A small truncated branch was quietly placed on the table.

An Xuan sat at the table, staring at the branches, no one knew what he was thinking.

Xia Meng tried to persuade him several times, but in the end, the words came to his lips and had to swallow them back.

When An Xuan broke Zuo Jing's fingers one by one, she was beside her. If it weren't for the sound of rain to cover up the sound, the crisp sound would surely arouse other people's suspicion.

But at the same time, An Xuan also exposed himself.

At least everyone knows that he and Zuo Jing know each other and are teammates who have entered the nightmare together.

But what can it do?

Anyway, the evidence that Zuo Jing had protected before his death was enough to identify who the murderer was, and a broken branch was firmly held in her palm.

Before dying, why did Zuo Jing take out the broken branch in her mouth and hold it tightly in her hand.

This is abnormal.

Unless...this branch has a special meaning, and to be more specific, this branch is her last word.

It was her silent testimony to the murderer!

"It's You Qi." Xia Meng said in a very deep voice.

I don't know how long it took before An Xuan finally nodded. He was not as sad as he seemed. At least he didn't cry or his expression was painful. He just sat there quietly.

But it just gave Xia Meng a sense of inaccessibility.

She is not familiar with An Xuan Zuo Jing, it is only a temporary cooperation relationship. She is not clear about the relationship between An Xuan and Zuo Jing, but from the performance of this man, I am afraid it is very unusual.

She was wise not to ask, let alone disturb him.

Because it is not necessary.

"Do me a favor." An Xuan said suddenly.

"Help you look at Jiang Cheng." Xia Meng was not surprised. The conversation between the two was like a glass of boiling water, "Don't let him interfere with you."

An Xuan nodded, "Thank you."

With a sigh of relief, Xia Meng glanced out of the window and said in a rare tone: "Just do what you want." She put her hands behind her head and continued: "I don't know anything anyway."

"I didn't see anything, and heard nothing." She looked at An Xuan's face and said, "Your people asked me why You Qi died after going out. I don't know anything."

"Or..." She thought for a while, "I can also say that Jiang Cheng killed it," she added, "And that fat man, they are together."

"That might cause you trouble." Putting away the branches, Xia Meng watched him put the branches into his clothes. An Xuan turned around and said, "I advise you not to do that."

With a weird look on An Xuan's face, Xia Meng nodded, "Go on."

"Jiangcheng's status is special." An Xuan paused, and after a while, he continued to speak, "In our mission, his survival priority is ahead of you."

Xia Meng's face changed immediately, and she was interrupted by An Xuan just before she opened her mouth and wanted to ask a question.

He speaks quickly and seems to be making the final explanation: "In other words, we can sacrifice ourselves for you, but also, when your life and his life are threatened at the same time, your sacrifice is inevitable."

"Why?" Xia Meng asked immediately, "Who, who gave the order, the high-level executives of your executive department?"

An Xuan shook his head, "No." He stared into Xia Meng's eyes and said, "Upper."

Xia Meng's heart shuddered.

After a while--

"Why are you telling me this?" Xia Meng stared into his eyes, "These... should all be classified."

Xia Meng also knows a little about the history of the night watchman. It can be said that it is a history book made entirely of blood.

The maintenance of such a huge organization naturally depends not only on firm beliefs, but also on strict laws and regulations.

It is said that there are even a group of people in the organization responsible for punishing insiders who violated the original oath, or betrayed their teammates, and leaked information. Rumors say that the **** process is no less than torture in medieval Europe.

"Even if it's your reward for helping me." An Xuan's calm tone dispelled part of Xia Meng's discomfort. "And you also found that the person named Jiang Cheng is not easy, right?"

There were a lot of pictures flashing in front of me. They were all pictures of Jiang Cheng during the previous mission. Frames flashed in Xia Meng's mind. She was thinking and judging.

She didn't have the habit of trusting people casually, but she really couldn't think of the reason An Xuan lied to herself.

After this cooperation, the two may not have the opportunity to meet again.

He didn't need to trouble himself.

"The only thing I can say is this." An Xuan didn't even look at Xia Meng. He stared out of the window. The rustling of leaves was annoying, "I only know this."

She tightened her lips and Xia Meng still stared at him unwillingly. The news he said was completely different from what he had received. Before he came, Uncle Gong didn't say that.

According to the agreement, she is the most central person in the mission.

Crimson’s goal is her ~lightnovelpub.net~, so her survival priority should also be the highest.

Before coming here, she was fully prepared.

There are three cards in total.

Fat Jiangcheng is a bright card, used to help her share all the firepower that may occur from Crimson, ghosts, NPC, or other malicious players, etc.

The clue newspaper is a hidden card, when to share it and who to share it with... In short, there is only one purpose, to maximize one's own interests.

An Xuan and Zuo Jing followed.

These two people from the Executive Department of the Night Watch are their own cards. They are not used as a last resort, and they are scattered and lurking in the dark, like killers hibernating in the dark.

There is only one purpose.

Crimson.

They exist for Crimson, and they come for it.