It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 642 Trophies

Pashan was stunned by Yalana's blow, and it took him a few seconds to react. "Mom! Can you please stop hitting me?!"

The sixteen-year-old boy was already taller than his mother. Yalana looked particularly small next to Pasan, but she had a very imposing presence.

"You dare talk back!" She raised her hand and slapped him again, this time hitting Pashan hard on the back of the head.

Pasan was furious, his face flushed red, and he roared, "Stop hitting me!!!"

After venting her anger, Yalana was overcome with grief and began to cry in Pashan's arms again, "Why did you kill someone? I've taught you to be a good person since you were little, and you actually killed someone! Murder is illegal, don't you know that?! How could I have given birth to such a beast like you, waaaaaah..."

"I didn't kill anyone!" Pashan roared again.

The inspector in charge of the interrogation sneered, "If you didn't kill anyone, where did you get your cards?"

"Can't I pick it up?! Who says picking up cards is illegal?!" Pashan retorted, sticking out his neck in defense.

"A patient in the ward next to yours said that you confessed to killing the nurse, and that you also encouraged other patients to attack the nurse. Is that true?" the inspector continued to question.

"You said it but didn't do it. So what if I said it?!" Pashan's attitude was tough, but when he glanced at Yalana looking at him with tears in her eyes, his domineering tone softened. "...Bragging isn't illegal, hmph."

The inspector replied coldly, "Bragging isn't illegal, but murder is. This case has severely disrupted the security and order of the quarantine zone and is extremely heinous. We'll detain you for a few days, and once we've completed the investigation process, we'll execute you by firing squad."

Yalana's legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground.

Pashan panicked and dared not deny it any longer. "...I was really just bluffing. That nurse died on her own. It has nothing to do with me!"

The inspector slammed his hand on the table and roared, "What normal person would die on their own?!"

“She was pregnant and was doomed to die anyway! What does it have to do with me?!” Pashan yelled at the inspector. “If you don’t believe me, go ask Amir! All the nurses who committed suicide went to him and entrusted their belongings to him before they died!”

The office's soundproofing was mediocre; people inside could shout loudly, and those outside could hear them too. However, both were speaking Mogu, so only Baozi, who was wearing an interpreter headset, could understand them.

Baozi relayed Pashan's words to Pei Xianjue and added, "This child used the Hundred-Armed Giant's ability to destroy two vehicles, causing injuries to several team members inside. However, he lacked knowledge of the cards, and his second form lasted less than two minutes before he fell into a coma due to exhaustion. The team members on site saw that he was still a child and did not kill him. In addition, the refugees suddenly rioted and needed to be investigated and questioned, so they captured him alive and brought him back."

As Baozi spoke, he gestured for Pei Xianjue to look at the table against the wall. "We found these things under Amir's hospital bed. They should be the belongings he mentioned."

“It’s not a keepsake…” Ling Feiran said softly.

Baozi and Pei Xianjue, look over here.

Ling Feiran walked to the table, picked up a flute from the table, looked up at the two and said, "These are spoils of war. The relics were his excuses to deceive Pashan. Amir viewed death as a kind of performance art. He used music to lure people into despair. If someone has psychological trauma, it is difficult to escape Amir's musical trap."

Pei Xianjue gritted his teeth in hatred, his face dark as he said, "To actually allow alien species to take advantage of the chaos and move into the quarantine zone is a serious provocation against the security construction of the quarantine zone."

Baozi sighed, "There's nothing we can do. The current monitoring equipment can't accurately distinguish between infected people and aliens. The accuracy should improve with future upgrades." The interrogation room door opened, and the inspector came out, bowed to Pei Xianjue, and said, "This child seems innocent and likely isn't lying. Furthermore, the autopsy reports of the nurses who had incidents in the ward all came back normal, consistent with suicide. Do you think a second round of interrogation is necessary?"

The second round of interrogation requires bringing in personnel from other provinces, such as inspectors who can read minds or have hypnotic abilities.

However, it is clear that Pashhan was manipulated by the aliens and was unaware of the inside story. Sending people over would only be a waste of human resources.

As Pei Xianjue pondered, Ling Feiran spoke softly, "Will Pashan be executed?"

Pei Xianjue was startled and found it strange. Even though Ling Feiran was standing right in front of her, she had the unsettling feeling of a ghost whispering in her ear in the middle of the night.

“We’re just trying to scare him. Minors aren’t subject to the death penalty, and he’s a refugee, so his identity and age are sensitive. But we can’t let him off so easily after causing such a big problem…” Pei Xianjue pondered. “Why not send him to a construction site for labor reform? They happen to be short of people there.”

The inspector in charge of the interrogation said, "He was lucky. In the country of Lorias, anyone who colludes with aliens, regardless of whether they are controlled by cards, their age, or their status, will be sentenced to death without any reason."

The inspector was clearly indignant, feeling that the quarantine zone was like the farmer and the snake, but Pei Xianjue was at a critical juncture in her life and that accepting refugees would benefit her public support, so she could not afford to leave any flaws in this regard.

Ling Feiran didn't care what punishment Pashan would receive; she just felt sorry for Yalana.

She put down the flute in her hand and looked at the other odds and ends on the table.

There are headscarves with exotic flair, uniquely shaped pendants, as well as ordinary hair ties, keychains, and a small diary.

This is Wen Yi's diary, which has been read by many people, so the edges of the pages are slightly curled.

Ling Feiran flipped to the last diary entry, where a few lines were hastily written: "I can't be found out, I can't let anyone know I'm pregnant, I have to keep this child..."

Seeing her reading her diary, the inspector said, "We've investigated. Two months ago, a mutant hijacked a car on the highway. Because it didn't know how to drive, it caused an accident. The mutant died on the spot, and only one of the five family members in the car survived. That person was Wen Yi. Sigh."

“No wonder she wouldn’t make a sound even when she was in excruciating pain…” Ling Feiran’s doubts were finally answered.

The inspector sighed, "Her parents, husband, and children are all dead. The one in her womb is essentially her last blood relative in this world. It's only natural that she would be reluctant to part with him. However, she was too foolish. It's too risky for someone holding a card to conceive. Currently, only the Kingdom of England is conducting experiments in this area."

Ling Feiran put the diary back in her hand, thinking: Wen Yi may not be unaware of the risks involved, and may have hesitated, but Amir has discovered the black hole in her heart, so how can she possibly survive?
Come to think of it, if that person hadn't lent a helping hand when I was standing on the railway tracks, I probably would have ended up like Wen Yi.
And then there's Feng Ling; the cards Feng Ling sent saved her a second time.

Everyone around her was trying to save her, which made Ling Feiran feel that her life had become exceptionally precious.

—I want to live well.

—I will never try to die again. No matter how difficult it is, I will live.

She thought to herself.