Capt. Cassian Ando walked slowly out of the neon halo. He didn't feel much emotional fluctuation, and his steady and restrained steps didn't seem to be able to reveal his emotions. That kind of stable and unique temperament passed through the dim light, conveying a heavy sense of quality.

Then his steps stopped.

He didn't speak. He just hid himself between the light and shadow. The flowing light slid down the well-defined facial features. Between the slovenly beard and messy hair, there was a touch of darkness that people could not distinguish and judge. Even their eyes could not see clearly, Can only vaguely capture the light of the eye - it is a pair of transparent eyes, as if to see through the skin.

It's just a silent pause, without eyes or expression, but from the steps and posture, there is a deep distrust

He didn't like her.

Jean Urso made such a judgment.

"When was the last time you contacted your father?" Cassian finally spoke. Her voice was very thick and even heavy. She created a kind of strong and powerful language without fluctuation and fluctuation, but produced excellent effect. The invisible pressure came down with her tall and straight figure.

Only Jean Urso can detect Cassian's position: his figure is projected down, covering his body, like an invisible cage, locking himself.

Change a position or adjust an angle, that feeling will disappear, which also means that only Jean Urso can feel it, which makes her feel like a needle on pins and needles; But now, her attention did not stay here, and her thoughts floated to the far end with Cassian's questions.

Father.

Jean Urso's mood is a little tense. She hasn't heard this term for a long time. She didn't expect that the rebels came for her father; This makes her somewhat stubborn to raise her jaw, in a more brave and tough way, to meet Cassian's eyes, trying to prove that she will not have any fluctuations because of this topic.

Only intertwined hands thumb, inadvertently revealed her inner struggle.

"Fifteen years ago." She said, word by word, no waves.

Cassian seems to be a little surprised, but also seems to be thinking about it. Her chin is slightly invisible, and her eyebrows gather in the middle because of meditation, which adds a little vicissitudes to her face.

It's a very wonderful moment.

In the lens, Garris didn't see too many details of lenley's performance, what eyes, what actions, what expressions, and it seemed a little fuzzy at the junction of light and shadow - after editing into the film, the audience would not be able to capture too much; But what's interesting is just here. Lanli just used a pause, similar to the pause of thinking or hesitation, about half a second, or even less than half a second, but created a kind of dignified, little by little superimposed, psychological pressure seems to be accumulating in a way visible to the naked eye.

There is no "water without trace", but more "insignificant", but the subtle changes of breathing and speaking rhythm are invisibly perfectly integrated with the role, scene, light and lens, and those emotions and emotions are quietly transmitted, which is perfect for Gareth!

"Do you have any idea where he is now?" Cassian then inquired that the steady and powerful voice was piling up the pressure further.

Jean Urso didn't like his eyes - although he was hidden in the shadow and couldn't see them exactly, she could still feel the scrutiny as if she were a criminal. The pressure from her face distracted her. She didn't want to reveal her vulnerability.

In the past 15 years, she had never really thought about it - yes, of course she thought about her father's condition; But she never dared to think about it.

At the bottom of her heart, she was afraid to know the truth. Because she witnessed the stormtroopers killed her mother and took her father, she could not imagine how much pain he was suffering and what he was doing if his father was still alive. The truth is too terrible.

Jean Urso lowered her eyes, her slightly trembling lips soon calmed down, but she still revealed her inner struggle. Then she raised her eyes and looked firmly at Cassian - although her pupils were trembling slightly, she did not escape. She came forward with dignity and showed her tenacity stubbornly.

"I tend to think he's dead." Jean Urso blinked to avoid turning her slightly moist eyes into tears, but her uncontrollable trembling voice was a loophole. She took a deep breath. "It makes things easier."

However, Cassian did not have the slightest pity and did not want to let her go.

Cassian's mouth rose slightly, showing a trace of irony, and the anger behind the irony was lighting up - because Jean Urso's answer was, "simpler than what? He was used by the Empire as a tool for making war machines? " They all know that Galen Urso has become the Executioner - at least the weapon of the executioner, and Jean Urso is prepared to ignore it so lightly? He couldn't stand it and didn't want to.

The irony in the words is so sharp and sharp that the mask of calmness is gradually cracking, revealing the fangs behind the mask.

After all, Cassian is not the big man behind the scenes who is calm and gives directions. His enthusiasm, passion and surging make him always stand in the front line, fight side by side with his comrades in arms, and fight with his own hands, even at the cost of his own life.

He tried to be calm and patient, but he still couldn't hide his true self.

Cassian's hostility made Jean Urso's neck more upright, and he seemed to draw strength from the storm, making himself more firm. "It's too luxurious for me to have political opinions." Behind a simple sentence, there is too much bitterness: she must struggle on the survival line and strive to survive all the time; As for ideals and positions, those things are too far away.

After a brief leak of her vulnerability, Jean Urso quickly took back her sight and refused to let Cassian feel more of her emotions.

Cassian took a half step forward.

It's only half a step, but you can see the uncontrollable anger in the tense muscles, roaring under the skin bag, so that you can't move forward, from the mental pressure to the physical pressure, accumulating layer upon layer, and rushing towards Jean Urso with open teeth and claws.

"Really?" Cassian obviously didn't believe Jean Urso's words. The aggressive momentum gradually permeated from behind the broken mask. With the progress of his steps and the forward leaning of his upper body, his face staggered between light and shadow. There was a stubborn feeling in his calm eyes, which was like interrogating a prisoner. The voice of doubt began again, "well, When was the last time you contacted sol Guerrera? "

Every word is as heavy as a thousand.

Jean Urso couldn't believe her ears, which made her eyes burst with anger; But then it dawned on her that their target was not Galen Urso, but sol Guerrera.

But whether it is the former or the latter, she is just a tool, a bridge to find the goal. In vain, her mind also fluctuated violently, holding a glimmer of hope to see her father again. More importantly, they suspect that they are in secret contact with sogrela, and may even suspect that they always keep in touch with their father. So, do they suspect that they are spies of the Empire?

After realizing this, Cassian's attitude was explained. Jean Urso finally understood her innocence, which made her angry with herself.

Jean Urso turned his head slowly and met Cassian calmly. He didn't speak or speak. The light in his eyes was firm and resolute. He expressed his protest and condemnation in silence. He seemed to be saying:

Is that how you rebel? Through an innocent woman, to achieve their goals? Do you want to achieve your goals by no means? Or did you finish the trial without any evidence? Don't even care if you make a wrong judgment and hurt innocent people?

This is your justice?

That pair of bright eyes towards Cassian head-on impact in the past, burst out a powerful force, reversing the always passive state; This calmed Cassian's anger a little. He didn't speak or act, and seemed not to be moved at all. The two men started a fierce fight, but the flicker of the light in the bottom of their eyes revealed his hesitation. However, it was just a moment.

In a flash.

Nevertheless, Cassian did not continue to be aggressive. He kept his original posture and faced the trial of Jean Urso's eyes. Unconsciously, their position and aura seemed to be changing subtly. Jean Urso, who occupied the commanding height of morality, hit Cassian's weakness.

After all, Cassian is not a man who will do anything for his purpose.

However, Jean Urso is not the unreasonable type. Although her anger is rolling now, and she has gained the upper hand, she honestly replied, "that has been for a long time." Words with irony and banter, just like Cassian.

Cassianwei moved his upper body invisibly. He could feel that his body was hidden in the shadow of light again, but his words didn't have any hesitation and pause. He directly ignored the sarcasm in Jean Urso's words and said, "but he still remembers you. Or, no? "

Small fluctuations did not stop Cassian, he returned to the original plan track, "he may agree with you. If you visit as a friend. "