Near the exit was a turn. They ran into a team led by a judge in black uniform. Behind the judge, two heavily armed soldiers escorted a man over. Next to them was a tall, short-haired woman with a troubled face.

The judge saw Lu Feng and said, “Colonel.”

Lu Feng looked at the man who was detained. The man’s throat spasmed a few times before he called out loudly, “I’m not infected!”

The judge told Lu Feng, “There is a high degree of suspicion of infection but there was no conclusive evidence. The family urged for a genetic examination.”

Lu Feng let out a faint hum and the soldiers escorted the man to move on. They had just rubbed shoulders with Lu Feng when—

Bang!

Lu Feng took back his gun and walked forward without looking back. “No need.”

The man’s body fell forward instantly and he was dragged by the soldiers. The woman who followed screamed and fell to the ground.

An Zhe turned to look at Lu Feng’s face. This person’s eyes were so cold. An Zhe had never seen such eyes. He knew that An Ze was always gentle, Vance was generous, Horsen was full of greed and Anthony was vigilant. They were unlike Lu Feng, who had nothing in his eyes. For the judge, killing might be more normal than breathing. He wouldn‘t have any mood swings because he was used to it.

An Zhe and Lu Feng came to the exit of the corridor. At the exit, two soldiers in plain clothes were waiting for him with a body covered in white cloth. An Zhe knew it was Vance. His eyes were hazy and he took a step forward, trying to remove the white cloth to look at Vance’s face. However, he was stopped by the soldiers.

The soldiers handed a blue chip to him, speaking in a steady tone. “It has been confirmed that there are no survivors in the AR1147 mercenary team. The equipment and materials have been recovered by the base. This has been converted into currency and distributed to the family members in combination with the pension. Please claim the remains.”

An Zhe asked, “Where are you taking him?”

The soldier replied, “The incinerator.”

His body trembled and he didn’t reach for the ID card.

Lu Feng’s voice rang out, “You don’t want it?”

An Zhe didn’t speak. After a long time, he looked up at Lu Feng. “He really… wasn’t injured.”

In the cold green eyes, he saw his own image, slightly wide-eyed and with a type of calm sadness. Lu Feng was still expressionless, like it had nothing to do with him. Just as An Zhe thought the man was going to turn around and leave, An Zhe saw him step forward.