Candle tears spread and accumulated little by little along the smooth wax surface that had dried up, and soon covered half of Zhao Jiayin's nose cone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That's why Bocha wanted her to keep her back and finally keep her mouth shut. In this way, her breath would soon not be enough to remove the wax that had covered her face, and then—she would suffocate, and the twisted, painful expression would be frozen forever by the wax shell in that moment.

How cruel, but how compatible with Zhao Jiayin! She wanted to be a leader when she was born and an idol after she died, but this time she really became a wax idol in the true sense of the word.

"What an irony." Chen Heng, who stepped into the hall with the wind from the window, shook his head. "Maotian, make a mosaic for me on all the areas below this guy's neck, thank you."

"Hit the subject or your retina?" The virtual image "sitting" on Chen Heng's shoulder asked a serious question - but this question made her master cry and laugh a little.

"The fighters are more than ten meters above and around us, and I don't want their three views to be sparse in an instant."

"Understood, my master."

In the snap of a finger, the grounded glass effect of Maotian's real-time calculation covered Zhao Jiayin's still trembling body - the upper part of her face had been covered, but the muscles of her whole body were still trembling and struggling, instinctively wanting to escape the inevitable fate of death.

"How does it feel to be a statue to be admired by thousands of people?"

Zhao Jiayin's ears sounded as silky and familiar as a subtle and familiar voice - she had never heard this man's voice, but if she could hear this Chinese voice in a foreign country in this different world, it would be as kind as seeing her father and mother.

"Save ...... Help me! Zhao Jiayin gasped, she couldn't see the appearance of the man in front of her, and she didn't care what he could see or what he would do, instinct had overcome everything, she wanted to live, that's all, even if she wore a mouth ball instinct, it made her cry out for help - if there was no "assistant translator" from Maotian, Chen Heng would probably really think that the language she spoke was not the one she was familiar with.

The soldiers in the hall didn't hear Chen Heng's voice at all, let alone see his figure covered with optical camouflage. Zhao Jiayin's wails and cries for help while wearing a mouth ball were within their expectations, and they would not react other than occasionally turning their heads to look at them.

"No one can save you but yourself." Chen Heng looked at Zhao Jiayin's struggling appearance indifferently, "But you have missed the opportunity to save yourself, since you want to become an immortal woman so much, then I can only do what you wish." ”

"Don't! Help me! I don't want to die here! I'm going to live! I don't—"

Zhao Jiayin's hesitant cries resounded through the hall, covering Chen Heng's sneer. At this time, there was a cold expression on his face that he had never seen before, and even Mao Tian was startled.

"Master, do you really want to see her die with your own eyes? I don't think it'......."

"Let's go." Chen Heng interrupted Mao Tian's reminder, "She is already certain to die, and if I look at it any longer, I will only continue to witness her disgusting face...... Anyway, her face would soon become frozen and hard. ”

Little by little, the candle tears spread outward along the wax shells that had already formed, and the candle tears that had been piled up in paste on the bridge of her nose began to slide down gradually, covering her nostrils.

Struggling, twisting, everything has nothing to do with Chen Heng. He had casually bypassed his own soldiers, who had no idea he was coming, and had gone the way he had come—he had seen how three insignificant fools had brought their own lives to an end, and now he was about to set out to see the fourth and last wretched creature still struggling on the way.

Outside the hall, the soldiers who had seen the power of the black-clad marines fled towards the secret passage, or simply lay on the ground and pretended to be dead - the maze of the castle had been breached and searched by the Chinese, and they were only one step away from the largest atrium.

But by the time they hurried to the hall unguarded, the lanterns and torches had been re-lit, and in the light of the fire were friendly troops in the same costumes as them—needless to say, the only thing in the hall was the exchange of tasks and tactics and the temporary interrogation of prisoners of war.

"That's right, when we found her, she was no longer alive...... Yes, according to the confession of the prisoner of war, it was the lord here who ordered her execution...... Yes, understood! We will bring the culprits to justice! ”

In the tunnel, Zhao Jiayin's dream reappeared - only the protagonist was not her, but Futana, whom she had never been able to recognize...... It was "she" who watched Pocha go from being a leader who led the fleeing party to a warrior at the back of the temple, and gradually disappeared into the light of the torch in the hands of the last sister......

"She" and them may have a new life in the future, but he probably won't come back. On the ship that picked them up, Fulana suddenly began to feel some sympathy for the woman she had "tortured" a few days earlier: she had traded her life for his family business and her life, and it was really as she wanted. Futana never figured it out, and until she was dying, she asked "her" and the daughter of another favorite concubine of Pocha to find the answer to all this for "her".

This is already later. It took thirty years for all the information about the incident to be completely declassified and made available to the public, and it was impossible for Futana to know what was behind the women she had dealt with......

After helicopters and boats brought all the Marines and the "wax figures" back to the Liberation of the New Life, the army commander who entered the port city quickly connected with the eyes and ears of the church, claiming to have found the remains of two yellow men who had been beaten into a hornet's nest on the city walls.

Of course, the eyes and ears of the Chinese personnel immediately demanded to take over the body and all the accompanying items. And among the slightly damaged relics carried by Han Deshang and Wang Liqun, the military unsurprisingly found two damaged Liberator pistols and their ammunition - the indigenous soldiers on the Bahivita continent did not know how to remove its disposable bolt safety and trigger safety, or determine the original purpose of these broken parts, so they handed it over to their officers intact, and they really didn't know whether to make people cry or laugh.

However, even if they don't catch the living witnesses, the physical evidence on them is enough to show that the strange things that have happened on both sides of the portal for most of the past six months - the Shield City shooting case and the land compensation case have been solved at the same time, which can be regarded as clearing the haze above most of the Elta continent.

Although the aristocracy and the plebeians still had a near-irreconcilable contradiction, the root cause of the deadliest mistrust had been revealed, and people no longer had to fear that they would resort to excessive violence or treacherous intrigues to resolve the contradictions at every turn—and that both the bureaucracy and the plebeians (and in a broad sense, including the powerless aristocracy) would like to return to the fair framework of the new state, provided that the state has regained considerable credibility.

It's a pity that the haze that dissipated from the bilunar planet did not make the Earth on the other side of the portal look like the sun shining again. Just under the gloomy and dreary sky before the rain, a police car came to an abrupt halt in front of Zhao Haiyang's residence, where he had lived since he was released on bail in custody and asked to be on track.

Expressionless, he obediently walked out of the house in the company of his family, and was invited into the car by the expressionless bailiff. He had been on the phone with a well-informed lawyer for more than 10 minutes, and he knew what might happen next.

Even if he was trapped in the world, he still had the ability to obtain the things he wanted to know on the continent of Elta. He learned of the deaths of Han Deshang and Wang Liqun almost on the same day that the Chinese side received the bodies.

As for the tragic death of the "chess piece" Zhao Jiayin, it did not touch him at all.

"I've seen the autopsy reports of both of them, and they died from the fire of a standard machine gun."

The moment he received an anonymous call and heard the conclusion of the two brothers, Zhao Haiyang was actually close to collapse. What made him even more devastating was that the military police found a special material pistol from the bodies of the two men that had been used in the two shootings before.

He claimed to have known nothing about this, and he could avoid this difficulty by relying on lawyers and the protection of the DPRK and China, but he was really panicked this time. The lawyer made a loud statement on the phone after that, "In this case, the head of the Standing Committee has named and severely punished the culprit, and the possibility of you getting away with the crime is zero." ”

As soon as the front of the car that was supposed to go to the courtroom turned, it drove in the direction of another unit. It was only then that the "bailiffs" dressed in black on the car took off their clothes and wore green regular clothes inside, and on their epaulettes was the name of the well-known unit -- the Second General Staff Department.

Zhao Haiyang's heart sank at that time. What he fears is not that he will be handed over to national security, which is considered an "expected outcome". The problem is that everyone knows that the transfer of the Second Division of the General Staff to the former can only prove one result.

The details of his foreign affairs have been found out.

On this day, the news reports were simply brushed off -- the cross-portal criminal syndicate was brought to justice, and dozens of criminal suspects headed by the masterminds Zhao and Lin were transferred to justice. And in these two worlds, only a few people will know that Zhao Haiyang, Lin Kaishan and the others are not masterminds at all, and they are not even chess pieces - if the title of chess pieces is given to the mysterious person who met in the Lion City, it is still qualified, and it is inevitable that there will be a suspicion of a price drop for these small roles.

This century-scale conspiracy between China and the North American Federation across the portal and across the Pacific Ocean has just been unraveled, and the truth inside may make everyone stunned.