novelsite Chapter 727 What kind of riddle are they playing?!
Chapter 727 What kind of riddle are they playing?!
Chapter 727 What kind of riddle are they playing?!
After handing over Sun Yuxin and the other two to General Tan in person, Shi Sijin and the others did not linger for a second and decisively turned to leave.
Looking at Sun Yuxin, who was still unconscious, General Tan instinctively wanted to leave her there or take her back to the Second Legion.
After all, he didn't want to bear the consequences of Sun Yuxin, the purifier, falling into a coma.
However, Shi Sijin and the others didn't give him a chance to speak. The moment they turned around, everyone tacitly activated their hover shoes and flew away in the blink of an eye.
General Tan, the words already on the tip of his tongue, remained silent.
Actually, if he really wanted to stop them, he could have done so with his strength.
only……
As a general, is it not too unbecoming of his status and demeanor to personally block people's way?
The thought flashed through General Tan's mind.
In that moment of hesitation, Shi Sijin and the others, who were the last person to walk, disappeared from his sight.
After Shi Sijin and the others left the gate of the Seventh Army Corps' base, they immediately split into two groups.
The squad led the prisoners toward the Second Army's encampment, while the rest of the men returned to the forest without hesitation.
They need to go back and find Jiang Ci!
But before they had flown very far, Zhuo Juntao's voice rang in everyone's earpieces.
"Ziyu, come back. Boss isn't in the forest right now."
The group, who were rushing towards the forest, suddenly braked and stopped in their tracks.
"Where did he go?" Shi Sijin asked urgently.
Zhuo Juntao paused for a second before replying, "The boss is fine, Commander Shi, don't worry."
Shi Sijin frowned, dissatisfied with his answer.
However, she was afraid that if she continued to ask questions, it would disrupt Jiang Ci's plans.
In the end, Shi Sijin had no choice but to return to the Second Army Corps' base.
Marshal Shi, who was stationed at the Second Army Corps' base, also heard the conversation on the combat communication channel.
At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something, his brows furrowed, and his face showed deep thought.
After returning to the Second Legion, Shi Sijin went straight to Jiang Ci's office.
But after waiting for a long time without seeing anyone return, he finally couldn't help but stand at the gate of the Second Legion's base, arms crossed, staring out with a dark expression.
However, even as darkness fell, he still hadn't seen the person he wanted to see.
Just as Shi Sijin was getting impatient and wanted to contact Jiang Ci via his terminal, a spacecraft appeared in the distance, rapidly approaching him.
Shi Sijin narrowed her eyes dangerously, secretly assessing whether the people in the aircraft were friend or foe.
However, before he could figure it out, the aircraft flew past the monitoring area of the intelligent defense system outside the gate.
The aircraft that did not trigger the defense system must have friendly personnel inside.
The wariness in Shi Sijin's eyes dissipated, and he saw the aircraft slowly stop beside him. The window of the cockpit opened, revealing Jiang Ci's face.
Compared to when they were in the forest, Jiang Ci still had a cold expression, but the murderous aura around him had obviously subsided a lot.
"Get in." Jiang Ci looked at Shi Sijin with cold eyes and gestured for him to sit in the passenger seat.
"You still know to come back." Shi Sijin said this, but she moved very quickly and came to the passenger seat in a few steps.
Before he could even sit down, his gaze was drawn to the person in the back seat of the aircraft—a stranger with his hands bound. But the next second, Shi Sijin looked away as if he hadn't seen anything, and sat down in the passenger seat without changing his expression.
At this moment, Zhong Jingfeng calmly withdrew his gaze from Shi Sijin, showing no intention of asking him for help.
"Do you know where your father is?" Jiang Ci asked as he activated the aircraft.
Shi Sijin glanced at Jiang Ci, didn't ask a single question, and simply pointed him in a direction.
Jiang Ci stopped talking and quietly controlled the aircraft, flying along the route pointed out by Shi Sijin.
A short while later, the aircraft landed outside a house.
After Jiang Ci got out of the aircraft, he pulled Zhong Jingfeng out of the back seat and dragged him into the house, regardless of whether he wanted to or not.
Shi Sijin frowned as she watched Jiang Ci looking like he was about to cause trouble. She glanced at the terminal screen with concern, where she saw the messages he had exchanged with his father.
After learning that Jiang Ci was going to see his elderly father, he used his terminal to inquire about the situation with his father, and the reply he received was that he was waiting for Jiang Ci to arrive.
Is there something she doesn't know? Shi Sijin's eyes flickered, and she quickly followed Jiang Ci ahead.
In the living room filled with interstellar metallic style, Marshal Shi was calm and composed, showing no signs of tension, and was drinking milk tea with pearls through a straw.
"Chewing, chewing, chewing..." Just as Marshal Shi was carefully chewing the pearl in his mouth, several footsteps came from afar.
He looked up and first saw Jiang Ci's face, which was colder than usual, and then he saw Zhong Jingfeng being dragged in.
Then, just like Shi Sijin before him, his expression remained unchanged as he calmly shifted his gaze back to Jiang Ci.
Zhong Jingfeng recognized Marshal Shi at a glance. His calm expression froze instantly, followed by an undisguised shock.
Has the higher-ups finally decided to purge after all this time?!
Shi Sijin, who followed Jiang Ci in, immediately locked her gaze on Marshal Shi, but she couldn't discern anything from his face from beginning to end.
"Marshal Shi." Jiang Ci pulled Zhong Jingfeng to a stop, his cold eyes fixed on Marshal Shi, as if trying to see something out of him.
"What's wrong?" Marshal Shi looked calmly at Jiang Ci, but his eyes were extremely oppressive. He said, "You're not calling me Uncle Shi anymore."
If he hadn't taken a sip of milk tea after saying that, and then continued chewing the tapioca pearls in his mouth, his imposing presence would have been quite intimidating.
At least, Zhong Jingfeng was genuinely shocked by him, but the shock that had just surfaced was suppressed by his constant chewing.
What on earth is he chewing on there?
That art style is totally off!
Zhong Jingfeng inwardly screamed, his face already stiffening and twitching uncontrollably.
Jiang Ci maintained a friendly attitude towards Marshal Shi, but did not respond as usual.
His eyes remained unmoved, cold as blades, fixed directly on Marshal Shi.
For a moment, the living room was so quiet that only the sound of Marshal Shi chewing pearls could be heard.
Standing on the other side of Jiang Ci, Shi Sijin looked at Jiang Ci, then at her own father, weighing whether she should interrupt at this moment.
After a long while, Marshal Shi swallowed the pearl in his mouth and then slowly said, "Do whatever you want."
"...It's time." Marshal Shi said this somewhat vaguely.
After he finished speaking, he took a sip of milk tea and continued chewing the tapioca pearls that went into his mouth along with the milk tea, "Chew, chew (￣～￣) chew!"
Zhong Jingfeng, who had been watching him intently as he chewed without stopping, couldn't help but twitch his lips again. "..."
"?" Shi Sijin, who was a little lost in thought, looked at Marshal Shi with a puzzled expression.
What kind of riddle are they playing?!