Wu Er looked at Gu Qiqi suspiciously, trying to find evidence of deja vu from Gu Qiqi's delicate face.
But no.
He had never seen this bright and picturesque woman, but cold and calm.
And why does he always feel that there is a lingering sense of familiarity? What the hell.
Wu Er was wondering, but Gu Qiqi's resounding conclusion sounded in his ears: "These people were killed by the imperial army."
"What?" Wu Er lost his voice, everyone was shocked
Especially the prince who had been silent all this time, when he heard the conclusion that the imperial army had killed someone, he clenched his palms tightly, and the veins on his forehead burst out.
He has been in charge of the imperial army for many years, and the military style has been cleaned up. Every soldier loves the people like a child. How could he do such a tragic and despicable thing
He's only been away for three years, is it that big of a change
Facing everyone's shock, Gu Qiqi remained as calm as water: "This road is the only entrance for the imperial army to enter Hanbei Ridge. In terms of time, the last batch of troops drove over two days ago, and the time coincides. In terms of the method of killing, are you familiar with the weapons of the imperial army? Look at the bullets and knife wounds left on the victim's body, and you can tell it at a glance."
Each weapon leaves different traces after killing.
The bullets of the empire are different from those of country s.
If there is anyone who is most familiar with the weapons of the imperial army, it must be the Palace Lord.
However, Gong Jue did not step forward to check.
On the contrary, it was one of his mercenaries who rushed up to check it out curiously, and smacked his tongue when he came back: "Fuck, boss, it was really done by the Imperial Army. It's the model k0258, and it's also exclusive to the imperial army."
Gong Jue remained silent for a long time.
In fact, he already had an answer in his heart, the same answer as Gu Qiqi's judgment.
It's just that this answer was too cruel, and he almost didn't want to face it.
three years.
Even though he left the core of imperial power, left the team he loved, and dismissed those people who misunderstood him, he did not hate the soldiers in his heart, and hoped that they would be stronger, better, and more loyal to guard the country.
but now
I don't know how many people were in the killing team, and what percentage of them they accounted for in the imperial army
How could such an undisciplined, bloodthirsty and cruel team beat people from country S
Gongjue was worried.
Wu Er squeezed his chin, pondering everyone's conclusion suspiciously: "You all say that the imperial army killed your own people, but I can't figure out their motives for doing so. If there is no plausible reason, I don't think At the moment of the war, they have the leisure to kill these helpless villagers, it doesn't make any sense at all."
"Meaning" Gu Qiqi interrupted him coldly, "Killing people needs meaning"
Wu Er was stunned, because Mao felt that lingering sense of familiarity again, feeling that he would be speechless if he said anything.
This feeling is very uncomfortable, especially when being suppressed by a woman, he couldn't help retorting: "If it doesn't make sense, then why do you say they kill people?"
Gu Qiqi asked back: "Didn't you notice that these dead people are different?"
"Yes, they are all old, children, and young and middle-aged." Wu Er straightened his neck and tried to argue with Gu Qiqi, trying to compete for the upper hand, but in the middle of the conversation, he suddenly stopped automatically.
Because, he also suddenly discovered something was wrong, and understood Gu Qiqi's intention of asking him back.
Among the dead, all were old people, children and men.
what about young women
not a single young woman
what does that mean