Chen Shaodong looked at the memory card in his hand without blinking.
The harder he worked and anxious during the investigation, the more lethal Ai Liang's words were to him.
Chen Shaodong thought that the hermit needed this information, so he planned to take this opportunity to make some demands.
But who would have thought that the Hermit didn't care about the progress of their investigation at all. They were just bait, and their only purpose was to make that Lydia take the initiative to expose her.
It doesn't matter even if they are working hard.
It is enough to let that Lydia know that when someone was investigating the deceased, the investigation was on her head.
"So we were all fooled by you."
Chen Shaodong had an idea flash in his mind, and fear suddenly arose in his heart: "There was no bomb from the beginning, right?"
Chen Shaodong now would rather Ai Liang really planted the bomb.
But the reality is cruel.
"Indeed, the bomb is just an excuse to stimulate your motivation. Although it is enough to arouse Lydia's alert, I still hope that the time spent on this process can be shortened."
Ai Liang explained the specific reasons very thoughtfully.
Chen Shaodong's mentality was completely shattered.
"So in less than half an hour when we met, you have already seen through all my psychological activities and personality, right?"
Chen Shaodong held the memory card tightly, with a hint of decadence in his tone: "From the moment I heard about the bomb, it has fallen into your control. Everything is done according to your will."
For Chen Shaodong, compared to the physical suffering, having someone see through his character and take advantage of him is more painful.
This kind of silent manipulation of others to do things for oneself, and the person involved thinks that this is what he wants to do and is not aware of it at all, is the most terrifying thing.
"If it's not my will, it's your will. I'm just taking advantage of it. After all, everyone is free to do whatever they want."
Ai Liang gave an example to describe this: "It's like a train is free, but as long as I lay the tracks, it will still move in the direction I want."
fnnndp! What is freedom?
Chen Shaodong resisted the urge to curse and wanted to save some face: "Aren't you afraid that I will notify the police about you now?"
Ai Liang said nonchalantly: "Of course you can inform me. When I have time in the future, I will also take the time to break your limbs."
I have to say that this sentence is very hurtful.
Even taking revenge on a person requires taking time and going along the way, which shows that Ai Liang doesn't take people seriously at all.
Faced with such arrogant words, Chen Shaodong had something to say.
But before he could speak, Ai Liang hung up the phone.
Ai Liang still has his own affairs to be busy with, but has no time to chat with him.
After transferring the remaining money through virtual currency, Ai Liang put away his phone and walked out of the breakfast shop.
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Qianhua Experimental Middle School teaching building.
The on-campus final exam is not used for multi-school joint exams, and only two subjects are tested in one day.
There were two subjects in the morning and two in the afternoon. The final exam was over soon.
There was a lot of joy in the direct-promotion class, and everyone was stuffing books into their lockers to prepare for the winter vacation.
The key classes are similar here.
It's just that they are more excited than those who have been promoted directly, and many of them are shouting excitedly.
Although there will be a class meeting tonight, the winter vacation will officially begin after the class meeting.
I've endured it for half a year, and it's as good as today.
Ai Liang calmly stuffed the stationery bag into the locker, then walked out of the classroom with the novel under his arm.
As soon as he reached the stairs, two jade hands put their hands on Ai Liang's shoulders.
"Why are you running so fast?"
Ye Qing held Ai Liang down and forcibly turned him around: "You haven't been home to cook for several nights. Are you going to play outside tonight?"
"No, I plan to go to the supermarket to buy some fruit." Ai Liang explained.
Ye Qing stared at Ai Liang without blinking.
After a while, he asked slowly: "...are you deliberately avoiding me these days?"
No wonder Ye Qing thinks so.
From the day Ye Qing spent the night at Ai Liang's house, Ai Liang was away from home for two consecutive days and only went home to sleep at night.
After school started, I ran outside as soon as school was over and didn't go home at all, as if I was deliberately avoiding someone.
Ye Qing didn't say anything, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart.
It was as if the relationship between the two was ruined by his embrace that night.
Ai Liang, who had returned to his original body, naturally noticed Ye Qing's uneasiness. He raised his hand and put it on Ye Qing's head and touched it gently.
"No, it's just that I have been busy with something in the past few days." Ai Liang said softly.
"What's the matter?" Ye Qing lowered her head and asked.
However, Ai Liang gave it away: "You will know later."
Ye Qing narrowed her eyes and rubbed Ai Liang's palm: "Can't you tell me now, or later..."
I may no longer be here in the future.
Ye Qing did not say the second half of what was in his heart.
But Ye Qing didn't continue to ask. Since Ai Liang didn't want to say it, there was no need to force him to say it.
"It just so happens that I have a day off today, let's go to the fruit shop together later."
Ye Qing suggested with a smile.
"Yeah." Ai Liang responded.
"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!"
A very deliberate sound of heavy coughing came from beside the two of them.
Yiwenna, who had her hair tied in a side ponytail, stared at the two of them with an unkind expression, or rather at Ai Liang's palm placed on Ye Qing's head.
She walked to the two of them very naturally, took Ye Qing's hand, and pulled him out of Ai Liang's grasp.
"Ai Liang, you should go out today. Xiaoqing and I will go to the cafeteria to eat first..."
"A-Liang is done with his work. Let's go home and cook tonight."
Ye Qing smiled and brushed away Yiwenna's palm and raised her hand to scratch her cheek with her fingertips: "Aren't we almost finished with the fruit at home? We were just discussing where to buy fruit."
"Eh~~" Yi Wenna hissed.
Why do we put our hands on our heads when discussing where to buy fruit?
If we want to discuss something else, should we hug each other and go to bed?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yiwenna looked at Ye Qing with eyes full of resentment, matching her expression, making Ye Qing feel embarrassed.
I originally thought that Ai Liang was deliberately avoiding Ye Qing by not being at home these days, but now it seems that not only Ye Qing's guess was wrong, but he was also wrong.
The relationship between these two people has not fallen into the so-called avoidance period at all!
Yiwenna managed to survive two people for a few days, but judging from the current situation, she might become a light bulb again.
"Okay, okay, let's go back quickly. Today is the beginning of the winter vacation. Be careful, the streets will be full of people soon and it will be too crowded to walk."
Ye Qing quickly changed the topic and asked: "What should I buy later? Grapefruit or pears?"
Yiwenna thought for a while: "I want to eat dragon fruit."
This answer left Ye Qing speechless: "...I think you just want to have fun. Every time you eat dragon fruit, you like to use a toothpick to pick out the seeds inside. It takes half an hour to pick out the seeds."
"I just like to eat seedless dragon fruit, don't I?" Yiwenna said harshly.
Recently, Yi Wenna was preparing for the final exam, but she had accumulated a lot of stress.
Just like some boys will meet up to hang out in an Internet cafe for two days and two nights after a long vacation.
Using toothpicks or needles to pick out dragon fruit seeds is actually one of the behaviors that Ewenna uses to vent her stress.
The three of them were walking and chatting, and on the other side, Zhu Lan and Dewey also met at the door of a cafeteria.
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After buying the tickets, Zhu Lan and Dewey were led by the waiter to a remote corner.
The two of them didn't ask for a private room, since Dewey was there anyway.
As long as Dewey uses his weird ability to influence the people around him, no one will care about the conversation in this corner.
Although the two live in the same city and even in neighboring counties, today is their first official meeting in the past two years.
"Should I say "Long time no see" at this time?"
Dewey looked at Zhu Lan who was putting potato and lotus root slices into the hot pot and said.
"It's true that we haven't seen each other for a long time. Why didn't you choose a place closer to me when you forged your identity?"
After Zhu Lan finished ordering the vegetarian dishes, she picked up a plate of mutton rolls.
Instead of eating with chopsticks, she prefers to pour all the ingredients into the pot in places like the buffet.
"Tell me, I have to talk to you about something, and you don't look like you have anything important to do."
Dewey hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you still single?"
When Zhu Lan heard this, she looked wary: "Why, are you interested in me? Let me tell you, it is impossible between us. I just want to find an ordinary good man to live my life."
"Who is interested in you?"
Dewey couldn't help but retort, but seeing Zhu Lan staring at him, he looked away and added: "Even if there is, it is in the past. I found a girlfriend just recently."
Zhu Lan looked away and started to grill: "Oh, congratulations, so you came to me just to show off your affection?"
"Do you think that's possible?"
Dewey took a deep breath and said, "I met the Hermit not long ago."
Zhu Lan's hands trembled and he almost dropped the barbecue tongs into the hot pot: "Are you sure?"
"Not sure, but I can't even resist when facing him."
Dewey smiled bitterly: "Except for dx818a, we people have no fighting ability at all. It doesn't matter whether that person is a hermit or not.
Because whether he is an apostle or a fusion warrior, it makes no difference to us, he is definitely not someone we can afford to offend."
"Tell me the important thing, why is he looking for you?"
Zhu Lan couldn't care less about the barbecue at this time.
"He knew our identities and said he wanted to talk to some of us. After I handed over Bloom and Lydia's emergency contact numbers, he disappeared."
At this point, Dewey asked Zhu Lan: "Since he wants to find someone among us but is not sure about that person's location, he will definitely find a few more people to ask.
Even if he doesn't know that you have everyone's contact information, he should ask you since we are so close, have you seen him?"
Faced with Dewey's question, Zhu Lan remained silent.
She had never heard of it at all.
Just by looking at Zhu Lan's expression, one could tell that the hermit had never gone to find her.
Dewey murmured to himself: "It doesn't make sense, there are only a few of us, I thought he went to find you first..."
Zhu Lan interrupted Dewey and asked: "Do you know what his specific purpose is?"
Dewey spread his hands: "If I had known, I wouldn't have come to ask you. It's because his purpose is unclear and he has the ability to find me, so I came to you for consultation.
I have finally started a new life, and I don’t want to live in fear all the time in the future.”
Dewey's ideas are reasonable.
No one can rest assured that someone could still come to your door after you have retired to seclusion.
Zhu Lan shook his head: "I don't know, I have never even seen the person you mentioned.
If he is really a hermit, what does a person like him who can stand at the top of all major forces do with little characters like us?
I don’t think there’s anything in us that deserves each other’s attention, except…”
Zhu Lan didn't finish his sentence.
But Dewey took the initiative to take over the conversation: "You mean he is looking for dx818a?"
Zhu Lan corrected her with an unkind expression: "Call her name."
Dewey shrugged indifferently: "Come on, I know his origin very well, and you are the only one among us who would regard that weird monster as a human being.
Don’t forget that when you were dealing with the Hai Xin Hui’s pursuers, the rampaging dx818a stabbed you in the stomach with his claws.”
Memories of the past came to mind, and Zhu Lan subconsciously touched his belly.
Then he said calmly: "That was in the past. She has stabilized now and is no different from ordinary people."
"That's how it looks to you."
Dewey shook his head and expressed his opinion: "No matter how docile a lion appears to ordinary people, as long as you have seen it bite its prey, it is difficult to treat it as a pet.
Since we were completely separated and traveled to various parts of the Asian League, you are the only one who is still with dx818a. As time goes by, you will naturally regard him as a companion.
But I have never seen Him, and I have never understood Him. Even if you say that He is no different from ordinary people now, I can't believe it, not to mention that I know what it was transformed into.
I am different from you. You are a scientific researcher and I am a combatant. For people like me, even some weird things in my body have a certain degree of fear.
So I may never be able to accept a real weirdo and treat him as an ordinary person.
Besides, even you sometimes fear Him, don’t you?”
What Dewey said was very straightforward, but from his perspective, there is nothing wrong with these words.
Zhu Lan could not refute, let alone force him to change his title, because it would be meaningless.
The atmosphere of meeting old friends completely disappeared at this moment.
Even if the ribs on the barbecue paper started to smell burnt, no one cared.
In the end, Dewey took the initiative to change the topic: "Forget it, I didn't come to you this time to talk about this. Haixinhui sent a lot of people this time.
Even Chuck Battier is here. It’s only a matter of time before we send out fusion warriors. They must have key clues about our whereabouts. How do you plan to deal with this crisis?”
Zhu Lan picked up the tongs and threw the burned barbecue into the trash can: "What can I do? Keep running away and start a new life with a false identity."