You're sending max-level players to be cannon fodder?

Xie Wencheng sat in the chair, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Zhong Xun didn't ask any questions, and instead extended his spiritual tentacles.

The moment Xie Wencheng's mental energy was picked up and straightened, he felt like he had arrived in heaven!

"I helped Zhao Lingnan escape, don't you think I'm a traitor?" Zhong Xun spoke first.

Xie Wencheng regained some of his composure from his euphoria and sighed, "How should I put it? Anyone else would have been detained long ago, but when Brother Meng called us on a mission to intercept you, even though it involved pollutants, no one suspected you."

"At first, I couldn't understand it either. I thought you were bewitched by the pollutants, but from beginning to end, you didn't admit that they were pollutants. You called her by her name, Zhao Lingnan."

Zhong Xun understood something from the last sentence: "Is she alright?"

"I'm fine. I was just asking Sun Chen last night if you were alright." Xie Wencheng opened his eyes, his composure tempered by unwavering rationality. "Actually, I understand you now. Who would have thought?"

Zhong Xun suddenly looked at him: "The results are in?"

"Not really, we can only say there's a hint," Xie Wencheng continued. "Do you remember the biological information left in Bai Qingqing's fight case? It was because of this that we noticed Zhao Lingnan. Everyone has been assuming she's a contaminant, but they've overlooked the fact that contaminants wouldn't deliberately leave behind human information."

"Or rather, it is impossible for pollutants to replicate human genes so seamlessly."

Xie Wencheng could never forget the withered, black arm that reached out to assist in drawing Zhao Lingnan's blood, and the gradually filling, deep red blood in the syringe.

The pollutant was black blood.

Although the blood sample was full of contamination levels, the genetic code, unique to humans, was indeed wrapped inside.

Zhong Xun's seemingly fantastical words landed heavily on the ground at this moment, revealing an unprecedented idea. Professor Lü, hunched over the machine, his pupils flickered and his face stiffened, remaining silent for a long time.

Human genes are also evolving, as Zhong Xun once said.

Once those overlooked details are pieced together, they are enough to reveal an unbelievable truth that has long been hidden in the black fog.

The mental tentacles separated the last two knotted strands of mental energy. Zhong Xun asked, "But it's a fact that I violated the rules. According to the regulations, what should be done?"

Xie Wencheng was incredulous: "You could have just pretended not to know, why are you rushing to accept the punishment?"

"Could this be an exception? Or should the tribunal change the rules?"

Xie Wencheng was speechless for a moment.

He really couldn't understand Zhong Xun. He stepped in to help the suspected pollutants, something even he wouldn't dare to do, but Zhong Xun did it openly. Now that things had finally taken a turn for the better, he was clinging to those rules that were not in his best interest.

"There's no conflict," Zhong Xun said calmly.

Hsieh Wen-cheng realized that Chung Hsun was not on the opposite side, but that the court could not accept some of his ideas.

"Alright." Zhong Xun withdrew his spiritual tentacles. "Where are Meng Jingting and the investigator?"

  

Xie Wencheng closed his eyes. "Interrogation Room Nine."

Hearing the soft sound of the door closing, Xie Wencheng's lips curled into a smile.

Before this, he was quite afraid that the two of them would break up. He finally got what he wanted and had something to care about besides missions and sacrifices. Meng Jingting's aura of being detached from worldly affairs and ready to perish with pollutants at any time had dissipated a lot. He was worried that they would return to the starting point. Xie Wencheng was like a worried old mother. Then he discovered that although Zhong Xun had gone down a different path, he was the one who cherished and understood Meng Jingting the most.

Without hesitation, Zhong Xun knocked three times on the door of interrogation room number nine.

A moment later, the adjudicator opened the door, and without exaggeration, through the hood, Zhong Xun met his eyes as if he were looking at a savior.

Zhong Xun nodded, then strode in.

Meng Jingting and the investigator sat on opposite sides of the table. Compared to Meng Jingting's calmness, the investigator looked serious. Upon seeing Zhong Xun, he seemed somewhat surprised, "You are...?"

"Zhong Xun." Zhong Xun stepped forward and shook hands with the other person.

Meng Jingting's shoulder line was no longer as sharp and even as before, but slightly sunken. As Zhong Xun withdrew his hand, he patted him lightly on the back.

There's nothing worth the Grand Judge losing to.

"Sorry to bother you," Zhong Xun said with a smile, "but I'd like to suggest that since we're going to interrogate an Alpha, we should also ask his Omega's opinion."

That's a good point, the investigator nodded: "So, what's your opinion...?"

"My colleagues in the medical department misunderstood," Zhong Xun said. "My pheromone outburst was due to encountering contaminants while on a mission, and it has nothing to do with Meng Jingting."

The investigator thought to himself, "Isn't this ridiculous? You didn't see the disapproving looks the judges gave their boss these past two days."

"That's the truth," Chung Hsun emphasized.

The investigator pointed at Meng Jingting: "Then the chief arbitrator didn't utter a single word in rebuttal?"

Zhong Xun sighed: "He's just blaming himself for not protecting me."

This is quite awkward. You see, a long time ago, Alphas were quite dominant. When Omegas didn't have various pheromone extracts to soothe their feverish periods, they relied heavily on their Alphas. This meant that even if the Omega Association judged an Alpha for misconduct, Omegas would, due to their nature, instinct, and need, change their statements at the last minute.

However... Zhong Xun is clearly not in this category.

In fact, the investigators were quite helpless when questioning Meng Jingting these past two days. The rumored Grand Judge was not arrogant at all, nor did he have any strong methods. He just looked like he was at the mercy of others, and the only sentence he said was, "It's my fault."

At this moment, the investigator realized what was going on. He looked at Zhong Xun and then at Meng Jingting, his expression complicated.

It's highly likely that Zhong Xun is right; otherwise, a guilty Alpha would have jumped three feet high in the air long ago.

"Then I'll write a report. If you have no objections, you can sign it."

Zhong Xun nodded: "Thank you for your trouble."

After the investigator left, only the two of them remained in the interrogation room.

Throughout the entire process, Meng Jing didn't even look up.

Zhong Xun pulled up a chair and sat down opposite him.

"It's probably not because you're angry that I fought with you." Zhong Xun smiled. "Meng Jingting, the path we're on is full of detours. It's normal to make mistakes occasionally, and disagreements are unavoidable. You don't need to..."

Before Zhong Xun could finish speaking, Meng Jingting pulled him into her arms.

Hearing the man's heavy breathing, a suppressed emotion, and the faint sound of his Adam's apple bobbing, Zhong Xun fell silent for a moment.

"You're wrong," Meng Jingting said. "Actually, I hate giving you the silent treatment the most, but I can't do anything about it. Then Zhao Lingnan's genetic report told me that maybe I'm too domineering. Zhong Xun, am I really that bad?"

"Want to hear me praise you?" Zhong Xun patted his shoulder lightly. "Meng Jingting, you've done very well. The fluctuation of pollutants in Yandu is the smallest among the major human bases. I understand that."

After a long while, Meng Jingting whispered, "Why don't you blame me?"

Zhong Xun sensed something was wrong and forcibly pulled away from his embrace. Meng Jingting immediately turned his head to the side, and Zhong Xun followed to look at him.

The Grand Judge's eyes were red.

Zhong Xun was shocked: "Sweetheart, why are you crying?"

Meng Jingting: "..."