Chapter 214
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The black thread twisted into a ball the size of a ring. It looked like a broken section of a curled up earthworm, but it still retained tenacious vitality as it wriggled strangely.
"This thing is alive!" Lippa swallowed his saliva. This was the first time he realized that the black thread Yarlin controlled was actually a living thing.
The corners of Lipa's lips trembled as he met Arlen's cold eyes. He tilted his head back and loosened his grip on his mouth. The "black ring" slid down his throat and into his esophagus. He felt a living thing fall into his stomach, followed by a scalp-numbing itch. It moved about in his stomach for a few seconds before it stopped moving completely.
Lippa naturally wouldn't be so naive as to think that it was digested by his gastric juice. He felt that the thing had crawled onto the wall of his stomach and settled down in some corner.
"People always have the habit of forgetting the mistakes they have made, and thus fall into another wrong choice." Yarlin watched Lippa swallow the 'black ring' into his stomach before revealing a satisfied smile. "This is for your own good!"
"I understand!" Lippa nodded heavily.
"It's good that you understand." Yarlin glanced at Colonel Monca's corpse and said indifferently, "Clean up the body and then prepare to leave. In two days, I will report your crime of killing Colonel Monca to headquarters … Hmm, I estimate the time. The commotion in the East China Sea should have attracted some attention. If someone from headquarters catches you …"
"I killed Colonel Monca. I won't say a word about anything else." Lippa hurriedly gritted his teeth and swore.
"No, the script can't be interpreted like this. You should show your resentment and hatred towards me, and pour all the dirty water and crimes on me to wash away the crimes and injustice on your body." Yarlin chuckled.
"I will never do that!
"You will do that!" Yarlin interrupted Lippa's words. His cold and ruthless gaze made Lippa shiver. "You have to do this. This way, the script will be realistic and believable."
Lippa was silent. His face revealed a thoughtful expression.
"Dispose of Monca's body. Tonight, someone will take you out of this base." Ya Erlin took a deep look at the excited Li Pa, and the corner of his mouth hooked up into an imperceptible sneer.
That night.
Lippa, who had already taken off his navy uniform and changed into rough clothes, had been sitting at the door of the prison. Behind the white cordon, he was waiting with his legs crossed.
Ka-Dang!
The door was pushed open slightly, and the cold moonlight crept in. Her long shadow was elongated on the ground. Li Pa stood up from the ground and looked at Crowe.
"Congratulations on leaving this prison as you wished." Crowe was wearing a white navy uniform. He used his palm to support the frame of his glasses and had a fake smile on his face.
"Humph!" Lippa snorted. He only felt that this scene was extremely ironic. A pirate changed into a Marine uniform on board, and a Marine had to bear the crime of killing a superior officer and start a journey of escape.
"From the first time we met, you seemed to be very unfriendly to me. This made me very confused. I didn't offend you." Klaus closed the prison door and smiled at Lippa. "The exit to send you out of the base is not from the main door."
Lippa picked up the package on the ground and stepped aside to follow Klaus. A pair of gloomy eyes looked at Klaus back and silently followed him to the deepest part of the prison.
Pushing open the door of the prison and opening the hole hidden under the bed, the cracked fungus blanket swallowed the two people little by little.
Gloomy, dark underground tunnel, no light, only the cold air of the two people breathing. Klaus listened to Lippa's movements behind him and said, "Is it because of jealousy that you are angry and resentful? You don't dare to resent Yarlin who locked you up here, so you can only choose to resent me who can freely come in and out of here?"
The slightly rapid breathing in the silence was only for a moment, but it was still caught by Klaus. He chuckled and didn't speak.
"I just don't understand why Lieutenant Colonel Yarlin trusts you." Lippa's heart was unusually angry and sullen. Compared with Klaus, even if he killed Monca and stained his hands, he still couldn't get Yarlin's trust. He was forced to swallow a ghost to leave this prison.
"Trust? Perhaps." No matter how many times Klaus had come here, he still couldn't suppress the astonishment he felt from the depths of his soul when faced with this huge and strange Mother Nest. "It's probably because of talent, ambition, or value."
"What?" Lippa couldn't understand the meaning behind Klaus words.
"Nothing." Klaus led Lippa into the depths of the mother nest. The roots under the fungus blanket wriggled silently until they walked out from a crack in the ground on Shields Island.
They were already close to the seaside, and a small sailboat was anchored on the sea. Li Pa seemed to be in a daze as she stared at the black tide, the vast and boundless starry sky, and the endless sea. The muscles on her face were twitching and trembling, and she was abnormally excited.
"Lieutenant Colonel Yarlin asked me to pass on a message to you!" Klaus' glasses reflected the silver moonlight. He said softly, "I will always be watching you. So, prove to me the value of letting you walk under the sun!"
… … ….
After knocking on the door and walking in, Klaus nodded to Yarlin. "Lippa has left this island. I just have some doubts. Will the things we did really be noticed by the Marine headquarters?"
Yarlin held a handful of fish food in his hand and gently sprinkled it in the fish tank. The fish suddenly became crazy and bit each other to compete for the little food. He clapped his hands. "There must be a reason why the world government and the Marine can rule this world for so many years. Don't underestimate these people's sense of smell. Although we did it very secretly and didn't leave any traces behind, sooner or later it will attract suspicion and attention."
Klaus handed over a clean handkerchief. Yarlin took it and wiped the fish food on his hand. He said faintly, "Everything will leave traces. No matter how perfect the process is, there will still be flaws. So, since sooner or later it will attract people to investigate, why don't we detonate it ourselves? At least we can control the timing and the power of the explosion."
"It's like abandoning a scapegoat, exposing part of the hidden dangers to dispel some people's suspicions. At the same time, it's better to hide the secrets that really need to be hidden." Klaus understood Yarlin's meaning. He was sincerely impressed by Yarlin's courage and wisdom.
"We can also use this opportunity to truly eliminate these hidden dangers," Arlin said in a deep voice. "The Pear Handkerchief is the bait with the fishing line …"
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