The Monster I Was Redeemed

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 would be 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 thrown out, and their only purpose was to make that Lydia take the initiative to expose her.

It doesn't matter if they are working hard.

It was enough to let 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 broken.

"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 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 was more painful.

This kind of silently manipulating others to do things for themselves. The person involved thinks that this is what he wants to do and is not aware of it at all. This 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! That's 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 retaliating against someone requires taking the time and being 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 things to be busy with, so he doesn't have 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.

……………………

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-to-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 have endured it for half a year, and today is as good as tonight.

Ai Liang calmly stuffed the stationery bag into the locker, then walked out of the classroom with it.

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 go out to play 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: "...You must be avoiding me on purpose these days, right?"

No wonder Ye Qing thinks so.

Since the day Ye Qing spent the night at Ai Liang's house, Ai Liang has been away from home for two consecutive days and only goes 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 asked with her head hanging down.

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? Later..."

I may no longer be here in the future.

Ye Qing did not say the second half of what was in her heart.

But Ye Qing didn't continue to ask. Since Ai Liang didn't want to say it, there was no need to force the other party 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.

Yi Wenna, who had tied her hair into a side ponytail, was staring at the two of them with a bad face, or rather, at Ai Liang's hand on Ye Qing's head.

She walked to the two of them very naturally, took Ye Qing's hand, and pulled it out of Ai Liang's grasp.

"Ai Liang, you should go out today. Xiao Qing and I will go to the cafeteria to eat first..."

"A Liang's work is done, and I will go home to cook tonight."

Ye Qing smiled and brushed Yi Wenna's palm away, raised her hand and scratched her cheek with her fingertips: "Aren't the fruits at home almost finished? We were just discussing where to buy fruits."

"Huh~~" Yi Wenna hissed.

Why put your hands on your head to discuss where to buy fruits?

If you were discussing something else, would you hug each other and go to bed?

Yi Wenna looked at Ye Qing with a resentful look, and matched her expression, which made Ye Qing embarrassed.

I thought Ai Liang was not at home these days and was deliberately avoiding Ye Qing, but now it seems that not only Ye Qing guessed wrong, but also herself.

The relationship between these two people has not fallen into the so-called avoidance period at all!

Yi Wenna finally spent a few days in her own world, but from the current situation, she is afraid that she will become a light bulb again.

"Okay, okay, let's go back quickly. Today is the beginning of the winter vacation. Be careful that the streets will be full of people and you can't walk."

Ye Qing quickly changed the subject and asked: "What do you want to buy later? Grapefruit or pear?"

Yi Wenna thought for a while: "I want to eat dragon fruit."

This answer made Ye Qing speechless: "... I think you just want to play. Every time you eat dragon fruit, you like to use a toothpick to pick out the seeds inside, and you pick it for half an hour."

"I just like to eat seedless dragon fruit, isn't it okay?" Yi Wenna said stubbornly.

Recently, Yi Wenna has accumulated a lot of pressure to prepare for the final exam.

Just like some boys will make an appointment to go to the Internet cafe for two days and two nights after a long vacation.

Picking dragon fruit seeds with a toothpick or a needle is actually a behavior that Yi Wenna uses to vent pressure.

The three of them walked and talked, and on the other side, Zhu Lan and Dewey also met at the door of a buffet restaurant.

……………………

After buying the tickets, Zhu Lan and Dewey were led by the waiter to a remote corner.

The two did not ask for a private room, anyway, Dewey was there.

As long as Dewey used his weird ability to influence the people around him, no one would care about the conversation in this corner.

Although the two lived in the same city and even in adjacent counties, today was their first formal 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.

"We really haven't seen each other for a long time. Who told you not to choose a place closer to me when you forged your identity?"

After Zhu Lan put the vegetarian dishes, she picked up a plate of mutton rolls.

Compared with the traditional way of eating one by one with chopsticks, in a place like a buffet restaurant, she prefers to pour all the ingredients into the pot at once.

"Go ahead, we must talk in person if there is anything. You don't look like you have anything important to do."

Dewey hesitated for a while and asked, "Are you still single now?"

Zhu Lan heard this and showed caution: "Why, are you interested in me? I tell you, it's impossible for us to be together. I just want to find an ordinary good man to live with."

"Who is interested in you."

Dewey couldn't help but refute, but seeing that Zhu Lan was staring at him, he looked away and added: "Even if there is, it's a thing of the past. I found a girlfriend recently."

Zhu Lan retracted his gaze and started to grill: "Oh, then congratulations, so you found me just to show off A wave of affection? "

"Do you think that's possible?"

Dewey took a deep breath and said, "I met a hermit not long ago."

Zhu Lan's hand trembled, and he almost dropped the barbecue tongs into the hot pot: "Are you sure?"

"Not sure, but I couldn't even resist him when I faced him."

Dewey smiled bitterly: "Except for dx818a, we have no fighting power at all, whether that person is a hermit or not.

Because whether it is an apostle or a fusion warrior, it makes no difference to us, he is definitely not someone we can afford to offend."

"Let's get to the point, why did he look for you."

Zhu Lan didn't care about the barbecue at this time.

"He knew our identities and said he wanted to talk to someone among us. After I handed over Bloom and Lydia's emergency contact numbers, he disappeared." At this point, Dewey asked Zhu Lan: "Since he wanted to find someone among us and was not sure of that person's location, he would definitely ask a few more people. Even if he didn't know that you had everyone's contact information, we were so close, he should have asked you, have you seen him?" Facing Dewey's question, Zhu Lan was silent. She had never heard of this at all. Just looking at Zhu Lan's expression, it was clear that the hermit had never looked for 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 knew, I wouldn't come to ask you. It's because his purpose is unclear and he has the ability to find me that 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 make sense.

No one can rest assured that someone could still come to her door after she has 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 words.

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 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 in front of 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? "

Dewey's words are very straightforward, but from his perspective, there is nothing wrong with these words.

Zhu Lan couldn't refute, let alone force him to change his title, because it was 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 to talk about this this time. 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."

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