Boss, I want your pheromones

Chapter 91

After the voice fell, the entire dark room was suddenly terribly silent.

The speculation about the conspiracy designed by the elders made Qi Jiangran's legs feel like lead, and he could hardly move.

The young man raised his hand lightly, clasped his nails against the wall beside him, managed to stabilize his figure, and tried his best to adjust his breathing, trying not to look so pale and embarrassed.

After walking the steps, Qi Jiangran even pulled a smile on his face.

The first thing that comes into view is the entire wall of instruments of torture, those who recognize it and those who don't, reflect the cold light.

There are two people standing in front of the torture device, one is an old man with gray hair and a kind smile at first glance, but the light in his cloudy eyes is as sinister and bloody as the torture device behind him, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters.

Qi Jiangran locked his eyes on the old man's face, he knew that this was the chief elder.

"Major Yu, look, isn't our guest here?"

After Chief Fang saw Qi Jiangran, the smile on his wrinkled face suddenly deepened, he turned around and said to Yu Hongxi with a smile.

"But it's probably because some of my subordinates did not do things seriously, and accidentally hurt the guest."

The originally clean and tidy military uniform of the young man standing not far away has been soaked in dark red blood stains in many places. The wet blood dripped down the young man's fingers and dripped on the floor of the dark room, splashing bright red flowers. flowers.

Cold sweat was faintly visible on the pale face due to excessive blood loss, but there was still a smile on the light-colored lips.

"Major Yu, I wonder if this guest looks familiar to you? He was 'invited' from the Central Military Academy."

Qi Jiangran controlled it, shifted his gaze a little, and flickered past Yu Hongxi's face.

The light in the dark room is almost only relying on a small incandescent lamp. The too sharp light outlines the young man's face more and more coldly. There is a faint layer of black and blue under his eyes, as if he has not rested for many days, but the pair of phoenix eyes are deep. It's like a tunnel in the deep sea.

With just a brief glance, Qi Jiangran couldn't discern any emotion from Yu Hongxi's eyes. If he looked again, he would fall into Chief Fang's hands.

He pretended to look away as if nothing had happened, but just knowing Yu Hongxi was standing there, his eye sockets were already a little sore, and the wound that had been numb from the pain seemed to be revived, and every comparison was heartbreaking.

"Chairman Fang was joking, so he looks familiar. On the night Sha Yunting was killed, I personally brought him out of the jungle. How could I not recognize him?"

Qing Leng's voice was a bit tired and hoarse, but his tone was very calm, with just the right amount of doubt, as if he really only met him a few times.

When Chief Fang heard Yu Hongxi's answer, his cloudy eyes froze for a moment, as if he was looking for the strangeness in his words.

"So, Major Yu doesn't know that this freshman of the Central Military Academy is actually a human disguised as a changeling?"

Yu Hongxi's hands were behind his back, and his stern face was expressionless: "Of course I don't know. But how did Chief Fang know his identity...Since he already knew, why didn't he hand it over to the Central Committee of the Military Department for processing?"

In the corner where the light couldn't reach, the young man's bony hands turned white from exertion, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

The extremely dark pupils of the eyes were covered with a layer of cold and indifferent cold light, reflecting the pale and wounded young man not far away, as if looking at a stranger.

Only Qi Jiangran keenly grasped what kind of pity and anger filled the young man's phoenix eyes under the cold light of a fragile camouflage.

Fortunately, both of them know that what to do now is the best protection for each other.

Chief Fang's cold eyes moved back and forth on them, and after a long silence, he let out a low laugh: "Isn't Major Yu still refusing to tell the truth?"

"At the scene of Sha Yunting's death, some witnesses saw you staying with this phantom. Could it be that the major is so forgetful that he doesn't remember what happened a few days ago?"

Yu Hongxi curled his lips, and asked coldly: "I don't know which witness Chief Fang heard from? At that time, the freshmen were frightened when they met the gangsters. I'm afraid it's hard to say whether the testimony they gave was fabricated or imagined." Bar?"

"It doesn't matter if Major Yu doesn't admit it right now. Originally, I asked the major to come here to meet with this phantom beast first, and I planned to settle this matter privately."

"What the major said is that the words of a frightened student cannot be taken too seriously. So didn't I also submit the testimony to the Central Committee of the Military Department?"

"Although a phantom is a rare species, its risk factor is too high. It has always been banned by the empire. In the end, it is just a livestock, so you can just kill it, right?"

"The relationship between him and the major is a trivial matter. However, if it involves the murder of the young master of the Sha family, it must be investigated clearly. Otherwise, the Sha family will not refuse, and our elders will have a difficult time."

Chief Fang turned his gaze to Qi Jiangran who was not far away: "Although you are now a death sentence, as long as you answer my question well and the information you tell is beneficial to the empire, I can make the decision and let you live. "

Qi Jiangran's throat tightened, and before Yu Hongxi could speak, he answered, "The information you want to ask is the story of Sha Yunting's murder?"

The pain of the wound made the young man lower his eyes, his eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and his cheeks were stained with crystal tears.

He described the process of Sha Yunting's murder in detail. At the end, his voice was nasal: "If you don't believe me, you can ask the witnesses you mentioned..."

"It is said that phantom beasts can plunder the pheromones of other species and put people to death silently. Whether Sha Yunting was killed by gangsters or by you, those few witnesses may not be able to tell. ?”

Chief Fang sneered: "Major Yu, look at this phantasmagoria, it really doesn't cry when it sees the coffin, and it doesn't use some interrogation methods. I'm afraid he doesn't know the rules of the empire."

As soon as the words fell, there were footsteps coming from the steps, and two cronies of the Fang family pulled Qi Jiangran directly, wanting to lead him to the wooden frame where the prisoner was bound.

The hands of the two confidantes directly pressed Qi Jiangran's wound. The young man gritted his teeth and accidentally bit the tip of his tongue. A bloody smell spread from his mouth immediately.

Just after being pushed and shoved for a few steps, the boy's eyes darkened for a while, and suddenly he felt the confinement behind his back loosen, and a familiar cold scent lingered in his nose.

Panting for breath, he raised his eyes and saw that Yu Hongxi had arrived in front of him at some point.

"What is Chief Fang doing?"

Under the half-fearful and half-frightened gazes of the two Fang family cronies, Yu Hongxi used his pheromones to force them to let go of Qi Jiangran, and quietly protected him behind him.

His eyes slid across the face of the little phantom beast inch by inch, and there was love and comfort in his eyes that only Qi Jiangran could understand.

"Even though Chief Fang is the Chief of the Presbyterian Church, he plans to lynch in his own mansion without evidence, isn't it appropriate?"

[The author has something to say]: It's really a little abuse, you don't believe me, don't you believe Major Yu?!