He has red hair and a heavy beard. Although he is not tall, he has a strong build.
Coupled with the powerful voice and the flaming attack that was launched just when it was time to take action, the person called White has an image of a hero.
At this moment, the most eye-catching thing about the hero is his blue and black clothes.
The exquisite tailoring and cumbersome style are in sharp contrast to a group of people. At the same time, there is even a trident pattern with gold patterns on a black background.
That is the symbol of the Siren, which I have seen in the wasteland.
Obviously, unlike other prisoners, this one is most likely an accompanying prisoner.
This should also be why this temporarily formed self-rescue team vaguely respects his opinions.
For example, behind White, there was a woman who was much thinner and younger. No matter whether it was the attack just now or the questioning at this moment, she showed no sign of expressing an opinion. She just pursed her lips and looked around.
Besides looking the youngest, this one also seems to have the healthiest face.
The red lips and smart eyes are in sharp contrast to the black-haired lady here.
"But this will only make the pollution spread more seriously..."
Facing White's inspection, the black-haired lady looked back deeply, then continued to turn her gaze to the deformed cell door, and softly commented on his statement.
Under continuous destruction, the strange creation was completely reduced to ashes, leaving no trace.
But theoretically speaking, this is a troublesome place. There is no dust and the pollution spread rate is 100%.
"But it won't necessarily make our situation worse."
Unfortunately, White was obviously very confident in his own judgment and responded almost instantly.
"It's already infected, isn't it? It's better than running out and causing trouble while we're trying to find a way out."
As the saying goes, a real man never looks back at the explosion. When he sneered and asked, he didn't even glance at the results of his victory.
"Including this Ms. An."
The next moment, he directly dragged the hand of the person next to him.
The latter still didn't say anything, and obviously restrained the urge to pull back, allowing the other party to pull up his sleeves.
It's not snow white, but it's so delicate and shiny that even though the scarlet blood line is only very slight, it still makes it look ferocious and dazzling.
Of course, no matter what, it is still the least severe among all.
"Then you can call them Gil, Li, and Maester respectively... Who is this?"
Just when the black-haired lady was speechless, White pointed to her, her sports student teammates, and the two rescued people and introduced them in turn.
And when his eyes finally fell on Fu Qian, he narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought.
"You don't know him?"
The black-haired lady, Jill, finally screamed because of the last sentence.
…
Why is the name of the inmate brother different from that of other people?
In addition, it seems that Brother White is not only subordinate to the staff here, but is even a leader.
Of course, in terms of strength, he is indeed good enough to be a prison chief or something like that.
He instantly became the focus of attention, and even the atmosphere of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds was somewhat diluted by this, but he remained calm and composed before paying.
Ms. Gill's surprise was normal.
It was obviously a temporary team, but Brother White knew the names of everyone except himself, and even the nicknames for the inmates.
This level of familiarity, as mentioned before, is obviously a prison manager.
However, he didn't know his name.
This makes the already abnormal double room look even more suspicious.
Even in comparison, his fellow inmate, known as the Bachelor, reacted the most violently.
After all, he had thought about this problem before, but in the end he also didn't get the result.
On the one hand, it is a suspicious person, and on the other hand, according to the information provided by Jill, the source of Scarlet Fever has not been found so far...
However, although I can understand this, I don’t blame the warehouse for anything else.
It makes sense to go back to one code and come out to mix.
Although the identity setting is a bit perfunctory, compared to the beginning, I have already changed my face.
So much so that it would be useless even if Chief White knew all the prisoners.
"It doesn't matter, just call me a sinner."
With a chuckle, Fu Qian finally spoke, and even followed the cell culture and gave himself a congratulatory nickname.
…
"He is locked up in the same place as me, don't you know?"
More than one person was still on alert, even after Fu Qian introduced himself.
In the stalemate, Brother Bachelor finally tried to break the situation and asked White in disbelief.
"With you...why should I lock you together?"
The latter's brows instantly tightened and he asked back almost subconsciously.
And under this statement, even the palms of Ms. An next to him flashed gray-green for a moment, and she was full of hostility.
"Wait a minute, it seems like it's really..."
However, at this tense moment, Brother White suddenly remembered something and his eyes widened suddenly.
"Someone just arrived recently, his name, um...it was indeed me who arranged for him to be there..."
Staring at Fu Qian's face, it was obvious that he was trying his best to remember, and finally nodded and came up with a positive answer.
ah?
This conclusion suddenly made the atmosphere jump again.
I felt suspicious before and thought I had caught the culprit, but I didn't expect that an official certification came in the end.
For a moment, neither Jill nor the others seemed to know how to react.
Let’s just say, things have two sides.
Fu Qian smiled lowly again, obviously not paying attention to this embarrassing scene.
Being perfunctory also has the advantage of being perfunctory. It seems that the warehouse has given its status very rigidly. Not only is it packed into a rare double room, but there is no accompanying name of the prisoner, and there is not even a photo in the file.
This was indeed a doubtful point that would be exposed at the first touch, but combined with the current situation, it has a different kind of mystery - Brother White seems to be worried about the impact of Scarlet Fever on the brain.
It's obvious that this happened, but I can't remember the key information about the cause and effect, and I don't even have any idea of what it looks like.
Compared with being influenced by professionalism, it is obviously an easier possibility to think of the possibility that Scarlet Fever has become increasingly serious and caused memory loss.
In such a tense situation, once similar tendencies are shown, leadership will undoubtedly be questioned.
He must have been hesitating about his name just now, but in the end he still didn't want to get too involved.
"Since Mr. Sinner is fine, should we continue? Which way to go?"
At this time, a voice came from the side. It was Gill, who had been watching White's performance the whole time, and was already urging everyone to continue taking action.
Judging from the reaction, it's hard to tell how much she trusts White's words.
But it is just a broken ship with its own feet, and it would be too extravagant to try to cover everything.