Wu Er looks at Gu Qiqi suspiciously, trying to find evidence of deja vu from Gu Qiqi's delicate face.

Not yet.

He had never seen a woman with bright and beautiful features, but still calm and calm.

Why does he always feel a lingering sense of familiarity? What the hell.

Wu Er is wondering, but Gu Qiqi's conclusion: "these people were killed by the Imperial Army!"

"What?" Wu Er lost his voice, and everyone was surprised!

In particular, Gong Jue, who had been silent for a long time, clenched his hand when he heard the conclusion that the imperial army had killed people, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out.

He had been in charge of the imperial army for many years. His military appearance and military style had been cleaned up. Every general and soldier loved the people like his son. How could he have done such a miserable and despicable thing?

He's only been away for three years. Has that changed so much?

In the face of the shock, Gu Qiqi was still calm as water: "this road is the only entrance for the imperial army to enter the hanbeiling mountains. In terms of time, the last batch of troops arrived two days ago, and the time coincided. In terms of killing methods, are you familiar with the weapons of the imperial army? If you look at the bullet and knife edge left on the victim's body, you can see it immediately. "

Every weapon has different traces after killing.

The bullets of Empire are different from those of S.

If anyone is most familiar with the weapons of the Imperial Army, it must be the palace baron.

However, Gong Jue did not come forward to test.

On the contrary, one of his mercenaries rushed up to have a look at it curiously, and then came back to smack his tongue and said, "crouch, boss, it's really the people of the imperial army who did it. The knife edge is the trace of the Imperial Army's stab, and the bullet is k0258, which is specially used by the imperial army."

Gong Jue did not speak for a long time.

In fact, he already had the answer in his heart, the same answer as Gu Qiqi's judgment.

It's just that the answer is too cruel for him to face.

Three years.

Even though he left the core of imperial power, left the team he loved, and despised the people who misunderstood him, he did not hate the soldiers in his heart, hoping that they would be stronger, better and more loyal to guard the country.

But now

I don't know how many killers there are and what proportion of them are in the imperial army?

How can such an undisciplined, bloodthirsty and cruel team beat the people of s country?

Gong Jue was worried.

Wu Er, however, clenched his chin and pondered suspiciously the conclusion of the crowd: "you all said that the imperial army killed its own people, but I don't understand the motive for them to do so. If there is no reasonable reason, I don't think they have the leisure to kill these villagers who have no power to bind the chicken! It doesn't make sense at all... "

"Meaning?" Gu Qiqi coldly interrupts his words, "killing needs meaning?"

Wu Eryi was stunned. For Mao, he was filled with a lingering sense of familiarity. He felt that what he said would be rejected?

This feeling is very uncomfortable, especially suppressed by a woman. He can't help but retort: "meaningless words, what do you say they kill for?"

Gu Qiqi asked, "don't you notice that the dead are different?"

"Yes, they are old people, children and young people..." Wu Er straightened his neck and tried to argue with Gu Qiqi. However, in the middle of the conversation, he suddenly stopped.

Because, he also suddenly found something wrong and understood Gu Qiqi's intention to ask him back.

All the dead were old people, children and men.

What about young women?

Not a single young woman!

What does this mean???

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