The son is also bringing the creditor to the door today

Chi Mo had never felt that 10 minutes was so fast, the little guy blinked at Chi Mo, and before the iris came, he got under the girl's skirt, and the little guy was completely covered by layers of fluffy gauze.

"Okay, you can go." Iris came over to chase people away expressionlessly.

The girl nodded, put on her scarf, and walked out. Suddenly, one of them lost her balance, and a small foot was exposed under her skirt, and she quickly retracted it.

Chi Mo's nervous heart was about to jump out of his throat, but Iris didn't seem to notice, and continued to lead the girl out of the cell.

Chi Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and Lao Yang hurriedly served the meal: "Okay, my son is here too, hurry up and eat."

Chi Mo gave Lao Yang an embarrassed look, took the job, and finally ate.

"This little guy is so charming at such a young age." Sao Mao said with emotion: "When I was that old, I would only get kicked out if I got into a skirt."

"That's not it." Lao Yang smiled boldly: "The little guy must be a handsome guy when he grows up. Girls who are obsessed don't want it. Brother, you are too cowardly. You are so miserable without a son. Look at that Little guy, everything is booming everywhere, children, it’s good to exercise more without parents.”

Chi Mo smiled warmly, conscious that he was making a fuss over a molehill, after a few mouthfuls of food, he took out strawberries and peaches, and shared a few with each of them to replenish energy.

Chi Mo threw a few plums to Taoist Yu, they were black and red, and looked very appetizing.

Taoist Yu squinted and smiled, savoring the last meal before the trial seat.

Early the next morning, the four of them were taken out of the dungeon. In order to cope with today's scene, Chi Mo washed his face and entered the building refreshed.

The Judgment Court was transformed from a western-style church before the end of the world. It can accommodate many people. There are tables and chairs on the altar on the upper floor. It used to be the place where the priest stood, but now the leaders of the two factions sit on it.

The chair in the middle is empty, that should be the seat of the city lord.

The four of Chi Mo were arranged behind the long table in the first row, handcuffed and handcuffed, and there was a "clang clang" sound when they moved.

Lao Yang swallowed nervously. Wen Yang came from the outside and waved to the black faction in the spectators. He was still wearing the same black leather jacket, looking suave.

"Look, how did you get caught?" Wen Yang stroked the stubble on his chin, raised his eyebrows and looked at the four of them.

He was clearly a little thinner than before he left, but he still put on a playful smile, as if he didn't care about anything.

"Don't worry, our three treasures of the black school, and your 10.8, I will keep everything I say." Wen Yang raised his chin coolly.

"Wenzi, don't compromise for us." Lao Yang was extremely sad.

"In the current situation, look at the seats. The white faction and the black faction have some strength to join in the fun. If we black faction don't make some guarantees to make the base feel at ease, no one will let us go." Wen Yang In a low voice, "Besides, the black faction has always been unrestrained, and it is right to impose some restrictions. It is also conducive to the development of our base, isn't it?"

"Don't think about it too much. Even if you didn't make such a mess, this change will happen sooner or later. You have said everything you need to say, and there will be no more problems."

Chi Mo didn't expect that one of his actions would involve the rectification of the black faction, and he felt extremely guilty.

"I'm sorry." Chi Mo lowered his eyebrows: "I will take all the responsibilities."

"Okay, we're all one family, so what's the difference?" Wen Yang raised his eyebrows at Chi Mo, went up to the altar, and sat on the side of the Hei faction.

The leaders of the black and white factions have arrived, the only thing missing is the middle seat, and everyone is waiting for one person.

There was a faint sound of cheers outside, all the way in, Chi Mo turned his head, a group of people came against the light, and they consciously made way out, their eyes full of worship and admiration.

The man's figure was tall and straight, and his gestures and gestures showed the nobility of a superior, and his stern face showed even more temperament. Chi Mo felt a "thump" in his heart when he saw it, and turned his head quickly.

"The City Lord is still so majestic and mighty..." Sao Mao's eyes lit up.

"Oh? Brother, why are you sweating?" Sao Mao looked at Chi Mo curiously.

Chi Mo took a deep breath and wiped off the sweat from his temples. How could it be Ruan Zhixin? Chi Mo clenched his fists tightly. It has been so long, they should have forgotten each other, right?

Yes, just pretend not to know each other.There are many people who look like them in the world.

Chi Mo continued to take a deep breath to calm down.

The man sat on the seat, and there was a man standing on the left and right, with a mustache and a man who looked like a professional secretary.

It just so happened that Chi Mo recognized the secretary. Chi Mo's heart beat violently when he saw Secretary Chen's gaze.

"Let's get started." Ruan Zhixin looked up sternly and swept across the spectator seats, and there was no sound in the church.

An iris flower went up to the altar and read aloud the document that was read to four people in the dungeon three days ago. After reading it, she bowed to the city lord and got off the altar.

Ruan Zhixin glanced at the four members of the black faction, paused slightly, and did not speak.

"Now, it's up to the black party to defend."

Chi Mo attended and bowed to Ruan Zhixin as usual.

"This incident was initiated by me alone, and the other three were all hired by me." Chi Mo was calm and looked directly at the people above.

"Everything has a motive." Mustache took a step forward, "Tell me your reason."

Chi Mo smiled slightly, without losing his scholarly demeanor.

"I heard that some of you can tell lies. Please listen carefully to what I say next."

Chi Mo took out the ID card he had prepared from his pocket and showed it to everyone.

"My name is Chi Mo, and I was a professor in the Biology Department of Xijing University before the end of the world. After the end of the world, I was brought into the Yanjing base to conduct investigations on the living dead in the Yanjing base research institute."

Mustache came down from the stage, took the ID card from Chi Mo's hand, and handed it to Ruan Zhixin for inspection.

Ruan Zhixin held a small ID card, smiled slightly, and played with it between his fingers.

"Professor Chi?" Ruan Zhixin looked at Chi Mo below, and beckoned. Immediately, Iris came over and opened Chi Mo's ankles and handcuffs.

"Our Northwest Base has always treated talents well." Ruan Zhixin looked at Chi Mo up and down: "I heard that the Yanjing Base is in good condition, why are you willing to come to our barren land?"

"I'll tell you the truth." Chi Mo could hear the thorn in the man's words, and became serious: "Yanjing Base treats researchers very badly, and the director of Yanjing Research Institute also died in the struggle of the upper echelons."

"In order not to be affected, I can only leave Yanjing base." Chi Mo expressed a helpless expression.

"Then why did you come to our Northwest base? And take people to the Qiyi Glacier?" Mustache stroked his baby beard, his eyes bright.

"My mentor, Professor Lan Yiyuan, was the first scholar to discover signs of the end of the world, and he has conducted in-depth research on the origin of the end of the world." Chi Mo expressed solemnly: "I was studying my mentor's essays at the Yanjing base, and found that my mentor had been there The Qiyi Glacier, the grassland near the Qiyi Glacier, has strange signs before the end of the world, I suspect that the Qiyi Glacier is a source of the end of the world, so I took people to investigate, but I didn't expect the ice wall to collapse."

Mustache looked at the stage, Secretary Chen said something in Ruan Zhixin's ear, Ruan Zhixin's eyes dimmed.

"Are you an ice-type power user with an attack index of 10.8?" Mustache looked at Chi Mo, "Why don't you join the white faction? If you enter the white faction and report this matter, we can do better."

"I'm new here, and the first people I came into contact with were the members of the black faction. They treated me very well, and I don't know much about the white faction." Chi Mo was polite: "After these few days of observation, the white faction is indeed rigorous and Efficient without losing the human touch."

Mustache smiled a few times, and rolled his eyes: "The result of the trial requires more than half of the people to find you innocent, and I also have a vote. Our Northwest Base advocates power, and at the same time respects science. Compared with cultural level, I am a decisive contest." But you, why don't we try the power? If you beat me, I think you are innocent."

Chi Mo looked at Wen Yang inexplicably, and Wen Yang shook his head quickly, like a rattle.

Mustache noticed Wen Yang's movements, and smiled: "To tell you the truth, my ability is the spiritual department, which allows you to tell the things you want to hide the most in your subconscious at the moment. If you are really innocent, you can get along with me I will try."

Chi Mo's complexion changed slightly, this ability was simply too much.

"Why, don't you dare?" Mustache laughed sarcastically: "How many things have you been hiding, and you dare not tell them?"

Chi Mo subconsciously glanced at the spectator seats, and Taoist Yu's body was already tense. From the corner of his eyes, a woman's smiling face looked out of place in the seriousness.

Chi Mo looked over, and it turned out to be Meng Ya!Not far from Meng Ya, sat the girl with dark skin and big eyes.

The little girl looked nervous, she didn't seem to be with Meng Ya.

Chi Mo suddenly found the empty chair next to the little girl, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

"I've said everything I can say." Chi Mo's attitude was firm: "I have the right not to compete with you for other things that involve my privacy."

"Now we're talking about business, so what does your privacy have to do with it? Could it be that there is someone above who is your lover, and they are afraid that they will confess their sweetheart?" Mustache was puzzled.

Ruan Zhixin turned his head slightly, feeling like he was called out for no reason, how could it be?This person clearly looked like he had never seen him before, probably he was the one who was thrown away after being teased.

Chi Mo was inexplicably embarrassed, and the mustache approached step by step.

"I'm doing it for your own good. If you can say it, it can increase your credibility. If it's really irrelevant privacy, it's not a big problem. Someone once said that he wanted to sm, but he was found not guilty in the end? Mustache's dangerous eyes narrowed: "Now is the time to save your life, you don't have the right to take care of your privacy."

"Uncle, don't bully my father." The immature voice broke in suddenly, and both Mustache and Chi Mo were taken aback.