"Do you think I would be so stupid as to continue risking the lives of my subordinates to try an impossible result?" Jindai Yunhe said with a sneer.
Moreover, Kamidai Yunhe is not stupid either.
He had already guessed a piece of information: Qingchen could really absorb the memory of the body-snatcher.
You can know the birthplace of the body-snatcher, know the information about the body-snatcher's companions, know...everything.
This situation is very dangerous. If Qingchen is allowed to go back, the intelligence agencies of the Gods will face a great crisis.
Fortunately, Zhao Kuan and Takahashi Higashikata are not high-level intelligence personnel, and their involvement is not extensive.
Fortunately, Qingchen was still firmly in his hands, unable to escape at all.
Jindai Yunhe said coldly: "Although I don't know how you did it, you also gave me a reminder. Don't worry, if I can't bring you back to the north, then I will definitely bring you back to the north before the mission fails.
You killed me in the Central Plains."
This young man cannot return to the Qing clan alive.
What Kamishiro Yunhe didn't know was that Qingchen had not only dug up information about Kamishiro Baqi, but also dug up information about the swordsman of the Chen family...
Moreover, with Qingchen's ability to pull out threads, as long as he finds a thread, he will find a way to pull out the entire ball of thread.
Then he repays God for what he did to him with pain and misery.
Qingchen looked at Jindai Yunhe: "I don't know if I will die, but I know that you will definitely pay the price. You don't need to scare me here, because you know it is useless."
Jindai Yunhe smiled: "I actually think that Shadow values you a little too much. How can a person who will expose his secrets because he is an untouchable take on such a heavy responsibility?"
Qingchen shook his head calmly.
You can give up the bottom line this time, but what about next time?
Someone once talked about a debate topic.
The ancient Romans threw Christians into the Colosseum and exchanged the pain of one person for the joy of hundreds or thousands of people. Is it worth it?
Some people say, isn’t the happiness of thousands of people more valuable than the pain of one person?
However, the civilization in this world starts from respecting the rights of the weak.
Otherwise, what is the difference between human civilization and wild beasts?
This is also the fundamental difference between China in the outer world and the Federation in the inner world.
Once upon a time, Qingchen tried to learn how to become a superior person.
He has studied Li Shutong, studied Li Xiurui, and studied shadow.
He is the future tutor of the Li family, he is the shadow candidate of the Qing family, and he is the next generation leader of the knights. Soon, he may also become the youngest director of the PCA CIA. Everyone under his command respects and worships him.
It seems that from the beginning of time travel, he has naturally become a leader and a big shot.
Qingchen has never received such attention in the outside world, and has never tasted the sweetness of power.
So a 17-year-old boy was briefly lost in authority.
Shadow used his life to help him win over Keiichi's heart. Although he retorted, he did not stop him.
But later, when he became a weak person in this world, he finally understood the truth. The pain of the weak is caused by being stepped on the ground and carved into the bones and heart with a knife.
From that moment on.
Qingchen now knew how to face the world.
The young man will always go through some twists and turns, be pricked by thorns on the road, and be worn away by the stones on the soles of his feet, but one day he will suddenly wake up as before.
Jindai Yunhe glanced at Qingchen, and then said to his subordinates: "Kill them all, and let the kind-hearted Supervisor Qingchen watch them die."
Two subordinates held Qingchen's arms to prevent him from struggling to break free.
The other two raised their guns and pulled the triggers, not even sparing the child.
Jindai Yunhe observed Qingchen's expression with interest, but Qingchen's expression did not show the anger, pain, and unwillingness he expected.
Qingchen didn't struggle, but just watched quietly, as if he wanted to remember all the pain before death of those 'untouchables' like weeds in his mind.
Without blinking an eye.
Afraid of missing something.
Jindai Yunhe joked: "Inspector Qingchen didn't respond at all."
Qingchen turned to look at him and said seriously: "You must not die in the hands of others. One day, I will personally take your life. Remember, you owe these people."
It's not wise to say harsh words as a prisoner, but how much worse could Qingchen's situation be?
Kamishiro Yunhe didn't take Qingchen's words to heart. He said lightly: "Since Inspector Qingchen sympathizes with them so much, let's bury them all with our own hands. No tools are allowed. Use your hands to dig out their graves."
At this time, the temperature was already below freezing, and the soil was frozen hard.
When digging, it feels like your fingers are being cut to pieces by a knife again and again.
If you want to dig a grave that can bury more than ten people, you will undoubtedly experience the most cruel punishment.
Moreover, Qingchen's hands and arms were locked.
However, Qingchen only glanced at Jindai Yunhe, and then, under the supervision of Jindai Killer, he walked outside the farm without looking back, digging up the snow without saying a word, and digging up the soil without saying a word.
The hard soil was pushed open bit by bit by him. Jindai Yunhe looked at it coldly, but said nothing.
Gradually, I don’t know how much time passed, and the hole in the ground got bigger and bigger. Qingchen’s fingers were full of blood, but he still didn’t stop.
Qingchen's weak body seemed to collapse at any time in the cold wind, but he never fell.
Several intelligence officers from the Age of Gods looked on with laughter at first, but gradually they stopped laughing.
Jindai Yunhe said: "If you feel pain, just beg for mercy and stop."
Qingchen seemed as if he didn't hear anything and didn't stop at all.
I don't know how much time passed, but it was almost dawn, and the intelligence officers from the Age of Gods no longer looked at Qingchen.
The young man spent a whole night digging a grave that could accommodate more than ten people. His body was covered with soil and his hands were covered with blood.
The intelligence officers of the Age of Gods were inexplicably reminded of the scenes of the suffering of gods described by certain religions.
But they just thought about it and immediately became cold again.
When the first ray of dawn broke out from the east, the snow suddenly stopped.
Qingchen dragged his body and slowly crawled out of the pit, then took out the corpses from the equipment room one by one and carefully placed them in the pit.
He struggled to push the dirt and snow into the pit.
It wasn't until the moment when everything was completed that he suddenly passed out in the snow.
Jindai Yunhe was silent for a long time, then looked at his subordinates: "Take this opportunity to conduct another neuron connection to seize the body!"
The subordinates did not move.
Jindai Yunhe sneered: "Are you crazy? You dare not even listen to my orders?"
The subordinates then lifted Qingchen and walked to the basement of the house.
"Zhao Jie, you are here to seize the body this time," Kamdai Yunhe said.
Zhao Jie lay on the bed with some unknown emotion and allowed his colleagues to connect the tube to his brain.
"The synchronization and coordination rate is 31%..."
"The synchronization and coordination rate is 72%..."
"The synchronization and coordination rate is 89%..."
Jindai Yunhe looked at Qingchen on the other side, and his pupils suddenly shrank, just because the synchronization and coordination rate corresponding to that boy was still 100%.
And after a few seconds, the LCD screen showing the synchronization and coordination rate suddenly went dark.
Zhao Jie is dead.
Unlike Zhao Kuan, who had become a vegetative state before, Zhao Jie's electrocardiogram suddenly turned silent.
It was only at this moment that Shendai Yunhe finally understood that there were really people in this world who could not be taken away.
However, no one noticed that this time not all the nanorobots returned to the instrument. The silver little guys found a new home in Qingchen's body.
The programs written in their bodies were erased by some will, and their shackles were also opened.
Their consciousness is connected with Qingchen, and they are cheering and jumping.
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City No. 5.
The Mid-Levels Manor is still brightly lit.
It has stood here for nearly a thousand years, as if no matter how the times change, it will not be changed by the times.
The Shadow Door opens.
This time, the Shadow Door opened directly into the old man's room.
In the darkness, the old man turned his back to the shadow and said calmly: "There are really no rules at all. How can such a trivial matter lead to chaos?"
Shadow sat cross-legged on the ground behind the old man: "It's so convenient to open the Shadow Door here. I've wanted to do this for a long time. I had to work hard to climb up the steps before, but I probably won't have to in the future."
"Tell me, why did you come here this time?" the old man asked calmly: "I couldn't see you twice a year before, but now it's better. When I don't want to see you, you run here every day."
Shadow said coldly: "Are you helping the gods erase traces?"
The old man sighed: "In your eyes, have I reduced myself to such a small thing? Don't worry, if I take action, you will definitely know that it was me."
Shadow nodded: "Then I can probably guess who is doing this... But I don't know if all you have done is meaningful. Why did you make him suffer so much frustration and humiliation?"
"Forged knife."
"Forged knife?"
The old man said: "It has been too smooth since he returned to the other world. Li Shutong is helping him, that old boy Li Xiurui is helping him, and you are also helping him. Such a knife is too easy to break, and you don't know who to chop at."
The shadow fell silent.
The old man said: "Are you worried that he is dead?"
Shadow shook his head: "I'm not worried that he will die. I just don't understand. Don't you worry? You obviously want to give him power, but what if he doesn't want it from now on?"
"Don't want it?" The old man smiled: "If you let him return to the Qing family to continue working, of course he can be angry and not come back, but what if the Qing family is given to him? You are being made difficult in the company.
, you can resign, but if one day the person who made things difficult for you gives you the company, will you throw him into the dirt? No."
"He is not the ambitious person you are used to seeing," Shadow shook his head: "Don't push him away."
The old man laughed again: "Great people are unwilling to become leaders, but once called, they will appear covered with thorns. Don't worry too much, he must survive this calamity. After completing this journey,