Chapter 97 It's Me, Try It

Fang Yuan and Wei Hailong were sitting in the car heading for the East China Sea Theater Arbitration Tribunal.

The two stared at each other.

Fang Yuan was a little confused, and asked, "Instructor, what's the situation?"

"Someone objected to the results of the actual combat assessment and lodged a complaint with the theater arbitration tribunal." Wei Hailong received the news in advance, so he was not too embarrassed.

"No, this matter can still be appealed?" Fang Yuan was even more confused.

"You may not know how big the Dingjian Group's background is in the East China Sea." Wei Hailong did not explain.

However, Fang Yuan already understood what it meant.

Although I don't know much about Dingjian Group, I heard Li Xiangjian's tone yesterday, and it seems that he has a deep relationship with the military.

At that time, Li Xiangjian also threatened Wei Hailong with the name of a colonel in the armament department of the East China Sea Theater.

From this point of view, Li Xiangjian's background is indeed very large.

As long as he doesn't provoke a few big people who can't be provoked, it can be said that he can cover the sky with one hand in Donghai City.

It is clear.

Li Xiangjian wanted to use his power to reverse black and white.

Ordinary people really have nothing to do with people from Li Xiangjian's background.

You may still be alive if you take it softly, but when you resist, you will probably die in the sewers.

In the age of star power, the law of survival is so cruel.

A consortium that has mastered cutting-edge star power technology and has a military background, this kind of energy crushing ordinary people is as simple as crushing an ant.

Fang Yuan was still very puzzled, and asked, "Instructor, isn't it the first place in the actual combat assessment, only one E-type star power injection will be awarded. Li Xiangjian can't be short of this money, is it necessary to hold on to it? "

Wei Hailong can actually guess the reason, but the information about the "dragon-building plan" needs to be kept secret, so he can't say it.

In Donghai No. 1 Middle School, there are only two people who know about this plan.

Even if it is placed in the entire East China Sea theater, people who know this plan can count on one hand.

All schools that conduct practical assessments on students are unaware of this plan and only think it is an ordinary practical assessment.

...

Thirty minutes away.

The car drove into the arbitration tribunal in the Star Casting District of the East China Sea Theater.

The two were taken to separate rooms for questioning.

Fang Yuan sat in the interrogation room for about three minutes, when a middle-aged man with a vicious appearance came in and began to question him.

"In the actual combat assessment of the D3 theater, the championship you won is not well-deserved, do you admit it?" The fierce-looking middle-aged man went straight to the subject and began to ask.

Fang Yuan said speechlessly: "I said, don't you think it's a waste of time for a tribunal in the East China Sea Theater to go around for such a trivial matter?"

"Answer my question! To admit or not to admit?" the vicious middle-aged man raised his voice and asked.

Fang Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Is it even necessary to use the language trap?"

The vicious middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, and found that the young man in front of him was not as easy to deal with as he imagined.

He punched the table and shouted, "Answer me, do you admit it or not?"

"Okay, don't engage in such boring language traps. I won't answer 'admit', and I won't answer 'do not admit'. I will only answer, I didn't have any illegal operations in the actual combat assessment." Fang Yuan's voice calmly replied.

Next, the vicious middle-aged man continued to interrogate for half an hour.

During this period, he used language traps many times, trying to induce Fang Yuan to say something he shouldn't say.

Fang Yuan was talking about it, but he didn't get caught.

It can be seen from his formulaic way of saying that he wants to formulate what he wants, and then directly use it as evidence, reverse black and white, and make things true.

This Li Xiangjian's energy is a bit terrifying.

Fang Yuan was starting to get nervous.

After half an hour,

The arbitration has entered the second stage.

Fang Yuan was taken to the arbitration tribunal and sat in the trial seat with Wei Hailong.

When the two met, they looked at each other with a calm expression.

Fang Yuan leaned over a little and asked in a low voice, "Is it being rhetorical?"

"Small tricks, it's not surprising." Wei Hailong replied.

At this moment.

Li Xiangjian walked in, sat on the appeal table, leaned back in the chair, and his face was full of the arrogance of the superior.

People from all walks of life came in one after another, and some spectators sat in the audience.

Arbitration officially begins.

An agent stood up and began to appeal on behalf of Li Xiangjian, emphasizing the final ownership of the battle flag in the actual combat assessment.

This is indeed the case. When the actual combat assessment ended unexpectedly, Li William was the last person to touch the battle flag.

Therefore, the arbitral tribunal supports this view.

"According to the actual combat assessment rules, the final winner should be the Li William team. However, the final winning reward was awarded to another team. Wei Hailong, you are suspected of favoritism, do you admit it?" The arbitrator began to ask.

"No." Wei Hailong replied calmly.

"According to the evidence provided by other instructors, when you decided the final winning team, you did not communicate with them, but you made the decision alone, and violated the rules of winning the actual combat assessment. This is favoritism!" The arbitrator asked. , The attitude has obvious partiality, and he wants to convict Wei Hailong.

Judging from the current situation, Fang Yuan and Wei Hailong are grasshoppers on the same rope.

Once Wei Hailong is characterized as a favoritism, Fang Yuan will also be unlucky.

Li Xiangjian is like a king, watching all this with a smile, as if the entire arbitration tribunal is in his hands.

He did this, naturally, not for the worthless Xingli injection.

There are two reasons why he did this. First, the first place in the actual combat assessment is really very important, and he was originally determined to win it.

Secondly, Li William was injured too badly.

When he saw Li William seriously injured in the hospital, he decided to kill all the people who made his son become like this.

However, if you directly send someone to do it, the method is too ugly.

So, he used a little power.

Using power to kill a small person with no background is just a very simple thing.

He enjoyed the feeling of playing with his opponent, not only to achieve his goal, but also to see the other party's unwilling and powerless expression.

The law of survival in the Star Power Era is just like that.

Those who have mastered powerful power and star power technology have everything in this world.

"Wei Hailong, you violated the actual combat assessment rules and committed fraud for personal gain. Now you are going to be adjudicated. What else do you have to say?"

This matter is actually just a cutscene. After a few big bosses met and chatted outside the venue, the matter had already been decided.

Wei Hailong replied, "I didn't decide the winning team in the actual combat assessment alone. I was also instructed by others."

"Who is it? Confess it. If you are not the main envoy, your crime can be mitigated." The arbitrator asked.

"This person is right there."

"Who is the envoy? The bailiff, go and bring the man to the trial seat."

The arbitrator looked around and found that there were still a lot of people in the audience, and repeated: "Who is the ambassador? If you stand up yourself, I can handle it as a surrender, and resisting the crime will only be heavier."

At this moment.

An old man stood up from the auditorium, walked down the steps, walked all the way to the trial seat, sat in the chair next to Fang Yuan, crossed his fingers, and waited for the trial.

"It's me, judge."

The arbitrator saw the old man sit on the trial table, and the hammer in his hand fell to the table with a bang.

He didn't know who the old man was, but he recognized the navy coat he was wearing.

The three stars on the epaulettes of the navy coat, and the medals draped over his chest, blinded him.

This is a navy admiral.

The arbitrator suddenly found that he was finished.