Dear Commander-in-Chief

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Bai Mori had a feeling that her meticulous calculations were futile.

Looking at Gu Qiqi’s exquisite and perfect face, she became even more angry.

Why was this d*mned country bumpkin still so calm and collected after becoming a prisoner? Why did she look so inviolable?

Could it be that Gong Jue liked how this b*tch looked?

She refused to believe it!

Under the impact of jealousy, Bai Mori raised the needle with one hand and raised the other abruptly.

Bam!

A slap landed on Gu Qiqi’s face!

Half of her face had gone numb from the burning sensation.
Although Gu Qiqi had applied medicine on her face in advance, Bai Mori was too ruthless.
She still tilted her head in pain and clenched her slender fingers under the shackles into fists.

The jailer didn’t expect Bai Mori to suddenly cause trouble.

He looked up at the ceiling camera worriedly.
The CCTV there was connected to the presidential palace.
Someone would check it at any time.

He reminded Bai Mori in a low voice, “Professor Bai, the presidential decree is clear and preferential to the prisoners.
It’s against the rules to bully prisoners.
If someone catches hold of something, you and I will suffer.
Let’s… try our best… not to leave wounds on the prisoner…”

He gave Bai Mori a look.

It seemed to be hinting that as long as there was no wound, she could do anything.

Bai Mori pursed her lips and smiled.
“You’re mistaken.
I’m not hitting her.
Actually, I just want to see how the blood vessels will react after her face is filled with blood.
Uh… This is also a step in her blood test.
You can treat it as a necessary part of the experiment.”

As she spoke, she looked around at Gu Qiqi’s face.

One cheek was fair and the other was slightly red.
There were five fingerprints.

She really wanted to slap him a few more times but she could not be so obvious.
She would leave something behind.

Regretfully, she aimed the thick needle at the thin blood vessel on Gu Qiqi’s elbow…