Nightmare Attack

Chapter 325 Commands
A small twig was quietly placed on the table.

An Xuan sat at the table, staring at the branches, no one knew what he was thinking.

Xia Meng tried to persuade him several times, but in the end, the words came to her lips and she had to swallow them back.

When An Xuan snapped off Zuo Jing's fingers one by one, she was beside her. If the sound of rain hadn't covered up the sound, the crisp sound would definitely arouse the suspicion of others.

But at the same time, An Xuan also exposed himself.

At least everyone knows that he and Zuo Jing know each other, and they are teammates who entered the nightmare together.

But how can this be done?

Anyway, the evidence that Zuo Jing protected before she died was enough to identify the murderer. In her palm, she was holding a broken branch tightly.

Before dying, why did Zuo Jing take out the broken branch from her mouth and hold it tightly in her hand.

This is abnormal.

Unless this branch has a special meaning, and more specifically, this branch is her last words.

It was her silent testimony against the murderer!

"It's You Qi." Xia Meng said in a very deep voice.

After an unknown amount of time, An Xuan finally nodded. He wasn't as sad as he looked, at least he didn't shed tears or have a painful expression. He just sat there quietly.

But it just gave Xia Meng a feeling of inaccessibility.

She is not familiar with An Xuan Zuo Jing, it is only a temporary cooperation relationship, she is not clear about the relationship between An Xuan and Zuo Jing, but judging from the behavior of this man in front of her, I am afraid it is very unusual.

She wisely didn't ask, let alone bother him.

Because it is not necessary.

"Do me a favor." An Xuan said suddenly.

"Look at Jiangcheng for you." Xia Meng wasn't surprised at all, the conversation between the two was as dull as a cup of boiling water, "Don't let him interfere with you."

An Xuan nodded, "I'm sorry."

Breathing out, Xia Meng glanced out of the window, and said in a rare tone: "Just do whatever you want." She put her hands behind her head, and continued, "Anyway, I don't know anything."

"I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything." She looked at An Xuan's face and said, "After I went out, your people asked me how You Qi died, and I didn't know anything."

"Or." She thought for a while, "I can also say that Jiang Cheng killed it," she added: "And that fat man, they are together."

"That may cause you trouble." Putting away the branch, Xia Meng watched him put the branch into his clothes, An Xuan turned around and said, "I advise you not to do that."

Weird eyes looked at An Xuan's face, Xia Meng nodded, "Go ahead."

"Jiangcheng has a special status." An Xuan paused for a while, before continuing to say: "In our mission this time, his survival priority is ahead of yours."

Xia Meng's expression changed immediately, and just before she opened her mouth to ask a question, she was interrupted by An Xuan again.

He spoke quickly, as if he was making a final explanation: "In other words, we can sacrifice ourselves for you, but also, when your life and his life are threatened at the same time, your sacrifice is inevitable."

"Why?" Xia Meng immediately asked back: "Who, who gave the order, the senior executives of your executive department?"

An Xuan shook his head, "No." He stared into Xia Meng's eyes and said, "It's higher."

Xia Meng's heart shuddered.

After a while—

"Why did you tell me this?" Xia Meng stared closely at his eyes, "These should all be classified."

Xia Meng also knows a little bit about the history of the night watchman. It can be said that it is a history book completely made of blood.

The maintenance of such a huge organization naturally depends not only on firm beliefs, but also on strict laws and regulations.

It is said that there is even a group of people in the organization who are responsible for punishing insiders who violate the original oath, or betray teammates, or leak information. Rumors say that the level of blood is no less than the torture in medieval Europe.

"Even if it's your reward for helping me." An Xuan's calm tone dispelled part of Xia Meng's discomfort, "And you also found that the person named Jiang Cheng is not simple, didn't you?"

Many images flashed before her eyes. They were all the images of encountering Jiangcheng in the mission before. Frames flashed in Xia Meng's mind. She was thinking and even judging.

She didn't have the habit of trusting people casually, but she really couldn't think of a reason for An Xuan to lie to herself.

After this cooperation, the two may not have the chance to meet again.

He didn't need to trouble himself.

"That's all I can say." An Xuan didn't even look at Xia Meng, he stared out of the window, the rustling of the leaves was disturbing, "That's all I know."

Pursing her lips tightly, Xia Meng still stared at him resolutely. The news he said was completely different from what she got. Uncle Gong didn't say that before he came here.

According to the agreement, she is the core person in the mission.

Crimson's target was her.

So her survival priority should be the highest.

Before coming here, she had already made all the preparations.

There are three cards in total.

Fatty Jiangcheng is a clear card, used to help her share all possible firepower from Crimson, ghosts, NPCs, or other players with malicious intentions.

Newspapers with clues are a hidden card. When to share and with whom to share. In short, there is only one purpose, to maximize their own interests.

Then came An Xuan and Zuo Jing.

These two people from the night watchman's executive department were his trump cards, and they would not use them unless it was absolutely necessary. They were scattered and lurking in the dark, like killers lurking in the dark.

There is only one purpose.

deep red.

They exist for Crimson and are here for it.

　The fourth watch is over, good night

　
(End of this chapter)