pure white believer

The force on Nan Ting's neck was gone.

The patrol captain seemed to be stunned for two seconds before realizing that the person he was looking for appeared in front of him in such a grandiose manner.He raised the right hand he had just withdrawn to signal, and the rest of the team members also came back to their senses and aimed at the direction of the second floor.

The consultant's hand resting on the fence stretched out his fingers and shook it downward, indicating that he had nothing in his hand.

"Why are you so nervous?" He said lightly.

Nan Ting's heart jumped inexplicably, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.He could almost hear a bit of comfort in the advisor's tone.

The patrol captain looked suspiciously at the second floor, and his eyes circled around the consultant again, as if to confirm that he was not lying.After a long time, he whispered something to a team member beside him, who immediately stood up, looked at the consultant warily, and began to approach the stairs with small steps.

Seeing this, Nan Ting immediately stretched out his hand to stop the opponent.

However, when he raised his eyes, he met the advisor's gaze.

The other party shook his head calmly.

Nan Ting's hand moved slightly, then dropped again.

Patrol members handcuffed the adviser.His movements were a little nervous, and he almost handcuffed his hands together, but the consultant unexpectedly did not resist.

Nan Ting heard the patrol captain beside him whispering "what's going on".It is true that anyone who sees an important suspect who has fled for several days surrenders so easily will subconsciously feel that this is some kind of trap.

But Nan Ting knew very well that there was almost no difference between Mr. Consultant himself and ordinary people, and anyone here could easily kill him.

For so long, he has relied on the protection of the base, and Nan Ting has been puzzled why he dared to leave so calmly.

Without waiting for anyone to urge, the consultant has already gone downstairs by himself.

When he passed by Nan Ting, he stopped again.

Nan Ting: "...?"

The consultant looked at him sideways, as if asking him if he wanted to go with him.

Nan Ting: "??"

He has no such thoughts for the time being.

Unexpectedly, before he refused with his eyes, the consultant had already said, "Aren't you going with me?"

Nan Ting: "..."

Just as he was about to shake his head, he couldn't bear it again—Mr. Consultant probably didn't mean to threaten him. Could it be that he just wanted to use the patrol to drive away a few other humans?If he really threw him to the patrol, he would not be able to escape smoothly by himself.

But why did he drive them away?

"you……"

Before the question was finished, Mr. Consultant nodded almost invisibly.

Nanting was completely confused.

The patrol captain probably didn't understand what they were talking about, and immediately looked at Nan Ting suspiciously.

He originally only intended to take away those on the wanted list.

"What's your relationship?" the patrol captain asked.

The consultant asked without answering: "What do you think?"

After leaving this sentence, he withdrew his gaze and walked straight to the door.The members of the patrol team had never seen such an active prisoner, and hurriedly chased him out, leaving the captain to look at Nan Ting alone.

After a while, Captain Gui Ting said, "You, follow."

Nan Ting: "..."

After being caught in the patrol car inexplicably, Nan Ting began to comfort himself. If they were going to any nearby base, at least the direction would be inland, which would not violate his purpose of staying away from the sea.

So he decided to start by asking, "Where are we going?"

However, no one paid any attention to him.The person in the front is driving intently, while the rest of the car is watching him and the consultant whose hands are handcuffed.

Nan Ting asked again: "Are we going to Base 4?"

That's the closest base to here.

Finally someone answered him.

"Quiet!" the patrol captain snapped.

Nan Ting: "..."

He turned his head a little aggrieved.These humans always talk to him in a fierce tone, not as good as when they were in the base before, at least everyone would coax him softly then.

"Mr. Consultant." He turned to look at the consultant again, "Where are we going?"

The consultant answered him gently: "Base No. 4."

"Come there by car? But it's a four-day drive from here to there."

"Not necessarily." The consultant said, "20 kilometers to the north of here is a war zone, I guess there will be a helicopter to pick it up."

Nan Ting: "The war zone?"

The consultant nodded: "Chi has recently been obsessed with hunting down dissidents."

"Quiet!" the patrol captain yelled.

There was a brief silence in the carriage.

"...he's always been obsessed with doing it."

After a while, Nan Ting spoke again.Now he lowered his voice even more, and after he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the patrol captain secretly, as if he didn't realize that he was talking.

The advisor let out a "chi" laugh.

"In this case," Nan Ting said again, "it's too late now, I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep for a while. If you arrive at your destination, can you please wake me up?"

After a while, the patrol captain realized that he was talking to himself.

Patrol Captain: "..."

He couldn't take it anymore.

Who is escorting whom?

Nan Ting was actually not nervous.Generally speaking, the positions of patrol officers are not very high, and they cannot directly talk to the highest officials.In addition, they were in the wilderness, so it took a certain amount of time for the news of Mr. Consultant's arrest to reach Chi.

In addition, as long as the news is not related to Wen Zhen, Chi will not be so persistent in rushing to the scene immediately.As long as he escapes quietly before his arrival, his whereabouts will not be revealed.

He was also really sleepy. Seeing that the other party didn't answer him, he pretended to be acquiesced, leaned sideways against the shaking carriage, and fell asleep after a while.

Nan Ting slept so deeply that he didn't wake up when the vehicle arrived at the destination and stopped amidst the roar of aircraft engines.

The patrol captain stretched out his hand and pushed him on the shoulder, but there was still no movement.

He was wondering how this man could sleep so soundly, and when he was about to push it a second time, someone grabbed his wrist.

The patrol captain looked up.

——The blond man sitting opposite him held his wrist and pulled him away with little force.

Then he stretched out his hand, lifted the unconscious man from the seat skillfully, jumped out of the car, and followed the team members leading the way.

Before leaving, he stopped suddenly, turned around, dropped something on the car, and then continued walking forward.

The captain took a closer look.

It was the pair of silver-white handcuffs that glowed coldly.

"..."

There was a sudden chill down his back.

When Nan Ting opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in a dark room.

He blinked in a daze, and recognized that the arrangement here belonged to the prison cells of the base.

A second later, Nan Ting jumped off the bed and scanned his surroundings with a high level of nervousness.

Soon, he recognized the difference between this place and the prison room of No. 1 base: the number 4 was written on the golden sign on the wall, followed by a logo belonging to the Alien Administration.

This is base 4.

...he's already at Base 4?

What time is it now?

After a while, Nan Ting could almost conclude that he did not fall asleep during the journey, but fell into a coma and lost consciousness, otherwise he would not even know that he was brought here.

But the question is, why did he fall asleep for no reason?

"Is anyone there?" Nan Ting tried to call out.

No one answered.

Even the consultant who asked him to follow him, disappeared for a while.

Maybe he's just in another cell?Or be escorted to the interrogation room.

But Nan Ting still had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He has never been to Base 4, but the layout of each base is the same, including the prison.

So he checked in and out of the room again, and finally, his eyes stopped on a small whiteboard hanging on the wall.

His name, Nan Ting, is written on the whiteboard, which means this is his cell.

Nan Ting stared at it raptly, and suddenly felt a little nostalgic illusion.

——When he was unable to speak, he always wrote on an identical whiteboard. After writing, he could gently erase it and write new content, which was very convenient.

He actually likes chatting with others, even if he can only write on paper.But there is always no one to chat with him, and as time goes by, he forgets that he likes it.

Although he shouldn't miss that time at all, but seeing the familiar objects now, he feels somewhat emotional.

But this nostalgia did not last long.

Because after approaching the whiteboard, Nan Ting suddenly found that his name was followed by a twisted line.

He inexplicably felt a little weird, and looked closer, and found that the bottom of the line that was zigzag and then bent—like a question mark.

……question mark?

Nan Ting suddenly reached out and lifted the whiteboard off the wall.

For a moment, he felt that he was being paranoid, but it was just a stain, so there was no need to be so suspicious.

But when he turned the whiteboard over, all hesitation was completely shattered——

There are two short lines of text on the back of the whiteboard.

It is a handwriting that he can recognize at a glance, has appeared on copies of the diary of the materials countless times, and has been read repeatedly by him:

It doesn't matter,

I forgive you.

With a "snap", the whiteboard slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground.

At the same time, there was another movement at the door:

Someone knocked on the door three times.

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