An excuse?
Zhou You stared at the other man, then suddenly laughed.
"Fine. I just wanted to hand my pass to this officer. Who knew what got into him? He suddenly pressed the alarm, then accused me of carrying contamination and trying to force my way through the checkpoint...
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As soon as he said that, two voices rang out beside him.
"A pass? Brother Zhou, how did you get one??"
"He's lying!!!"
Yet the young sergeant ignored both of them entirely. He merely stared at Zhou You and asked, "What evidence do you have?"
Zhou You shrugged.
"This officer just hid my pass in his uniform pocket. Why not search him?"
Lieutenant Xu turned his gaze toward the soldier.
"Take off your jacket."
"Lieutenant Xu, I—"
"I said, take it off."
The soldier's face flushed red. He seemed to want to struggle desperately one last time—but under Lieutenant Xu's cold gaze, he ultimately took off his military jacket and handed it over trembling.
Lieutenant Xu searched the pockets and easily found the card.
"Private, do you have an explanation?"
"I—"
Before the soldier could speak, Lieutenant Xu continued.
"Don't tell me your uncle gave it to you. I know the man. He doesn't have the ability to get you a first-class citizen's pass."
"..."
The soldier's words were forcibly choked back. After racking his brains for a long while, he finally came up with another excuse.
"I confiscated it... Yes, I saw that this guy's appearance clearly didn't match someone who could get a pass. It was probably stolen goods, so I temporarily held onto it..."
Even Fu Jin wore a look of contempt this time.
His words contradicted themselves. He had just claimed that Zhou You was highly contaminated and had tried to force his way through, yet