"Over there, over there..."
Mu Qingyun pointed at the crime scene with feigned horror, her eyes filled with panic and fear.
Following her pointing finger, Christon also saw the cruel scene unfolding before him.
"stop!"
To her surprise, Chrison roared and almost instantly raised his right hand. His palm power activated, and the dagger in the assailant's hand suddenly flew away as if it had come to life.
Controlling the knife with his supernatural abilities, Chris lowered his hand and threw the knife to the ground.
The attack was stopped, and the man, his eyes bloodshot with rage, looked up and glared fiercely at the two of them.
"court death!"
The man released the woman's clothes he was clutching, threw down the woman whose fate was unknown, and charged towards them with flames burning in his right hand.
"You're the one who's asking for it."
A smirk crept across Krisen's lips, a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes. He stomped off the ground, strode forward, and kicked the man hard in the back of the knee. With his left hand, he grabbed the man's collar and threw him over his shoulder.
"ah!"
The man was thrown hard to the ground, screamed in agony, and instantly lost all ability to attack.
However, this is not the end.
Krissen gripped the man's neck with his right hand, applying pressure with his thumb and forefinger simultaneously. With a crisp 'crack', the man, who had been struggling, immediately fell silent.
Mu Qingyun watched all this, her face still showing a hint of surprise.
Without even needing to check for the man's presence, she could tell from this simple observation that he was gone.
After dealing with the man, Chris turned to look at the woman lying in a pool of blood not far away, took out his phone from his pocket, and made two calls.
After a brief phone call, he walked back to her side.
"You go in first, I've booked a private room. You order the food first, I'll get things ready."
After saying that, he picked up his phone again and started browsing.
"Okay." She nodded in agreement and, ignoring the situation, walked straight into the restaurant.
Based on her performance just now, she made a wild guess that this was not the work of Chrison. On the contrary, Chrison's actions in this matter surprised her.
Generally speaking, this kind of person doesn't seem like someone who would help others. They're more like someone who stands by and watches the show, and then adds a few sarcastic remarks after the person dies.
His actions just now were completely out of character.
He glanced at Chris again; Chris had stopped looking at his phone and was instead looking into the distance, as if waiting for something.
She turned her gaze back and pushed open the door in front of her.
Hello, would you like to dine here?
The shop assistant strolled over and bowed to her.
Looking at the elegantly dressed shop assistant in front of her, Mu Qingyun thought for a moment, then asked, "Did you hear anything just now?"
Upon hearing this, the shop assistant was visibly taken aback, frowning in confusion. "No, may I ask where that sound is coming from?"
"Outside."
"Oh, then you definitely can't hear it."
Upon hearing her explanation, the shop assistant suddenly realized and explained to her, "Our buildings use the best soundproofing materials, so you can't hear any outside noise at all."
Moreover, our glass allows you to see in from the outside, but not out from the inside, completely eliminating external disturbances.
So that's how it is.
Mu Qing understood. No wonder the people inside could still eat peacefully despite what had happened outside.
It turns out they had no idea what was happening outside.
"Major Chrison has reserved a private room?" She mentioned Chrison's name, and the clerk in front of her immediately understood and bowed respectfully to her again. "I understand, please follow me."
Following the staff upstairs, Mu Qingyun discreetly surveyed the restaurant's environment as they walked.
Mytel and Capa Dome are quite different. Take this restaurant in front of us, for example. Capa Dome's restaurant style is mostly solid wood, and it likes decorations and furnishings with cultural connotations. The overall style is simple and elegant, but it also reveals a sense of solemnity.
The interior design here is bold, with a rich and complex collection of items. However, despite the abundance of elements and objects, the overall effect is not cluttered at all.
"This is it."
The shop assistant reached out and pushed the door open, gesturing for the customer to enter.
As Mu Qingyun entered the room, a staff member immediately came in to guide her through ordering. "Our table is a screen with an intelligent voice system. You can choose the dishes you want to eat yourself, listen to the intelligent voice, or let me make recommendations for you."
"I can do it myself."
She looked at the dishes on the screen, which were no different from the previous Capa Dome dishes, all made with protein powder and some high-tech ingredients.
However, Mytel's menu is very different from Capação's, and I had heard before that Mytel's protein powder is several times better than Capação's.
Today she has the opportunity to try it out.
They ordered several expensive dishes that looked like small portions, and before long, Chrisson came in.
Have you ordered?
Chris glanced at her, then walked over and sat down opposite her.
"Hmm, see if there's anything else you want to add." She opened the menu, but Chrisson shook his head. "No need. I'm treating you to dinner, just order whatever you want."
"How did you handle the situation outside?" Mu Qingyun lowered her head, avoiding eye contact with Chrison.
"We called an ambulance," Chris replied casually, seemingly reluctant to bring it up again.
But Mu Qingyun, assuming she was oblivious to social cues, continued to ask, "Are you really sure it's okay for you to kill people like this so casually?"
After saying that, he waited for a long time without receiving a reply from the other party.
Chrisson's eyes were full of impatience. "He was in the wrong first, so killing him is fine."
“Let’s not talk about this anymore, let’s talk about something else.” He lazily raised his eyes. “I heard that Mu Qingyun is not in Capa Dome recently.”
"Really?" She looked surprised, seemingly not believing him at all.
"Yes, I just got the news." Chrison took in the expression on her face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly asked, "Where do you think she would go at this critical moment?"
“I don’t know.” She shook her head decisively. “I’ve already said that I have no connection with her. Maybe the military academy or the king gave her some special orders.”
“Probably,” Chrisson said, resting his forehead on one hand and chuckling softly. “I have some inside information for you. We have a Kapaqiong mole in our prison. I suspect that Mu Qingyun may have been sent to rescue him.”
As expected, he was suspected.
The moment Mu Qingyun looked up, her expression changed from surprise to shock. "No way, it's just an undercover agent, why did Brother Mu come all the way here?"
“You find it strange too, don’t you?” Chrisson switched hands, a hint of a smile in his cold eyes as he stared intently at her. “I’m puzzled as well.”
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