in the name of evil

Chapter 125
The sudden truth made Jiang Li feel sad for a while.

"Anyway, these are all the circumstances I know, and I don't know what parts you forgot."

Chen Yixuan patted Jiang Li on the shoulder, expressing his condolences.

"All I can say is, quite a bit."

Jiang Li sighed:

"There are many events that have had a major impact on me that I have forgotten or replaced with other content.

And the thing that scares me the most is that I don't know when this change occurred, maybe it was the next day, maybe it was yesterday, or something else that I didn't notice at all. when.

If I hadn't checked with you again, I might never have discovered this problem in my lifetime. "

Chen Yixuan can't help substituting himself. If the things he experienced in the past have changed silently in his memory, what will be the result?
He didn't dare to think about it, because as soon as this thought appeared, it began to spread uncontrollably, and the uneasiness of living in a false world enveloped him enough to make him doubt life.

"I suggest you see a doctor again. Your situation seems to be more serious than I thought."

Just imagining himself as Jiang Li, Chen Yixuan already felt the creeps.

"Why see a doctor? If I'm admitted to the hospital for observation again, who should I talk to?" Jiang Li directly rejected Chen Yixuan's suggestion.

"But what if the follow-up is more serious?" Chen Yixuan was a little worried.

Jiang Li shook his head: "No, I will write all these things in the diary when I go back, check it every day, and record the state of memory every day. If there is a sudden change, I will know immediately, but if there is no If it changes again, it means that this is a one-off, just a sudden mutation caused by a certain time before, "

Chen Yixuan nodded first, but then he thought of something:
"Then what if you forget the diary together? You don't remember writing a diary at all?"

"You and my baby, right? At worst, I'll set a daily alarm clock to remind me to read my diary and records."

Jiang Li was a little speechless, his little brother didn't expect him to be better at all.

"Okay then." Chen Yixuan reluctantly accepted: "Remember to tell me about your condition frequently, although I still suggest you to see a doctor."

"I will, but don't tell your parents, they are old, don't let them worry, you know?"

Jiang Li got up and patted his buttocks.

"Okay, but the premise is that nothing happened to you." Chen Yixuan also stood up.

Jiang Li said 'hmm', and bowed to the tombstone in front of him: "Brother Qi Jun, one day, your name will be clearly engraved on it."

Chen Yixuan also followed Jiang Li to worship, and said firmly: "It will definitely."

But in fact, Chen Yixuan also knew that it would not be an exaggeration to say that it would be extremely difficult to uproot the criminal organization that killed Mr. Qi that had not been completely eradicated in Jiangcheng for so many years.

But even so, he still said the same thing as Jiang Li from the bottom of his heart. For them, this is a beautiful vision, although it is difficult to realize it.

Chen Yixuan thought that Jiang Li had the same thoughts as him, but he didn't realize something was wrong until Jiang Li suddenly asked him if he could look up the previous files on the return journey.

"You don't really want to investigate, do you?" Chen Yixuan almost lost his grip on the steering wheel.

"To tell you the truth, I do have this plan." Jiang Li sat in the co-pilot, the seat was adjusted very low, and the whole person was almost lying on the seat, holding his head in his hands, very casually.

"Are you kidding, it's absolutely impossible."

Chen Yixuan did not leave any room for negotiation.

"That's right." Jiang Li sighed: "These documents and materials should be very confidential, and you really can't touch them at your level."

"The provocative method is useless, how old are you still doing this?" Chen Yixuan was a little helpless:

"You were a policeman before, so you should know the resources and capabilities of the police. It is impossible to say that there are no clues, but these clues are far from enough to form a net.

There is a strict internal hierarchy and one-line connection. You should understand how difficult it is to catch them all.

Isn't it because of insufficient evidence that they have not closed the net for so many years?
At that time, even if you can catch some small fish and shrimps, it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

Seeing that the situation is not right, the real bigwigs go to the border and smuggle to places like the Golden Triangle in Southeast Asia. Even if the clues are broken, all the human and material resources sacrificed in the past will be in vain.

And those people were all desperadoes, not just Brother Qi, it was impossible to say how many people died under their hands.

Whenever you get a little contaminated and they notice it, you might not even know how you died.

So whether it's public or private, it's impossible for me to let you wade into this muddy water. "

"That's right." Jiang Li nodded and didn't say anything more.

Just when Chen Yixuan thought that Jiang Li just got excited by accident, he heard Jiang Li continue to ask:
"Do they have guns?"

"Yes, and quite a few. Why are you asking this?"

But Jiang Li did not answer Chen Yixuan's doubts, but continued to ask:

"Do they have heavy firepower? Heavy machine guns, grenade launchers, bazookas or something."

"Uh this, probably not, I'm not sure."

"Then do they have mercenaries? Do they have nuclear bombs?"

"Brother, don't be joking. If they have a nuclear bomb and still act as desperadoes, do they have a problem with their brains?"

"Okay, I probably understand that there is nothing but evil." Jiang Li knew the answer he wanted from Chen Yixuan's expression.

Chen Yixuan was a little hard to understand Jiang Li's brain circuit:

"In short, they are very dangerous. Don't think about them. I am not qualified to look up the information in the archives. This is not our job. You just live a good life. Sooner or later These rats will definitely be caught."

"All right." Jiang Li promised that Chen Yixuan would not mess around.

But after calming down, Chen Yixuan felt a little funny again, why did he worry about this.

For Jiang Li, who is now an ordinary person, even if he wants to mess around, he probably won't be able to touch those darkness in his life, and he seems to be a little too worried.

After thinking about this clearly, he only regarded it as Jiang Li's whim and didn't think about it any more. After sending Jiang Li home, he told Jiang Li to remember to post the Spring Festival couplets tomorrow morning and then left.

In a blink of an eye, it was the next day, which was New Year's Eve.

Early in the morning, Jiang Li was awakened by the sound of festive firecrackers downstairs.

His soul was still lying on the sofa, but his body had already sat up.

So many days of sofa sleep had made his neck used to the torture.

"Spring Festival couplets. Spring Festival couplets" Jiang Li dug out the red paper, cheap brushes and ink that he bought last night, and began to write in a daze.

Surprisingly, Jiang Li's handwriting was very good.

Li Baiwan did not know when she appeared behind Jiang Li, and read with great interest what Jiang Li wrote:

"Sweeping the world one by one is not fair, cleans up all the filthy hearts in the world, if you can't see it, you can still write calligraphy?"

Jiang Li, who was still half asleep and half awake, suddenly woke up, his hands trembled, and the last word was almost crooked.

"Well, I went to the Children's Palace before to cultivate hobbies, and I learned it for two years, but it was abandoned later."

"Why? After studying for two years, you can write so well without practicing often. Wouldn't it be possible to reach the pinnacle if you keep practicing?"

Li Baiwan said with some regret.

"The reason is very complicated." Jiang Li put down his pen, and said with some embarrassment: "You know, the Children's Palace, they are all children, and they are all very strong. If there is nothing wrong, they love to write better than anyone else, and they are not easy to do. Heavy"

"Huh? Wait a minute. I can understand who is better at writing. Is there a point in the calligraphy competition?" Li Baiwan felt that something strange was mixed in Jiang Li's words.

"Well, children are born to be stronger, and they will argue if they can't compare. When the debate evolves to the end, literary fights often turn into martial fights."

Jiang Li smiled:
"Fortunately, I am more competitive. I am number one in both Wen Dou and Wu Dou in the calligraphy class of the Children's Palace."

"Uh, what do you mean, they couldn't write better than you, and they wanted to fight you, but you beat them instead?" Li Baiwan said in a daze.

"That's almost what it means, so the teacher doesn't dare to take me anymore, and the parents of those children who were beaten came to block the door of my house, so shameless."

Jiang Li shrugged.

"Then what was the attitude of Uncle Chen and Auntie at that time?" Li Baiwan was a little speechless, it seems that Jiang Li was not a good person when he was a child.

"I don't have a deep impression. I remember that my aunt should be very angry." Jiang Li recalled.

"Did they punish you?" Li Baiwan asked.

Jiang Li looked strange: "Punishment? Why should I be punished? My aunt was angry because she thought I was being bullied. As for Uncle Chen, because I beat you back, he rewarded me with a week's worth of meals."

Li Baiwan's expression froze: "What a sharp family education."

"It's like this. Although Uncle Chen is a policeman, what Chen Yixuan and I were taught since childhood is that after being bullied, we would rather stand in the dock and repent than lie in the funeral parlor and accept compensation."

Jiang Li explained.

Although Li Baiwan always felt that there was something wrong, she couldn't find anything wrong for a while, and after thinking about it carefully, she even felt that it made sense.

Li Baiwan, who couldn't think of words, had to change the subject: "Is the content of Spring Festival couplets appropriate?"

"I also feel that this is not what the Spring Festival couplets should have, but it is indeed my feeling to post."

Jiang Li mentioned the dried red paper and shook it:

"It doesn't matter, it's posted on my door anyway, if I say it's Spring Festival couplets, then it's Spring Festival couplets."

"Where's the horizontal batch?" Li Baiwan asked curiously seeing that Jiang Li had only written the first couplet and the second couplet.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Jiang Li seemed a little distressed: "After thinking about it a lot, I don't think it's appropriate."

"Why don't I think of one for you?"

Li Baiwan is eager to try.

Looking at Li Baiwan whose eyes were staring straight at the stars, Jiang Li was a little distrustful: "You?"

His face seemed to say 'Have you received nine years of compulsory education? ' A few words.

"Don't look down on people, I'll make you satisfied." Li Baiwan pouted with dissatisfaction on her face.

"Okay, then you can tell." Jiang Li sat on the sofa, crossing his legs like an old man.

"How about just setting your heart and mind?" Li Baiwan thought for a long time, and said a horizontal criticism that she felt very satisfied with.

After Jiang Li heard these four words, he sat up straight and said seriously, "Where did you copy it?"

"Copy it? Of course it wasn't copied." Li Baiwan said that she didn't copy it, but her expression and tone of obvious lack of confidence had already betrayed her.

Under Jiang Li's scrutiny, she was finally defeated and said honestly:
"Well, it's really not what I thought. It's what your father once said. The whole sentence is: 'Build a heart for the world, build a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and create peace for the world'. I feel that the momentum is extraordinary. And it fits well with the couplet you wrote, so I used it."

"Hengqu four sentences." Jiang Li felt a little emotional: "Every time I hear these four sentences, I feel goosebumps."

"What four sentences?" Li Baiwan was a little at a loss.

"Hengqu four sentences, these four sentences are said by a thinker in the Northern Song Dynasty, his name is Zhang Zai." Jiang Li explained.

"Ah, I always thought it was your father who said it." Li Baiwan was a little ashamed of her lack of knowledge.

"Then you can be regarded as putting gold on his face." Jiang Li felt a little funny.

However, since these four sentences have been uttered by his father, does it mean that maybe he also has similar thoughts, and is a person with ideals and ambitions in his heart?

Through Li Baiwan's resonance across time and space, the father and son suddenly felt a subtle feeling in Jiang Li's heart.

"But I think the horizontal batch you mentioned is very good, so let's make it so."

Jiang Li swiped his pen and wrote down the four big characters of Li Xin Li Ming.

After writing the last blessing, Jiang Li began to paste Spring Festival couplets at the door.

He looked around, and although the downstairs was lively, there was no one else in the corridor he was in.

He stretched out his hand and wiped it lightly, and the small advertisements that had covered the walls and doors for many years disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

It wasn't until the Spring Festival couplets were posted that Jiang Li remembered to ask Li Baiwan: "By the way, why are you awake? Song Xian hasn't woken up yet?"

And Li Baiwan seemed a little puzzled by this: "Well, she's been sleeping for a long time recently, and she's very sensitive when she's asleep, she doesn't sleep deeply, and she has to hug your clothes to sleep peacefully."

After hesitating for a moment, Li Baiwan said with some embarrassment:
"Actually, you don't have to worry about me, you can sleep as you used to."

"Don't think about it, you should know who I am."

Jiang Li gave her a blank look, and was about to wake Song Xian up.

I'm going to Uncle Chen's house for a New Year's Eve dinner later, and I can't bring Song Xian with me, so I have to explain some things in advance.

But when he walked into the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed and gently shook Song Xian's shoulders, he noticed something strange.

"You said she has been like this recently?" Jiang Li turned to look at Li Baiwan.

Li Baiwan nodded, very sure: "Yes."

Jiang Li then turned his head again, looking at the sleeping Song Xian.

"Didn't you feel that her breathing was abnormal when she fell asleep?"

"You put it that way." Li Baiwan frowned and took two steps closer: "It seems that sometimes she feels that her breath is not stable, strong and weak."

"She seems to be changing."

Jiang Li felt ashamed of his lack of awareness. Obviously Song Xian had told him that there was something wrong with his sleeping state, but he discovered the problem only now.

"What do you mean?" Li Baiwan didn't understand.

"She has reached the peak of evil ghost nearly a month ago, and now she seems to be transforming into a ghost."

Jiang Li smiled wryly.

　There are too many homework recently, and the amount of updates is a bit small, don't be surprised.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)