Ta, da, da...

The sound like high heels hitting the ground came from the alley behind.

Jiang Xilin turned around and saw a figure walking slowly in the light of the night.

The figure was about 1.67 meters tall, walking with a limp and looking a little unsteady.

The clear clicking sound was made by his lame prosthetic leg stepping on the ground.

Jiang Xilin held the steel pipe in his hand tightly, his expression seemed calm, but in fact his nerves were already tense, like a rubber band stretched to the extreme.

The other party had a gun and he didn't dare to move it.

The figure came closer, and Jiang Xilin could see his appearance clearly.

It was the lame retired soldier who lived in the same building as him, the one who went out at night and came back in the morning.

"Are you okay?"

The frosted texture of the voice was somewhat aged, but the tone was very calm.

It should be just a routine inquiry, Jiangxi Lin thought.

He lowered his head and glanced at the stab wound on his chest. The bleeding had stopped and the opened skin had healed a lot.

So he nodded and said:

"fine."

The lame retired soldier walked up to Jiang Xilin, lowered his head and looked down at him to make sure that there was nothing serious.

Then he continued walking, walked to the lying body of the woman, knelt down and took a look.

Jiang Xilin stood up slowly while holding on to the wall silently.

At this time, the lame retired soldier who was squatting not far away and inspecting the body suddenly asked,

"Why did she want to kill you?"

Jiang Xilin was stunned for a moment, but his thoughts were racing in his mind, and all kinds of thoughts and speculations emerged.

After weighing the pros and cons, Jiangxi Lin answered selectively,

"Maybe it's because I found out about their illegal human experiments and they killed me to silence me."

"Would you mind elaborating?"

The lame retired soldier stood up, turned to face Jiang Xilin, and gently waved his right hand holding the revolver.

Jiangxi Lin pretended to hesitate, blending fear and worry into his tone, and adding some weak tone and sentence patterns between the lines.

"I provided them with experimental vectors twice, but please believe me, the first time I provided them was a human trafficker who specifically captured homeless people, and the second time I provided them with a small gang leader from the Aaron Gang

.”

The traffickers who caught the homeless people would definitely not be detected, so Jiang Xilin could talk nonsense, but the little leader of the Yalun Gang could be detected.

Jiang Xilin deliberately gave an answer that was both unverifiable and verifiable, and then silently observed the other party's reaction.

However... people don't seem to care about how many people Jiangxi Lin sold and their identities.

The lame retired soldier directly skipped the "illegal human experimentation" and "human trafficking" issues and asked what kind of organization the other party was and where the contact point was.

"Citron Science Society, the contact point is Room 5, No. 17, Blackstone District. This woman seems to be the lover of a researcher from the City Science Society."

The information about the woman's identity was provided as a bonus, and the purpose was to tell this lame veteran soldier that if he wanted to take action, he should do it as early as possible. If it was too late, when the other party found out that the woman was not coming back, his attention might be transferred.

It's not like killing someone with a borrowed knife, it's just a casual mention without high expectations for the outcome.

The lame retired soldier listened and nodded slightly.

"Can you go back alone?"

Jiangxi Lin:……

Jiang Xilin was caught off guard by this sudden change of style and tone.

So, he must have recognized me!

Jiang Xilin speculated in his mind, and quickly answered that it was no problem.

So the two of them left without saying anything more.

Jiangxi Lin has a chest injury, but with his somewhat strange healing ability, it does not affect his actions.

Three or four streets away from the alley, Jiang Xilin, carrying large and small bags, breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know if the organization that the lame veteran belongs to is an official legal organization in the kingdom? Or is it another illegal organization like the Citro Science Society?

Jiang Xilin hurried home while thinking in his mind,

"No matter what organization the other party is, I will not take the initiative to investigate. The money on hand is enough to last for a while. Recently, I still focus on the study of words and the reading and translation of those ten pages."

…

…

When we returned to Xinda's apartment building, it was already after eight o'clock in the evening.

Jiangxi Lin opened the door of the apartment.

There was only one phlogiston lamp lit in the not-so-spacious corridor, and Jiang Xilin's footsteps were recalled in the corridor in the quiet night.

When passing by the landlady's door, Jiang Xilin couldn't help but turn his head and take a look.

The door to the room was closed, and there was not a trace of light coming from the room through the crack in the door.

I should have come over at eight o'clock to see that I was not here, so I went to bed.

Jiangxi Lin Xindao then quickly returned to his room.

In an ice age world where winter lasted for hundreds of years, refrigerators had no meaning. He who used to like to stay up late could not fall asleep so early.

After treating the wounds that were no longer serious, and taking a shower, Jiang Xi actually felt a little hungry.

"Get something to eat!"

After being here for several days, he either soaked black bread in boiling water or soaked black bread in boiling water every day, which made his mouth water.

It was getting late, so Jiang Xilin planned to make a whole bowl of shaved noodles to deal with it.

As usual, you can’t make ramen noodles, so it’s easier to cut noodles with a knife.

After cutting the dough, Jiang Xilin tore a few pieces of cabbage into it.

A quarter of an hour later, a bowl of noodles from another world was ready.

However, just when Jiang Xilin put the condiments and brought them to the living room to enjoy a feast, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Accompanied by the questioning voice of the landlady Abel Vera,

"Mr. Xilin, are you back?"

"I'm back. I'm back. Come and open the door."

Jiang Xilin put down his iron chopsticks, stood up, opened the door, and welcomed the landlady in.

The rich aroma filled the entire living room. Abel Vera sniffed, and then saw the steaming bowl of something on the coffee table.

"Mr. Xilin, haven't you had dinner yet?"

Jiang Xilin nodded and said yes.

After the two sat down opposite each other, Jiang Xilin picked up the chopsticks and was about to use them. He seemed to think of something, so he looked up at the landlady and asked,

"Want some?"

"No, no, I've eaten tonight. Mr. Xilin, just eat it."

"Oh, okay then."

Jiang Xilin stopped being polite and started eating with chopsticks.

…

"Mr. Xilin, what is this you made? I haven't seen it before?"

"Shaved noodles."

"Shaved noodles? Made of flour?"

"hold head high."

"Is it tasty?"

"It's okay. Did you sleep peacefully?"

"I went to bed. I had dinner early in the morning and said I wanted to sleep."

"Children are growing, so it's normal to sleep a lot."

Jiang Xilin was chatting with the landlady while eating.

After finishing dinner, Jiang Xilin put the bowl in the sink, planning to come back and wash it after class.

…

Because An An was not there, the class tonight was rather boring.
Chapter completed!