Bright Sword: Conquer the monk at the beginning and take down Zhou Weiguo

Chapter 532 Panic Look

The soldier who was called was stunned for a moment, then immediately ran to check. The scene fell silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes wandered back and forth between Xiaohu and Liu San, waiting for the final result.

Xiaohu's palms were soaked with sweat. He wanted to cry out his innocence, but he was afraid his defense would be useless. Liu San's face showed a determined expression, as if he had already expected everything. He crossed his arms over his chest, and even a sarcastic smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Time seemed to stretch endlessly. Finally, the soldier came running back, breathless, with a strange expression on his face. He stood before Qin Cang, his voice tinged with uncertainty, "We really didn't find anything suspicious behind the ammunition depot..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the tense atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment. Liu San's face froze, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, while Xiao Hu suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with grievance and anger.

Qin Cang's eyes remained calm. He stared at Liu San, his tone steady but with a hint of unquestionable majesty: "Liu San, you said you saw Xiao Hu take something with your own eyes, but now there is no evidence. Do you still stick to your statement?"

Liu San's expression changed again and again, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he kept his mouth shut. His eyes were a little evasive, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Xiao Hu couldn't bear it any longer. He pounded his fist on his chest and said in a hoarse but firm voice: "I said, I didn't take it!"

The soldiers watching the scene couldn't help but feel a little shaken. Liu San's behavior was too abnormal, while Xiao Hu's attitude was unusually firm, which made those who originally stood on Liu San's side begin to hesitate.

Qin Cang looked at Liu San deeply, his gaze seemingly penetrating. He spoke slowly, his voice low and menacing: "Liu San, are you sure you didn't see it wrong? Are you willing to take responsibility for your accusations?"

Liu San's breathing suddenly stagnated, his face became uglier, his eyes flickered, his fingers curled slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, but in the end he said nothing.

Xiao Hu's eyes were angry and determined. He looked at Liu San, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "Why are you wronging me?"

The atmosphere became more oppressive, and everyone held their breath, waiting for Liu San's answer. However, Liu San's lips trembled a few times, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Qin Cang's gaze grew sharper. He had sensed that this matter wasn't as simple as it seemed. But at this moment, he didn't immediately expose the truth. Instead, he said in a deep voice, "Let's leave it at that for now." He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone, his tone stern, "Discipline is paramount in the army! No one is allowed to wrongly accuse their comrades, nor to do anything that would undermine the unity of the team! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to say anything more. Xiaohu's eyes were still filled with anger, and Liu San's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Qin Cang stood there, coldly gazing at Liu San, his heart already swirling with turbulent emotions. His gaze was no longer as sharp as it had been at first, now tinged with deep thought and suspicion. In that instant, Liu San's expression was completely exposed—his unease, hidden in his slightly trembling hands and revealed in his suddenly shifting gaze, could never be hidden from Qin Cang's eyes, which had been baptized by countless battlefields.

He was no longer just an accuser or a troublemaker. Qin Cang knew that Liu San must have some unspeakable secrets in his heart, or perhaps he had already realized that what he had done might bring him considerable trouble. Meanwhile, Xiao Hu, though a fresh recruit, remained calmer than anyone else, his anger shone through with composure.

Qin Cang's mind suddenly flashed back to the scene on the training ground that day. Liu San was known for his strictness, but he also had a short temper, sometimes lashing out over the slightest thing. And yet, Xiao Hu, despite being a new recruit, had never shown any signs of failing. During that actual combat drill, his stabbing of the enemy was swift and decisive, a movement that, though a little awkward, was not without courage. Recalling that moment, Qin Cang suddenly realized that things were far more complicated than he had imagined.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes slightly, trying to calm his thoughts. The air seemed to grow heavier. The soldiers around him didn't dare to speak, and they all lowered their heads. No one dared to look directly at the confusing situation.

"Captain Qin..." Liu San's voice broke the silence with an obvious sense of nervousness, "I... I just saw him coming out from behind the ammunition depot with a package in his hand. He looked very suspicious." His tone was a little hesitant. Although he still insisted on his point of view, he had obviously begun to feel uneasy.

Qin Cang's eyes reopened, and they were like cold blades, sending a chill through Liu San. Qin Cang remained silent, staring at Liu San silently. Silence seemed to be his most powerful response at this moment.

"Captain, you have to believe me!" Liu San's voice was pleading, and his eyes showed deep anxiety. "I know I may not be able to explain it clearly, but I really saw it..." His words gradually became trembling, and a hint of uneasiness gradually emerged in his eyes.

Qin Cang didn't speak immediately. His heart was like a taut bowstring, alarm bells ringing. Liu San's behavior was becoming increasingly strange. The usually stoic veteran was now showing such panic. Qin Cang had a vague feeling that something must be happening, and Liu San's expression was unconsciously revealing it.

At that moment, Xiaohu stood aside, his head still bowed, the veins on his forehead bulging slightly with anger. He was filled with mixed emotions, eager to charge forward and fight Liu San to the death, but reason held him back. He knew that in this situation, if his emotions got out of control, the consequences would be disastrous.

He could feel the pressure in Liu San's eyes, like a sharp blade pointed at his chest, leaving him unable to dodge. The surrounding soldiers, like a group of spectators, seemed unconcerned about who was right or wrong, simply waiting for a conclusion, a clear directive. This made Xiaohu feel increasingly heavy-hearted and powerless.

"Did you really see it?" Qin Cang finally spoke, his voice cold and full of undeniable authority. He didn't directly respond to Liu San's request, but instead inquired about the vague details again. This question was like a sharp dagger piercing Liu San's heart, plunging him into a deep predicament once again.

Liu San swallowed nervously. He subconsciously wanted to lower his head, but was afraid of revealing a flaw, so he immediately turned around and said with gritted teeth: "I... I really saw it! There is no mistake!" His voice became rapid, almost as if he was making excuses for his words.