Thank you to Kung Fu Sese YY for the reward, and thank you all for your support.
Yesterday’s Chapter was missing a title, soone was out of it all weekend, sorry.
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After Lin Yi logged off, the clock pointed to 1:00 AM. The military computer was functioning as usual, with no incoming video call signals.
Lin Yi tried to dial Qian Qian’s video communication number, but there was no response for a long ti.
It wasn’t just his side; sothing must have happened on Qian Qian’s end too. That anxiety and unease in her eyes that night must have been caused by so incident.
Lin Yi decided to visit the David Sect’s district located in the nearby city in a few days. Since he couldn’t contact Qian Qian through video call, then he could only et her face-to-face.
The electrical power tripped, and the entire office darkened. Only the military computer remained lit.
A power outage? It had been many years since the Rand Military District experienced a power outage. Lin Yi didn’t get up, planning not to return tonight.
Using the dim light from the screen, Lin Yi opened the storage cabinet nearby, which contained bottles of red wine.
He poured himself a glass and drank it in one gulp, imdiately breaking out in a fine sweat.
The stench of blood he brought back from Military Road still lingered in his mind. The veins on his arm bulged as if the head of a serpent was still coiled there.
"What a terrifying ga, I can barely distinguish between reality and illusion." He lowered the office chair and covered his face with his hands.
Number Zero didn’t realize that her poisonous words had actually cursed the power supply of the Rand Military District, which hadn’t experienced a power outage in decades, to suddenly interrupt for half an hour.
At this mont, she was imrsed in the miserable situation of her military rits being distributed and a large number of military coins going missing. More than a hundred bodies, fat and thin, almost all in the sa posture, dead in the sa way.
"What a clean and decisive murder technique," Yijie inappropriately praised at a bad ti, "Number Zero, it’s your job to check what weapon killed these people."
Yijie also compared the wounds. Judging by the caliber, it wasn’t caused by gunfire. Looking at the wound itself, a single thrust had pierced through the abdon, intestines spilled all over the ground; it wasn’t the work of a blade either.
A few bodies were strung together like candied haws, shoulder to shoulder, feet together, lying flat and even next to each other—it must have been a one-shot hit. "It seems that the person who acted has a temperant similar to mine." Yijie didn’t forget to self-promote a bit.
"I’m responsible for examining?" Number Zero was clearly dissatisfied with Yijie’s words—him, a big man, avoiding bloodshed, sending her, a foolish woman, to the frontline to pull out intestines and pick up organs, and he still had the nerve to speak.
"Don’t you know that in battle, without a dic, Reconnaissance Soldiers double as undertakers?" Yijie selectively forgot that Number Zero was a woman and reasoned that from an army perspective, Reconnaissance Soldiers are observant and possess superior environntal exploration skills.
From the afternoon when Number Zero made use of the cellular network to skillfully repel the enemy, it was clear. In the situation where Yijie couldn’t see any leads, maybe Number Zero could analyze so aningful data.
Being outpaced wasn’t a big deal; after all, it was just a matter of a few hundred points of military rit. However, facing such a formidable opponent, one must prepare for the potential encounter and guard against the enemy next ti.
"Then let’s hurry up and find a dic to join us," Number Zero said helplessly, moving her feet around in search.
Eventually, she set her target on the corpse of the bandit leader lying under a tree.
Since there was no dic for now, Number Zero had to toughen up and step in.
Fingerprint collection? Blood sample analysis? All that is just stuff from i’er Jian Country and so VB television series. With no instruntal convenience, she could only make do with her two hands, eyes, and a nose.
The color of the blood at the scene was still normal. The gaping wound in the bandit leader’s chest stopped bleeding, and the blood had yet to clot. Whoever had fought off the bandits hadn’t left long ago.
What surprised Number Zero was that the soles of the bandit leader’s feet and heels were all worn through. The bandit leader was not wearing ordinary cloth shoes but boots with cowhide on both the front and back soles. Cowhide, unlike sheepskin, is tough and durable. To cause such wear would only be from dragging and crawling.
What kind of weapon could result in such consequences? So weapons started to sift through Number Zero’s mind.
The Investigation Manual provided by NPC Maggie was filled with biological reconnaissance information. Up until this point, Number Zero had been quite satisfied with the usefulness of the Investigation Manual. Although Maggie originally only supplied over 3,000 species records, for Number Zero, it was an inexhaustible treasure.
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