Chapter 19 Counterattack Plan

Group Z team, lounge.

Ziyue was reading quietly with a book in her hand. Qingjing sat opposite and observed the crystal ball in front of her. The red leaves were still sitting at the end of the long table, with a pile of thick information in her hand, and her hands quickly tapped on the empty keyboard. There was some enthusiasm in her wise eyes, as if she had found an explorer in the New World. However, Lan Xin held a very old-looking parchment and showed a thoughtful expression.

Bai Wei is sitting on the sofa at this moment, closing her eyes while maintaining a strange posture, like yoga. After a while, her body slowly returned to nature and then took a gentle breath.

"Do you feel better?" Ziyue put down the book and asked softly.

"Well, it's a little better." Bai Wei breathed a sigh of relief, her face showed a relaxed look, and the loneliness in her eyes was much less: "It would be better than dying with a stigma now, or dying when he saved me..."

Speaking of this, Bai Wei's voice gradually faded down, and obviously did not completely sort out her mood: "Sorry, I..." Bai Wei stood up and walked out of the door.

At this time, Qingjing, who was sitting at the long table, suddenly clapped her hands and said, "I found Xiao Mo!"

"Oh?" Qingjing's words immediately attracted the attention of several other girls in the room, and they all came to Qingjing's side.

In the crystal ball, Mo Nem seems to lie in a dark and narrow place.

"What?" Bai Wei, who had already walked to the door, couldn't help stopping, and the electronic induction door opened automatically.

"He seems to be..." Several girls stared at the crystal ball carefully.

Bai Wei turned around a little distracted, but saw Mo Gree's head hanging upside down in front of her.

"Hi." Don't say hello with a smile.

"Ghost!" Bai Wei screamed and almost instinctively punched out her whole body.

"Bum!" A thin figure flew out like a broken kite, hit the wall of the corridor and splashed a pool of blood and slowly slipped to the ground.

"... crawling in the ventilation pipe..."

What is the wall stained with blood and scarlet silently talking about...

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"Really, I thought you were really dead. You would be shocked when you suddenly came out like this." In the lounge, Bai Wei said while wrapping a bandage around Mo Gree's forehead.

"No, I'm really dead. I died once just now." Mo greedy said helplessly. At this time, in addition to the thick bandage wrapped in his forehead, Mo greedy still had a plaster on his left and right foot, looking like a super serious illness.

"Well..." Bai Wei was silent.

"So, you came here to find us at the risk of being discovered by other managers and princes' guards, is it not for us to help you escape?" Ziyue asked faintly.

"Of course not," Mo Greed down the layers of bandages wrapped around his head, clenched it hard in the palm of his hand and said, "I want to reintegrate myself!"

"Oh?" Ziyue showed an interested expression: "So you have found the real murderer?"

"No, I found the truth," Mo Greedong said firmly: "The prince is not dead at all. Everything is just acting, in order to put our administration in a situation of unfairness!"

"Oh, so what's the purpose of doing this?" Ziyue continued to ask.

"Hmm..." Mo Greed quickly thought about it: "Ten* is for the mysterious tunnel of the headquarters. The gap between the earth and the so-called second largest country in the universe, neither the national strength nor the level of science and technology is a star. The only thing that can make them profitable is the plane channel. The waiter after the impact event Didn't the Chief of Wei propose to send an elite investigation team from China to thoroughly investigate this matter? I don't think that's their purpose, right?"

"So, what are you going to do?" Ziyue asked calmly.

"My wanted charge is the murder of the Three Princes of the Star Empire, so if this condition is not true, can I be said to be innocent?" Don't ask calmly.

"Oh? Are you going to find him out? Ziyue showed a faint smile.

"This kind of words can't make up for the injustice I have suffered!" Mo Greed up with an evil smile and said, "Didn't you convict me as an assassin? Then show him a real assassination operation... But I don't think I can do it alone..."

"Hey, what are you going to do?" Bai Wei said unexpectedly, "It's better not to mess around, otherwise the uncle will have serious consequences and will definitely leave a psychological shadow!"

"If it is based on the premise of leaving a psychological shadow on that bastard prince, it's okay...!" Mo Greed his shoulders carelessly and said, "I always feel very unhappy with this breathless words..."

"Are you a primary school student?" Bai Wei asked loudly.

"We will help you." Ziyue said calmly.

"Sister Ziyue!" Bai Wei said loudly in surprise.

"Don't you think this will be interesting?" Ziyue said with a faint smile.

"Zi, Ziyue..." Bai Wei was completely defeated and turned her head to another smart existence - Hongye.

"There are new results that I want to test." Hongye held his glasses and said lightly, "This is a good opportunity."

Bai Wei turned her head, looked at Lan Xin, who was still at a loss, and Qingjing with an excited expression, and lowered her head and sighed deeply.

"Then I'll make preparations. See you later." Mo Gree quickly left the room.

"Sister Ziyue, do you really don't care about your uncle's anger?" Bai Wei asked doubtfully.

"Don't worry," Ziyue smiled mysteriously and said, "Such an interesting thing can be completely blamed on Mo Greed. It won't affect us at all. How can we miss it?"

"Eh?" Bai Wei was stunned for a moment and then looked at the direction Mo Gree left: "That idiot... is dead..."

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VIP room.

Several A-level managers are still calmly guarding around the balance cabin, and the prince's bodyguard Hegula sits aside. Compared with before, he looks calm and confident at this moment.

And several men in black under him still stood behind him without expression, which showed that these people were well trained and of high quality.

Suddenly, several A-level managers made the same move. They either looked at their wrists or their chests, and their sight was the badges of the managers of the Administration.

Then an A-level manager stood up and said to Hegula, "I'm sorry, sir, we have received an emergency call from our boss, so we have to leave here for the time being..."

"I have full confidence in the elites trained by our stellar empire, so please go." Hegula said with some conceit.

Several A-level managers hurriedly left the room, and the room suddenly looked a little empty.

Hegula watched the managers leave. When they closed the door, Hegula looked back and quickly glanced at the men in black behind him, and then continued to quietly look at the news displayed on the light screen in front of him.

At this time, the door of the room was suddenly opened again, and a thin and agile figure quickly walked in.

"Is there anything else?" Hegula looked up at the man and asked.

Some people stopped.

Hegula stared at the visitor and felt a little familiar. Suddenly, an avatar flashed in his mind: "You are the one who delivers takeaway..."

Don't smile and suddenly pull out two guns from his waist.

Hegula was stunned for a moment, and then gently moved his hands: "Interesting... Come on!"