Chapter 1633
Chapter 1633: The 12th Person, Qiao Jin’s Warning (2)
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It was Glenn Hutchinson.
The setting sun cast its afterglow on him from the side, accentuating his deep features and making his tall figure appear even more distinguished.
Among the passing students, it was inevitable that some would turn to look, with quite a few girls gathering around, whispering about him with hearts in their eyes.
Flossie Wright halted her steps.
She raised her eyes and looked at Glenn Hutchinson ahead, just in time to meet his gaze.
With a slight frown, Flossie quickly noticed Glenn’s gaze shifting away.
He didn’t stop at them.
As he gradually approached, his figure became clearer, but he showed no intention of stopping, walking past Flossie without even glancing sideways.
From start to finish, it was only a single moment of eye contact.
Feeling the cold breeze by her ear, Flossie looked up nonchalantly, then put her hands in her pockets and casually walked forward.
Perry Reed stopped in his tracks.
Watching Flossie’s carefree figure moving forward, he furrowed his brow slightly, a hint of coldness in his gaze.
Soon, Perry walked forward and reached Flossie’s side.
By then, Flossie had already stopped a student to ask for directions to the campus training ground.
"Not leaving yet?"
Noticing Perry had come beside her again, Flossie asked coldly.
Perry stopped.
Flossie also stopped.
Raising his hand, Perry’s fingers brushed past her ear, then landed on a strand of hair under her cap.
Grabbing a strand, he gently tugged and pulled it out.
Flossie shot him a cold glare.
"Repayment."
A smile at the corner of his lips, Perry spoke slowly, his meaning unclear.
Retracting her gaze, Flossie ignored him and walked straight toward the training ground.
Perry stayed where he was, watching Flossie’s figure get further and eventually disappear into the trees around a corner flower bed.
At the training ground.
When Flossie arrived, it was not yet six o’clock.
𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Apparently aware that the training ground was occupied, the on-campus students consciously detoured but couldn’t help stealing curious glances in this direction as they passed by.
In the middle of the training ground.
A pile of training clothes, shoes, and hats was gathered there.
In front of the training clothes stood Joshua Bailey and a female military officer.
The sky was gradually darkening, and under the lights by the training ground, Flossie identified the female military officer’s identity.
She had seen the materials Glenn Hutchinson provided, one of which had a photo of each trainee attached.
If nothing unexpected occurred, that female military officer was the last missing person for their 303 Dormitory.
The 12th person, Jo Quinn.
The woman was dressed in standard Air Force attire, her single bar and three stars on the epaulet particularly striking, her demeanor exuding sharpness and competence.
About twenty-five or twenty-six, at the peak of her prime, her features were orderly and beautiful, a kind of poised beauty that left an unforgettable impression at first glance.
Those lined up in two rows, both male and female trainees, couldn’t help but glance over at her.
Flossie touched her nose and sensibly lined up with the female team.
Unfortunately, standing in front of her was Cassie Ferguson, who held a grudge against her.
Thus, the moment Flossie got close, she could sense a gloomy aura.
Calmly, Flossie stood in place, keeping a certain distance from the person in front, waiting to register, receive the training clothes, shoes, and hats, and receive dormitory assignments.
The dormitory was assigned randomly.
Casually done, following the order of the queue, merely registering a name was sufficient.
— End of Chapter 1633 —