Chapter 187 Riot

"We are really lucky. The DNA test results of that little finger are out. It is from the same individual as the skin debris left on the electromagnetic gun. This can eliminate the suspicion of Yimer. Obviously, it is a trick of the enemy to frame him."

Hen gently waved a report sheet. Himiko took it and just glanced at it hastily, then pressed it on the table.

"But he still hasn't completely cleared his suspicion, right?"

Himiko looked a little listless today, and even gave Hen the illusion that "she doesn't care about anything."

No, maybe it's not "not caring about anything", but it seems that there is nothing more sad than a dead heart after some kind of "great enlightenment"?

"Well, there is nothing we can do about it, but Yimer staying in the interrogation room can be regarded as a kind of protection for him. At least he is separated from those dangerous poisonous pupae, and even if there is any fierce conflict in the future, he will not be involved... uh, wait a minute."

A light suddenly flashed in Hen's mind-could this be the original idea of ​​the person behind the scenes?

No, it shouldn't be. Why did those people protect Yimer? It doesn't make sense...

But before he could think about it and figure it out, Andre rushed into the compartment again. This time, he even skipped the step of knocking on the door.

"What happened again?"

It's breakfast time now. Logically, the first team should switch shifts with the second team after distributing breakfast to the poisonous pupae. Why did something happen again?

A feeling of heat spread in Hen's lungs.

"Captain, out of control."

"Out of control? What do you mean? Explain it clearly!"

"Out of control means... all out of control, fighting!"

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"Come out!"

"Come out!"

"Three, two, one... you're not going to open the door, right!"

"Boom!"

"What are you doing! Who gave you the power to do this! Ah——"

Mikael secretly peeked through the peephole and saw the angry soldiers of the first squad knocking roughly on the door of every dormitory in front of them. Those who opened the door obediently were pulled out and beaten with sticks without saying a word. Those who disobeyed were directly blasted open with micro explosives, and then beaten to a bloody mess and hung on the top of the corridor with ropes.

He let out a long sigh mixed with guilt and excitement, and disappeared just before the soldiers knocked on his door, leaving them with only a dormitory full of clues.

It was not until more than 20 minutes later that Hen arrived late, but he was unable to stop the first squad of soldiers who were out of control. As the chief instructor, if he had stood here when the turmoil just started, there might be a chance to nip the conflict in the bud.

But it was too late now. More than 20 minutes was not long or short, but it was enough for some people to make up their minds. So when Hen arrived, he saw thousands of poisonous pupae and soldiers from the first squad mingling in the narrow corridor of the accommodation area.

The poisonous pupae soldiers were unarmed, but compared to ordinary soldiers, they had been trained for years on how to fight in close combat. Fists, feet, elbows, knees, and even heads and teeth were their weapons. The soldiers of the first squad were afraid of accidentally injuring friendly forces by shooting, so they could only rely on iron bars and electric batons in their hands to fight with poisonous pupae.

In the dim light, no one could see the facial features of the person opposite, and could only judge the enemy by clothing or intuition.

The sound of fists and flesh colliding was heard everywhere, accompanied by cries of pain, screams and groans, and soon, the sound of bones breaking became more and more frequent. After that, the ground under the feet began to become slippery and sticky, and occasionally one could step on flying bone fragments and soft pieces of meat.

The beating lasted for nearly an hour, until Hen ordered the mecha troops to fire tear gas and flash bombs, and finally ended the farce hastily.

"What happened?"

Hen's tone suppressed anger and self-blame. After what happened last night, he should have swapped the first team with other teams as soon as possible!

No, maybe not. If this is what the person behind the scenes wants to see, then he will not let go of this friction no matter what... No, no, no, maybe this friction was directed by him!

Hen could even guess some details, such as the verbal conflict between the two sides through the door when breakfast was served, or the people of the Poison Pupa provoked the soldiers of the first squad again, so the conflict suddenly expanded from small to large, which was not surprising in the case of a bloody conflict.

The feeling of powerlessness continued to expand in Hen's heart-what kind of result do they want?

If this continues, just lay off the Fire Chaser Moth!

The smell of blood in the air rushed straight into his nose, and at the same time, the hostility in the chaos seemed to affect Hen invisibly.

He really wanted to ask [those people]-what do you want to do!

He was even about to put all this into action, but fortunately Andre, who was holding a statistical report, interrupted him.

"The statistical results are out."

A total of 87 bodies were carried out, and there were more than a hundred seriously injured and dying people, and everyone had minor injuries.

The question now is, how to deal with those injured from the Poison Pupa? ,

Hen took a deep breath, "put..."

He paused, and suddenly thought of Himiko's expression before, and a bold guess came to his mind.

His face began to switch between white and red, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.

In the end, he finally made up his mind.

Therefore, Hen's tone was more relieved, and his speech speed could not help but speed up.

"Well, concentrate the injured of the poisonous pupa in the No. 4 medical area."

"Huh? Isn't it a little too close to the staff headquarters?"

Andre instinctively questioned, but when he raised his head, he saw Hen's hideous face.

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"It looks like it's almost done. I have to say that the script given by the coalition government is really wonderful. I want to intervene and modify it, but I can't find a place to start..."

"This is normal. After all, those old guys think about this kind of thing all day long."

"Mobius, are you implying that I only know how to fight and kill?"

"I'm not, I don't, don't think too much."

In the meeting room of the Golden Courtyard, Mikael held a mobile phone in one hand and weighed a syringe in the other.

"By the way, is this thing they made reliable?"

"Of course not."

Mobius didn't even stop his work, "The principle is just to dilute the fusion factor so that people with stronger Honkai adaptability can continue to survive for a period of time after being injected with this factor."

"For a period of time?"

"What do you think? They only get the same power as ordinary Honkai beasts, and after being diluted, how much combat power can they exert? Even Mei's little follower's combat power before the operation is not as good."

"But to be honest, Mobius, their plug-and-play idea is still very instructive. Maybe we can use it one day?"

"Tsk!"

Mobius expressed his disdain with a short syllable.

"Compared to this, I still prefer the patterns they left on the syringe. To be honest, the artistic effect is good. If they framed me as my work, I can accept it."

"... You can pull it off, Mobius... Such a beautiful and meaningful pattern must be made by me even if it is to be produced."

Vilvi expressed her opposition fiercely.

Mikael rubbed his eye sockets, closed his eyes, and opened them quickly, and then turned his gaze to the fourth and last person in the conference room.

"Ying, get ready for the battle, Qianjie... Forget it, he might go too far when he starts to fight, is there any problem with you alone?"

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Mikael pursed his lips, and after a little silence, he continued:

"Okay-then, the action will begin in two hours. I... I'm going to... I have some personal matters to deal with, don't worry, I will be back on time."

As always, without waiting for the response of others, Mikael's figure had already disappeared.

Then, he appeared quietly in the courtyard of the sanatorium. Abonya clasped her hands together, looked up at the starless night sky, and had been waiting for a long time.

"Abonya, I'll leave the rest to you... By the way, Ellie doesn't know these things - from beginning to end."

"... [Please] rest assured, Ellie shouldn't know these things, and she won't know these things."