When the four-way communication was over, General Yongle Richie stood up and paced back and forth in his office with a deep brow, looking worried. "Words, feelings, first, http://www.Klxsw.com

www.Klxsw.com [Fengyun Novel Reading Network baoliny] On the one hand, this kind of thing happened on the eve of a foreign war, which really made it worse and added fuel to the fire; On the other hand, he is entrusted by Eva Green and Mu Yuqinxin to take care of the troublesome Sa Chirp.

He didn't dare to offend the two student union assistants at CSUM at the same time. One of them represents the Templar Princess, and the other represents the Goddess of Happiness, and they are the two most powerful forces in the current Academy Alliance. Offending either party is already unbearable for him, let alone offending two parties at the same time. Although the situation is a bit complicated, even a little tricky, and he extremely suspects that Sa Chirp is the culprit, but in such a situation, he can only choose favoritism.

After some thought, General Li Qi called the general of the Academy Alliance and directly reported the situation just now. Eventually, he would send a CSUM review team to investigate the murder. Originally, according to the practice of the academy alliance, the academy to which the victim belonged should have sent a review team. But in order to take care of Sa's chatter, he built yì and sent the csum review team, which was dominated by ancient temples. He had already checked the school registration information and knew that Sa Chiao's identity was a guaranteed student of the War Bear Temple.

That Macron was the descendant of a small businessman, with no deep background and no shelter from a large organization. As long as the CSUM review team takes over this incident, it will inevitably be secretly biased, and even if Sa Chirp is the real murderer, it is estimated that no evidence will be found, and in the end, it will not be resolved. And, as the head of the Night Lighthouse, he will always be sure to support his plan.

After receiving a clear answer, General Richie dialed Sa Chirp's voice and told him that the review team would be dispatched by CSUM this time, so that he did not know how to worry, and there would definitely be a notarized result.

Iron Slag said thank you, and then hung up. Then, he found Wang Hu and Mu Qianhe and explained the current situation. However, his version is a little different from the real situation, and he said that he was surveying the terrain of the defensive line in the afternoon when he stumbled upon the scene of Alan Rudolph shooting McCro. As for the latter part, he didn't make any changes and sued them directly.

At the beginning of the story, Wang Hu and Mu Qianhe's expressions were a little solemn. After all, cannibalism is on the eve of the Great War, and once convicted, it is the death penalty. However, when they heard that General Richie was going to send CSUM's review team, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the relieved appearance of the two, Iron Slag felt a little curious, so he asked them why?

"Don't you know?" Mu Qianhe asked with a puzzled face.

Tie Slag shook his head, and Wang Hu immediately explained: "The review team of CSUM is our own people. ”

"Hmm." Mu Qianhe nodded in agreement.

"Ancient lineage?" Tie Slag asked, Wang Hu and Mu Qianhe both answered "um", and he asked again, "Secretary General of the Student Union?" ”

"Yes~ Biqinglan will definitely help you." Mu Qianhe stood up, stretched his waist, and added, "She is our Far Easterner, and she is the core layer of the Spirit Snake Temple, so she will not be wronged by you." ”

Hearing Mu Qianhe's answer, Iron Slag was secretly frightened, but on the surface, he remained silent. The problem between him and Bi Qinglan is not something that can be explained clearly in a few words, and it makes no sense for them to know.

After returning to the tent, Iron Slag quickly pulled out the communicator and dialed the voice communication of the Whispering Manor.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Hello, this is the Whispering Manor communication switchboard, who are you looking for?" A pleasant female voice came from there.

"My name is Sachio, please find a piano assistant."

"Sorry, it shows that you don't have an appointment, please go to the Secretariat of the Student Union Building tomorrow to ......"

"Emergency, please notify her immediately!" Iron Slag interrupted the other party rudely and said unceremoniously.

There was silence for a few seconds, and then he said, "Sir, please wait a minute......"

It didn't take long for Mu Yuqin's lazy voice to come from the earpiece.

"Brother~ Did you miss me?" Her voice was viscously magnetic, as if she had just woken up.

"Hmm." Iron slag has something to ask for, so naturally it can't be too strong. In response to him, a string of silver bell-like laughter was heard, and he listened quietly, and that energetic and pretty face involuntarily appeared in front of him.

"Brother~ Is there something wrong with me?" After a moment of distraction, a gentle voice came from there.

"There's something going on here......" Iron Slag hesitated for a moment, not continuing. As if hearing his concerns, Mu Yuqin reminded in her heart that this is a special line call from Notre Dame, and the possibility of leaking secrets is very low. With this guarantee, Tie Slag told the contradiction between him and Bi Qinglan one by one. During this time, he skipped a section of the Temple of Splendor and changed the location of the incident to the Far East.

After listening to the description of the iron slag, Mu Yuqin was silent for a while, and then said: "Send me your coordinate point, and I will go over immediately." ”

"How do you explain to Xiaoyu?" Iron Slag frowned and reminded.

"My sister recently had a deep meditation at the Moon Prayer Temple, and she won't be back until next month." Mu Yuqin explained. Next, Iron Slag sent her the coordinate points. Before hanging up the communication, she told Tie Slag to keep a distance from Alan as much as possible during this time to avoid conflicts, and wait for her to be present.

On the morning of the next day, Mu Yuqinxin put on an orange, yellow and white, high-density elastic fiber tight-fitting combat suit, put on the third-generation psionic power armor on his back, then tied the psionic samurai/knife to his waist, mounted the psionic silver star pistol on the right side of his thigh, and finally boarded the exclusive aircraft "Yuze" of the Rain Prayer Temple, and set off for the dark jungle of the Central Continent......

Two hours later, in the Dark Night Jungle, in the camp of the War Beast Legion, Alan Rudolph dialed Zhao Ziying's video communication.

"Is there something wrong?" The girl with a brown ponytail asked with a cold face.

"Miss Zi Ying, what should I do next?" The leader of the War Beast Legion asked cautiously.

"Do your job." Zhao Ziying replied lightly.

"What do you mean?" Alan asked again.

"This matter has nothing to do with you anymore, just keep your mouth shut." Zhao Ziying frowned lightly and said impatiently.

At this moment, Alan has lost his value, and the original plan was that if Alan could complete the task smoothly, she would be able to send someone over to erase the traces according to the practice of the Academy Alliance's "victim party dispatches a review team". However, things are a little different now. Alan was detected by the iron slag at the planning stage and preemptively struck it. In this way, the nature of the matter completely changed, and Iron Slag became the conspirator, and Alan's accomplice McLeo became the aggrieved. Although Allen's mistake had caused a shock, fortunately, General Richie did not

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) according to the usual practice to invite the victim's college, but instead invite the suspect's CSUM review team to come and investigate. This means that she can directly manipulate the results of the investigation, so as to charge the iron slag with "murdering a classmate before the war". Once convicted, the iron slag will inevitably die.

"Yes...... But ......" In the face of Zhao Ziying's strong reply, Allen looked a little flustered and embarrassed, and even his voice trembled.

"Nothing, loser!" After that, the video communication was turned off.

Looking at the pitch-black screen, Alan looked a little sluggish, and then, he suddenly screamed and smashed the communicator in his hand to the ground out of control, "Bang!" There was a crisp sound, and he fell apart......

On the other hand, in the jungle 2km behind Allen, Iron Slag was roaming around with about twenty soldier ants, monitoring their movements. At this point, one party must pay the price of his life, otherwise it will not end lightly.

Although Eren is a third-order psionic person, he may be slightly stronger than iron slag in a head-on battle, but the latter will never give him such a chance, as long as he enters the detection range, he will be given an armor-piercing bullet containing psionic star sand. Even if his second-generation psionic power armor had extreme defensive power, it couldn't resist the explosion of psionic star sand.

The next afternoon, a small flying machine painted white with silver crosses painted on its sides flew over the Dark Night Jungle. Approaching the target location, the aircraft slowly descends while circling.

After the "snort......" dropped to an altitude of several hundred meters, a deflated sound sounded from the rear compartment of the aircraft. At the same time, the hatch slowly turned up, and I saw a heroic girl standing on the edge of the rear cabin, her surging eyes staring at the endless forest sea.

"Little black face~ I'm here." The corners of the girl's mouth curled slightly, and she said to herself, then stretched out her shallot-like fingers, hooked the small pull ring on her back, and gently pulled it.

With a soft "brush" sound, a mercury-like liquid flowed out of the small backpack. The silver liquid seemed to be alive, and quickly covered the girl's body. As the liquid enveloped her body, it gradually hardened and shaped, turning into an orange, red, and white close-fitting armor at a speed visible to the naked eye. This qiē only happens in the blink of an eye.

When the armor was formed, the girl pressed the button on her collarbone. I only heard a soft sound of "zi", and a helmet flipped up from her back, instantly covering her head. At the same time, several nodes on the helmet rotate on their own, shrinking inward little by little.

After a few soft "zizi ......" sounds, the front of the helmet gradually closes, forming a protective mask. From the front, her whole body was wrapped in a thin piece of armor, leaving only a pair of large smart eyes exposed.

She twisted her waist and moved her lower limbs, then raised her hand and gently touched the corner of her eye. With a soft "brush", a red tempered fiber lens rose up, completely enveloping her in the armor.

At this moment, she suddenly tightened, turned around and lifted her legs, and threw out with one kick! Immediately after, she used the centrifugal force of the whirlwind to throw several roundhouse kicks in a row. Each blow is full of strength, bringing a whirlwind.

After warming up, she glanced down, then jumped and jumped.

"Turbulent ......"

In the blink of an eye, a meteor swept past the treetops of the forest sea, dragging the blue tail smoke, and flew into the depths of the dense forest.

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