Right on Target

The monk wanted to kill at this moment, but he couldn't do anything. Wei Da is related to the artificial human project, and his life is more valuable than those of them. He could only put down the gun and watch Wei Da go away.

In the prison room, Su Heting wanted to put away the pistol as a trophy.

The eldest sister pointed out: "Tonight's guns must be put into storage and sealed, and handed over to the higher authorities."

Su Heting clenched the pistol tightly, reluctantly: "Didn't you say that this place is under your control?" He glanced at the surveillance, "Clear the surveillance records, can we keep these guns?"

The eldest sister handed the gun to the members of the armed group behind her: "No, you think there is no record of Wei Da's entry and exit? There are numbers on how many people he brought and what things he brought. The armed group cannot hide arms, and these things must be handed over. ,Put down the gun, splicing people are not allowed to hold guns."

Su Heting said: "I am afraid of being assassinated by Wei Da."

The eldest sister called out his full name: "Su Heting."

Su Heting unloaded the magazine neatly, threw the gun to the members of the armed group, and then skillfully raised his hands, with a bored face: "Yes, yes, the splicing people are not allowed to hold guns, and I will return them to you."

The eldest sister felt that Su Heting was sometimes like a child of a few years old, and his face was written on his face when he played a rascal and lost his temper. She wished that the whole world would know that he was very upset now. She took two steps back, signaled Su Heting to follow, and said to the armed group: "Clean up the scene, and return these people to Wei Da."

Su Heting took the opportunity to remove the fake sensor lock on his wrist, followed the eldest sister out of the prison room, and saw the monk at the door. The monk is squatting at the door to check the life monitor of the man in sunglasses, which has simple personal information on it.

The eldest sister asked, "Are you sure they are all from Wei Da?"

The blood on the monk's fingertips was all picked up from the corpse. He wiped the screen of the monitor with his coat, and handed it to the eldest sister to look at: "I'm sure, it's the troops under Wei Da's command."

The eldest sister looked carefully at the information on the monitor, and there was a logo of Wei Da's personal armed forces on it. She nodded: "Clean up here as soon as possible."

Su Heting looked down at the corpse and asked, "Is his armed forces all composed of survivors?"

The eldest sister said: "Not necessarily, like the Viper, it is the splicing man. But when it comes to Weida's armed forces, we have to talk about Weida's resume. He is very familiar with you in the old world, but you probably haven't seen him .”

Su Heting said in his heart: Alright, it's the Black Panther again.

The eldest sister turned her head slightly and faced Su Heting: "Weida used to do arms business on the border of the North-South Alliance in the old world. He was a mercenary. He already had a small armed force under his command at that time. It is rumored that he and the Southern Alliance A cooperation was reached, and those who specially ambushed the black panthers on the border were regarded as thorns in Fu Chenghui's eyes. Finally, in the winter of a certain year, Fu Chenghui sent a sniper numbered 7-001 to kill all of Wei Da's people. Wei Da used hundreds of people and At the price of one leg, he fled in embarrassment and disappeared from sight until the new world dared to show his head."

The monk stood up, clasped his hands together, silently recited "Amitabha" several times, and then said: "Evil people have their own grind."

Su Heting has no impression of this "7-001". His understanding of the Black Panther is still limited to basic information. Ask him about the structure of the Eskimo, but if you ask him about other teammates, he will know nothing.

Thinking about this, the monk asked: "You are 7-006, you must have seen 7-001, right?"

Why doesn't this old man open which pot and lift which pot.

Su Heting's expression was indifferent, without blinking his eyes: "I've seen it, you want to see it too?"

The monk said, "What kind of person is he?"

Su Heting made it up: "You must be a vicious, violent, unreasonable pervert."

The monk frowned, and felt more and more that the old world military was not responsible: "If such a person is not locked up, but let him out to do missions, what if innocent people are injured? Will the Black Panther be responsible?"

Su Heting continued to make up with the only Black Panther information he had: "Yes, otherwise how would Fu Chenghui face public doubts? We are not all crazy bad guys, I am normal."

When he said this, he became more and more strange.

-Yeah, I'm normal.

Why am I 7-006? This ranking is too high, could it be that I used to be a villain full of evil?

The monk also thought about it, and was heartbroken: "Xiao Su, you didn't know **** without blinking an eye before, like Wei Zhixin?"

Su Heting said: "That's different, my father is not Wei Da."

The monk is a little relieved.

Su Heting continued: "If my father is Wei Da—"

The monk asked, "How are you?"

Su Heting is very rational: "I just eat big plate chicken every day."

The eldest sister tapped him with the brochure she had just received, and said, "Don't hint, no chickens! You two don't gossiping, cheer up for a while, there are plenty of things to do today."

The monk calmed down and said to the eldest sister, "So many people died tonight, how are you going to explain to the higher authorities?"

The elder sister didn't complain, nor did she show embarrassment: "To tell you the truth, I have already mentioned to the higher-ups that we should pay attention to Wei Zhixin. They don't take it seriously. Now that people are dead, they are also responsible."

She has a clear goal and will not give up the penalty area. Su Heting is her only bargaining chip, and she is willing to fight for it.

The eldest sister said: "I can distinguish the seriousness from the seriousness. As far as the higher-ups are concerned, as long as Wei Da is fine. You go now, send Wei Da to my lounge, and keep an eye on him there. I guess the higher-ups will send Wei Da in two hours. The person from the team should be here, and I will submit the penalty area information and try to talk to the above.”

The monk took the order and asked again: "Then what should this boy do?"

Su Heting said, "I'm very busy."

The monk was hit by this "busy", and he was very angry: "You said you were busy, you are so busy! You even ran out to meet someone in the middle of the night!"

"Oh," Su Heting said, "I fight in the penalty area during the day, and I'm only free at night. Isn't dating busy? Dates also take time."

The monk didn't believe that he could date someone, and when he walked away with a gun, he was still asking: "I see who is dating you?"

Su Heting has never dated anyone, but he will never admit it. He put his hands on the back of his neck, with an expression of "I'm familiar with this matter": "Of course she is beautiful and big..." He thought of Xie Zhenshu, bit the tip of his tongue, and changed his tone, "You want to care? You go away! "

The eldest sister had a headache from the two of them arguing, and patted Su Heting's arm with the booklet, signaling him to go too: "Let's go, you go too, go to cell 103."

Cell No. 103 is a place Su Heting is familiar with. He entered the punishment area twice here.

The eldest sister walked in and sat down, kicked off her high heels, and pointed to a chair not far away: "Sit."

Su Heting sat down.

The eldest sister brushed her silver hair away from her cheeks: "Where did you get the gun that killed Wei Zhixin yesterday?"

Su Heting said: "Wei Zhixin sent it."

The eldest sister rested her head halfway on the back of the chair. Wen Yan nodded slightly, as if he got the answer he wanted.

According to Xingtian regulations, stitchers cannot hold guns. The higher-ups will definitely ask about the origin of the gun, and what the eldest sister wants is this answer—the gun was dropped by Wei Zhixin last time he chased and killed Su Heting, and he didn't get it from their armed group. She's okay.

As for why the gun had enough ammunition, she would say that she didn't know, and Su Heting would also say that she didn't know. Even if the higher-ups wanted to track it down, there was nothing they could do, because the gun had already been lost.

The eldest sister said: "Now is not a good time to enter the penalty area. I will have to deal with the people sent by the higher authorities in a while. But according to the text message you sent to the monk, you said you are going to enter now?"

Su Heting said: "Now."

The elder sister didn't look tired, her eyes were clear, and she was not as easy to deceive as the monk: "You are so anxious, is it really because you found Jue?"

Su Heting's words were half true and half false: "Yes, otherwise why would I go in? Only after completing this task as soon as possible can I be free."

The eldest sister nodded, "Where is Jue?"

Su Heting didn't know, but he had to pretend to know, saying: "In the land of gods and demons outside the city of the punishment area, the NPC said that there are many 'gods' there, and they are all systems."

The eldest sister was not in a hurry, she had time in her mind: "Why didn't you mention this when you came out of the penalty area last time?"

Su Heting showed an expression of "Is that so?", very innocent: "Didn't I mention it?"

The eldest sister was too lazy to deal with him: "You are not telling the truth, Su Heting, I know you will leave yourself a way out, but I must know all the information about the punishment area. This time I can pretend that you have forgotten it, and next time it may not be so." .”

Su Heting didn't care: "I'm a good boy, I can say anything."

The eldest sister said: "You should be grateful for the blocker in the penalty area, otherwise your every move will be in my eyes."

Su Heting also thanked the jammer. Speaking of which, the bell is still in his pocket, and he can touch it as soon as he is online. Compared with being threatened, Su Heting hates surveillance more, especially the surveillance all the time, which makes him feel very unfree.

The eldest sister let out a long sigh: "The hope of the penalty area is pinned on you—"

"No," Su Heting resisted, "No, I'm not a savior."

The eldest sister thought it was funny: "Being a hero has wronged you? Weida's artificial man project has started, and perhaps soon, artificial man will appear as a new weapon of war. I want to tell you, there is not much time left for us gone."

It's running out.

Su Heting suspected that if we continued talking, it would be dawn in the penalty area. He switched the tail interface, and before going online, he suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Will Wei Da rush in and shoot me?"

The eldest sister nodded, "I'm not dead!"

Su Heting felt relieved: "Wake me up if something happens, and I will greet Jue for you."

The sound fell, and his tail was inserted into the interface.

The confinement room was suddenly blurred, and the elder sister seemed to say something, but Su Heting couldn't hear it. The familiar electronic sound surrounded his ears, clearer than before.

"Welcome to the penalty area.

"The duration of this experience is—"

Before the electronic voice finished speaking, Su Heting felt cold all over, and opened his eyes instantly. Cold rain mixed with hail hit him one after another. He couldn't help raising his hand to cover his lower face, but the wind was so strong that he could barely open his eyes.

"Hey," Su Heting flicked his tail, and the tip of the tail switched to a small light, "Inspector!"

The ice rain immediately wet Su Heting's hair, and the surrounding was pitch black, boundless darkness. His tail was shaken by the wind, and the light flickered on and off, like a small boat bouncing on the raging waves.

Xie Zhenshu opened his eyes from the darkness and heard the call.