Nightmare Attack

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"the other side"

Wang Qi nodded, "I'm not the only one who thinks so, they all think the same way."

"Who do you mean by them?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"I don't remember their names. My mind is very messy. Whenever I think about this, I feel very confused." Wang Qi said, "We generally don't call them names, we use code names and numbers."

A name quickly popped into Jiang Cheng's mind, "Are you Crimson?"

"Is it dark red?" Wang Qi pondered for a moment, his eyes became deep, and after a while he said, "I don't know, but these two words are so familiar, I don't feel disgusted."

Jiang Cheng has always had doubts about Fatty's identity, but as Wang Qi said, he also has an unspeakable fondness for Fatty.

This is almost impossible for him.

He had also thought about whether Wang Qi was lying to him to gain his trust, or to divert his attention and seek benefits.

But his intuition told him that this would not be the case.

If he really wanted to stumble himself, the opportunity in the ghost story would obviously be more suitable. After all, after coming out, he would have to face three people on his side.

No matter how you look at it, he has no advantage.

Jiang Cheng forced himself to calm down, looked at Wang Qi, and asked, "Do you remember the name Pi Ruan?"

"No." Wang Qi replied decisively, "I don't remember much of the name. I only have some broken pictures in my mind. They are blurry and distant. I may have an impression of the person I met." "

Jiang Cheng walked to the table and opened the drawer. Inside was the paper bag he had brought back from the professor's studio. Inside the paper bag were rolled up drawings and a pencil for drawing.

"Brush brush brush"

Jiang Cheng leaned on the table and drew a portrait on the paper. It was not very detailed, but the characteristics were captured very accurately.

"That's him." Jiang Cheng turned the painting upside down.

Staring at the face in the painting, it's a man, with his head parted, and a face full of flattering expressions. He actually looks pretty good, but his appearance is a bit...

After a moment, Wang Qi seemed to suddenly remember something, "Yes, I have seen him, he is with us, but his name is not Pi Ruan, his name is Wei Jinting."

"Weijinting"

"Pi Ruan is Wei Jinting!"

Countless pictures emerged and mixed together in Jiang Cheng's mind. Once on Wu's mission, there was a guy named Wei Jinting.

After listening to Fatty's narration at that time, Jiang Cheng was still wondering how Fatty managed to sneak attack and knock out such a troublesome guy.

Thinking back to the way Pi Ruan hated the fat man in the studio, many things he couldn't figure out before suddenly connected together.

The speed was so fast that Jiang Cheng himself found it incredible.

After Fatty appeared, Pi Ruan's visits to him increased significantly, and he often gave Fatty his favorite food.

So that's it.

Portraits were lined up one after another, and Wang Qi identified them one by one. He seemed even more excited than Jiang Cheng, because it also reminded him of more and more memories.

During the May platform mission, Pi Ruan, the two people from Crimson No. 4 Wei Jinting, were finally rescued. The man was named Luo He, who was Crimson No. 3, and the other irritable loli was No. 8 Fu Fu.

As for why these two people did not hide their real names, Wang Qi could not give an explanation.

What he could remember was extremely limited, mostly fixed information such as names and identities. As for their crimson targets and action plans, he didn't know anything about them.

"Wang Fugui is Crimson No. 10." Wang Qi raised his head, looked into Jiang Cheng's eyes, and whispered, "And you are zero."

"I'm No. 0?" The memory in Jiang Cheng's mind became a little looser. He seemed to see the winding old stairs and the door deep in the corridor.

"No." Wang Qi shook his head, "You are Zero, that's your name."

It can be seen that when Wang Qi said this, his expression was very strange. It seemed that he couldn't figure out why.

In other words, this part of the memory about Jiangcheng was buried deeper.

As the conversation progressed, Jiang Cheng received more information, which also made him certain that he, as well as Fatty and others, were indeed former members of Crimson.

And he and Fatty are two very special people.

Pi Ruan was Crimson's eyeliner buried beside him. Logically speaking, there was no need to be exposed at all.

He had doubts then.

Now after learning the true identity of Fatty, the doubts are finally answered. He took the initiative to expose himself in order to cover Fatty and better lurk around him.

Although it sounds incredible, based on the existing evidence and clues obtained from various places, this is the most reasonable answer.

When he thought about the trouble he had caused under the name of Crimson during this period, Jiang Cheng felt that this was retribution?

"Do you want to go and see Wang Fugui?" Wang Qi asked: "I revealed some things to him, but not in such detail. He is in a very bad mood and is very resistant to his identity."

"Who are you?" Jiang Cheng asked: "I mean, is Wang Qi your real name, and what is your code name?"

Wang Qi slowly exhaled, "Wang Qi should be his real name. I'm not sure. As for my code name," he shook his head, "I don't remember it."

"You don't believe that I will forget my code name, do you?" Wang Qi looked at Jiang Cheng, with a sense of sadness in his eyes.

"I believe you." Jiang Cheng said.

"Go and see No. 10. He has forgotten me and is very resistant to what I say. I have to use some tricks, but don't worry, I will never hurt him." Wang Qi sighed and said, "I know He still has memories of me, but they are buried too deep.”

Wang Qi lowered his head and rubbed his temples. His eyes were bloodshot. It seemed that saying these words had caused great harm to his spirit.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Cheng's footsteps were not heard.

Wang Qi raised his head and saw Jiang Cheng motionless, still sitting directly opposite him, with a deathly silence in his eyes.

It was this look that actually made people like Wang Qi feel scared.

It seemed that whenever he fell into despair, something terrible would happen.

"Are you okay?" Wang Qi asked.

Jiang Cheng seemed to be awakened. He picked up the pen and quickly drew a portrait on the paper. This time it was a woman.

"Do you know her?"

Jiang Cheng painted a beautiful woman, and the moment Wang Qi saw the painting, his pupils tightened unconsciously, and he blurted out: "Sir?"

"She is also a crimson person, right?" Jiang Cheng tightened his fingers and grasped the drawing paper, "Is it No. 1 or No. 2?"

"No, she does not belong to our Crimson. She is" Wang Qi racked his brains, seeming to be looking for words that could define this person, "the creator of Crimson."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Qi saw Jiang Cheng coughing violently, and then blood spilled from the corners of his tightened mouth, but he quickly wiped it away.

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