[BL, MTL] I'm Not Shouldering This Blame

Chapter 46: Pragmatic

Evening of November 22.

The wind whipped up the leaves and stuck to the car windows, and the sky was foggy, and the sun had long since disappeared.

Guan Ling opened her sleepy eyes, and she heard a familiar shout from the car behind her.

Over and over again, it is just a few sentences: "I have not committed a crime, you can't imprison me", "I want to expose you, and expose it in newspapers and TV stations".

A man wearing a mask and a white coat kicked and hit the struggling middle-aged man and sent him into the car. A girl in the back shrunk her neck, so scared that she couldn't move, and the white coat stood next to her and explained: "The scars on your body have been tested for unknown substances, which may be contagious, and you need to be quarantined for a period of time. "

The girl was a book wearer, and she turned to Hopeway for help.

Howe didn't react, as if he didn't care about the situation at all, and walked into the car with a relaxed demeanor.

The vehicle quickly started and drove out of Guan Ling's sight with all the companions who had been with him for a few days in the abandoned world.

"I miss it?"

The person with the rank of major sat in the car and looked at Guan Ling inquiringly.

This young woman, who was only twenty-four years old, leaned on the back seat of the car tiredly, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "The last time you came to me, you said that you would see you again soon, just to wait for me to be embarrassed and suffer?" "

"Miss Guan misunderstood."

Zhang Yaojin was holding several transcripts in his hand, which were the relevant answers of those people who had just been sent away about the accident in the hot spring scenic spot, the road damage and collapse, and the studio murder.

Some of them are talking nonsense, and some will just say they don't know.

The middle-aged man shouted that he had been attacked by wild animals and demanded compensation, and when the police asked him how he appeared on the road and how he met the others, he pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"What did Howe say?" Guan Ling suddenly asked, she can read the newspaper placed upside down, and her eyesight is good, Major Zhang's movement in flipping through the transcript is not fast, and the content is roughly read by her.

"He's a surprise to me."

Zhang Yaojin took out a copy of the bottom of the transcript, which was full of handwriting, the pen power was light and heavy, and there were large traces of cross-out, showing the inner emotions of the policeman who made the record.

Howe recounted in detail what had happened in eight days.

Although in the eyes of the police at the police station, Huo Wei needs to be sent to a psychiatric hospital for treatment.

"Where are they going?" Guan Ling looked in the direction where the car had disappeared.

"Red Dragon's secret base, it's safe enough to ensure that when you re-enter the forsaken world, you won't even have a place to rest and sleep." Zhang Yaojin's tone of voice carried a convincing force, and even if he wanted to refute, he could not resist the might of his soldiers.

Guan Ling is just an ordinary urban white-collar woman.

She was silent for a while, and couldn't help but say, "Isn't there anyone in them who awakens the ability?" "

"After a few hours of observation, it seems that a person with abilities below the C rank needs to enter the forsaken world more than twice before it is possible to awaken."