Rosie twirled the black ring between her fingers, the wind barrier flowed and dissipated, and the breeze lifted the hair on his cheek.Immediately behind him, a soldier in black rushed up, snatched the gun from the deputy adjudicator's hand, cut the man's arms behind his back, tied his wrists tightly, and pressed his shoulders to force him to kneel in front of Rosie.

The acting adjudicator was shaking like a sieve, staring at the leader's military boots without daring to show his breath.The snow-white trouser legs were neatly tucked into the boot straps. The white military uniform was not only a nightmare for the Cesina government, but also a nightmare for members of the "Surgery" who had dissidents.

He had already heard the rumors that Rosie had returned to the second district, but he couldn't believe it.Both the government and Victor announced ten years ago that Rosie was killed on Bloody Christmas, and the dead cannot be brought back to life—if he was not convinced that Rosie was dead, how could he be loyal to Victor, and how could he embark on the stupid path of being an enemy of Rosie?

So stupid.The deputy adjudicator was too late to repent, and head-to-head with the natural war machine was tantamount to courting death.

The leader leaned over slightly, and his cold fingers touched the side of his face, forcing him to raise his head, facing those cold eyes.The acting adjudicator looked dizzily at the leader's face, which was enough to make the hearts of all men and women of the right age in the second district beat faster.

"Did I see you somewhere?" Rosie asked, frowning.

"I used to be your subordinate," the deputy adjudicator stammered, "I work in the logistics department."

Rosie was startled, and then she thought of some joke, her eyebrows and eyes curved: "Oh, I remembered, you are the cook, right? To be precise, it is the official in charge of managing the back kitchen of the administrative center."

At the office door, Piper and Parisa, covered in blood and dust in their uniforms, didn't laugh. They knew Rosie too well for it to be a witty joke.Because of an accident ten years ago, Rosie's original subordinates in East 1 were either dismissed or persecuted by Victor. None of the subordinates betrayed Rosie, except for a servile cook.

In the past ten years, Victor has cleaned up the power of East 1 and killed a large number of Rosie's reliable subordinates, among whom the acting adjudicator's help must be indispensable.

Rosie was already angry, but he never made it obvious to outsiders.

"Do you still remember me?" The acting adjudicator was overjoyed and walked forward with his knees. "This is my honor. If you don't dislike me, I..."

He suddenly let out a heart-piercing scream, and with a loud "bang", Luo Xi straightened up and kicked him in the chest.There was no mercy in this kick, the acting adjudicator only felt that his eyes went dark, and the person flew upside down, slammed into the side of the sofa, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Rosie approached slowly, the thick rubber soles of her military boots crushing on his chest, nearly breaking his ribs in the front.

"I won't kill you," the cold and arrogant leader looked down at him, "the military court in the second district will try you. Before you go to jail, send an email to Victor for me, saying that I told him to come to East 1Meet at the border."

The acting adjudicator gasped in horror, trembling and unable to speak a word.

The military boots lifted slightly, this time against his throat and neck, Rosie kicked his chin with the toe of the boots, "You know?"

"I know... I know, I know." The acting adjudicator hurriedly agreed, his voice distorted in pain.

Rosie let go of the other party and let his soldiers take him away.He heard the acting adjudicator's begging for mercy gradually fade away, he turned his head and glanced at the office he had used for a long time, propped up his hands, and sat on the edge of the desk in an out-of-shape manner.

For some reason, the leader who was still as cold as ice just now lowered his eyes and sighed wearily.

Piper walked to his side, leaned against the desk, and looked up at the gorgeous furnishings in the room: "It has changed a lot?"

"It's more than a lot." Rosie smiled desolately, "It's completely different from what I remember."

"At least Victor didn't tear down this office." Piper pressed his shoulder, "Since East 1 is back in your hands, isn't it easy to restore the layout of a room?"

"Victor can't bear to tear this place down, he's been attached to Rosie since he was a kid." Someone outside the door interjected.Rosie and Piper turned their heads to look, and the red-haired killer walked in. He helped Rosie sit in East 2 to direct until the last moment, so he came late, "That guy should remember the past, he stays in this office every day withWhen Rosie was studying government affairs, she was only the size of Samurai Eguchi..."

Piper cautiously glanced at Rosie's deteriorating complexion, wishing to cover the killer's mouth: "Can you stop saying bad words? Victor will be reluctant, he is just a thankless wretch."

"That's right," the killer also knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly changed the subject, "I still remember the original layout here, Rosie's office doesn't have so many extravagant decorations, the handmade carpet is removed, the tassel lampshade is removed, and those fancy decorations are removed.The antique ornaments are roughly the same as before."

"You're right, it's time to tidy up." Rosie nodded, and looked at the logistics officer, "Take those antiques to auction, part of the proceeds will be used for military expenses, and the remaining part will be bought for me in East 1.An apartment, it doesn’t need to be too big, as long as it can accommodate one or two people.”

"Don't you often live in the administrative center, why buy an apartment?" Piper wondered.

"I'm someone who wants to start a family." Rosie smiled softly, looking at the direction of the main city with hope, "Although he hasn't come back yet, we have to make preparations early."

The killer said suspiciously: "You can't be so ambitious because of that little hunter, right? I really hope you can keep this state for ten years, oh no, five years, five years we can be happy in front of Robert's graveLet's pop the champagne."

Rosie shrugged noncommittally.From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Parisa chatting with the adjutant beside him for a while. The adjutant handed Parisa something, and the green-eyed young man hurried towards them.

"This is the list my adjutant found in the archives of East 1." Parisa's blond hair was tied back, and the ends of the hair were still dripping with sewage. He used a wet handkerchief to pad the memory strip in his hand and handed it to Rosie.To prevent getting Rosie's fingertips dirty, "It contains the information of all the officials of East 1 before your accident, and you can use it to reorganize the original team. However, a large part of the original officials have passed away, and I am afraid that someone else will have to be transferred."

"Thanks for your hard work." Rosie took the memory stick and looked at the other party's blood-spattered face, "We finally won the battle, don't you want to rest?"

Parisa smiled: "No. Aren't the killer and Piper still here? You said at the meeting that the war is divided into two steps, and recapturing East 1 from Victor is only the first step.Waiting for your second order, my leader."

When Parisa said the word "leader", Rosie was stunned for a moment, unable to believe that the other party would use the honorific title. After all, the hierarchy in the eleven-seat council is not strict, and those sloppy adjudicators have long been accustomed to callinghis name.But soon he remembered that Parisa had always called him that way ten years ago.

He was busy with affairs at that time, and even if he had free time, he left it all for Victor. He only wanted to train him to be his successor, and he never paid attention to the mind of that seemingly transparent adjudicator.Thinking about it carefully, Parisa was originally just a polite and quiet young man.

Since Parisa handed over the command to him, he has become soft and quiet, keeping a distance from him, more and more similar to ten years ago.Rosie didn't understand the other party's true thoughts, and he thought with some pleasure that this was the other party's surrender after seeing his ability.

"Yes, the second order." Rosie sat behind the desk in East 1, looked around at several adjudicators, her eyes suddenly sharpened, "Find a place, let your soldiers rest for half a day in East 1, including you of course.Myself. Half a day later, the war continues."

In the snowy dusk, the sky seemed to have finally got rid of the task of snowing, and he let out a sigh of relief. Even the lukewarm sunset showed its brilliance, and the golden snow rolled up and down on the hills.

Rows of military off-road vehicles moved through the snow like black ants.The cabin was turbulent and warm, playing some AI-created music that was popular in this century, and Rosie sank into the co-pilot's seat, sleeping lightly with her head against the window.

The vehicle crossed a hill, and Rosie woke up from the bumps. She got up and looked out the window, but lost her sense of direction in the large snow.Parisa's voice came from the driver's seat beside him: "There are still ten kilometers to the agreed place, you can sleep a little longer."

"Don't sleep anymore." Rosie shook her head, got up and straightened the folds on the military uniform, "I have to brace myself to deal with Victor, lest he see any flaws."

Parisa let out a "huh" and continued to listen to the reports on the various channels in the earphones. While Rosie was asleep, he controlled every move on the front line for the other party——In the past twelve hours, Rosie still did not rest, andIt was an emergency connection with the think tanks who stayed in East 2 to perfect the combat strategy against West 1.

West 1 is the area under Victor's personal jurisdiction. Unlike the East 1 they just captured, the military strength of that area is extremely strong.But Rosie's death order is still to conquer the West 1 dungeon within twelve hours. If there is any more delay, Robert will definitely have a foot in the civil war in the second district, and the situation will get out of control by then.

To prevent this from happening, Rosie had to play tricks.On the surface, he invited Victor to come to the junction of the two jurisdictions for peace talks, but secretly, Piper and the killer's army had already approached the West 1 border.

He knew that in Victor's eyes, he was the only opponent worthy of fear. If Rosie came to the appointed place, Victor would dispel his doubts and go to the appointment happily.

It's time to put an end to this years of grievances.This is the last step for him to ascend to the leadership position. After Victor is resolved, the forces in the west will collapse on their own, and the second district will no longer have any worries.Rosie leaned on the back of the chair, staring at the snow field passing by outside the car window, thinking silently.

It was clearly a moment when his nerves should be tense, but he was not very excited.Memories with Victor more than ten years ago flooded my mind. The boy with cold blue eyes held his hand tightly at the border of the main city and said in a firm tone, "I will always stand by brother Rosie! Where are you going?I'll go wherever I want, as long as you don't drive me away, I'll follow you forever!"

...It seems like it was just yesterday.

Now, he was going to send that boy to the gallows with his own hands.