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Chapter 104
The investigation process was getting faster and faster. Ming Jiang stood on the edge of the handrail on the top floor of the mall, propping up his arms and watching the scene in the mall hall.
Ming Jiang's investigation and order went on, like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, causing waves on the originally calm lake.
Although the people of Vigson supported and trusted Ming Jiang, this arrangement for an emergency caused them to discuss it in a low voice.
Fearing that the Zerg would take the opportunity to escape due to disturbance, Ming Jiang and Wen Chengjun discussed the matter without hiding the truth from the crowd.
Knowing that there might be a puppet among them, the people in the mall changed their faces, and stopped discussing and complaining, and cooperated with the inspectors more and more, hoping to catch this "bug" out as soon as possible.
Wen Chengjun left Ming Jiang's side halfway, and when he reappeared, he had a cup of hot coffee in his hand.
"Drink some?" Wen Chengjun brought the coffee to Ming Jiang.
"Thank you." After being tense for too long, Ming Jiang was not polite, picked up the warm coffee and took a sip.
The bitterness spread from the throat, occupying all the taste buds in an instant, and also made Ming Jiang's mind clearer.
"Where is Your Highness Alois?"
"I'm going to see my father." After realizing something was wrong, Alois drove the aircraft back to the palace to discuss things with Tan Taijing.
Wen Chengjun stood next to Ming Jiang, and scanned the crowd in the mall hall: "Did you see anyone?"
"No." Ming Jiang's voice was slightly cold.
He stood at the highest point of the shopping mall, looking down at all the people below, with a hint of worry on his brows.
"Puppet bugs hide well, if there are a lot of them..."
"Probably not." Wen Chengjun said, "In the Zerg race, the more powerful the race, the more difficult it is to hatch, and the number is very small. Unless..."
Ming Jiang heard that Wen Chengjun still had something to say, and turned to look at him: "Unless what?"
Wen Chengjun's hands on the railing were stretched with veins, his voice was lowered, and his eyes were sharper: "Unless the female insect is bred by the puppet race."
Ming Jiang opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
He thought of the error in the tracking data of the female worm, and always felt that it was not that simple.
All kinds of guesses popped up in his mind for a while, Ming Jiang calmed down his thoughts, but there were some quarrels in the hall below.
"what happened?"
Ming Jiang and Wen Chengjun went down from the elevator to the lobby, followed the source of the quarrel, and saw a long-haired woman kneeling on the floor in a delicate posture, sobbing with her long hair covering her side face.
Seeing Ming Jiang and Wen Chengjun coming, the imperial soldiers standing around the woman immediately explained the situation.
"She can't summon a spirit body, but her spirit power level is A."
Ming Jiang looked at the sobbing woman: "Then she..."
"She said that she was sent by the company to work on an unnamed planet some time ago. Something happened and her mental body was disabled. This time she came back and went to the hospital to see if she could be cured."
The soldier answered sternly, neither convicting the woman immediately nor favoring the woman.
Ming Jiang squatted down, and the weeping woman raised her head little by little, revealing her beautiful face behind the long golden hair.
"I really don't know anything. I have been judged by the doctor as a second-level disabled. You still point to me and say that I am a Zerg. Even your highness can't bully people like this."
Listening to the sound of sobbing and crying, Ming Jiang's heart did not fluctuate.
But there was no fluctuation in his heart, and the crowd waiting quietly behind had fluctuations first.
I don't know who was the first to complain in a low voice, you fart, and more people said it back one after another.
"Your Highness hasn't said anything yet."
"Just cooperating with the investigation, but not convicted. You are now suspected. You say that as if everyone has wronged you and sentenced you to death."
"What are you talking about, this person is definitely not from our Vigsen!"
Ming Jiang's many maintenance words fell into Ming Jiang's ears, his expression turned pale, and he could easily see through this "human" trick.
"you are lying."
"What?" The pitiful "girl" raised her head, showing a fragile look.
"She cherishes her hair very much." Ming Jiang was a little confused when he heard this sentence at first.
The "girl" frowned delicately.
"She will never let her hair be scattered on the floor of the mall." Ming Jiang looked at the girl's long hair lying on the floor of the mall, and it was not difficult to see the owner's love for her from the soft, black luster of the hair.
The weak "girl" on the ground suddenly rose up, and the back of her neck covered by her hair could be seen with blue blood flowing under her skin, and her eyes gradually turned red.
The well-trained soldiers on both sides pulled the particle beam guns in their hands, and with a few shots, the woman was already lying on the floor of the shopping mall in a strange posture.
One of the soldiers pushed the woman's loose hair back, revealing the neck beneath it.
The neck, which should have been delicate and fair, was now covered with a bluish-black tubular object, which was still writhing under the skin.
Wen Chengjun immediately pulled Ming Jiang behind him.
"It's a puppet."
Puppets usually kill their prey first and then parasitize. That is to say, this person should be dead long ago, and only the puppet can speak and act like a normal person.
This result had actually been guessed a long time ago, but after getting the evidence, Wen Chengjun still couldn't stop his headache.
"I hope there will be no mixing of female insects."
The corpse had already been carried away from the shopping mall. Ming Jiang originally wanted to leave with the corpse, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the ordinary people who were trying to maintain their composure, and their steps stopped.
Wen Chengjun: "Your Highness, you go back first, we still need to appease everyone's emotions here."
"I'll stay too." Ming Jiang said hesitantly.
He'd always seen his place among the people of Vigsen, but wasn't sure he'd be able to do a good job of appeasement.
Ming Jiang whispered an order to the people around him.
He straightened his clothes and walked towards the crowd with Wen Chengjun.
Seeing Ming Jiang and Wen Chengjun coming together, the crowd who were still frightened by the scene just now started talking one after another.
"It scared me to death, it was just so scary."
"What's on that neck? Is it really a puppet?"
"Fortunately, the admiral and His Royal Highness are here. The dolls writhing under the skin are disgusting. I can't eat lunch today."
"Let's not talk about lunch, I don't want to eat at night, I don't want to eat this week."
Ming Jiang was thinking about how to appease him, when he heard this sentence, he subconsciously replied: "We still have to eat."
After blurting out the words, Ming Jiang was stunned for a while, and looked at countless eyes.
After a while, everyone laughed together and skipped the nightmare scene just now.
Wen Chengjun found a good time, and said a few soothing words in a gentle voice.
Finally, before leaving, Ming Jiang said to the captain beside him: "I bought some sweet drinks for them, and I will distribute them to them later, and your nutrient solution will be delivered right away."
"Thanks for your hard work."
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In the study room of Lotus Palace, Cross's face was also a little more tired due to the recent busyness.
Julfer sent the latest news every day, but he never got in touch with the wilderness fortress where Lu Lin was.
Cross leaned on the chair and rubbed between his brows, while recalling the massive amount of information sent recently, slowly sorting out the information.
The interstellar general-purpose terminal next to the desk sounded a communication request. Cross called up the light screen and saw that the communication requester was President Angus of the Al Federation, and frowned.
But he still answered, and Angus' panicked voice sounded in the study.
"Your Majesty Cross."
"The Al Federation requests your country's assistance."