Maybe it was three seconds, maybe it was four seconds, Lu H's fingers left the side of his face, and that little bit of warmth was fleeting in the evening wind and quickly dissipated.

An Zhe opened his eyes again and saw his leaving figure, which was exactly the same as what he saw at the base gate that day.

At this moment, the snow-white lights suddenly lit up in the square.

An Zhe squinted his eyes. Lu H's figure was blurred in his vision. When his vision became clear again, the black figure had been lost in the vast sea of ​​people. Soldiers from the city defense station came forward and carried Du Sai away.

Her long brown hair was flowing with the color of honey under the light, her eyes were closed, and her expression was very peaceful. What she was thinking about at the last moment, An Zhe doesn't know, and maybe she will never know.

Many people looked here. When the soldiers from the city defense station left, they began to whisper. Anzhe's hearing was good and he caught a few words. Many people knew about this hostess on the third underground floor of the black market, and some of them felt sorry for her.

The departure of a beautiful woman is more of a fear of being parasitized by monsters.

Soon, a mechanical female voice gave guidance.

"Please spread out and wait where you are. After 30 minutes, the trial court will begin to investigate one by one."

This voice was very soft, but no one had the intention to appreciate it. People looked at each other briefly for a moment, and then they immediately realized that at this time, no one knew whether the people around them were really human beings. The crowd began to squirm like an ant colony,

Everyone tried to separate themselves from the people around them, whether they knew them or not. Eventually, the chaotic crowd turned into a sparse grid. An Zhe stood at the edge, next to the blood stain left by Du Sai. His eyes swept across

There were expressions of fear and trembling on the faces of the surrounding humans. There was no fundamental difference between the human base and the abyss.

A harsh voice suddenly sounded in the distance: "There is something on his face!"

Then there was the sound of movement, as if someone was fighting, and then there was a loud argument. Thirty seconds later, a gunshot ended everything.

Deathly silence. The atmosphere of deathly silence enveloped the square, and even the sound of breathing was silent. If someone told Anzhe that the place he was currently in was actually a cemetery, and the humans around him were actually tombstones, he would not

I doubt the authenticity of this statement.

He looked around, wondering where Lu H was, but there were too many people and layers of people, so he couldn't find him. Finally, An Zhe withdrew his gaze and looked at the marble floor of the square that was palely reflected by the lights.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped.

Five meters in front of him, there was a glimmer of brass at the feet of a man.

His first reaction was that the bullet casing hanging in his neck had fallen off, so he quickly touched the collar, and through a layer of shirt, the small cylindrical thing hit his hand - it was not lost.

He stared at the ground and took a few steps forward - the man next to him cursed and distanced himself from him.

"I'm sorry." An Zhe explained: "I dropped something."

After passing several people and walking a few steps, he arrived, squatted down, and picked up a brass-colored, cylindrical bullet casing from the ground.

The moment he took it, his hand trembled slightly.

——The weight, pattern and size were very, very familiar to him. He was holding this cartridge case and couldn't tell the difference between it and the one in his neck.

His heart beat violently several times, he clenched it and stood up.

He thought that five minutes ago, Du Sai touched the insect-infested blister on her forehead and realized that she could not be alive and that she would be executed by the judge. But while she was afraid, she seemed to want to get close to the judge.

So she took a few steps in that direction. However, before she could reach Lu H as she wished, the bullet penetrated her body.

Where was Lu H standing at that time?

An Zhe looked at the dark blood stains on the ground not far away - at that time, Lu H was standing where he was standing, or not far away, and he fired.

What is a cartridge case? It is the coat of a bullet. He knew it, and Anze also had similar knowledge in his memory. When the bullet leaves the barrel of the gun and ejects outward, the cartridge case will be bounced back and fall to the ground.

There is no doubt that the cartridge case he picked up now belongs to Lu H, who is the owner of the Tribunal. What about the identical cartridge case he picked up in the wild, where the spores were discarded? It is also related to the Tribunal.

?

An unspeakable feeling came to An Zhe's heart, and he felt a fear that could be accurately described. If the spores were related to the Tribunal, the difficulty of retrieving the spores could be imagined. It was impossible for him to ask directly. Asking the spores was tantamount to

He admitted that he was a mushroom. But at the same time, he also felt a little settled, at least now he had a clue.

During such random thoughts, the thirty minutes were over. The mechanical female voice sounded again: "The buffer time is over. Please line up in an orderly manner to undergo infection screening. Please leave on your own after passing the screening."

After the instructions were played in a loop several times, a big light came on at a place opposite the square, and people began to move slightly closer in that direction to be examined.

Standing next to An Zhe seemed to be a father and son - it seemed like a father and son, because one of them was a little older and had a beard, and the other was an underage boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.

He heard the boy ask, "Why wait thirty minutes?"

"The Inquisitor is not a machine. You can tell that you are infected as soon as you are bitten by an insect," his father whispered. "The Inquisition said that they can tell after thirty minutes of being infected. You

Even if I haven’t been to the city gate, there is a thirty-minute queue time at the city gate.”

The boy said: "Oh."

But then, he added: "How on earth can you tell?"

"Don't ask me," his father said, "I don't know how they figured it out."

"I heard they kill whoever they want—"

"Shut up." My father's voice was short and full of fear: "Do you want to be shot right now?"

As if to verify the father's words, a gunshot was heard from across the square.

They immediately stopped talking.

The judge scanned the crowd very quickly, and the intervals between gunshots made people chatter. There was a period of time that was very even. Every ten minutes, there was at least one gunshot, and sometimes several in a row. After these several shots passed,

For a long time, the judge stopped shooting. The father beside An Zhe said: "The killing is almost over."

The moment he finished speaking, gunfire rang out again, and the boy he was taking shivered.

Humans who were judged to be infected were killed on the spot. Those who were judged to be safe left through the opening. There were fewer and fewer people in the square. People spontaneously gathered into a loose team and slowly moved forward. An Zhe stood at the end of the team.

He counted each sound. When he approached the exit, the number had already reached seventy-three. He saw a stone pillar at the exit, Lu H was leaning against it, and under the light, a slender figure

Silhouette. Two inquisitors were beside him, and on both sides were heavily armored soldiers from the city defense station. The ground in front of them was smeared with blood.

No, there were not only blood stains, but also things scattered randomly on the ground, all of which were brass-colored bullet casings.

The father and son in front passed safely, and it was An Zhe's turn next. He took a few steps forward and stopped in front of Lu H.

Lu H was taller than him, and he had to raise his head slightly to meet Lu H's eyes - and then he felt Lu H's eyes looking at him from top to bottom.

"What's in your hand?"

An Zhe didn't expect that even such a small thing in his hand could be discovered. Facing the judge's condescending and cold eyes, he could only raise his hand, spread his fingers, and reveal the bullet casing lying in the palm of his hand.

, like those scattered bullet casings on the ground, it represents a human being executed by the Judge.

Silence spread between them.

After a long time, An Zhe heard Lu Hu say: "Let's go."

The wind in the middle of the night was too strong and the sound was blown away. Lu H's voice reached his ears, which was lower than usual.
Chapter completed!