"Lindberg, are you still one of Ding Chuan’s own!" Bach’s eyes revealed a ferocious light, and his fists were now clenched so tightly that they creaked. He really wanted to smash his fist into that poker face opposite him.
"Of course, I am. It’s precisely for this reason that I must take responsibility for Ding Chuan’s reputation! It’s fine for you to think highly of this student, but if Ding Chuan ends up with the reputation of sheltering a murderer, who will bear the responsibility, you or me?" Lindberg straightened up and walked up to Bach without fear.
Seeing the two senior instructors, both nearing middle age, in such a direct confrontation, the atmosphere suddenly chilled.
Not only were there students from Dingchuan Academy present, but there were also students from other academies, all of whom were now deep in thought about the dialogue between these two men.
Whether it’s Bach, who arrived first, or Lindberg, who came later, there was no obvious error to be found in either of their words.
In the end, it comes down to whether one sides with human sentiment or legal principle.
"I’m sorry, Mr. Bach, but your academy has not yet formed a unified opinion, so I cannot let you take the person in question away! Unless there is any objection, I am about to initiate the summary procedure."
Lieutenant Colonel Gu Jiang gave Bach a standard military salute.
Bach looked woodenly at Lindberg and then at Gu Jiang, not speaking, but just waved his hand.
His Exoskeleton Armored troops scattered immediately, encircling the hundred members of the Blue Radiance Special Forces.
"Mr. Bach, what does this mean?"
"I will stay with you to investigate the facts, and the media will record the situation on-site as it is. But after the summary procedure is over, I will still take him back to the academy. Ding Chuan’s affairs can be resolved by ourselves, fairly and justly!"
Bach glanced deeply at Mu Fan.
Kid, the next few minutes are your chance to save yourself.
To his relief, Mu Fan just looked at him and nodded slightly, the calm and indifference in his eyes unchanged from the beginning.
Hearing Bach’s words, Gu Jiang paused and took a deep breath, as Lindberg did not voice any objection.
After speaking, under the watchful eyes and cameras of many, the cordon opened an entrance.
Gu Jiang and two others walked straight in, "We will now initiate the summary procedure."
"The person in question, a first-year student at Dingchuan Academy, Mu Fan."
This information tripped off Gu Jiang’s tongue, but some onlookers and reporters were listening eagerly, their eyes shining, and had long since started recording videos with Sky Communication.
"The surveillance records have some detail of the events, but it doesn’t capture what happened inside, and now we need you to state your motive for the killing."
"Mu Fan, tell the truth. There’s no need to feel pressured, I’m here, I’ve said I’d take you back, and I will take you back to Ding Chuan," Bach said, arms crossed, gazing directly at Mu Fan.
"Instructor Bach, one must always prepare for the worst outcome."
"Hmph, Instructor Lindberg, just do your duty."
At this moment, Mu Fan stood alone, watching the three of them, as William, Lu Qingxue, and Bing Su bravely walked through countless gazes to stand beside him, watching the three together.
The scene was like the oppressed heroically rising up, confronting the exploiters fearlessly.
However, there was no uprising, nor were the others exploiters. This was merely a silent protest belonging to their youthful years.
"Instructor Bach."
Mu Fan raised his head, ignoring the other two, looking straight at the balding middle-aged man before him.
"Go ahead."
Mu Fan raised his left hand slowly and pointed it towards the side of the damaged barbecue shop, his voice low and hoarse:
"My two comrades are seriously injured lying inside unable to move, they need medical attention."
Hearing this, Bach turned sharply and roared, "Medical corpsmen, hurry in and rescue them."
Four people quickly mobilized from behind him, followed by two autonomous medical robots.
Mu Fan’s gaze followed their every move, silent.
The three before him, all with great composure, did not speak. Rescue was the top priority.
Finally, after two minutes, two mechanical stretchers slid out from within, pushed by the medics.
"How are they!?" Bach asked.
"One has multiple penetrating wounds but all missed the vital parts, with significant blood loss. The other has more than ten broken bones and severe internal bleeding. However, both are still in good condition with no life-threatening injuries."
"That’s good..." Bach nodded, as he did not wish to see any student from Ding Chuan get hurt.
White Hair and the Fatty were lying on the spacious mechanical stretchers, their heads turning to look at Mu Fan passing by them.
Worry filled the Fatty’s eyes, while White Hair’s were questioning.
Mu Fan watched their eyes and nodded silently.
All their words were in this gesture. Mu Fan had no intention of hiding anything.
Yet, Gu Jiang and the others only felt Mu Fan’s aura surge when he saw his two companions.
"Now, can you explain your motive, why did you kill him?" Lieutenant Colonel Gu Jiang asked, the question also being asked on behalf of the many media people present.
"Motive?" Mu Fan looked up at the burly lieutenant colonel standing before him, shaking his head indifferently, "No motive."
The onlookers’ eyes brightened, and Bach’s eyes narrowed.
Then Instructor Lindberg glared viciously at Mu Fan before casting a glance at Bach.
"Do you admit that you killed someone on purpose?"
Lieutenant Colonel Gujiang’s voice rang out.
Mu Fan, lifting his head as if searching for something, finally saw a reporter and cameraman aiming a telephoto lens at them and turned his face directly towards the camera to say expressionlessly, "Why not admit it? I just wanted to kill him."
The crowd was in an uproar, but the reporter swallowed his saliva in excitement, desperately lifting his camera and Sky Communication device.
This guy is too cooperative, knows to face the camera, simply perfect!
"Do you know the identity of the person you killed?" This question was also a focal point of great concern to everyone; after all, who was the victim?
What he didn’t expect was that as this question was asked, Mu Fan suddenly laughed.
Mu Fan, grinning at Gu Jiang, said, "I thought you wouldn’t ask that."
He looked around at the police officers and soldiers with an inexplicably mocking gaze.
"Aren’t you curious why I didn’t leave, why I stood here obediently?"
"Because I was waiting for you..."
Mu Fan said with a smile, but his calm tone sent chills down everyone’s spine.
"If I hadn’t stood here and waited these ten minutes, how could this incident have blown up?"
"If this incident didn’t blow up, how would some friends with live broadcast equipment have turned up?"
"If you guys didn’t show up, how would I get to say what I wanted to say?"
With each statement, Mu Fan slowly spoke out, allowing the flashbulbs to light up and his image to appear on the internet with the live reports.
Not only Lieutenant Colonel Gujiang but also Bach, Lindberg, and even the surrounding police officers and the barbecue shop owner clutching his bank card looked at Mu Fan with strange expressions.
They had a premonition that what this young man was about to say would cause a huge commotion.
Mu Fan’s left hand suddenly lifted before his eyes.
This movement caused the surrounding soldiers to reflexively raise their guns, but Lieutenant Colonel Gujiang had an extremely strong mental fortitude, motioning with his arm to lower their guns.
They kept quiet because it was clear that Mu Fan hadn’t finished speaking.
Mu Fan’s left hand suddenly opened, revealing a large blood-red tooth held between his index and middle finger, shining translucent under the starlight, solid blood-red like jade soaked in blood.
"Do you know what this is?"
The scene fell silent; nobody spoke.
Only the three people in front of Mu Fan frowned deeply, as though recalling something.
And Lu Qingxue, standing beside Mu Fan, her aura turned extremely cold at that moment.
Seeing no one speaking, Mu Fan spoke lightly, his soft voice clearly reaching everyone’s ears:
"It’s called the Blood Tooth Order, and in the Mercenary World, it’s known as a Death Order. There’s an unwritten rule about Blood Teeth... the person who receives this tooth will surely be killed."
Mu Fan spoke gently and slowly, yet he was revealing a cruel truth.
"The organization that issues it is known as the Night Teeth Team, the issuance location is on Grey Forest Star, and the time of issuance was five days ago."
"And I have just received it."
"And he," Mu Fan said calmly, pointing indifferently at the fat corpse riddled with holes and covered in plasma, "is the one who delivered the Blood Tooth to me."
"Now... do you understand?"
"I was just waiting here to make this matter a bit more solemn."
As everyone was still unclear about what Mu Fan meant by this statement, he quietly turned around to face the long lens and the forest of raised Sky Communication devices, showing a chilling and indifferent smile, his tone gentle as if confiding to the deceased.
"Because there are some words that you might only see if it’s done this way."
In his speech, everyone on the scene felt something was off with the way he used "you guys," as it clearly wasn’t directed at them.
"Blood Tooth, I have accepted it."
"You guys, come anytime."
"No matter how many come..."
"I will kill as many."