Chapter 643

Huang Duoduo carried the sniper rifle and walked in the cabin corridor.

Huang Duoduo walked and muttered: "Your mother's a bitch, do you really think I'm an idiot? You scold me, I can hear it? You little troublemaker, out of respect for Old Fan, I won't bother with you today…"

He rubbed his nose, suddenly recalling what G Xiansheng had said: "A truly excellent person should not have habitual little gestures." He then hastily put his hand down.

As he neared the rest cabin, he lightened his steps, held the gun in his hands, striking a pose like a SWAT team from a TV drama.

He took a deep breath.

He knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Xu Jijun's voice came, tinged with fatigue.

Huang Duoduo pushed the door open and entered.

He took in the rest cabin's environment at a glance.

Han Jinling sat in a wheelchair, her face slightly pale. Beside her lay a half-full cup of water and a bottle of medicine, apparently just taken. Xu Jijun was also not idle, he was massaging Han Jinling's disabled legs.

The renowned G Xiansheng was actually a meticulous caregiver in private.

Seeing this, Huang Duoduo couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "Damn, this world is too crazy; you really can't judge people by appearances…"

After suppressing his miscellaneous thoughts, Huang Duoduo cleared his throat again.

He stepped forward and said: "G Xiansheng, I'm here; what are your orders?"

"First put the gun down." Xu Jijun didn't look up, focusing on massaging Han Jinling's legs.

Huang Duoduo hesitated: "This…… isn't too safe, is it?"

"There's no outsider here; how could it be unsafe?" Xu Jijun finally looked up, half-smiling, teasing: "Are you afraid I'll snatch your gun, or… do you want to shoot me?"

"G Xiansheng, I don't mean that."

Huang Duoduo hastily put the gun down.

He also gave a sheepish grin: "Shoot you…… impossible! I just think that if I put this thing down, and someone rushes in, the situation could turn against us…"

"Don't worry."

Xu Jijun covered Han Jinling's legs with a blanket.

He rose and told Huang Duoduo: "There are only two guns on this ship; the other is in my hands, and no one can escape our control."

"That's also true; I was overthinking it." Huang Duoduo said.

Xu Jijun's eyes sharp: "Tell me, what exactly is going on in the cockpit?"

As soon as the cockpit was mentioned,

Huang Duoduo immediately perked up: "G Xiansheng, you don't know, Wu Changsheng that bastard isn't human! He insists on dragging Chen Xiaoyu to the rest cabin to discuss human origins, and I can't stop him…"

"So you gave him a gun?" Xu Jijun raised his eyebrows slightly.

Seeing Xu Jijun seem a little angry,

Huang Duoduo steeled himself to explain: "At the time I thought: Chen Xiaoyu is hot-tempered; if she suffers this level of insult and can't bear it, who will steer the ship later? I was also thinking of the big picture."

Xu Jijun nodded, then calmly asked: "Was Wu Changsheng injured in the left leg or the right leg?"

"Right leg!"

Huang Duoduo blurted out without a hint of hesitation.

Xu Jijun asked again: "Did you shoot from a standing position or a kneeling position?"

Huang Duoduo looked bewildered: "This…… is there a difference?"

"The difference is huge." Xu Jijun walked up to him, picked up the sniper rifle, and suddenly aimed the barrel at Huang Duoduo's right knee: "Standing shooting, the bullet's entry path is at a forty-five-degree downward angle."

"I…… I was standing when I fired the gun……"

Seeing Xu Jijun keep the barrel aimed at his knee with no intention of lowering it,

Huang Duoduo instantly grew nervous: "G Xiansheng, well…… I really fired the gun for the big picture; you wouldn't blame me, would you? Wu Changsheng didn't die, I didn't kill anyone……"

"Thinking of the big picture is correct. But if you were thinking of Lin Dongfan's big picture, then you're a traitor. You've seen movies, right? Usually traitors don't end well."

Saying this, Xu Jijun moved the barrel up, pressing it against Huang Duoduo's heart.

Huang Duoduo broke out in a cold sweat, frozen on the spot, not daring to move: "G Xiansheng, you're right, traitors don't live to see the finale, but I truly am not a traitor."

"Duoduo, you have a flaw: when you lie, your eyes dart about, you dare not meet my gaze—that's a sign of guilt!"

Xu Jijun increased the pressure a bit, forcing the barrel forward.

Instantly pushing Huang Duoduo back two steps.

Huang Duoduo nervously raised his hands, forced a sheepish smile: "Not that. I read in a book that staring directly at your boss is impolite, so…… well, I mean that, I think that's right. To keep respect for you, I can only avoid your gaze……"

"Hands on head, squat down."

"G Xiansheng……"

"Squat down!"

"Alright, I'll squat."

Huang Duoduo clasped his hands behind his head and helplessly squatted down.

He then tilted his head back, looked up at Xu Jijun, puzzled, and asked: "Could you tell me at which point you saw through my betrayal?"

"I wasn't sure if you really betrayed me, but now I'm certain." Saying this, Xu Jijun, icy cold, tapped the barrel against Huang Duoduo's head: "Traitor!"

Huang Duoduo wore a sullen face: "So you were just testing me earlier?"

"Yes." Xu Jijun asked disappointedly: "I've fed you well, been good to you these years. Tell me, why did you betray me?"

"I too am doing it to survive." Huang Duoduo candidly said: "You're fighting alone, while Lin Dongfan isn't battling solo; he has a huge police system backing him. I think you can't escape this time—wise adaptation makes a hero. G Xiansheng, would you consider surrendering?"

"You didn't answer my question properly, yet you turned around and urged me to surrender!"

Xu Jijun grew more disappointed as he spoke.

In anger,

He on the spot pulled the bolt, chambered a round, assumed a standard sniper stance, barrel aimed straight at Huang Duoduo's head: "What exactly did Lin Dongfan feed you? Speak!"

Don't be impulsive, I'm saying.

Although I know Xu Jijun's life motto is 'Life is precious, don't kill indiscriminately,' in this situation Huang Duoduo is still so nervous she can hardly cope.

Who knows if Xu Jijun will break his own motto and fire in anger.

Huang Duoduo obediently hugged her knees while squatting on the ground: 'He swore to the heavens, guaranteeing he wouldn't sentence me to death, and also guaranteeing he'd give me thirty million so I'd have no worries about food and clothing after getting out of prison. I feel his sincerity is genuine. Anyone with a sane mind would be moved, right? Who wouldn't want to live? Who wouldn't want thirty million?'

Saying that, Huang Duoduo tilted her head again and looked up at Xu Jijun's expression.

Xu Jijun was utterly disappointed, he shook his head and sighed: 'After following me for so many years, you haven't learned even a bit of legal common sense. For the little thing you did, even if punished to the fullest extent, it wouldn't warrant the death penalty—do you really need Lin Dongfan to guarantee that for you? You've been duped by him into becoming a cripple, yet you still feel grateful to him.'

This...

Huang Duoduo thought for a moment, but ultimately she couldn't break free of her ingrained thinking, and she convinced herself: 'He promised to give me thirty million; this certainly isn't a lie.'

Got the money?

No.

That's settled, there's an idiom in the dictionary called 'drawing a cake to stave off hunger'—do you know what it means? Don't tilt your head and look up at me! Your clear yet foolish gaze makes me want to shoot.

Then I'll lower my head and not look at you.

Speak, do you want to continue being a rebellious brat, or do you want to uphold the fine traditions of the Chinese nation, be a brave soul who values righteousness above life, and return to my unit?