Chapter 85: Hanging out with my bright roommate

"Dead man reassures us!" The masked man on the opposite side raised his right hand quickly, and the fruit knife in his hand was quickly thrown out, spinning and accelerating in the air, with a red light behind the fruit knife.
Seeing the flying knife coming towards himself, and changing direction in the air, Rick had no time to avoid and react.
He just subconsciously receded and dodged, and the flying knife flew over Lake's neck, scratching the new military uniform on Lake's left shoulder.
Rake could feel the coolness coming from his left shoulder.
Reck, who was strangled to death, was nervous and speechless, and threw a Shadow Word skill directly to the opposite side to attack the masked man.
The iris-red aperture was placed on the masked man across the hallway, starting to deduct blood at ten o'clock per second for eight seconds. .
But Zhutian Online does not have any information such as the team and ID name of the other player.
The masked man's surprised look, watching Rick avoid the flying knife that should have been inserted into his neck.
The masked man had just predicted Lake's avoidance. His self-confident magical flying knife had only scratched his clothes, not even the leather.
"This Venerable No. 2 is very powerful!" The masked man thought to himself, already resigned.
He masked the red iris on his body as he continued to lose blood.
"You are stronger than I expected!" The masked man dropped this sentence and quickly backed up, opened the door to the bedroom next to him, and ran back to their former bedroom.
Lake was beaten by cold sweat behind his back, stood in the corridor for several seconds, and then reluctantly calmed down. If he cursed the puppet to start slowly, or if the masked man came up to attack, he would die directly.
Lake himself was afraid to chase after him.
Even if this masked man is now in his bedroom, he is still wearing a red circle of his own skills. If he goes in by himself, throw a few more flying knives, and Rick will just send him away. Already.
There was only one cursed puppet in his hand.
"Sculpt a few more of yourself when you have time!" Rick thought to himself, turned quickly, thought about it, pulled out the fruit knife inserted into the wall at the end of the corridor behind him, and ran down the stairs.
He ran to the road outside the camp, and Lake stopped a jeep patrolling the camp at night.
"Soldier, put down the fruit knife in your hand! Stay away from the patrol car." On the jeep, a soldier sitting in the co-pilot position, pointed a gun at Rick, and the headlights of the car also reflected on Rick's face.
Lake couldn't open his eyes when he was illuminated by the lights, and said in a very serious tone: "Come, take me to Agent Carter's place.
发现 I found the spy hidden in the barracks. I want to report to Agent Carter. "
"Say you are the number of the soldier and the team you belong to, throw down the weapon in your hand!" The soldier on the patrol car still pointed at Rake with a muzzle.
After all, this night ’s sudden interception of the patrol car, although in his camp, may also be an infiltrating enemy agent, especially when Rake is still alive and holding a knife.
"The Strategic Science Reserve Department, No. MGDXXX, Name: His Holiness No. 2, take me to Agent Carter's residence. It's too late!" Rake said anxiously, and threw the fruit knife, the weapon, gently to the On the grass around.
"Stand in place, don't move!" The soldier said, and then waited for another patrol car.
The soldiers on the two patrol cars talked to each other and let Lake get into the back seat of the patrol car ahead.
Twenty-five hours later, Rick was taken into a hut similar to an isolated interrogation room with metal fences and metal doors.
Blake was asked to sit on a metal chair in the isolated interrogation room, opposite a long table and an empty chair.
"I'm a soldier. I'm a soldier in this camp. I went to Agent Carter to report a spy. How did I lock me up?" Rick asked with some confusion, but the soldier guarded outside did not answer at all.
After another half an hour, Agent Carter in military uniform pushed open the metal door and walked in.
"You're here, Carter!
I almost died!
Among the recruits in my big dorm room, there was a spy infiltrated by Hydra. I just fought with him and was almost killed. "Lake said, pointing to the military uniform on his left shoulder that was scratched by a fruit knife.
Agent Carter sat in a metal chair opposite Lake, looked at Lake's eyes calmly, and then said, "Oh! A bad news to tell you, the recruit of our strategic science reserve training this time, that is, you live In the big bedroom, a recruit was killed tonight, and his neck was wiped on the bed. "
Lake was surprised when he heard, "It's not Steve Rogers that's dead! Maybe it's not him!" Rick thought, he didn't receive the hint that the online mission failed, and his mission was Captain America's Rogers.
Agent Carter shook his head and said, "The dead are not Rogers.
But the wounds of the recruit's dead ~ EbookFREE.me ~ have been identified to match the weapon of the fruit knife in your hand.
水果 This fruit knife was originally placed on the table in your bedroom and can be used by any recruit at will.
后 After the murdered recruit died, we asked your roommates individually.
But their statements all stated that tonight, you have had a small conflict with the deceased in the cafeteria, and even threatened the deceased to kill him! "
Lake listened, and stopped. The dead recruit was actually the one who showed his muscles when he was queuing in the cafeteria at night to compete for the line. It seems that this situation is the most suspect of his own.
Lake explained a little anxiously: "Agent Carter, I am not a murderer. Listen to me and explain. This is a conspiracy. This is definitely a Hydra conspiracy.
There was a Hydra spy in the dorm room, and Hydra sent people into our strategic science reserve recruit training.
An hour ago, in the corridor on the second floor, the spy used this fruit knife as a flying knife and wanted to kill me.
的 The left shoulder of my dress is torn by a fruit knife.
And on the second floor wall, there are traces of fruit knife insertion. "
Agent Carter nodded: "Calm down, Lord No. 2, I also feel that you are not the one who killed your roommate. After all, this is too obvious. But do you see the spy throwing a flying knife at you?"
Lake thought back, the player of the Bright Knights, but covered his face with a pillow, and the lamp in the corridor was still dim, and the two of them were far away.
Lake only saw his eyes.
Lake tried to use this player's eyes to compare it with the bedroom roommate in his memory, but found that he could not tell which roommate was the murderer.
Lake shook his head blankly.