Nightmare Attack

A small branch was placed quietly on the table.

An Xuan sat at the table and stared at the branches. No one knew what he was thinking.

Xia Meng tried to persuade him several times, but in the end, the words came to her lips and she had to swallow them back.

When An Xuan broke off Zuo Jing's fingers one by one, she was right next to him. If the rain hadn't covered up the sound, the crisp sound would have aroused suspicion among others.

But at the same time, An Xuan also exposed himself.

At least everyone knew that he and Zuo Jing knew each other and were teammates who entered the nightmare together.

But so what?

Anyway, the evidence that Zuo Jing protected before she died was enough to identify the murderer. In her palm, she held a broken branch tightly.

Before dying, why did Zuo Jing take out the broken branch from her mouth and hold it tightly in her hand?

This is unusual.

Unless this branch has a special meaning, to be more specific, this branch is her last words.

It was her silent testimony against the murderer!

"It's Youqi." Xia Meng said in a very deep voice.

After an unknown amount of time, An Xuan finally nodded. He wasn't as sad as he looked, at least he wasn't crying or had a painful expression on his face. He just sat there quietly.

But it just gave Xia Meng a feeling of being inaccessible.

She was not familiar with Anxuan and Zuo Jing, and they only had a temporary cooperative relationship. She didn't know the relationship between Anxuan and Zuo Jing, but judging from the behavior of the man in front of her, it was probably very unusual.

She wisely didn't ask, let alone disturb him.

Because it's not necessary.

"Do me a favor." An Xuan said suddenly.

"Keep an eye on Jiang Cheng for you." Xia Meng was not surprised at all. The conversation between the two was as dull as a cup of boiling water. "Don't let him interfere with you."

An Xuan nodded, "Thank you."

After exhaling, Xia Meng glanced out the window and said in a rare tone: "Just do whatever you want." She put her hands behind her head and continued: "I don't know anything anyway."

"I saw nothing and heard nothing." She looked at An Xuan's face and said, "After we got out, your people asked me how Youqi died, but I didn't know anything.

"Or" she thought for a while, "I can also say that Jiang Cheng killed him," she added: "And the fat man, they were together."

"That might bring you trouble." Xia Meng put away the branch and watched him put it into his clothes. An Xuan turned around and said, "I advise you not to do that."

Looking at An Xuan's face with strange eyes, Xia Meng nodded, "Go on."

"Jiang Cheng's status is special." An Xuan paused, and after a moment, he continued: "In this mission of ours, his survival priority is before yours."

Xia Meng's expression changed immediately. Just before she opened her mouth to ask a question, she was interrupted by An Xuan again.

He spoke very quickly, as if he was making the final statement: "In other words, we can sacrifice ourselves for you, but equally, when your life and his life are threatened at the same time, your sacrifice is inevitable."

"Why?" Xia Meng immediately asked: "Who, who gave the order, the top brass of your execution department?"

An Xuan shook his head, "No." He stared into Xia Meng's eyes and said, "More above."

Xia Meng's heart trembled.

After a while——

"Why are you telling me this?" Xia Meng stared into his eyes tightly, "These should all be confidential."

Xia Meng also knew a little bit about the history of the Night Watch. It could be said that it was a history book made entirely of blood.

The maintenance of such a huge organization naturally relies not only on firm belief, but also on strict laws and regulations.

It is said that there is even a group of people within the organization who are responsible for punishing insiders who violate their original oaths, betray teammates, or leak information. Rumors say that the bloody process is no less than the torture in medieval Europe.

"Let's consider it as a reward for helping me." An Xuan's calm tone dispelled part of Xia Meng's discomfort, "And you also discovered that the man named Jiang Cheng is not simple, right?"

Many scenes flashed before her eyes, all of which were scenes of meeting Jiang Cheng during previous missions. Frame after frame flashed through Xia Meng's mind. She was thinking and making judgments.

She didn't have the habit of trusting people casually, but she really couldn't think of a reason for An Xuan to lie to her.

After this cooperation, the two may not have the chance to meet again.

There was no need for him to cause trouble for himself.

"That's all I can say." An Xuan didn't even look at Xia Meng. He stared out the window. The rustling of the leaves was disturbing. "That's all I know."

Pursing her lips, Xia Meng still stared at him intently. The news he told was completely different from what she got. That was not what Uncle Gong said before coming here.

According to the agreement, she is the most important person in the mission.

Crimson's target is her.

Therefore, her survival priority should be the highest.

She was fully prepared before coming here.

There are three cards in total.

Jiangcheng Fatty is a bright card, used to help her share all the firepower that may come from Crimson, ghosts, NPCs, or other malicious players.

The clue newspaper is a hidden card. When to share it and with whom to share it. In short, it has only one purpose, to maximize your own interests.

Next came An Xuan and Zuo Jing.

These two people from the Night Watch Executive Department were his trump cards. They would not use them unless absolutely necessary. They were scattered and lurking in the dark, like killers dormant in the night.

There is only one purpose.

deep red.

They exist for Crimson and are here for this.