Chương 297: 297 Delicate Atmosphere (First Update)

In the silent underground room.

They stood face to face, Song Shiqin slightly lifted his eyelids and looked at Chu Jin, his voice low, "How do I know all of this isn't arranged by you?"

His dark and deep eyes were filled with an inquisitive look.

Her skills were truly outstanding, even surpassing those of professional female soldiers! No doubt about it, her courage was also immense.

But at the same time, there were too many doubts about her, which made one unable to help but suspect.

Chu Jin stood opposite him, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a gun, his eyes slightly cold.

The sparkling peach blossom eyes met those black orbs, delicate and deep with a hint of scrutiny, the corners of her lips curled up in a smile, her dimples shallow.

Seventy percent roguishness, thirty percent chilliness.

It left a person somewhat unable to fathom the truth.

After a moment, she finally spoke slowly, "Mr. Song, do you know how Cao Cao died?"