"Gwen, could it be that the Mind Flayer in your heart deceived you?"
"You know, how many times have you been beaten to death?"
"If you have the legitimacy of the Mind Flayer, then it is no match for you."
Laura was instilling the concept of Utopia into Gwen, which was a purely profit-oriented concept and theory. Gwen was embarrassed to interrupt her, and she felt a little regretful in her heart to let Laura know about her daily sparring with the Mind Flayer.
...But keeping it secret is not a problem. Laura knows the terrain of the entire utopian country very well. Years of wandering outside allow the archaeologist to find good hiding places for the mind flayers to practice.
She also went to watch it once.
Annali's flying knife pierced three layers of steel plates in front of her, causing her to never look at it again, and so far she has never said a good word to Annali.
This person is as vengeful as a cat lantern.
And in terms of escaping and avoiding danger, it is even better than the cat light.
"She's not a bad person either..."
Seeing that Laura was going too far, Gwen had no choice but to put in a good word for Annalie.
"Just a little naughty..."
It means that Annali has become a die-hard playmate with Cat Lantern. Thirty percent of the cats that fell into the lake from the cat tower were thrown by Annali!
"Also, I feel a little more free..."
Refers to Annalee's recent development of a timed power bomb that blows out the hearts of sinners.
"..."
Gwen kept talking for a long time, and Laura stared at him:
"Don't say a good word for the Mind Flayer. If she treats you like you treat her, she will definitely not give us a place name that does not exist at all. Do you know where the place you pointed out yesterday is? If I hadn't felt that yesterday
It’s weird. I checked some information myself and combined it with reality, otherwise I wouldn’t have noticed it!”
"Gene Era"
Seeing her speaking so confidently, Gwen couldn't help but become curious: "So, where is it?"
After being done with it, Laura slapped the table and said in a low voice as if she was telling a secret:
"It's the ancestral home of the Long Yan family!"
…
"Long Yan once lived in Yin Wensi's castle with his family."
"..."
The dark cabin has cork walls covered with icons and maps, and paperwork and reports readily available on the table.
The authorities' special investigation team managed to turn a luxury hotel room into a studio.
Liqi listened to her boss Smirnov talking with the investigators invited.
This is a group of secret agents.
A gang full of elitism, the leader's name is 'Kassim', a weak-looking, tall woman wearing a black trench coat with a stand-up collar. She has a rare feminine feeling in the secret investigation, even if she walks into the police station wearing one, she
A visor that can't be taken off indoors.
She never refuses any entrustment.
"Agent Smirnov, you asked me to go to Long Yan's ancestral home to look for slim clues. Although I am willing to accept this commission, out of my personal professional ethics, I remind you that finding nothing will be 90% of the time.
The outcome of nineteen possibilities.”
Her voice was very pessimistic, sounding like she was about to die soon, and also like someone who had experienced a tsunami but comforted herself that she would be safe if she stayed in a small train.
"But I insist."
This resolute voice comes from Smirnov, he is a good man, really.
But unfortunately, good people don't live long in Utopia - Lizzie felt herself sighing.
Snapped!
There was applause around her, and she turned her head. Chris, a chestnut-haired coyote in the group, Ron, was smiling kindly at her.
This idiot.
Li Qi controlled the raised corners of her mouth and pulled Chris to the seat next to her. She glanced at Smirnov and received a stern look as expected. Kasim opposite Smirnov was very professional, and his profession could serve as a
It’s an adjective, that is, being meticulous, not showing surprise when something unexpected happens, and having a patient expression.
"Morty, oh, Morty."
Chrissy's soft voice was like singing.
Li Qi tilted her head and tapped her lips with her index finger: "Shh, don't you see what the boss is talking about?"
"oh oh."
Chris was quiet for half a second, showing the impatience of a child with ADHD, and grabbed Lizzie's hand.
"You sighed?"
"without…"
"You lied to me?"
"..."
"I thought we were friends."
Looking at those big watery smiling eyes, Li Qi could not express her feelings directly. Because the entire group was recruited and everyone got to know each other from scratch, which is why she chose this group to lurk. Starting from the oldest
The building blocks began to build a tall tower.
In an instant, she regretted this decision.
"We are friends."
After swallowing a thousand needles, she said these words.
If fate is destined, if time is destined, this friendship will only be a tragedy. Because she is not [Morty, who is both good at morals and learning], but [Ricky, who is extremely vicious]. Emotional, rational? Emotional and filial piety means to find someone.
Opportunity to confess to her,' reason whispered. 'The right connections will enhance the authenticity of your disguise. People will suspect a bachelor, a lonely person without friends, as a spy, but they will not suspect a person who has friends, a career, and everything.
People are agents'.
Ambition says:
"You were born to climb high, Lizzie."
Cowardice says:
"That's enough, hide incognito, that's enough."
Chris is a double typical Ronn girl. There are two types of Ronn girls. One is like sunshine, which can melt the gloomy and cold environment. The other is like an ice cellar, ascetic and you don’t know what is hiding under the appearance.
.Chris is the former.
She is sunny, generous, smart and capable, has high business intelligence, and is quite romantic...
Li Qi glanced at the tie where she had been photographed by the other party. She didn't know when there was a blue rose.
Looking over, Chris received a bright smile asking "Am I awesome?"
She is a country girl, a country girl.
Li Qi pulled out the blue rose in disgust and raised it to cover her lips, fearing that her smile would make the other person worse.
This kind of small interaction is not punished, which is the same as exchanging small notes with classmates in class without being called up by the class teacher to answer questions.
"Chrissy!"
Smirnov chose to force Chrissy because the Miss Morty disguised by Lizzie was relatively withdrawn.
"If you really have too much strength and nothing to use..."
She was so popular. Lizzy looked at the resolute Smirnov with critical eyes at some point. She thought that the officer was in pain inside. It was obvious that he was forced by Chrissy's charm quite a lot during this period...
It's obvious that he likes her. The attraction between Yuanlishi and Yuanlishi, the sweet and sunny dog Rongen and the meticulous wolf Rongen, even their races are very compatible.
If Lizzie really views Chris as a friend, she should be happy for her.
Smirnov is a resolute man. He is not very old. Although his position is not high, he is very powerful and his income is good.
"Just go and cooperate with Ms. Kashim and don't do anything unnecessary," Smirnov said.
"Sir, if I don't do unnecessary things, what should I do? It can't be in vain, right?"
Chrissy winked at her boss with her left eye and said teasingly.
The boss decided to share the merit with her. No one could make a mistake. They are all elites. They knew that Chris's major was the ability to trace bones, but she knew people well and put them in good positions.
But it is difficult to do.
Appointing and dismissing people in Utopia is sometimes just to avoid appointing real talents. This is also normal and common.
The two men were noisy.
A real good match.
but…
Once Li Qi thought of the scene of Smirnov and Chris messing around in her mind, it was so real and so unimaginable.
"Miss Morty."
Kasim's voice suddenly came.
Li Qi glanced up in surprise. Kasim stood in front of him with his hands in his pockets.
"Um?"
"Source power is the power of the heart." She whispered, but she was condescending, her violet eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts, "I heard uneasy noises and dangerous notes inside. Losing control is not an elite source of power.
Things a Taoist would do.”
Reminds me of my childhood.
Li Qi thought, can't the other party stop pretending to be his elder? It's Suka's thing.
But half a second later, she realized that she was unfair to Kasim. Liqi was born in a family that had to do its best to survive... She made it up, but the young woman who was her mother also said so.
: "You are an elite, don't fail."
It's completely natural and unacceptable.
It was not difficult for her to put on a fake smile that was lonely but fearful, just like a little wolfdog who was afraid of danger.
"Thank you for the reminder. I have watched the performances of the Fellow Troupe in the past two days, and I am still very moved. I will remember it if I lose my mind, so..."
Did she see it?
Liqi's fingers gently buckled the tab on the back of her high boots.
Kasim looked at her condescendingly. After a few seconds, he seemed to be worried about "not being in the same army" and did not go into details. He only confirmed the condition of the person who was vaguely emitting unsettling power.
He went back and finalized the contract with Smirnov.
At the same time, Chris will act as an accompanying inspector.
After finalizing the decision, the secret agent went back to prepare equipment and equipment, but before going back, Kasim looked over.
Those violet eyes.
He looked over deeply, like a hunter.
"It's time to leave." This thought kept echoing in Li Qi's mind.
Customer service is difficult.
she thinks.
Then, she thought again.
How the hell did Curseblade endure all this? As a spy with many faces, how did that woman face such a sincere process of forming friendships and betraying them? Would she feel pain?
…
"I curse you, Kareniya!"
A black-haired man was roaring, his hands were shackled, he was roaring hysterically, twisting his body, and blood was constantly oozing from his wrists.
"You will suffer forever, Kareniya!"
madman.
Gwen thought, and then looked at the Cursed Blade, who had a playful smile on her face that could not reveal her true mood.
As the Tea Festival approaches, all the harmful elements are highlighted. Especially some rebel groups in the academy. These people do not do evil things, but they are more dangerous because of it. Intention to subvert Long Yan's rule is a major crime in itself. These ideals
If left unchecked, the ideologues will quickly and seamlessly transform into extremists.
He and Curse Blade worked together to set up traps, capture, and escort them.
Then I saw with my own eyes that this extremist was escorted to jail and interrogated.
He comes from an organization called Laoxianrenhao Community Maintenance and Liberation Group. He is the number one figure in it. The condition he proposed to plead guilty was to see the curse blade. Now that he has seen it, he is almost hopelessly crazy.
.
Cursed Blade put one hand in her pocket, looked down at the person who might have been her friend, and said softly:
"If you want to curse me or resent me, then pronounce my name correctly first."
"Gregory, remember it clearly."
"My name is Petevna."
The black-haired man made a roaring sound from his throat, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.
"Kareniya, you will always be Kareniya, that traitor Kareniya, that Kareniya who once raised her arms and shouted for our ideals. Look, the blood of people with lofty ideals will one day
It will drown you. When their tombstones are engraved with thousands of names, but they only refer to you, how can you stay out of it?"
Gwen found that she couldn't help but think of the TV series she had watched, the despicable traitors and the idealistic and passionate patriots. Unfortunately, this time she was standing beside the traitors...
Curse Blade took out his pipe from his pocket, sparks flashed through the black, smoke filled the air, and fire points fell to the ground.
Snap.
She stamped out the sparks and said softly:
"sure."
She lowered her body, leaned over, and looked into the eyes of Grigory, whose hands were shackled.
"...because when your hot and hot blood flooded over, I stepped on the raft made of your corpses."
When Gwen and Cursed Blade walked out of the prison built by the Shad people and decorated by the Lut people, they heard the roar of pain and anger coming from inside, resounding throughout the world, and the wave of despair and hopelessness overwhelmed them.
It is a source of power that is as big as a sea of blood.
What is strange is that this sea of blood formed by the virtual source power does not have any smell of blood. It slaps and submerges, and it does not make people feel breathless. Instead, it feels like Gwen's source power.
General, warm, and full of ideals.
Gwen watched as the cursed blade was swallowed up.
Half a second later, the wave of source power that could not be continuously output subsided. He put the cursed blade in his pocket with one hand and turned his head to look at the prison.
He quickly turned around again.
Gwen wasn't sure if she saw a hint of water.
It was too weak, too indistinct, just like seeing the halo of a feather and identifying what kind of bird it was as soon as it appeared in front of you. Curse Blade is also an accomplished apprentice in the path of source power, and he has achieved remarkable results in controlling emotions.
To the extent that people are amazed.
No matter how he asked after returning, Cursed Blade would not defend himself even a word, but devoted himself wholeheartedly to his work, just like an injured middle-aged man.
The transfer was in the evening.
After he took a shower, he put on the scented talcum powder and enjoyed the refreshing feeling while dripping it.
There was a knock on the door.
Opening it, Cursed Blade stood outside, looking down at him in thin clothes.
"I'll go out tomorrow and introduce you to a colleague."
"Are they from a strange organization again?"
Gwen regretted it after she said it and wanted to do it for herself. Why would she poke someone else's scar?
"No, it's a fellow secret agent."
Her expression remained unchanged.
"She wants to see you."
"She wanted to satisfy her curiosity before helping me change stupid Gregory into a room where he could at least see the window."
Gregory?
The name is like fishing bait.
He tightened his collar, not wanting to appear too rude:
"So, you are really friends?"
"To help or not to help?"
"I'm just curious…"
"Help?"
"Tomorrow I have to buy gifts for the Tea Festival with Hua Hua..."
"Don't help?"
Gwen raised her hands and grabbed Squirrel Girl's shoulders, pushing her out.
The door slammed shut.
"go to hell!"
“…”
"If it's morning, I can still promise that after nine o'clock, I will take a shower, eat, and watch TV shows, and I won't care about your behavior of taking your friends out as if they are exotic animals from the zoo!"
“…”
Gwen quietly opened the door crack, but the Cursed Blade had already left.
Angry, he slammed the door again and cursed fiercely.
