As Song Ci expected, just after the picture was still for more than ten seconds, the slight sound of footsteps was heard through different lenses, intertwining into a worrying piece of music.

The door of confinement slowly opened, with brown natural curly hair and blue and black eyes, facial features that could not be found when thrown into the crowd, and it was a perfect public face.

But Song Ci, Tang Fan, Tao Qingxi and Emile Field in front of the camera both spit out the same name - Solomon Burke.

Yes!

It was the Solomon Burke who failed to make a false accusation and committed suicide fearing guilt.

He followed the direction of the flashing light and walked towards the "little bugs".

The little movement of dragging his right heel made Tao Qingxi say confidently: "It's him, you can't be wrong!"

The identity of Solomon Burke was confirmed, but the expressions of Song Ci and Tang Fan did not make Song Ci look better.

There are not a few people who escaped to death in the league, and Solomon Burke is the one they are more sure about.

It won't change anything, nor will it surprise them too much.

They were more concerned about another question than the person in front of me - "Have Solomon Burke learned about casting?"

Ms. Tao Qingxi has been in a coma for more than 30 years and is not very sure. She can only turn her attention to Emil Field who "understands" Solomon Burke.

Emil Field thought hard for a while, then shook his head, "I am not familiar with Solomon Burke.

As far as I know, he spends most of his time doing research in the lab.

But I don't know what he was studying in the laboratory in private.

After all, if it weren't for this chance encounter, I wouldn't have known that Major General Song and Chief Tang would have so many unknown new skills."

There is nothing wrong with this.

That's, it's a little more meaningful.

Song Ci glanced at Emil deeply and didn't say anything.

As a major general in the league, he can still distinguish between priorities.

It doesn’t matter whether Emile’s words sound good or not, just be useful.

At such a critical moment, there is no need to have unnecessary verbal disputes.

Tang Fan twitched and finally held back.

His eyes moved from Emil to the screen.

Seeing Solomon Burke's face becoming clearer and clearer, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Fortunately, Solomon Burke was like the information that Emile Field had. He stayed in the laboratory all year round and did not study casting. After walking around the fence for a short while, he didn't see the reason.

Tang Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But before she could breathe evenly, she saw Solomon Burke take out a familiar thing from her space buckle - the walkie-talkie.

This product of the Earth Age has long become an antique when it fell into the interstellar era.

If Tang Fan hadn't been knowledgeable, he would have never recognized it.

"No! This guy has foreign aid!"

Although Song Ci did not recognize the thing in Solomon Burke's hand, he understood the meaning of Tang Fan's words and couldn't help but look shaking.

He hurriedly shouted to the man with glasses: "Be careful of concealment and be prepared for the second plan at any time."

Although the man in glasses did not know the reason why Song Ci was nervous, he kept in mind the four words "Military Order Rushan" and replied, "Received!"

Just in this round and round, Solomon Burke on the screen also spoke.
Chapter completed!