Little Mushroom

Maybe it was three seconds, maybe it was four seconds, Lu Feng's fingers left the side of his face, the temperature was fleeting in the evening wind, and quickly dissipated.

An Zhe opened his eyes again and saw the back of him leaving, which was exactly the same as what he saw at the gate of the base that day.

At this moment, the snow-white lights suddenly lit up in the square.

An Zhe squinted his eyes, and Lu Feng's figure was blurred in his vision. When his vision became clear again, that black figure had been lost in the vast crowd.Soldiers from the city defense station came forward and carried away Du Sai's body.Her long brown hair was the color of honey flowing under the light, her eyes were closed, and her expression was very peaceful.An Zhe didn't know what she was thinking at the last moment, and maybe she never would.

Many people looked this way, and when the soldiers of the city defense station left, they began to whisper. An Zhe's hearing was good, and he caught a few words.Many people knew the hostess of the third underground floor of the black market. Some of them regretted the loss of a beautiful woman, and most of them feared that they would also be parasitized by monsters.

Soon, the guidance of the mechanical female voice sounded.

"Please wait in place. After 30 minutes, the trial court will start to investigate one by one."

The voice was soft and beautiful, but no one cared to appreciate it.People first looked at each other briefly, and then they immediately realized that at this moment, no one knew whether the people around them were really human beings.The crowd squirmed like an ant colony, and everyone tried to separate themselves from the people around them, no matter whether they knew each other or not. In the end, the chaotic crowd became a sparse grid.An Zhe stood at the very edge, next to the blood stain left by Du Sai.His gaze scanned the expressions of fear and trembling on the faces of the surrounding humans. There is no fundamental difference between the human base and the abyss.

A piercing voice suddenly sounded in the distance: "There is something on his face!"

Then there was the sound of movement, what appeared to be a violent fight, and then a loud argument, before 30 seconds later, a gunshot ended it all.

Dead silence.A deadly silence enveloped the square, even the sound of breathing was silent.If someone told An Zhe that the place he was in was actually a cemetery, and the surrounding humans were actually lined with tombstones, he would not doubt the authenticity of this sentence.

He looked around, wondering where Lu Feng was, but there were too many people, layer upon layer, and he couldn't find it.Finally, An Zhe turned his gaze back and looked at the marble floor of the square, which was palely reflected by the lights.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped.

Five meters in front of him, under a man's feet, there was a little brass flash.

His first reaction was that the bullet casing he was hanging around his neck had fallen off, so he quickly groped for the neckline, and through a layer of shirt, the small cylindrical thing stuck into his hand—he didn't lose it.

He stared at the ground, and took a few steps forward - the man next to him cursed and distanced himself from him.

"I'm sorry." An Zhe explained: "I dropped something."

After passing a few people and walking a few steps, he came there, squatted down, and picked up a brass-colored, cylindrical shell casing from the ground.

The moment he took it, his hand trembled slightly.

——It was the weight, pattern, and size that he was very, very familiar with. Holding this shell casing, he couldn't tell the difference between it and the one in his neck.

His heart beat violently a few times, he clenched it tightly, and stood up.

He thought that 5 minutes ago, Du Sai touched the worm-infested blister on his forehead, and realized that she herself could not be alive, and she must be executed by the judge.But while she was afraid, she seemed to want to get closer to the judge, so she took a few steps in that direction.However, before she could come to Lu Feng as she wished, the bullet penetrated her body.

Where was Lu Feng standing at that time?

An Zhe looked at the dark blood on the ground not far away - at that time, Lu Feng was standing where he was standing, or not far away, he shot.

What are shell casings?It's the jacket of the bullet, he knows it, and Anze has similar knowledge in his memory.When the bullet exits the chamber and is ejected outwards, the casing will bounce back and land on the ground.

There is no doubt that the bullet casing he picked up now belongs to Lu Feng, and Lu Feng is the master of the court.What about the exact same cartridge case he picked up in the field where the spores were discarded?Also has something to do with the Inquisition?

An unspeakable feeling flooded An Zhe's heart. He felt a fear that could be accurately described. If the spores were related to the Tribunal, the difficulty of recovering the spores could be imagined. It was impossible for him to ask questions directly. Admit yourself to being a mushroom.But at the same time, he also felt a sense of stability, at least now he had a little clue.

In this cranky time, 10 minutes ended.The mechanical female voice sounded again: "The buffer time is over, please line up in an orderly manner for infection screening, and please leave after passing the screening."

After the command was played in a loop several times, a big light was turned on in a place opposite the square, and people began to move slightly closer in that direction to accept the censorship.

Standing next to An Zhe seemed to be a father and son—it seemed to be a father and son, because one of them was older and had a beard, while the other was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old underage boy.

He heard the boy ask, "Why wait three and ten minutes?"

"The inquisitor is not a machine. You can tell that you are infected just after you have been bitten by a bug," his father said in a low voice. I have never been to the city gate, and there is a queue time of 10 minutes at the city gate."

The boy said: "Oh."

But then, he said again: "How did you find out?"

"Don't ask me," his father said, "I don't know how they can tell."

"I hear they kill whoever they want—"

"Shut up." The father's voice was short with a trace of fear: "Do you want to be shot now?"

As if to verify the father's words, a gunshot came from the other side of the square.

They immediately fell silent.

The inquisitor checked the crowd very quickly, and the interval between gunshots made people's teeth chatter.For a period of time, there was at least one gunshot every 10 minutes, sometimes several times in a row. After these several times passed, the judge stopped shooting for a long time. The father next to An Zhe said: "It's almost over."

The moment the voice fell, the gunshot rang out again, and the boy he was leading shuddered.

Humans who were judged as infected were killed on the spot, and those who were judged safe left from the opening. There were fewer and fewer people in the square, and people spontaneously gathered into a loose team and moved forward slowly. An Zhe stood at the end of the team, He counted each sound.By the time he himself approached the exit, the number had reached 73—he saw a stone pillar at the exit, with Lu Feng leaning against it, and under the light, a slender silhouette.Two judges were beside him, and on both sides were soldiers from the city defense station in heavy armor, blood smeared the ground in front of them.

No, there are not only bloodstains, but also things scattered irregularly on the ground, all of which are brass-colored bullet casings.

The father and son in front passed safely, and it was An Zhe's next turn. He took a few steps forward and stopped in front of Lu Feng.

Lu Feng was taller than him, so he had to raise his head a little to meet Lu Feng's gaze - and then he felt Lu Feng's gaze looking him up and down.

"What's in your hand?"

An Zhe didn't expect to be found even holding such a small thing in his hand.Facing the condescending and indifferent eyes of the judge above, he could only lift his hand and spread his five fingers to reveal the bullet casing lying in his palm, just like the scattered bullet casings on the ground, it represented a human being executed by the judge.

Silence spread between them.

After a long time, An Zhe heard Lu Feng say, "Let's go."

The wind in the middle of the night was too strong, and the sound was blown away, and Lu Feng's voice reached his ears, which was lower than usual.

An Zhe turned around silently and walked into the deep night.