super species player.

Chapter 115
Under Ajie's horrified gaze, Jiang Qian dug his finger into his right ear.

Then, his eye pupils moved to the right with his fingers, and two fingers pinched a gray-backed nail clipper, and pinched it out from the pinna...

The worm's body is not even as thick as a little finger, but it can curl up in a person's ear. It has six legs and two tentacles, and its tail is slightly upturned, like a pair of scissors.

Scientific name: earwig.

"You put this up, right?"

Jiang Qian held the young nail clipper and approached Ajie.

The nail clipper was still struggling with its claws.

And Ajie was completely frozen, and Jiang Qian's expressionless expression at the moment formed an indescribable horror in his eyes.

The enormous emotional stress caused him to temporarily lose his ability to speak.

"It would be naive to think you can control me with this thing. But this bug fits your style."

Jiang Qian held the bug on his fingertips and spun it around to observe.

This worm was quietly put into Jiang Qian's ear canal when washing his hair. It was an egg at first, but now it has hatched into an adult worm.Its function is to invade the brain, so as to control and confuse people's thinking to a certain extent, and it is used to save life at critical moments.

At that time, it was because Jiang Qian repeatedly mentioned Wang Fugui, which made Ajie wary, so he did this action.

Ajie didn't expect that with Jiang Qian's current poisonous physique, just secreting a little body fluid could kill this nail-cutter beetle for three generations!Not to mention invading the brain and bewitching thinking...

Now it seems that this operation is tantamount to digging its own grave!
It is precisely because of this that, looking at the nail clippers that fell from Jiang Qian's fingers, Ajie's current expression can be said to be uglier than a dead person.

"Let's talk."

Jiang Qian pulled another chair and sat down in front of Ajie, and said persuasively, "What is the 'that thing' that person just said?"

"..."

The pen in the left hand will be reversed in the right hand: "Are you sure you want to experience my torture method?"

Jiang Qian repeated the deterrence.

Ajie pursed his lips, his face was pale but silent, and he put on a bear like death.It seems that he intends to fight hard to the end.

Jiang Qian inspected the young stylist's current physical condition, and silently evaluated the torture procedures the other party could withstand: two exposed wounds on the chest and under the right rib, varying degrees of damage to the lungs and kidneys, massive blood loss...

This person has exhausted the physical fitness of the two-state and different organisms.

With Jiang Qian's confidence in his "professionalism" in this area, he will definitely be able to get something out of the torture. The worst result may be the use of capital punishment, and people will definitely not survive afterward.

Of course, this should not have been an element of his consideration.

But he suddenly didn't want to make it so complicated.

I came here to "live and die" not to seek revenge, but to obtain information about Jiang Yang and judge the possibility of the missing brother's survival.

In this matter, Jiang Qian didn't want to cause trouble, let alone be provoked by trouble.

……

The nail clippers that fell on the ground struggled to crawl to the corner and hide in the crevice.

Ajie, who was paralyzed on the chair, shivered faintly under Jiang Qian's cold eyes. He didn't know whether it was fear or the "fear of cold" reaction caused by blood loss.

Jiang Qian stared at him for a long time.

Started chatting with a digression:

"I met Teacher Wang Fugui in the dungeon two days ago, and the one over there is also there."

Jiang Qian glanced at Dr. Dai who was lying motionless beside him.

"Multiplayer S-level dungeon, the presupposition of annihilation of the entire army. Your master Wang Fugui was framed by his 'friend', that Doctor Dai over there. I promised to avenge him, so I killed Dr. Dai once in the dungeon. "

"As you can see, this guy didn't die at the time, so he made the same mistake here today."

Jiang Qian spoke in a calm tone, as if this murderous story had nothing to do with him.

"In exchange, your master gave me some intelligence feedback."

Ajie stared at Jiang Qian blankly.

So Jiang Qian raised his head and asked, "Have you heard of Jiang Yang?"

When he said this, Jiang Qian stared into Ajie's eyes, not letting go of any expression and demeanor that appeared on his face - Ajie didn't seem to have an impression of the name "Jiang Yang".

There was nothing but bewilderment and sadness in his eyes.

During this brief silence, Jiang Qian unexpectedly saw tears fall from Ajie's eyes without warning.

Although conceptually known that artists are more sentimental than ordinary people, the last time the person who was able to shed tears for a second was his sister Yu Xuan.

This made Jiang Qian silent.

Ajie didn't seem to expect that his emotions would collapse on the spot.

As the last person Wang Fugui saw in reality before his death, he had expected this result before Master returned that day.However, there is still a glimmer of hope.

There are many miracles in the evolutionary copy of the super-species world. As long as there is no news, it is not the worst news.

Until today, when Master's "friend" came to the door, until Jiang Qian told the truth, the torrent of emotions accumulated for a long time was washing away his reason.

Ajie lowered his head, dazed, tears mixed with the blood on his face and fell down his chin drop by drop, from crying silently to the final collapse of his entire expression.

Strong sadness hit Jiang Qian directly.

At a close distance, he could see Ajie's trembling shoulders, his rapidly flushed eye sockets, and the liquid secreted from his lacrimal glands, rushing through all obstacles like a bamboo.

He could observe that the other party was trying to control, but it was difficult to work...

An inexplicable feeling emerged from the bottom of Jiang Qian's heart: he was a little envious of the other party, and could still cry in such a high-pressure situation!

His ability to cry uncontrollably showed that grief overwhelmed fear, that the shock of losing someone important was stronger than what he was dealing with.

A little envious.

He didn't cry when his father died.Therefore, Jiang Yang scolded him as a wolf-hearted dog.

At that time, he was ignorant, and Jiang Yang didn't think he was "sick", but felt that he was cruel.

Jiang Qian held a pen against the throbbing carotid artery of Ajie's neck: "What is 'that thing' and where is it?"

"...I won't tell you, no one wants to know, just do it."

It can be seen that the strong sadness did not make Ajie give up his persistence.

"Ok."

Jiang Qian propped up his knees and got up from the chair in front of Ajie, walked away under Ajie's surprised eyes, looked around, and began to rummaging through boxes...

"Hey, I can't hide here..."

After figuring out Jiang Qian's intentions, on the one hand, Ajie was surprised that the other party did not "torture" immediately, on the other hand, he did not expect that the other party had already started buying goods on the spot!

Jiang Qian ignored him.

If you say you're not here, I'll believe it. I don't want to lose face?And it's okay if you don't say that... Jiang Qian continued to rummage, moving out all the old picture frames stacked in the cabinet, picking out the ones that were the same size as the hanging pictures at the door, using a pen as a screwdriver, removing the frame, and groping inside.

Ajie's eyes widened.

There are about a dozen such paintings in the entire store, and Jiang Qian has disassembled almost all of them, but found nothing unusual.

"its not right."

Jiang Qian looked back at Ajie, and the other party's eyes drifted away, and Jiang Qian immediately found inspiration.

He walked to the statue of Guan Gong enshrined in the corner, solemnly burned three sticks of incense, and made a pious request.

"This is the last painting that fits the size." Jiang Qian said, and began to dismantle the portrait of Guan Gong on the altar...

"Hey!!"

"To shut up."

Under Ajie's eyes dripping with cold sweat, Jiang Qian successfully removed a mutilated old photo from the inner panel of the picture frame...

The photo has faded to yellow, and it shows a group photo of four young men and women leaning side by side on the side of a truck.

The reason why I say "seemingly" is because the faces of a man and a woman on the right side were "burned off", and no traces can be seen.

The other two were: Dr. Dai and Wang Fugui.

Counting from left to right: Doctor Dai, Wang Fugui, the faceless man, and the faceless woman.

"Is this something you're going to burn?"

Jiang Qian looked at Ajie suspiciously. The other party opened his mouth, his eyes were desperate, and his face was pale.

"Okay." He took advantage of the opportunity to turn over the photo and look at it...

At this time, a familiar pattern and four Chinese characters hit Jiang Qian's eyes, and quickly burned his nerves!

The pattern was in the middle of the photo, exactly the same as the lamprey bite marks found on Dr. Dai's back, like a weird totem.

Under the "totem", there are four Chinese characters in cursive script:
Jiangyang Bandit.

……

Jiang Qian's eyes stayed on the four words on the back of the photo for a long time:

"Jiangyang Thief?"

Jiang Yang...

This kind of vulgar homophonic stalk and the familiar atmosphere blowing towards his face made every cell in Jiang Qian excited.

It is a kind of treadmill iron shoe, and it is full of satisfaction!

At that moment, Jiang Qian approached with an old photo and carefully observed the details of the man whose head was removed: wearing a black shirt, what looked like camouflage pants and lace-up shoes.Holding her shoulders in a menacing manner, her arms were obviously blackened by other people, and she was hugged by the "faceless woman" next to her and snuggled up.

Jiang Qian didn't dare to conclude that this person was Jiang Yang, but the limited appearance of this person was very consistent with Jiang Yang.

With great excitement and impulsiveness, Jiang Qian returned to Ajie, holding the photo and asked, "Do you know these two people?"

Ajie shook his head in a daze like a walking dead, his eyes full of despair and self-blame.

Jiang Qian took out a transparent plastic bag from his pocket and sealed the photo in it to prevent the evidence from being too fragile and damaged.

At this moment, he has calmed down quickly, and began to sort out what happened so far in his mind:
In the copy of "Ace Card", Wang Fugui had a subtle reaction after hearing the word "Jiang Yang", and brought him here with his last words. "Message.

Dr. Dai, who escaped from the dungeon, was eager to find a "relic" left by Wang Fugui at the risk of exposure due to some unknown drive, and met himself here. During the torture process, he died of a certain An unknown force.

Finally, contact Jiang Yang:
If the person in the photo is indeed Jiang Yang who disappeared six years ago, what happened in the middle?What caused him to stay away from his family, and suspected to join some kind of mysterious unofficial organization, and formed a cooperative and partner relationship with Wang Fugui, Dr. Dai and others.

And what kind of accident happened in the middle, which led to the intrigue between several people?
Who is that woman whose face was also burnt off?

Was this photo left by Wang Fugui, or was it deliberately arranged by someone else?

By the way, Ajie is obviously also a licensee, so is his part in it limited to that?

The chaotic and intertwined questions kept colliding, and along with the various details observed by Jiang Qian, he finally got a pessimistic cognition:

The secrets involved in this matter may not be directly explored by his level.

He himself, even if it is an unconventional evolution, is just a license holder of the two-state and alien body.

His position in the official system can be regarded as an "excellent employee" at best, and he has not even been a part-time official, so he is a lot shorter than others in terms of information cognition.No matter how good your mind is, if your information network cannot cover that level, it will still be of no use to the facts you want to investigate.

Jiang Qian faced two choices:

First, the matter is shelved and postponed, and the scene is negotiated and dealt with, but it is necessary to bear the huge risk of being troubled to the door.

Second, report the matter, let the officials intervene in the investigation, and hand over all what you see and know to your superiors.In this way, the value of being silenced will be lost, and the other party will be afraid even if they want to retaliate, and they must consider the price of provoking the official and being counterattacked.

Of course, reporting the incident will also bring about a possible risk: whether Jiang Yang's identity is against the authorities.

If his brother is already a villain who cannot turn back...

Then this exposure is brotherly fratricide to make a statement!
"Fuck..."

I rubbed my forehead vigorously, and felt a headache.

Jiang Qian's eyes fell on the old photos again.

After being silent for about half a minute, he raised his head, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and started calling Ji Ming.

……

PS:

Say I'm short and look at it~ Is this short?
Without hydrology, it’s just throwing clues and characterization. If you don’t do these necessary ambushes and push the plot dryly, the subsequent experience will be compromised... Other things that can’t be explained and solved temporarily are all problems with my level.

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