Bulwark of Light

Chapter 158 Death Trial
On the top floor of Huaqi Building, all the sounds disappeared.

It's as quiet as a cemetery here.

The lingering sound of "I object" is still reverberating, before Lu Nanzhi finished all the follow-up speeches... The projected light curtain was shut down by the angry old man, and Zhao Xilai was holding the wheelchair handle tightly, with a gloomy expression as if Water can seep out.

Now no one laughed out loud.

And all these reversals happened so quickly... so that some people still had smiles on their faces, which was very embarrassing.

The only one who is consistent from beginning to end is Choi Zhongcheng.

"Jingle Bell--"

Soon, the dead silence on Huazhi's top floor was broken by the ringing of the phone.

The call sign of more than one person's social account was dialed, and the bells rang one after another. The high-level executives who were holding champagne and preparing to celebrate looked weird. They knew that the "gold masters" who were in close contact with Huaqi's various projects were on the phone... …these people have one characteristic in common.

They poured a lot of money into the "Awakening Act" project.

Cui Zhongzhong glanced at his caller ID.

He didn't pick it up.

Instead, he silently waited for the ringtone to end.

"The New World project team needs to consume a huge amount of funds... Huaqi has sought different partners across five continents... These people share risks and share benefits together."

Mr. Cui leaned over and whispered in Mr. Zhao's ear: "Obviously, just now, Lu Nanzhi's declaration had a huge impact on the New World plan."

You don't need to connect to know.

How angry those funders are on the other end of the phone.

"……I can not understand."

Zhao Xilai regained his composure.

He looked at the celebration venue surrounded by flowers and boxes of champagne that hadn't been drunk before.

Sure enough, everything today is a joke.

It's just that I am the biggest joke.

He clearly left everything to Lu Nanzhi... She had already won the election, and all she had to do was nod her head.

As long as she nods, the banner is hers, and the seat of parliament is also hers.

Then everything will be hers!
Why... object now?

"It's really... a witness to history."

Zhou Jiren silently looked at the light curtain of the conference table that had returned to silence, and sighed softly.

He knew that the candidate's speech did not mean the final conclusion of the bill... Lu Nanzhi's declaration was more like a declaration of war.

What follows will be a "real war" that will affect the fate of tens of millions of people.

Even though thousands of people don't know it.

"By the way, just to remind you, before the election... Lu Nanjin returned to the capital." Mr. Shu smiled softly, put down half a cigar, and left Huazhi Building.

The youngest daughter of the Lu family, has she returned to Dadu?
The old man in the wheelchair was a little dazed, lost in thought.

Zhao Xilai felt a little ridiculous at this moment.

He sincerely feels his own "aging". The years have brought him rich experience and supreme status. He still holds the lifeblood of most countless people, and still enjoys the omniscience and omnipotence gathered by thousands of information. Even the escape of a fly cannot be hidden from his eyes.

For example... the meeting between Lu Nanzhi and Ye Ningqiu in the Liberty Auditorium was known to him in less than a minute.

But the beginning of aging is not invisible.

It's seeing it, but not realizing it.

Aware of it, but unable to make the correct response.

True aging is...sluggish, hesitant, unable to judge.

He didn't even know what caused the current situation. He was no longer as sharp as he was when he was young.

After a long time, the old man asked softly.

"Lu Nanjin returned to Dadu, why didn't I know?"

Cui Zhongzhong, who was holding a wheelchair, replied in a deep voice: "According to your instructions, I have compiled the relevant files. Your habit is to read them once a week. Tomorrow is the date for you to read the files."

"Ah……"

Zhao Xilai lowered his eyebrows and smiled.

So... is that so?
True aging is also arrogance, arrogance, and laziness.

Mentioning Lu Nanjin, Cui Zhongcheng said in a low voice: "There is a video, I think you should take a look at it, it has been circulated in the parliament these days...Zhou Jiren set up a 'special action team' in Dadu. The core members of the team are Gu Shen, Lu Nanjin, and Chen Mei. The three of them are investigating the case of the S-class suspect 'Xiao'."

……

……

Chen didn't raise his head.

He stared at the incandescent lamp overhead.

This interrogation room is as silent as a thousand miles deep under the sea.

Three days.

Zhou Jiren only delivers one meal a day... This eating frequency does not cause any discomfort to Chen Mei. A high-level transcendent who has mastered the Dacheng breathing method can reduce his energy consumption to an extremely low level to cope with harsh natural conditions.

The absolute silence and loneliness during these three days were his real enemies.

The holy wood bound him.

Red silver wrapped the interrogation room layer by layer.

The ability of "time delay" is useless here... He couldn't break free from the holy wood, so he could only be crushed to death in this small interrogation room.

Has that video been circulated?

Did owl see it?
Thoughts spread like thousands of strands of seaweed. For Chen Mei, who has the ability of "time delay", being imprisoned in the interrogation room is a real torture, because his time will only be longer than three days...

He would rather, all guesswork, have a result.

suddenly.

"Bang bang bang."

Someone knocked on the door.

Zhou Jiren would never knock on the door.

Chen Mei frowned, looking at the strange visitor who walked into the interrogation room, in his own eyes... this is no longer a human being, but a vague shadow.

As soon as this shadow appeared, it gave me a feeling of majesty and height in my heart.

This is a majestic man.

The other party sat opposite the long table in the interrogation room... This sitting made Chen Mei's hairs stand on end. When facing Zhou Jiren, he didn't feel this way at all.

Because he knew that even if Mr. Shu was the great adjudicator of Dongzhou, he still had to be afraid of his own identity.

But the man in front of him was different.

He didn't say a word, but he carried a killing intent.

This is an extremely dangerous person!
This guy... could really kill himself.

"I ask, you answer."

That fuzzy shadow speaks very concisely... no self-introduction and no extra nonsense.

He took out a photo.

Zhou Yu's photo.

"Is it an owl?"

How can there be such an interrogation?How can there be such a question?
Chen was not completely stunned. When he realized that his reaction was the answer to this question, he quickly raised his head. The shadow had already taken back Zhou Yu's photo, "Where is Xiao now?"

"I refuse to answer."

Under the pressure, Chen Mei gritted his teeth and gave such an answer.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

The incandescent light projected on the table changed very slightly.

The originally snow-white light curtain suddenly appeared an extremely fine black shadow, which was difficult for the naked eye to catch, but it was actually a very high frequency flicker... To the eyes of normal people, it is no different.

But in Chen Mei's eyes, the picture of light grains trembling was too obvious.

The next moment, the entire interrogation room, tables, chairs, and the ground all began to tremble at extremely high frequencies.

Numerous fine and continuous internal impact sounds surged out.

The moment he sensed the abnormal blazing light, Chen did not hesitate to activate "Time Slow".

"Crash-"

Everything in this interrogation room fell into a frozen slow motion.

Due to the violent tremors, the red and silver glass shattered instantly, and due to the "slowness of time", the complete glass fragments showed a scene of slowly splashing——

Chen was not bound by the holy wood with his hands tied behind his back to the holy wooden chair.

He lowered his head and saw that the floor beneath his feet was also slowly cracking and collapsing.

Fiery flames gushed out from the cracks in the floor beneath their feet like a sea tide.

"This is……"

When Chen didn't see the flames spewing out from the gap, his expression suddenly changed. He knew exactly what these flames meant... A high-yield high-explosive, no matter what level of extraordinary person it is, it is impossible to use his own body to destroy it. Hard resistance to this level of explosion.

But what made Chen Wei's hair stand on end was that the snow-white blurry shadow opposite him didn't even intend to move a step.

He just sat there.

His voice was cold and his speech was steady, like a dead person.

Shadow spoke again.

"Xiao...where are you now?"

(End of this chapter)