Xia Jingyu was a little surprised. She stared at the pitch-black muzzle of the gun. At first, she thought Duan Xiaolin was targeting the prisoners in the cell. Two seconds later, a coldness settled over her eyes. She asked, "Judge, what do you mean by this? Am I your prisoner, or do you think I'm connected to what's happening in the base?"
The investigation has finally led to her being the target.
Or...
She smelled something wrong.
Just as something was about to come out of his mouth, Qiu Chao interrupted him. His voice from behind the mask was somewhat dull: "General Xia, your duties and missions should have nothing to do with Franlon."
Xia Jingyu frowned.
"What does this mean, Franlon?"
Ling Lang asked back, "You should ask yourself this. Don't you know that the recent events at the base are all related to those people you brought from headquarters?"
Xia Jingyu was stunned for a moment: "How is that possible?"
"The evidence is irrefutable," he said. "Want me to take you next door?"
"Absolutely not."
Ling Lang chuckled, "Let's go, it's next door."
He walked to the door.
Xia Jingyu hesitated for a few seconds, then quickly recovered. "Captain Ling Lang, there's no point in trying to trick me. I won't be fooled. Do you really think I'd rashly come here with a group of spies? They're all veterans from headquarters and under my father's command. They absolutely wouldn't do anything like endangering the base and acting like smuggling mad dogs."
Ling Lang leaned against the iron railings and raised his eyebrows slightly: "There's no point in saying this to me. I don't like to hear it. Why don't you express your opinion to the presiding judge?"
I did trick her just now.
However, he also wanted to know what Xia Jingyu had done.
"Your Honor, what do you want?" After Xia Jingyu calmed down, she tried her best to ignore the gun. If it were anyone else, she would never feel threatened and could even fight back at any time, but the person holding the gun was Duan Xiaolin.
If he really intended to do it, the possibility of her fighting back was zero.
"It's simple. I want to kill you." The man said, "Commander Xia should be able to see that."
Xia Jingyu twitched the corners of her lips expressionlessly. "The presiding judge is so powerful that he could actually do something like this. Even Major General Gu He, who came to the base a few days ago, was able to do it quietly."
"So, you can't leave the dungeon tonight."
The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against her forehead.
A simple action seemed to have cast a spell on her, the only female general in the apocalypse base, making her almost unable to move.
She could even feel the long-lost and terrifying pressure from the man.
That was brought by the special energy.
Xia Jingyu tried her best to endure the oppression from the supernatural power and raised her head.
"You have to let me know why, right? If the Chief Judge wants my father's position, he's said he can give it to you more than once. Why are you going through all this trouble? Power and money, you should have everything you need. Could it be control of the base? Isn't that in Franlon's hands, too?"
For a moment, she couldn't think of what else in this apocalypse could have caused him to resort to such unscrupulous means that he would choose to kill her here.
Duan Xiaolin didn't intend to waste time talking, nor did he have the habit of explaining to a dying person.
There was no warmth in the man's eyes, and he looked at her as if she were a dead object.
Xia Jingyu closed his eyes and heard the sound of a bullet being loaded and about to explode on his forehead.
Qiu Chao raised his hand to adjust the mask on his face and said in time: "There is no outsider here, so I will just say it in vain. What happened before was my fault."
He slowly took off the mask and threw it aside, revealing a face that was completely inconsistent with his style of doing things. It was delicate and gentle, even a little childish, and looked very young.
Not to mention that he is the same age as Duan Xiaolin, you would never have thought that he is already in his thirties.
It is even more unimaginable that he could be so vicious despite having such a "baby face".
The blood and various cell tissues on the ground are all his labor.
Qiu Chao grabbed a handful of hair and said, "Brother Duan, it's my negligence."
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