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Chapter 229: Dark Clouds and Fog (Part )

"Special Security Department?"

"They found you, but they didn't dare to act rashly. In addition, you lost your memory, which became a great help to them. It is better to cooperate and achieve win-win results than to fight each other, but now..."

"My memory gradually returned, and they sensed the danger."

"You remembered!" Hearing Qin Jian's response, the people outside the house became even more delighted.

"No, I still..."

"You do not trust me?"

"Why you?"

"Perhaps it was because of that illusion that you almost became my defeated opponent." The tone of the person outside the house became indignant. "I used the Hall of Mirrors to save you. Apart from you, who else can teach me how to use the Hall of Mirrors? If it wasn't for your entrustment, why would I take such a risk to come here?"

Qin Jian did not answer immediately. The silence made the night, which was full of undercurrents, even more anxious. After a long time, his voice came slowly in the darkness: "I did find something strange, but I thought there was something wrong with me."

"What's your problem?"

"One mirror gives birth to another. I thought I had given birth to an evil mirror image, but I didn't expect that it was the memory I was gradually recovering."

"It's normal. You have helped too many people along the way and gained too many followers. They need a just reason to strip you of your help, or even make you doubt yourself and willingly be refined again."

"Deng Yizhi, you are really calculating."

Knowing that Qin Jian had been convinced by him, the person outside the room was obviously relieved and said quickly: "There is no time to explain in detail. How can I help you?"

"There is a chess game on the top of this eaves cave. Just tell me the layout."

"Is it so troublesome? Is the policeman from that day still with you?"

As if in answer to his question, after the sound of flesh hitting the wall, Fan Yu's painful groan was heard from inside the house.

"He's not dead?"

"No, but it's almost there. I took out the tracker from his neck. His metabolism is different from that of ordinary people, but he doesn't have that much blood to bleed."

"Why not use him as a bargaining chip?"

"No need," Qin Jian added, as if to reassure the outsiders, "Deng Yizhi won't care about his life. Doing this will only alert him and make him come up with new ways to deal with me."

"That's right," he said. Then a labored gasp came from outside the room. After a while, the man's voice came from the top of the cave. "I'll start talking. Can you remember it?"

The sound of Qin Jian sitting down on the ground came from the cave, which regarded as a response.

"I don't know how to play chess. Horizontal 19 vertical 19. I'll tell you according to the coordinates."

"random."

The sound of counting kept coming from the top of the cave. At first, it was slow and leisurely, taking Qin Jian's memory into consideration. But as time passed, the sound became faster and faster. Black and white pieces fell alternately in front of Qin Jian's eyes, and a complex dilemma emerged before his eyes.

"ended."

As the sound stopped, Qin Jian frowned at first, then showed an eager smile: "Tianyuan opening, surrounding the edge to form a situation, the exchange of pieces is symmetrical, you try it, horizontal 14 vertical 16, the black piece will be placed."

"Eh," the person at the top said after a small exclamation, "A white piece just appeared in the symmetrical position."

"It's true, imitation chess. I didn't expect Deng Yizhi to use such a rogue method to deal with me." "What should I do?"

The voice of the visitor was a little hesitant, but Qin Jian was very calm: "No problem, you can play chess for me."

While Qin Jian was lost in thought while playing chess with himself, He Si was fighting the vampire fiercely in the narrow darkness, which proved what Qin Jian once said - he was responsible for the literary fight, and He Si was responsible for the physical fight.

He Si naturally couldn't think of these things at the moment. The shadows were densely packed, and the red eyes looked even more eerie in the darkness. Fortunately, this psychological attack was not directed at her alone. The fear entangled everyone indiscriminately. She took advantage of the time when the besiegers were stunned and turned her wrist. The silk thread that was originally loose and hanging on her fingertips instantly straightened, like a sharp blade out of its sheath, accurately passing through the gap between the bat's wings, piercing a neat trajectory in the air, and went straight to the vampire hidden behind the bat.

Some bats gave up the attack and gathered around their master. The vampire once again hid behind layers of darkness. The thread lost its direction. He Si sighed. She didn't like blood stains, but blood stains had to come to her.

"Xiaojiu, wind blade."

Following He Si's command, the air was cut, and sharp wind blades shot out from behind her, easily destroying the small vortex raised by the bat's wings, and cutting the bat that blocked her vision in half. Sticky liquid fell from all directions. He Si closed her eyes, spun on her toes, and the silk thread danced around her like a long whip. But others should not be so lucky. Amid the chaotic footsteps, He Si heard Liu Rui's exasperated scream.

"I can't stay in this shabby house for even a minute!"

"Yeah, I can't stay in this shabby house for even a minute."

He Si silently repeated this sentence and slowed down her attack. She no longer focused on the bats, the men in black, the vampires in the room, or Deng Yizhi who had not taken any action yet. Instead, she raised her head and shifted her gaze to the roof.

"I wonder what the moonlight will be like tonight."

He Si took a deep breath and leaped upwards. Her shrunken body stretched out in midair. The silk thread in her hand shot out again, piercing through all obstacles on the road and piercing into the surrounding walls. Then, she spun even more vigorously. Sparks seemed to flash around the four walls, but no one heard the sound. They only felt the ground they were standing on was shaking. Cracks climbed up the roof in an instant, and the whole house collapsed and turned into ruins. He Si stood in the dust, her long hair flying and her clothes rustling.

Qin Jian also made his last move. The white pieces that were originally densely scattered on the chessboard gradually disappeared. He stepped over Fan Yu, who was lying unconscious in front of him, and walked out of the door with his hands behind his back.

"What a pity, the clouds are thick and the fog is so dark that we can't even see the moon tonight."

Although they were thousands of miles apart, the two people who had just gotten out of trouble seemed to have telepathic connection and looked up at the sky with low clouds at the same time.

He Si did not want to fight, she called Xiao Jiu and the others to leap away from the battlefield and ran into the crisscrossing paths. She did not know where she was, nor did she know whether she could continue to use the Mirror Gallery. For a moment, she did not know where to go to shake off the pursuers, and suddenly she heard someone calling her from behind.

"He Si, hush, here."

"Deng Chensha, why is it you?"

Deng Chensha opened the roof of the sports car, and amid the mechanical friction sound, he patted the seat beside him anxiously and said, "Let's talk in the car!"

He Si didn't hesitate and jumped sideways into the car.

"Where?"

"I'm not familiar with the capital either, so drive to where there are more people first."

"Look at me."

Deng Chensha stepped on the accelerator, and amid the roar of the car, He Si began to think about his next move.

Qin Jian was also thinking about the same question - where to go?
"When you came to see me, you left something in my study. Now is the time to go get it."

"I still have some tails to take care of."

"That……"

"I'll come to see you tomorrow," Qin Jian said, his eyes darkening, "Thank you for what you did today, Yanyan."