Chapter 115: The Bandit

Under Ajie's horrified gaze, Jiang Qian dug his fingers into his right ear.

Then, his pupils moved right with his fingers, and he pinched a gray-backed nail clipper with two fingers and squeezed it out of the ear canal...

The insect was thin and not even as thick as the little finger, but it could curl up in the ear. It had six legs and two tentacles, and its tail was slightly upturned, like a pair of scissors.

Scientific name: earwig.

"Did you put this?"

Jiang Qian held the young nail clipper and handed it to Ajie.

The nail clipper was still struggling with its claws.

And Ajie was completely frozen. Jiang Qian's expression at this moment was calm, and he saw an indescribable horror in his eyes.

The huge emotional pressure made him temporarily lose the ability to speak.

"If you think you can control me with this thing, you are too naive. But this insect is quite suitable for your style."

Jiang Qian held the insect on his fingertips and rotated it to observe.

This bug was quietly put into Jiang Qian's ear canal when he was washing his hair. It was an egg at first, but now it has hatched into an adult. Its function is to invade the brain, thereby controlling and bewitching people's thinking to a certain extent, and saving lives at critical moments.

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

Ajie did not expect that with Jiang Qian's current physique that was poisoned into his bones and blood, a little secretion of body fluids could kill this nail clipper bug for three generations! Not to mention invading the brain and bewitching the mind...

Now it seems that this operation is tantamount to digging one's own grave!

It is precisely because of this that Ajie's face now, looking at the nail clipper bug falling from Jiang Qian's fingers, can be said to be uglier than a dead person.

"Let's talk."

Jiang Qian pulled another chair over and sat down in front of Ajie, and said in a gentle and persuasive way: "What is the 'thing' that person just mentioned?"

"..."

The pen in his left hand fell back to his right hand: "Are you sure you want to experience my torture method?"

Jiang Qian repeated the threat.

Ajie pursed his lips, his face was pale but he remained silent, and he looked like a bear who was ready to die. It seemed that he was going to fight to the end.

Jiang Qian examined the current physical condition of the young stylist and silently evaluated the torture procedures that the other party could withstand: two exposed wounds on the chest and right ribs, different degrees of damage to the lungs and kidneys, and a lot of blood loss...

This person is too strong to survive the physical fitness of the two-state alien.

With Jiang Qian's confidence in his "professionalism" in this area, he would definitely be able to torture something out of him. The worst result would be that he would use the death penalty, and the person would definitely not survive afterwards.

Of course, this should not be a factor he considered.

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

Originally, he came to "Morning Life and Night Death" not to seek revenge, but just to get information about Jiang Yang and judge the possibility of his missing brother's survival.

In this matter, Jiang Qian did not want to cause trouble, let alone be troubled.

...

The nail clipper that fell on the ground struggled to crawl to the corner of the wall and hid in the gap.

Ajie, who was slumped in the chair, trembled slightly under the cold gaze of Jiang Qian, not knowing whether it was fear or the "fear of cold" reaction caused by blood loss.

Jiang Qian stared at him for a long time.

Started to talk about an off-topic:

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

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

"Multiplayer S-level dungeon, with a total annihilation scenario. Your master Wang Fugui was betrayed by his 'friend', the doctor Dai over there. I promised to avenge him, so I killed Doctor Dai once in the dungeon."

"As you can see, this guy was not completely dead at the time, so he repeated the same mistake here today."

Jiang Qian told the story in a calm tone, as if this brutal story had nothing to do with him.

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

Ajie stared at Jiang Qian in a daze.

So Jiang Qian looked up and asked, "Have you heard of Jiang Yang?"

While saying this, Jiang Qian stared into Ajie's eyes, not missing any expression or demeanor on his face - Ajie seemed to have no impression of the name "Jiang Yang".

There was only confusion and sadness in his eyes.

In this brief silence, Jiang Qian unexpectedly saw tears falling from Ajie's eyes without any warning.

Although he knew that artists were more sentimental than ordinary people, the last person who could cry in one 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 expected this result when he didn't wait for his master to return that day. However, he still held a glimmer of hope.

There is no shortage of miracles in the evolutionary copies of the super-species world. Only no news is not the worst news.

Until today when the master's "friend" came to the door and Jiang Qian told the truth, the long-accumulated emotional torrent was washing away his reason.

Ajie lowered his head, stunned, tears mixed with blood on his face dripping down his chin, from silent crying to the end of his whole expression collapsed.

The strong sadness directly hit Jiang Qian.

At a close distance, he could see Ajie's trembling shoulders, his eyes quickly reddened, and liquid secreted from his tear glands, breaking through all obstacles with great force.

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

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

He could cry wantonly, which meant that sadness overwhelmed fear, and the impact of losing an important person was stronger than what he was facing.

A little envious.

He didn't cry when his father died. Therefore, he was scolded by Jiang Yang as a wolf-hearted and dog-hearted person.

At that time, they were all ignorant, and Jiang Yang didn't think he was "sick", but thought he was cruel.

Jiang Qian put 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 else wants to know, just do it."

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

"Okay."

Jiang Qian supported his knees and got up from the chair in front of Ajie. In Ajie's surprised eyes, he looked around and began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets...

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

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

Jiang Qian ignored him.

If you say it's not there, I will believe it. Don't I have no face? And it would be better if you didn't say that... Jiang Qian continued to search, moving out all the old picture frames stacked in the cabinet, picking out the ones that were the same size as the paintings hanging at the door, using a pen as a screwdriver, removing the frame, and feeling inside.

Ajie's eyes widened.

There are about a dozen such paintings in the whole store. Jiang Qian has almost opened and checked them, but he didn't find anything special.

"That's not right."

Jiang Qian looked back at Ajie. When his eyes drifted, Jiang Qian immediately found inspiration.

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

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

"Hey!!"

"Shut up."

Under Ajie's sweaty eyes, Jiang Qian successfully removed a broken old photo from the inner board of the frame...

The photo has yellowed, 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 "seems" is that the faces of the man and woman on the right side were "burned" and no traces can be seen.

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

From left to right, they are: Doctor Dai, Wang Fugui, Faceless Man, Faceless Woman.

"Is this what you are going to burn?"

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

"Okay." He turned the photo over again...

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 bite marks of lamprey found on Doctor Dai's back, like a weird totem.

And under the "totem", there were four cursive Chinese characters:

Rivers and robbers.

...

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

"Rivers and robbers?"

Jiang Yang...

This kind of vulgar homophonic pun and the familiar atmosphere that came to his face made every cell of Jiang Qian excited.

It was a kind of satisfaction that was obtained after going through a lot of trouble!

At that moment, Jiang Qian approached with the old photo and carefully observed the details of the man whose head was scratched off: he was wearing a black shirt, camouflage pants and lace-up leather shoes, hugging his shoulders, and looked aggressive. His arm skin color was obviously darker than others, and the "faceless woman" next to him was hugging his neck and leaning against him.

Jiang Qian did not 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 impulse, Jiang Qian returned to Ajie and asked with the photo: "Do you know these two people?"

Ajie shook his head blankly like a zombie, 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 quickly calmed down and began to sort out what had happened so far:

In the "Ace" copy, Wang Fugui had a subtle reaction after hearing the word "Jiang Yang" and brought him here with his last words. He found photos that might be related to "Jiang Yang" and a message from the "River Bandit".

Dr. Dai, who escaped death from the copy, was driven by some unknown reason and risked being exposed. He was eager to find a "relic" left by Wang Fugui, and met himself here. During the interrogation, he died from some unknown force.

Finally, it was linked to Jiang Yang:

If the person in the photo is indeed Jiang Yang who disappeared six years ago, then what happened in the middle? What caused him to leave his family and suspected that he joined some mysterious unofficial organization, forming a cooperative and partnership relationship with Wang Fugui, Dr. Dai and others.

And what kind of changes happened in the middle, leading to the intrigue and mutual pit drama between several people?

Who is the woman whose face was also burned?

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

By the way, Ajie is obviously also a license holder, so is his role in it limited to this?

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

The secrets involved in this matter are probably not something he can directly explore at this level.

Even if he himself is an unconventional evolution, he is just a two-state xenomorph license holder.

His position in the official system is at most an "excellent employee", and he has not even got a position, so he is far behind others in terms of information cognition. No matter how smart you are, if your information network does not cover that level, it will still be useless for the facts you want to investigate.

Jiang Qian faces two choices:

First, put the matter on hold for the time being, negotiate and deal with the scene, but bear the huge risk of being troubled.

Second, report the matter, let the official intervene in the investigation, and hand over everything he sees and knows to his superiors. In this way, the value of being silenced is lost, and even if the other party wants to retaliate, they will be afraid and have to consider the cost of provoking the official and being counterattacked.

Of course, reporting the incident will also bring a possible risk: whether Jiang Yang's identity is opposed to the official.

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

Then this exposure is a clear position of fratricide!

"Fuck..."

He rubbed his forehead hard, his head hurt.

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

After about half a minute of silence, he raised his head, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and started to call Ji Ming.

...

PS:

Look here if you think I'm short~ Is this short?

There is no water text, it is to throw clues and character creation. If you don't make these necessary ambushes and push the plot, the subsequent experience will be discounted... Other things that cannot be explained and solved for the time being are all my level problems.

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