"Why, Tangtang, you are not afraid at all?"
Although Xi Mei's force was strong and she had cut down a lot of Da Jian and others, she still felt a little flustered and scared about what He Tangtang had just done.
There is also a difference in killing. The difference just now is roughly similar to hacking an enemy to death and roasting an enemy and then drying it in the sun.
As she spoke, Xi Mei turned her head and pointed over her shoulder at the dry corpse that had not been moved away.
"What are you afraid of? What's there to be afraid of? You are the enemy anyway, aren't you? You can still see blood when you hit someone with a knife. It sprays everywhere. I don't even need to see the blood like this."
He Tangtang said carelessly, chewing on the medium-rare and bloody beef. To be honest, he really liked the feeling of being scared now.
There were not many people left in the restaurant when the two were talking.
A meaningless assassination without any chance, it ended quickly. After the brief chaos at the scene, most people had left, leaving only people from the front army, official staff, and Han Qingyu and his party who still insisted on finishing breakfast.
They can't do it without eating. They will leave here by spaceship later and go to the next stop.
"There is a high probability that nothing will be found in the follow-up of this matter, right?" Han Qingyu asked in a low voice. In fact, he was still a little panicked at this moment. After all, this was his "first time" facing a knife, a gun, and an assassination.
He was trying hard to hold on, because it was Major Qing, and he wanted to appear as calm as possible.
But I couldn't eat anymore, mainly because I was disgusted by He Tangtang.
"That's right. Since a person is determined to die, he will definitely not leave any clues. But the source of that gun cannot be traced. We can try to find out in the direction of scientific research. But there is not much hope." Wen Jifei's eyes Thinking said.
"The problem is actually that this assassination seems to be meaningless at all, let alone successful." The young prince clasped his knuckles on the table.
"And the target is Qingzi." Wen Jifei frowned as he spoke.
At the same time that the two began to analyze, there were some people who had left outside, and finally some people began to return to their minds from accidents and chaos.
"Why do I feel like something's not right?"
"What's wrong? Except those two assassins are too stupid..."
"Too stupid it is worthy of doubt. Then, do you think the first knife just now, do you need to dodge?"
"Uh, he also took a plate, porcelain plate ... Okay, even if the subconscious flashes, why did he flash in the back of the bullet?
The doubts have actually come out during the discussion, but it has not triggered specific extension thinking, and there is no more doubt, because the name is Han Qingyu, and people instinctively do not associate too much.
However, Wen Jifei and others knew these unreasonable associations.
"Now the only explanation is that some people have already seen that Qingzi is wrong." Wen Jifei came to the first conclusion.
"So they ... test?" Yang Qing asked.
"Trying itself is worthless and meaningful. The key is they, what do they want to do, and what is logic?" Xiao Wang asked himself while thinking.
Wen Jifei: "If we assume that their purpose is to tell the world through this assassination that the current Major Qing is actually no longer Major Qing..."
Lord Lord: "Fighting human beliefs. Where are the specific benefits?"
This question remained silent. Because if you think about it, the answer to the question is actually very clear. There is no reason for the washing faction to combat human beliefs. But because this logic is too direct, it looks too shallow, too specific, the price is too high, and the operation of inserting people is too difficult.
Therefore, if you assume that the assassin is not a washing school, who will be left? for what?
The answer to the question did not appear in a hurry.
But breakfast was almost ate, and everyone got up and was ready to go to the airport.
Han Qingyu hesitated when he got up, and said, "Prove that I am fake ..."
Wen Jifei turned and smiled, "You are not false."
"Then the dishes. Prove that I am a dish, it can attack the beliefs of all mankind, really?"
Han Qingyu faintly knows the influence of the youth school, but it is not clear how big this influence is. If he can do not want to be so big.
But Wen Jifei quickly gave a clear answer: "Um."
"Shouldn't it be that old man? Chen Buxing is the invincible in the world. Why is it me?" Han Qingyu still wanted to try to struggle.
"This," Yang Qingbai on the side said with a gloating smile, "do you know what some people outside now call you privately? God of War, haha. For example, now you are the God of War and the old man is the statue."
The age of Chen is too hungry is too long, and it has been hidden for too long, like stories and legends. From the perspective of all mankind, the Sky War is what they see. Humans defend their own survival, the real first battle.
When Han Qingyu was in this battle, in front of the whole mankind, the knife of the sky was split, and he was slashed and killed. He is the fulcrum with the most belief at present.
At this point, his symbolic significance is greater than that of Chen Buxing, who did not take action in the Zenith War, and General Pochen, who was injured midway.
At the same time, the Zenith War, headed by Major The Qing, plus a group of young talents such as Pegmont, Wolfe, and Wu Shi, is also considered to be a battle where new human stars officially rise and shine.
They represent the future of mankind and the hope of final victory.
One of Weilan's recruitment promotion advertisements some time ago was called "Hope". The advertisement painted light and dark shadows, and there were groups of people on the dark background of the expedition. More than ten of them could be clearly identified, and Han Qingyu's back was at the forefront.
"...Okay." Han Qingyu muttered quietly and did not ask any more questions.
This was the first time that he clearly felt the tremendous pressure.
Don't want to take the responsibility.
Can't afford it either.
But there is no way to get rid of it.
…………
There was no answer to the question. As the group walked out of the restaurant and prepared to go to the airport, they passed by the newspaper column placed at the entrance of the restaurant.
Wen Jifei glanced casually and stood still.
"I think I understand."
Young Prince: "What?"
"Remember that news? The Alliance Council finally decided to include all six mothership-class pointed spacecraft captured by humans at the end of the Zenith War into the battle order. The reorganized fleet was named Star Expedition." Wen Jifei paused and said. : "The core word of this passage is actually everything."
"Then what? What does it matter?" He Tangtang asked blankly.
Wen Jifei: "Just put things together and think about it."
He Tangtang: "Do you think I can think about it?"
"After the Zenith War, mankind won and captured six large pointed motherships. These six motherships are now the only spaceships that mankind can use to go to the depths of space. They can be used for battles, and they can also be used to spark civilization. An escape, or a pure search for a new home in the depths of the universe." The young prince paused and said, "However, because of the unprecedentedly powerful belief of all mankind after the Zenith War, the Azure Council finally decided to make a desperate move and leave no escape route. Some people want to preserve this escape route. So they want to attack the beliefs of humans, especially those in the Blue Council, in order to break the current situation, so they choose to tell the world that the current Major Qing is actually a fake."
The little prince's combing made the whole clue clear.
He Tangtang scratched his head on the spot: "Oh, then who could they be?"
Yang Qingbai: "Or who is it most likely?"
Wen Jifei raised his head: "Yuanhang, Doctor Zhe, our friend."
