Shen Shizhen

Ai Fan, who has returned to China, has one more matter waiting for him to deal with.

About Cosma.

When Ji Chuan dealt with Ji Jie, he could say that he opened up and then walked away, but Ai Fan couldn't.

"We have been detained here, and we don't know how to deal with it. We just wait for you to come back." Kirk led Ai Fan and Ji Chuan to the place where Kesma was detained.

Looking at the woman with disheveled hair in the interrogation room, Ji Chuan couldn't tell what it was like, but felt complicated.

Before he stepped into the threshold, he asked Ai Fan: "Otherwise, you guys should talk, and I won't go in."

Ai Fan did not force, and entered the interrogation room alone.

Today the machine outside is not turned on, and the conversation between the two inside the house will not be known by a third person.

In fact, Ji Chuan has always known what Kesma is thinking. She is different from Ji Jie. Ji Jie only needs to deal with Pan Zheming.

But for Kesma, personal obsession is the most difficult thing to deal with.

This is also why Ai Fan has always turned a blind eye to her, and tried to ignore her as much as possible, but also to give her time, hoping that she can figure it out by herself.

After sitting down, Ivan looked at Kesma in front of him and said nothing.

He felt that Cosma didn't look as bad as he had imagined.

Her hair may be a little messed up, but it's still fairly neat, and her complexion may be a little bit unwell, but it's not bad.

"You still don't listen to me." Kesma said very calmly, and she had already thought clearly after staying here for a few days.

Ai Fan frowned and didn't know how to answer this sentence. He has always loved his sister very much, even though he was still at a loss at this stage.

"I know you want me to get married normally and have children, but this kind of thing..." Ai Fan didn't finish.

Kesma stared closely at Ivan's eyes, but she was still a little bit unwilling: "You don't need to get married, at least have a child, it's not difficult."

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Ai Fan's clear eyes: "Sister, I just discussed with Chuan Chuan a few days ago, and I may adopt a child in the future."

"Test tubes are not impossible." Kesma said calmly.

Ai Fan couldn't help covering his eyes with his hands, and lowered his head: "Sister, haven't you ever thought about having a child by yourself, maybe you can."

Kesma: "Maybe."

Ai Fan propped his temples and looked up at her: "Nothing is certain, you have to try it before you know."

Kesma's mouth suddenly paused when he was about to speak, his eyes flickered, and he hesitated: "Wait, you... your eyes are alright?"

Ai Fan's eyes flickered, softened a lot, and he nodded.

"Why all of a sudden..." Kesma was still there in a daze, unable to find the slightest sense of reality, "Come here and let me have a look."

Ai Fan stood up and walked to Kesma's side according to his words.

Kesma was still wearing shackles, and she beckoned for Ivan to squat down a bit more.

Ai Fan simply half-kneeled on the ground, looking up at her slightly.

Kesma's hand that was about to touch her was trembling, and she stared at her younger brother's eyes with uneasiness. She stared at her brother for a long time before saying, "You don't know how uncomfortable I was when you couldn't see..."

At that time, Kesma found a lot of folk remedies for Ivan, but none of them could cure his eyes.

The only owner of Wutu's ability is blind, and he is a young man who has not yet started.

Many people say that Wutu culture may really be... that's all.

"Sister, my eyes were healed by you. If I didn't use the ceremony, my eyes might have been blind all the time. No one can explain some karmic reincarnations. I don't mean to blame you, because some things are inevitable. , there is always his reason.”

Although Kesma didn't say anything, Ai Fan always knew the guilt hidden in her heart.

Kesma covered her face as if she couldn't accept it: "I heard about it later, they said that if it wasn't for Ji, you might not be able to survive."

"I don't know what I was thinking at the time, but I thought that if I could take your power over, I would be able to use it better than you, and I could always think of a way to save you, you just fell asleep temporarily. "Remorse almost overflowed from Kesma's voice.

Kesma grew up watching Ivan, and Ivan also watched Kesma grow up.

"In fact, reality is the most absurd. There is no reason at all. Unlike storytelling, there is always an established cause and effect." Ivan said, holding Kesma in his arms and supporting her back.

It was more than an hour after Ivan came out of the interrogation room, but to be honest, everyone thought he would chat longer.

"It's over?" Ji Chuan asked.

Evan nodded, and said to Lester on the side: "Send my sister there to rest for a year, she wants to go."

Lester was a little dumbfounded.

In fact, he had expected it a long time ago. Even if he really caught Kesma for something, Ivan would not do anything to her. At most, he would just pay more attention to her. To send her there...

Kato was curious: "Where is that over there?"

"Mount Fowler, a good place for self-cultivation, she wanted to go, but said she was tired of working in the museum." Ai Fan didn't think it was a big deal.

Kirk knew it was their exclusive area on the fourth floor: "It sounds like a prison, but the conditions inside are not bad. People in our intelligence team are usually locked up there."

Kato understood the transliteration by himself: "This is... going to become a monk?"

Everyone: "Pfft——"

Later, Ai Fan said he was going somewhere, and Ji Chuan followed.

Seeing the scenery getting better and better along the way, Ai Fan murmured in his heart: "I really enjoy it, so I can run wherever I feel comfortable."

"Including Mount Fowler?" Ji Chuan joked.

That's right, that's where Yule was detained after he was arrested.

This is not the first time Ai Fan has come to the villa on the island of Yule, but it is the first time he has seen it with his own eyes.

Ji Chuan knew it from his reaction: "I'll teach you a popular saying in China recently, 'Poverty limits my imagination'."

Coming all the way from the speedboat on the calm sea of ​​Behemia, it is not like seeing gravel, but more like seeing snow, which is so white that it reflects light.

Going inward along the shoal, through the tall and lush woods, is the villa that Yule brought Ji Chuan to last time.

When Yuer saw the two, he still felt novelty: "What a coincidence, I was not here some time ago, and I only came back in the last few days."

Ji Chuan seemed to go to a friend's house, he was at ease, and said to Yuer while changing his shoes: "I made a bet with Ivan on the way here."

Yule glanced at Ivan with interest: "I just want to know what the bet is."

Evan shrugged and said nothing.

Yul serves chocolate tea to the two: “Did they know when it came?”

Ai Fan shook his head, while Ji Chuan leaned aside and swiped his phone. Recently, he suddenly became obsessed with swiping social software. The interface ranged from Chinese to English to French.

Ai Fan didn't want to go around the corner anymore, and said very directly: "Do you know the cause of my father's death?"

Yule raised his eyebrows: "Are you so direct, don't you need to go around and ask me something else?"

"Do you know?" Evan said.

Yule's cup was brought to his mouth, ready to drink, but the visitor had no intention of chatting at all, so he simply put the cup on the table: "I know, I know."

"I just won't tell you." Ji Chuan finished speaking for Yuer.

"It's not good for Chuanchuan to know me so well." Yule smiled instantly, "And I think I guessed what you bet."

"Why did you ask me to go to Andrew to get the documents?" Ai Fan wanted to know the answer now.

Yuer took off his slippers and sat cross-legged on the sofa, making Ji Chuan couldn't help but look at him more.

"You guessed it all," Yule said.

Ai Fan simply changed the questioning method: "What is your relationship with my father?"

Yule was a little embarrassed: "I usually don't lie, and I really don't know how to answer this question."

"Then why did you help me?" Ai Fan asked.

"I vaguely remember that I answered this question a long time ago, because you are Ivan Benson." Yuer gave Ji Chuan a look beside Ivan.

Ai Fan arched his back and crossed his hands in front of him. He looked down at his fingers: "I asked Kirk to retrieve your electronic files back then."

Yule nodded: "Really, did that kid see anything?"

"He said you left traces." Ai Fan looked up at him.

Yule still nodded, his green eyes were full of smiles: "It would be great if that kid was born a few years earlier."

Kirk studied the file for two days and two nights, saying that Yule hid something in it, but he couldn't see what it was for a while.

He hasn't fully understood the rules of the data arrangement, but it's only because the style of arrangement is similar to the previous one where the bill hides the data that he got a little understanding.

From the perspective of the system, there is nothing wrong with it, and the key information has not been tampered with, it's just something extra.

Ai Fan: "Why did you resign and cancel your account?"

Yule shrugged: "Who made me not very likable, there is no way, no way, if I don't take the initiative to cancel my account, maybe I will become a passive one."

Ji Chuan was tired of brushing: "I'm tired of listening to you chatting, Ai Fan, I found that you really don't know how to chat."

Ai Fan raised his hands: "Okay, come on."

Ji Chuan also took off his slippers, and put his legs crossed on the sofa like Yuer: "It's very comfortable to cross your legs like this? It seems that many people like to cross their legs in front of me recently."

This sentence instantly filled Yule's eyes with a smile, and the back and forth between the eyes of the two seemed to meet something extraordinary.

This really depressed Ivan on the side, but it happened that he couldn't figure out the two people in front of him.

"You have gone around so many circles and helped so much back and forth, what exactly do you want to tell Ai Fan, tell me." Ji Chuan asked him.

Hearing this, Yuer rubbed his chest with half-closed eyes, and complained to Ai Fan: "What did you do? How did you make Chuan Chuan like this? It's really unbearable."

Ai Fan spread his hands, indicating that this has nothing to do with him.

"Chuan Chuan, if you continue to develop like this, I can't bear it anymore. When I first saw you, I thought it was impossible, but now it seems that the time that Lao Mo said back then was probably really you." Yule laugh.

Ai Fan caught the point in an instant, and it was impossible to be called "Old Mo" if he didn't have a good relationship.

But to be honest, Ji Chuan felt that he was not too surprised.

Probably due to relatively little contact, he doesn't have a deep stereotype of the image of Yule's villain.

The author has something to say:

I thought I posted it yesterday, but it turned out that he was still lying in my manuscript box after I finished my work today, and it will be updated normally at two o'clock in a while~