saying this, Situ Linchen's cold gaze glanced at Luo Lan almost imperceptibly.
The meaning couldn't be clearer: he accused Lorraine of soiling her clothes, implying that Lorraine was dirty.
Upon hearing this, Loran let out a very soft snort.
The atmosphere in the room gradually shifted from subtle to tense.
Ning Shuyin felt uncomfortable under the pressure of the two people's aura, so she got out of bed as if fleeing and slipped into the dressing room.
Just then, a polite knock sounded at the door, and Mu Ze personally carried in a food cart.
"Marshal, Dr. Loran." He bowed respectfully, then placed the plates on the low table in front of the window.
The food on the plate was not a standard military ration.
A steaming hot Starry Vortex Milk Coffee, a delicate shimmering fruit yogurt, and a small dish of crystal seaweed crisps.
The main dish is lava-wrapped risotto with silverfish fillets, and there is also a side of freshly baked tentacled balls.
"Does the Alliance fleet usually eat this?" Loran asked.
Mu Ze explained somewhat embarrassedly, "This is Miss Ning's taste. I referred to her alliance ordering records for the past three months."
What Mu Ze didn't say was that Ning Shuyin's daily spending was extremely "simple".
He filtered through the most expensive options before finally managing to book a meal at a rather unassuming restaurant on the Alice Space Station.
Situ Linchen glanced at the food.
"Unnecessary."
Despite saying that, he didn't let Mu Ze take the things away.
"How long until the space station returns to its original orbit?" Situ Linchen asked.
“It will take approximately 27 interstellar hours,” Muze reported.
"Mm," Situ Linchen replied.
Just then, Ning Shuyin came out of the dressing room.
The three people in the room all showed a hint of amazement in their eyes.
The dress that Situ Linchen prepared for Ning Shuyin was not a glamorous gown.
She was wearing a dark blue combat uniform that perfectly accentuated her slender and upright figure.
The clean, sharp design accentuated her calm and resilient temperament, making her appear completely different from her previous ordinary and simple self.
Like a knife that has been dusted off.
“Not bad.” Situ Linchen nodded. “An S-class combat suit won’t be damaged so easily.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he was met with a sharp glare from Loran.
Ning Shuyin was a little surprised when she heard this.
S-class combat suits are high-end combat equipment that are extremely rare and expensive.
Not only are ordinary weapons and bullets unable to penetrate it, but it can also deflect most of the damage from attacks by deep-space monsters.
Mu Ze couldn't help but exclaim, "Miss Ning, you look absolutely stunning in this outfit..."
"Beep beep beep—!"
Before Mu Ze could finish speaking, a notification sound rang out simultaneously on his and Situ Linchen's personal computers.
This was not an external attack alert, but an emergency notification from the fleet.
The two opened the message and took a look.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, becoming as oppressive as an impending storm.
The Allied Fleet's Special Investigations Division received an anonymous tip.
[The whistleblower accuses civilian Ning Shuyin of colluding with unidentified forces to maliciously cause an explosion on the space station. She then orchestrated the entire incident, guiding the space station to avoid a meteorite impact. Her actions treat the lives of 100,000 people as a joke, seeking only fame and fortune. The whistleblower has provided preliminary evidence and hopes the space station security department will bring her to justice.]
Below the anonymous letter is an attachment.
"What happened?" Ning Shuyin asked with a frown.
A slightly blurry recording was played.
It was a woman's voice, with an eerie calm, counting down.
"It's going to explode, 3, 2, 1—"
"boom--!"
The recording ended with a deafening explosion that left everyone shaken!
The sound was clearly manipulated. But with deliberate manipulation, it's all too easy for people to make those associations.
Furthermore, there is a technical description following this attachment.
[Attachment Note: Preliminary voiceprint comparison shows that the recording has a 92.7% similarity to Ning Shuyin's voiceprint.]
At that moment, the encrypted communicator on Muze's wrist vibrated rapidly.
He quickly checked and his expression changed slightly.
"Marshal, Special Investigations Unit agents are downstairs at the apartment building. They demand the immediate arrest of Miss Ning and request that we... release her."
The eyes of the three people in the room were all fixed on Ning Shuyin.
Ning Shuyin was surprised when she learned of the news.
But now, she has returned to peace.
“That’s not my voice. I’ve been framed.” She raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the three people present. She lingered on Loran for a moment, in particular.
Situ Linchen looked at her and said, "When you get to the Special Investigation Department's courtroom, you will need to prove this."
“I know.” Ning Shuyin pondered for a few seconds. “I need to prove more than just this one thing.”
Her words added a different meaning to the air.
"What else needs to be proven?" Situ Linchen asked.
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