After all, Frankimir was professionally trained, although his training was always abandoned halfway due to his father's opposition.

He knew how strong the rebellion of the masses would be when the lie was exposed. If a gentleman is found to be a**, it will not cause more disgust, but if a gentleman is found to be **, it will make people feel that he is extremely guilty. Before all doubts are about to be debunked, stand up and admit everything, which will earn a lot of trust and more sympathy. This can be a bit overwhelming for self-esteem, and there's obviously no better way to do it.

Then Frankimir whispered to the crowd, "Yes, I think he may be right." ”

Frankimir's words, like Kafka's, shocked everyone present. Everyone stared at Frankimir strangely, they didn't understand at all, what Frankimir's words meant, could it be that he was really a gang with the monster, so why did he kill the monster and save the Gulag and everyone here? Is he just trying to live a savior addiction? Even so, why should he admit that he and the monster are in the same group?

Everyone looked at Frank Mire in bewilderment, expecting him to give them a reasonable explanation, otherwise no one would be able to believe all this. It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense at all.

"I have a 'T*G' brand on my body, which makes me wonder why this guy also has a 'T*G' brand. I'd love to be able to figure this out, and I'd love to know the answer. If I could, I'd like to go back to that cave and see it, so that I can know the truth. Franky Mill said solemnly, his tone not sounding like a joke.

"I don't think so, since you're in the same league with that guy, we can't trust you. You're just trying to trick us into a hole in the ground and then kill us all in order to achieve your ulterior motives. Kafka said, shaking his head.

"I can't say that, if he wants to harm us, we can just watch from the sidelines. That terrible monster was enough to tear all of us apart. He didn't have to fight monsters, and he didn't need to take such pains to calculate us. This is a bit too much of a fuss, have you ever thought about Kafka? Professor Zhukov asked, his tone full of skepticism about Kafka.

"That's his sinister intentions, only he knows why he did it, maybe he just wants to turn us, too, into the same monsters as ever." Kafka remained stubborn.

"Let me be fair! First of all, he did not ask to participate in the operation, but the warden asked him to participate. Secondly, in the dark cave, it was he who saved the warden. Of course, he saved us all tonight. I think that's enough to prove that there is another reason for this. Professor Zhukov said.

"It's just a trick on him......" Kafka could say before he could finish his sentence when he was interrupted by Yulia.

Yulia said to everyone: "Anyway, let's clean up this place first, and we can't let our comrades die miserably, just sleep in the cold snow." As for Frankimir, I think it's very strange, but it's not a priority. At least he saved the warden and saved us, and from that point of view, he had no intention of murdering us. As for what to do with him, let the warden decide. It was the warden who had him involved in the operation, and it was up to the warden to make the decision if he was to be sent back to the prison again. It's almost dawn, and when the warden wakes up, we'll continue to talk about what happened to Frank Mire. ”

Everyone nodded yes, but Kafka stubbornly believed that Yulia was clearly shielding Frankimir. This is undoubtedly to lure the wolf into the house, and by the time you regret it, it will be too late.

"I agree with Yulia that we can't just stand here and have a pointless argument. It's better to focus on more important things. As Yulia said, Frank Mire's affairs are still decided by the warden. But I think before he can do that, he needs to clean himself up. After all, because of his great help, we can save the day tonight, and this small reward must also be deserved, we can't let him be covered in monster blood like this, and wander until dawn. Professor Saul agreed with Yulia, knowing that everyone had spoken and that he couldn't say nothing.

He didn't have a good impression of Frankimir, but he didn't have a deep hatred, he could do whatever he wanted with him, he just went with the crowd to help Frankimir and said a few good words. Years of work experience have made him deeply aware of the shallow truth that public anger cannot be offended.

The crowd unanimously agreed, and Kafka could not argue any more. He glared at Frankimir and led a few people to refill the Frost Mech.

Professor Saul began to count the damage and casualties, and Yulia and Professor Zhukov carefully moved the warden back to the infirmary, waiting for him to wake up.

Frank Mire, accompanied by four prison guards, found a place to wash off the dirt from his body.

From the moment he started, Frankmir had been thinking about the monster he had cut into eight pieces. What the hell was going on, whether he really had any connection to the monster, and whether or not that was the reason why he was locked up in the Gulag.

He wanted to go to the cave now, and he knew very well that it wasn't the time to be reckless. Although many people now see him as a hero, this does not change the fact that he was a prisoner of the Gulag.

The fact that they sent four prison guards to monitor them is the best proof of this. In their opinion, the prisoners of the Gulag would think of escaping at every opportunity. In the same way, without the orders of their superiors, no matter how deep their affection for Frankimir was, they would never dare to let him go in private. Nothing that has happened can change the status quo. Now, no one knows what decision the warden will make when he wakes up. Will he believe and support Frankimir, or, like Kafka, think that he is the culprit.

Winter nights are always long, and when the sun leaps out of the pine forest, Professor Saul finally comes to a preliminary conclusion.

After this night's terror, a total of 127 prison guards were killed, more than 200 police officers were injured, and more than half of the buildings in the South Courtyard were damaged.

Five large heating boilers were also damaged, which could seriously affect the heating situation in the Gulag, as were the power lines were badly damaged, and many areas were without power, and it would take more than a week to fully recover, to say the least.

Five buildings were so badly damaged that they could no longer be used for office and residence to avoid accidents, and for safety reasons and to prevent collapses, Professor Saul had a cordon drawn around the buildings to remind everyone not to approach.

At noon, after learning that the warden had woken up, the Gulag administrators rushed to the infirmary. The warden's injuries were so serious that no one wanted to tell him about last night's misfortune at such a time, but the situation was so serious that he had to explain everything to the warden.