Magic is a clever trick art based on reality. We all know it is "fake", but we still like to be "deceived" by it, because it can show many incredible and amazing things in the real world.
sleight of hand.
Take the most classic magician's rabbit as an example. Although many people now know that what deceives us is just a mirror that divides space into two, it still deceives the eyes of countless people before they understand the secret of this trick.
So, in the face of an unprecedented "magic" like the Tomb of Jingtianhuo, how many people can really see its trick?
Many people may not be aware of this issue at all, let alone think about it.
However, a few people finally came to their senses, and the representative figure among them was Yang Yurong.
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"What a bold guess..." Lemidia thought seriously for a long time, but had no specific concept, so in the end, she said: "We need Han Kongwen's help. I think in this world, except Han Wensheng, the most
She is the only one who understands Yang Yurong."
Lin Sen nodded, but he corrected him: "Han Wensheng's understanding of Yang Yurong is only the side that Yang Yurong wants him to see, but Han Kongwen is different. She should have seen the side of Yang Yurong that she least wants others to see."
"Well...it sounds true to hear you say that...but now that Han Kongwen is locking herself up in that kind of place, can we really get anything beneficial to us from her?"
Lin Sen thought for a moment and then said: "It should be no problem, but I have to make you feel uncomfortable."
"You wronged me?" Lemedia didn't understand.
Lin Sen raised his hand to comb Lemidia's hair behind her ears, and then said: "To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. We can use some special methods to create a possibility for them to communicate, but this process may
It will transfer the emotions of both people to you, so..."
Lemidia understood: "It is indeed a good idea...but why not just let the two of them meet? Wouldn't it be better to face some things calmly?"
Lin Sen smiled bitterly, put his hand on his lover's cheek and whispered: "Based on the truth we know, the deaths of Yang Yurong and Han Kongwen must be closely related, regardless of what specifically led to Han Kongwen's death.
But in short, Yang Yurong cannot escape the relationship..."
"But... didn't she find a way to make up for it later? She even completely blocked herself. Such atonement should be forgiven by Han Kongwen?" Lemidia.
Lin Sen looked into Lemidia's pure eyes and said, "Is she really making up for it..."
Lemidia frowned: "What do you mean...isn't it?"
Lin Sen shook his head: "I'm not sure... but I always feel that in Yang Yurong's intelligence samples, the obsession with freedom has long been ingrained. Even if she wants to make up for it, she may inadvertently promote more possibilities."
Lemidia thought for a while and said: "You mean... Han Kongwen's death was not an accident? It was just an emergency for a certain Yang Yurong? Just like her relationship with Han Wensheng..."
Lin Sen did not nod affirmatively, but Lemidia saw the suspicion in his eyes.
"This...isn't this too scary? If this is true, then Han Kongwen and her uncle Han Wensheng are so pitiful...they are completely victims."
Lin Sen: "It is possible, but those are not important. What is important is that we have to do everything possible to untie the knot between them, so that we can find the original founder of the Center Veil and the truth about its creation.
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Lemidia understood, but then again: "Indeed, Han Kongwen and Yang Yurong are such smart people, how should we, uh... that... you know!"
Lin Sen smiled: "Disguise is indeed an art, but it is difficult to deceive them with physical changes, so... I plan to combine the power of super-yuan intervention to disguise you as someone vague or even out of thin air in their memories."
The traces that appear, and then continue to deepen the traces through the words of the two people, we should be able to find the answer we want."
Lemidia was still a little dizzy after hearing this: "Disguised as hazy traces...is this possible?"
Lin Sen nodded seriously and said: "It's not possible, but it must be possible! Because there are some suggestive implicit concepts or fragments in everyone's inner world. You can understand this implicit concept as what someone said.
You only remember this passage, but you may not be able to clearly remember who said it. It is like a glimpse, existing, but cannot be concreted, but after disguising it, we can try to use a specific image
To replace these glimpses, then...I will become someone in your memory who seems to have never appeared, but you feel that you should know me...'friend'!"
After finishing such a long paragraph, Lemdia felt that even with her intelligence, she could not keep up with the rhythm, but she understood the core content.
However, in order to make sure that his understanding was correct, Lemidia still asked: "Like that old classmate whom I haven't seen for many years and whose name I can't remember?"
Lin Sen smiled when he heard this: "Yes, that's understandable!"
"Oh... then I understand! But... how can I complete the communication with both of them at the same time? And according to what you said before, I also have to be responsible for standing in the middle of them to communicate?" Lemidia understood.
The core concept, but the specific operation is still at a loss.
Lin Sen said: "This is simple, come on, spread your hands."
Lemedia obeyed obediently, and then said curiously: "Then."
Then... Lin Sen mysteriously took out two things and placed them in Lemidia's hands, and then closed her hands together.
Lemidia didn't see what exactly it was, but she could clearly feel the warmth in her left hand and the coldness in her right hand.
This kind of synchronous transmission of feelings has vaguely explained a lot of things.
Then Lin Sen said: "Remember this feeling, then relax your body and mind, and you will become the bond between them. But again, doing so will transfer their emotions to you.
The feeling should be unpleasant, so..."
"It's okay. Compared with Wu Huan's loneliness for so long, this small scene is nothing! So, we'd better start quickly, we can't let Wu Huan wait any longer!" Lin Sen was very moved by Lemidia's words.
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but……
It was said to be a small scene, but only after this special communication started, Lemidia realized that he had underestimated the complicated emotional entanglement between Yang Yurong and Han Kongwen.
Because, just from the beginning, a heartbreaking feeling reached the depths of Lemidia's soul.
The anger and helplessness of being betrayed, thrown away, and isolated almost caused Lemidia to sink into pain. Fortunately, she had Lin Sen's reminder and her own strong willpower, and finally stabilized herself.
got this feeling.
But when Lemidia opened the door and saw the scene in the room, she couldn't help but take a breath...
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As soon as she opened the door, Lemidia smelled the smell of blood, and the pungent stench made her feel inexplicably depressed.
He tried to turn on the light, but the room was still extremely dark, but Lemidia was finally able to see the scene in the room clearly...
There were still blood stains on the ground, broken things could be seen everywhere, the dagger was discarded by the pool, the mirror was broken, Han Kongwen was huddled in the corner with weak breathing, her eyes were hollow, the breath of life was leaving her
And go...
"Kongwen!" Lemidia exclaimed, she quickly ran over, and then began to check Han Kongwen's physical condition.
It doesn't matter if you don't see the result. At first glance, Lemidia's heart is completely cold.
There were a total of forty-five stab wounds on Han Kongwen's body. Although almost every one of them avoided the fatal position, one knife pierced Han Kongwen's liver.
The massive bleeding made this girl, who was not very healthy to begin with, look extremely fragile. There were faint traces of bruises on her pale face. Lemidia could not imagine who had done this to her.
"I'm going to call the doctor!" Lemidia quickly stood up.
But Han Kongwen grabbed her.
"Don't go...it will harm Rongrong...don't go..." Han Kongwen was as breathless as ever. At this moment, she was still thinking of Yang Yurong, not herself.
"But! If you continue like this, you will die!" Although Lemidia is a non-existent glimpse at the moment, the emotions she conveys are real.
Han Kongwen could feel that the eager person she saw in her eyes was not Lemidia, but the person she felt most indebted to.
"It's okay... I brought it on myself... It's my own fault, and I should bear it myself!" After Han Kongwen spat out these words with difficulty, a flush appeared on her face, and she smiled, quite loudly.
Bitter and miserable.
"Why..." Lemidia knew that she had to seize the time, so she grabbed Han Kongwen's hand, just like she made efforts when she knew that she could not save the life that was about to fall.
Lemidia closed her eyes and shook her head: "There is no reason... I... brought it upon myself..."
After saying that, Han Kongwen's breath disappeared, and she just sat in a pool of blood, letting her body become cold.
Lemidia felt chilled all over. She stood up slowly, and there was a scream behind her!
"ah!!!!"
That was a girl who appeared in the photo. She should be the daughter of the Constantine family and one of Han Kongwen's friends... She lived downstairs, and when she heard the noise, she went upstairs to check.
What we saw was such a tragic scene.
Lemidia was just a glimpse, she didn't exist at all, so when Qin Qing broke through the crowd, pushed away the coroner, and hugged her childhood friend, she was just the ignored part.