Chapter 37: No One Survives

In the smoke of gunpowder, Puff squinted unmoved. (Actually, it's Weiyang's expression.) ๏ผ‰

Li Mengran's body slowly drooped on the chair, and the blood gradually spread, staining everyone's shoes.

And at this time, Mei Ye was just taken aback by this strange cat.

Because so far, the cat, and even the teenager behind it, have neither surprised nor shown displeasure at the arrangement of this nobody.

was stared at by everyone with puzzled eyes, Puff showed a look of embarrassment.

In his opinion, there was nothing to be alarmed about.

"Sister Mei, in my rules, a person who is guilty but difficult to convict, if he commits suicide, can be forgiven, isn't it a matter of course?"

"......"

"Now that you've seen her death, what else do you have to hesitate about? Why not call blueberries to press the button? โ€

Yes, Mei Ye's sitting posture suddenly collapsed.

The moment he saw Li Mengran die, why did the thought of wanting to die suddenly disappear?

What a strange feeling.

But.

"So put it down, open the barrier, and trust me, I'll let you get a reasonable disposition."

Any sin will be reckoned with, and the good will eventually be recompensated. That's my credo.

Even though the world is unfair most of the time, and I myself am the beneficiary of this injustice, it does not prevent me from defending the fairness I measure.

"I'm sorry, but this barrier can't be lifted anymore, and the bomb will explode at midnight, so ......" Meiya sighed.

No one survives, it's a foregone conclusion.

But Puff narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"If you're not afraid of the cold."

At midnight, there was a rumbling sound on the floor.

Mountains and rocks engulfed the valley from above, and at the same time, a dozen or so floors of buildings underground also exploded, leaving no one alive.

In the ruins, the anti-terrorist unit led by Major Han was nowhere to be found.

Two kilometers away in front of the hotel.

Police lights flash.

Without saying a word, Mei Ye was escorted into the armored car by the anti-terrorist team, and the remaining few people followed in, and the headlights gradually faded away.

"Thank you Xiao Xia, who saved us in less than two hours, and also brought Zhang Xun to justice, although he came out of the refrigerator in the end, it was really breathtaking." In the latter car, Sun Jianlin nodded in greeting.

"Actually, I have done my homework in advance, so goodbye Uncle Sun."

After sending the group away, Xia Han, who was still wearing a suit, stretched his waist, and didn't notice that Weiyang on the side was staring at him intently.

Qing Yiwo began to fill in the notebook in the room, because there are too many strange unfolds in her script, what kind of pistol that suddenly appeared makes people commit suicide, isn't that heroine possessed by a demon and cut it directly, why use a pistol? And what are so many puppets coming out of the back? In short, the comment area was full of scolding.

As for the exhausted number one hero, Puff, after eating several grilled fish, curled up in the corner and fell asleep.

In the hall downstairs, there were only two people left.

"See what?"

Xia Han was uncomfortable with Weiyang.

"Regarding Uncle Sun's question, I still don't understand, is he pinching himself so hard? The strangulation marks are so severe. โ€

Weiyang gestured like this.

"No, there are footprints on the windowsill, obviously Lao Qi helped."

"But the marks are too obvious...... Say?! Weiyang became alert, "So, Uncle Sun was almost ......"

It's okay, but it's still messed up because Lao Qi's room doesn't have a lighter, and in short, Mei Ye's arrangement is messed up later.

"Actually, these guys aren't good people," Xia Han suddenly concluded, "hiding from the Wizarding Association and the Muggle government on this unreported spiritual vein, using lynching for profit, personal vendettas, and secrets. โ€

"Or maybe it's the same anxiety as the magicians who don't have a territory."

"After all, we and the association are only commissioned, not to mention that Mei Ye is only a programmer (as if I am of a high level), this matter will not have a big impact on the magic world, and this valley will also be blocked by the government."

"What about Mr. Wu?"

There are still many doubts, what role does this Wu Cheng play? Did he acquiesce to his daughter's choice of death?

Say?!

"That's it, Weiyang." Xia Han nodded meaningfully.

turned his face like this, but found Weiyang's slightly dissatisfied eyes.

Can you elaborate on that? This kind of inquiring tone, but there is also a trace of tiredness in his eyes.

Or, "Are you still running tomorrow?" โ€

Weiyang asked.

"The event has been officially canceled. Actually, there isn't one at all, it's Mei Ye's scam from beginning to end. โ€

"But the track is very scientifically planned." Slightly dissatisfied eyes.

But as a senior brother, I still can't honestly say what I think in my heart.

"That'...... Weiyang. โ€

"Salted fish, say it." Leng Buding changed his title.

"Here's the problem, can you stop calling me salted fish?"

"I'm afraid of being eaten by puffs, aren't you?" Weiyang suddenly felt funny and pursed his lips and laughed.

"Actually, it's just the beginning today, right, Saturday and Sunday, if you run like this for a day......"

"Ah, it's also classmate Xia Han," Weiyang blushed and turned away, "Although we haven't known each other for a long time, since we have lived in your house, then I will listen to your arrangement, like this." โ€

The gaze she quietly handed over was suddenly very warm.

It's not so much like saying "I'm angry" as it's like saying "I can't help it".

Weiyang looked at it without saying a word.

"So, Xia Han, what are your arrangements?"

"Huh?"

"I'm asking about your weekend schedule."

Her scrutinizing eyes firmly covered Xia Han. I will never be fooled like this by you.

"Well...... Weiyang, do you have such a full schedule every time? โ€

"You can't say yes...... But isn't it good to do that? โ€

Her gaze pierced straight over, revealing dissatisfaction as if Xia Han had violated her schedule.

Looking away, she could only be chased and beaten by her, so Xia Han had to look at the past, but he was inadvertently frozen.

Although it has nothing to do with the burgundy dress on her body, but.

Looking at her face like this, there is no longer a trace of gloom in the past.

With smooth and delicate black hair, bright red lips, a slim posture, and bright eyes, even people passing by in the hall can't help but cast their eyes.

"Give it a try, it's a day without a plan." Xia Han plucked up the courage to say so.

Weiyang was so frightened that she retreated a little, and almost tripped over her high heels, but Xia Han immediately went over to help her.

Isn't it, does this sentence surprise you so much?

Suddenly, he took a deep breath and shrunk his shoulders.

"That's right...... Are we out of a room? โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

"The luggage is gone! I can't change my clothes back! Weiyang held his face and kept shaking his head.

"Me too, not really......"

"No, how do you get out of this picture?"

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Well, actually, I want to say," Xia Han plucked up the courage to look at her, "it's beautiful." โ€

Her face flushed, and she lowered her head unnaturally.

Of course not.

"Thank you." After answering coldly, Weiyang suddenly gave him a blank look, "What about the ID card?" Lose it too! โ€

In fact, if you look for it in the ruins now, you might be able to find it.

"Forget it," Weiyang resolutely walked towards the elevator again, "ยทยทยทยทยทยท I don't care, it's not me anyway. โ€