Go to your rules.
Xue Xue almost blurted out, but held back at the last moment.
She pressed her lips together tightly.
No one would be very happy going through something like this.
So even if Xue Xue's expression is really ugly, Zhu Xu doesn't mind.
It's just that the smell here is really unpleasant.
The deeper you go, the more you can feel a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere, like the water vapor shrouded in the woods in the middle of the night.
Until they came to a radiation-proof lead door that looked like an operating room.
The surrounding frame adopts a stepped structure with rubber sealing strips embedded. There are also two fully armed security guards with live ammunition standing on the left and right.
To Xue Xue's surprise, Zhu Xu's next move.
He raised his hand and tapped twice.
There is an identification system next to it.
Without waiting for Xue Xue's doubts, the door opened to both sides.
Because she had been in a state of insufficient light for a while, she had difficulty adapting to the suddenly bright vision and raised her hand to cover it.
Then, seeing Zhu Xu stop in place.
"Aren't you… not going in?"
Zhu Xu shook his head.
The man's posture is upright, his feet are shoulder-width apart, and his left hand is still holding the gun that just touched Xue Xue's waist. The lacquered tube body is pure black without a trace of impurities, it does not look like a real gun, but more like a realistic toy.
Xue Xue thought seriously about how much chance she had of losing now.
However, Zhu Xu seemed to see through her careful thoughts, and smiled slightly when the eyes of the two met.
"Miss Xue?"
Although his complexion was dark, Zhu Xu's big white teeth were well maintained, neat and tidy, and were exposed together with the pink gums.
Seeing that Xue Xue was in a panic, at the same time, he understood that the current situation had no choice.
So she retracted her gaze, took a deep breath and held it in, she mustered up the courage to walk into the interior space separated by a huge screen.
admonition room.
A place of penance.
Faced with the four walls that were made of unmodified cement and mahogany bricks, with a large area of white space, Xue Xue first thought of these two words.
After she quickly surveyed the surrounding environment, her eyes fell to standing in the center, with a tall body and a tall and straight posture, like a handsome boy, but with a pair of dark and deep eyes, as if they were closed in a misty fog, so people couldn't guess. The mind can't see the age of the man.
This is Mu Rong.
Since there was no direct connection, in Xue Chunan's memory, Mu Rong's appearance was not clear, and Xue Xue didn't pay much attention to it.
Only after reading Xue Chunan's memory, Xue Xue felt that if Mu Hui and Xue Mingzhu were the hero and heroine appointed by the will of the world, then Mu Rong might be the worthy villain.
It feels more reasonable that way.
However, because the system said it firmly, Xue Xue did not question it.
But after seeing Mu Rong, a strange sense of disobedience rose in her heart.
For no reason, but...
"Are you Xue Chunan?"
Xue Xue did not answer.
Her eyes were guarded, and it was just right, not targeting Mu Rong, but the surrounding environment.
After all, she had just fallen into a trap designed by someone close and trusted.
Since Mu Rong will find him, Xue Xue believes that the other party must have conducted a detailed investigation of Xue Chunan's situation.
Sure enough, in the face of her "rudeness", Mu Rong didn't say anything.
He just approached Xue Xue step by step.
Not heavy sounds, regular rhythms, densely blocked her ears.
Xue Xue wanted to step back, but under the man's gaze, her feet seemed to be rooted on the floor. She couldn't move with her consciousness. He could smell a faint sandalwood fragrance emanating from the man.
Xue Xue suddenly widened his eyes, and then he noticed that there were three sticks of incense standing on the slate table behind Mu Rong.
Just inserted in the censer, not lit.
"What are you looking at?"
Just when Xue Xue lost her mind, Mu Rong had come to her. The man was tall and thin. However, once he got close, he suddenly realized that the opponent's strength was only wrapped in his shirt.
Sandalwood and soap scented with strong male hormones penetrated into the nose, numbing Xue Xue's brain in an instant.
"Why don't you speak?"
A magnetic male voice fell in his ears.
"Am I scary?" he said, the interval between the two sentences was short, and there was no time for Xue Xue to answer. "Or... you can't speak?"
Xue Xue held her breath.
A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
The man's eyes didn't fluctuate in any way with what he said, and it was so calm that it seemed like he was looking at an inanimate object, rather than a living, flesh-and-blood person.
Xue Xue was horrified by her sudden thought.
But Mu Rong didn't know anything about Xue Xue's emotions.
He stretched out his hand, with a string of beads around his bony wrist.
The crescent-shaped nails were gray and white, and the fingertips with thin calluses brushed Xue Xue Guangjie's forehead full of water stains.
She shuddered after touching the man's icy skin.
"You're nervous."
It is clearly the most common four words, but it is like a trial when spoken by a man.
Solemn, solemn and unquestionable.