Fan Si's blood spread out in An Zhe's peripheral vision, turning a deep red color. When the people in line heard the movement, they also turned their heads to look here. After seeing this, their expressions turned back as usual, as if nothing happened.

.

But Vans died, a human was killed at the gate of the human base, and no one raised any objections.

So An Zhe suddenly realized that this person was the judge, the person Fan Si mentioned to him a day ago.

He is the master of the Tribunal, judging whether everyone who enters the city gate is human or alien. He can decide the life or death of anyone, no matter who they are, without any reason.

And now it's his turn to be judged.

Anzhe's heart beat violently for a few times at first. The moment he was pointed directly at the gun, he realized that he was really going to die.

But looking into the judge's cold green eyes, he gradually regained his composure.

Coming to the northern base was an inevitable decision for him, so accepting trial would be his end, no matter what the outcome was.

He silently counted in his mind for a few seconds.

one two three.

The gunshot didn't sound for a long time, and the judge pointed his gun at him and walked slowly towards this side.

The people in line seemed to speed up with a tacit understanding, and moved forward spontaneously. After a while, the place was empty except for An Zhe.

Eleven, twelve, thirteen.

When the fourteenth second was counted, the judge came to him, clasped the handle of the gun with his ring finger, lowered the muzzle, and then put away the weapon.

Just listen to him say: "Follow me."

His tone was cold and flat, just like his eyes.

An Zhe stood there waiting for him to leave, but after three seconds, the man had not moved yet.

He looked up in confusion, and then heard the judge's voice, which was colder than before, saying: "Reach out your hand."

An Zhe obediently stretched out his hand.

Click.

He shivered from the ice.

One end of a silver handcuff was fastened to his wrist, and the other end was held by the officer.

——An Zhe was taken away like this.

The strange thing is that when Vans was shot to death, the people in the queue didn't react at all. Now that he was taken away by the judges, they instead started whispering to each other.

Anzhe only had time to look back and glance at Fan Si's body lying sideways before he was pulled into the city gate.

As soon as he entered the city gate, he found that this was not a narrow passage, but a vast area, divided into several spaces. Snow-white lights were shining everywhere, and the lights reflected on the steel walls, like in winter.

The snow light reflects off the gray-white rock shale.

There were no fewer soldiers with live ammunition and heavy weapons than outside. Surrounded tightly by heavy weapons and soldiers, there was a long snow-white table, and three officers in black uniforms like the judges were sitting behind the long table - An Zhechai

This is the Inquisitors, with a human sitting opposite them. The Inquisitor is asking him: "How is your relationship with your wife? Didn't she come with you when you went out of the city this time?"

From Anze's memory, Anzhe learned that in addition to changes in appearance, demeanor and behavioral habits of infected humans, their sanity and memory would also be affected, so interrogation is also one of the ways to identify alien species.

The man who brought him in looked over and said, "Hurry up."

After the central judge said "yes", he looked at the person on trial opposite and said, "You can go."

The man looked like he was surviving a disaster, with a smile on his face, he stood up and quickly walked through the city gate passage.

So Anzhe knew that the man who brought him here was indeed the judge, and when he said "hurry up" he was not urging the judge to speed up the interrogation, but showed that he had judged in a moment that the person on trial was completely

A human being.

The next interrogator walked from the queue towards the long table. There was a long distance between the queue and the long table. There were several door-like machines in the middle. There were turns and ups and downs in some sections. An Zhe realized that this was to try to get as close as possible to the long table.

The judges demonstrate the movement characteristics of those on trial.

But he didn't have time to see more, because the next second he was led around a corner and walked into a long corridor.

The man took out a black communication device and said: "Inquisition, Lu H, apply for genetic testing."

An Zhe guessed that the two characters in the middle were his name.

Immediately, a mechanical door slid open in front of them, and Lu H walked straight in. An Zhe was dragged and staggered, so he followed.

This is a silver-white room, with unknown mechanical devices armed from the ground to the ceiling. Six soldiers are scattered around the room standing guard. Sitting behind a workbench at one end of the room is a young man with short blond hair, blue eyes, and a white coat.

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"Colonel Lu actually came here," the man pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Don't you always use bullets to solve all problems?"

Lu H said: "Please cooperate, Doctor."

The doctor glanced at Lu H, stood up, and said to An Zhe, "Follow me."

After following him, An Zhe was arranged to lie on a silver-white platform, with his limbs fixed by mechanical bracelets and ankle bracelets. The doctor said: "Don't move."

Then, An's arm hurt. He turned his head over and saw the doctor slowly drawing out a tube of bright red blood from his body.

The doctor said: "The color of your blood is very healthy."

An Zhe: "Thank you for the compliment."

The doctor was amused by his answer.

"The blood will be sent for genetic testing, which will take one hour. The whole-body enhanced scan is expected to take forty minutes, so don't move."

After he finished speaking, blue light appeared on the silver platform, and there was a low humming sound all around. There was no direction, and every particle of air was the source of the sound. The sounds from all directions reminded An Zhe of those distant nights in the abyss and the distant sea.

There is a dull sound of waves crashing, and when the night is darkest, the howling of unknown creatures will be heard from that direction, and waves that cannot be described in human words sweep across the entire rainy season land.

The electric current was like countless ants crawling and biting on his body. Forty minutes was not a long time for a mushroom. But Anzhe felt that these might be the last forty minutes of his life. He cherished it and looked at it carefully.

The mechanical patterns on the ceiling.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard Lu H say from outside: "Andre told me that your inspection methods have been upgraded."

"You are very well-informed," the doctor said: "We found that when the human body mutates, some special fragments in DNA are activated, and we name them target points. There are two targets for animal mutations and plant mutations.

Major categories. The improved genetic testing is performed in two processes at the same time, one is animal target detection and the other is plant based, which takes a total of one hour."

Lu h: "Congratulations."

The doctor laughed and said: "Colonel, if the time and cost of genetic examination are greatly shortened, will your court go out of business?"

"I'm looking forward to it."

"You're so boring."

They stopped talking.

Anzhe looked at the silver ceiling and began to think about his own species.

It's a mushroom.

The doctor said that variation is divided into animal variation and plant variation.

He felt that, first of all, mushrooms are not an animal.

Secondly, mushrooms don’t seem to be plants, they don’t have leaves.

An Zhe was confused. He tried hard to classify himself as a plant, but he couldn't find enough evidence.

It took him too long to think about this problem, and before he could figure out the result, the blue light disappeared from him like an ebbing tide.

"That's it." The doctor's voice sounded, and the mechanical ring automatically released.

The doctor continued: "Colonel, can I ask why you took him for genetic testing?"

"cannot."

The doctor was obviously choked.

He helped An Zhe up, asked him to sit down on the swivel chair beside him, and touched An Zhe's head: "Good boy, rest here for a while, I'll check the blood test results."

An Zhe just sat down.

And the judge colonel was sitting opposite, still staring at him coldly with cold green eyes. It was a young face with sharp outlines. On the edge of the hat brim and forehead, a few locks of black hair hung down, suppressing the slanted face.

Fei's eyebrows and the corners of his eyebrows were coated with a thin layer of cold light from this room, scratching him like a knife.

An Zhe was stared at coldly by such eyes. Mushroom was afraid of the cold. So he turned his swivel chair at an angle and turned his back to the colonel.

He felt colder.

After a long time, the doctor's footsteps finally sounded again, thawing the room: "The genetic report shows no abnormalities, you can leave."

After a few seconds of silence, Lu H said: "Are you 100% sure that he is a human?"

Doctor: "Although it may disappoint you, we did not find any targets. There are at least ten other infected people and alien species."

After speaking, he added: "Look, other children don't want to pay attention to you."

Then I heard the colonel say: "Turn back."

An Zhe turned back silently.

He dodged Lu H's eyes a little because he was really not a human being.

As a result, even his dodge did not know where he offended the colonel, and a voice like ice water sounded, "What are you afraid of?"

An Zhe said nothing. He intuitively felt that if he said too much in front of this person, he would be wrong, and he might be caught.

Finally, Lu H raised his eyebrows and said, "Still not leaving?"

Anzhe jumped off the chair obediently and left with him again - this time he was free and not held by handcuffs.

Halfway through, Lu H suddenly said: "When I saw you for the first time, I intuitively felt that you were not human."

An Zhe almost suffered cardiac arrest.

After reacting for three full seconds, he said: "Then... what about the second look?"

"This is my first time applying for a genetic test." The colonel stretched out his hand and handed the genetic test report sheet to him: "You'd better be."

Anzhe could only silently accept his orders, which were all normal. For a while, the only sound of their monotonous footsteps was in the silver corridor.

There was a turn near the exit, and they bumped into a team. The leader was a judge in black uniform. Behind the judge, two heavily armed soldiers held a man and walked over. Next to him was a tall man with a embarrassed face.

Short hair woman.

The judge saw Lu H and said: "Colonel."

Lu H glanced at the detained man. When he looked at him, the man's throat convulsed a few times and he said loudly: "I am not infected!"

The judge stood still on the spot and said to Lu H: "The infection is highly suspected, but there is no conclusive evidence. The family members strongly request a genetic test."

Lu h said a faint "hmm", and the soldier continued to move forward with the man in his arms, passing by Lu h. At this moment——

"Bang!"

Lu H put away his gun and walked out without looking back: "It's not necessary."

The man's body fell forward in an instant and was dragged by the soldiers. The woman who followed screamed and fell to the ground.

An Zhe turned to look at Lu Hu's expression. His eyes were so cold - An Zhe had never seen such eyes before. He knew that An Ze was always gentle, Fan Siping was gentle and generous, Huo Sen was full of greed, and Anthony was all on guard.

But Lu H was different, there was nothing in his eyes.

An Zhe thought that for the judge, killing someone might be more normal than breathing. He would not have any emotional fluctuations because of this because he was used to it.

An Zhe and Lu H quickly arrived at the exit of the corridor.

At the exit, two soldiers in simple clothes were waiting for him with a body covered in white cloth.

Anzhe knew it was Fansi.

His vision was hazy. He took a step forward, wanting to lift off the white cloth and take another look at Van Si's face, but was stopped by the soldiers.

The soldier reached out and handed a blue chip to him, and said in a calm tone: "The AR1147 mercenary team confirmed that there were no survivors, and the equipment and materials were recovered by the base. The loot was converted into currency, and it has been combined with the pension and distributed to the family members. Please claim the relics.

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An Zhe asked: "Where are you taking him?"

The soldier replied: "Incinerator."

His body trembled slightly, but he still didn't pick up the ID card.

Lu H's voice sounded: "Don't you want to?"

An Zhe didn't speak. For a long time, he raised his head and looked at Lu H: "He's really... not injured."

In those cold green eyes, he saw his own image, slightly widened eyes, a kind of calm sadness.

Lu H's face was still expressionless. When An Zhe thought that this man was going to turn around and leave next moment, he took a step forward.

The black gun butt opened the edge of the white cloth, revealing Vance's right hand.

An Zhe knelt down and looked. On the tip of his ring finger, there was a tiny red dot, like the most insignificant stab wound. However, at the edge of the red dot, an ominous drop of gray-black turbid liquid was slowly seeping out.

He was stunned, and in an instant, those scenes came to mind.

There were human blood stains on the ants' nails - on that day, Vans told him that the reason why some people conceal the truth about their injuries is because in places with low pollution, there is still a chance of not being infected after being injured, and

That person wants to go home.

So, so - the person stabbed by the ant's nails was not Anthony, it was Vance.

An Zhe had difficulty breathing and his fingers were trembling. He took Fan Si's ID card and put it in his pocket. He turned to look at Lu H, but it was empty next to him.

He stood up and looked outside, seeing a sharp black figure gradually getting further away under the gray sky at the city gate.

After a moment, there was a sudden noise behind him. He turned around and saw that it was the woman whose companion had been killed just now. She stumbled out and was stopped by soldiers again.

"Lu h! Judge——!" She struggled desperately and rushed forward, waving her arms in the air, shouting at the top of her lungs: "You will not die well——!"

Hoarse and sharp voices kept erupting from her chest, echoing throughout the building, but she didn't even get a look back from the judge.
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