Prisoner's Dilemma

The sinister middle-aged man in the photo is Li Yuan.

Jiang Chen lifted his spirits, and re-examined the boy in front of him.The moonlight and the night divided his face into two halves. The half under the moonlight was soft and soft like that of an underage boy, while the half in the dark had gloomy eyes and sharp lines, which were a bit more stern than that of an adult man.And the old man behind him, although full of white hair, did not look old at all, quietly and loyally guarding the boy.

Who is this?Why did he come to the door with Li Yuan's photo?Jiang Chen was full of suspicion, but it didn't show on his face. He looked around unobtrusively, and after confirming that there were only these two visitors, he tilted his head: "Let's go first."

The lights were bright, and Jiang Chen brought the young man who called himself Xie Moshu into the reception room.Although Xie Moshu is young, he behaves like an adult. Although he advances and retreats in a certain way, it makes people feel a little weird.He sat on the sofa without looking sideways, with his back straight, as if every angle had been measured with a ruler, while the old man stood aside with his hands behind his back, showing no intention of sitting down at all.

Jiang Chen looked at them a few more times in a strange way, and realized a new problem: Generally, when guests come to the house, the elders serve tea, peers serve coffee, and friends serve wine, but neither tea, coffee nor wine seems to be suitable for men of this age. child.Shall we serve orange juice?Will it offend this young man who seems to have a background?

After thinking about it, Jiang Chen made a pot of chrysanthemum tea and brought it to the coffee table.

"Let's talk." Jiang Chen crossed one leg and leaned on the sofa, looking lazily at the two mysterious guests. Although he was still wearing pajamas, his aura was not damaged in the slightest.

Xie Moshu put Li Yuan's photo on the coffee table, and pushed it in front of Jiang Chen: "You don't know me, but if you know this person, you must have at least heard of my family."

Jiang Chen remembered the Xie family that Xiao Yuan had mentioned, that family with a black background and contacts with terrorist organizations.Jiang Chen has dealt with many different people, but this is the first time he has met people of this identity. He is not even sure whether it is right to let them in, so he can only act based on feeling for the time being.

He took a sip of scented tea, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I have indeed heard of it." Jiang Chen acted neither enthusiastically nor indifferently, as if he was just entertaining a stranger who had nothing to do with him, and he neither answered , and didn't take the initiative to provoke the topic, just waiting for Xie Moshu to express his intention.

"My surname is Xie, Xie Moshu, and I am the Patriarch of this term." When Xie Moshu revealed his identity, his expression was proud, obviously he was proud of his family.

Jiang Chen was slightly surprised. He remembered Xiao Yuan saying that the new head of the Xie family had low qualifications, so he guessed that it was a young man, but he didn't expect it to be an underage child. "Hello." Jiang Chen nodded without changing his expression, and did not despise the other party because of his young age.

"You must be wondering why I came to you." Xie Moshu said.

Jiang Chen just raised his hand, with an indifferent look: "Please drink tea."

"Come here rashly in the middle of the night to disturb your rest. I hope Mr. Jiang won't blame me for being reckless." Xie Moshu glanced at Jiang Chen who had obviously crawled out of the bed, "Let me make a long story short, the reason why I visited Mr. Jiang was for a mutual bond between you and me." the goal of."

Jiang Chen's gaze paused on Li Yuan's photo, pretending to be confused: "I don't remember that I have any contact with your mansion, let alone any common purpose, I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't dare to climb high."

"Mr. Jiang's words are too modest." Xie Moshu leaned forward, pointed his fingers at Li Yuan's face, his voice was cold beyond his age, "If you want his life, I want it too."

If it was anyone else sitting in front of him, Jiang Chen wouldn't be surprised, but this sentence was spoken by a handsome young man, and Jiang Chen felt a chill. "Did you misunderstand something?" Jiang Chen said nonchalantly, "I'm not interested in this person's life or death at all, what do I want his life for, and I can't get any money for it."

"It's my fault." Xie Moshu smiled, "You are not interested in his life, but you must be interested in the lives of the other two people involved with him."

Jiang Chen also leaned forward with the action of putting the teacup, propping his elbows on his knees, and raised his chin: "According to what I know, the reason why you can sit where you are now is because he supported you, right? Does it count as crossing the river and demolishing the bridge?"

Xie Moshu's smile was frank, but there was a kind of clarity that really belonged to young people: "Any young emperor would not like someone to point fingers at him."

Jiang Chen thought to himself that this kid is really proud, he dares to compare himself to the emperor, and he can say such things at such a age, it can be seen that this family surnamed Xie is a bit weird.

"There is only one Kangxi, but there are quite a few who are worthless all their lives."

"Mr. Jiang is right, but in my opinion, it's all about daring to risk your life."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but look at the young man with admiration, it was hard to imagine that a ten-year-old child would say such vicissitudes of life words, what he looked down upon was life and death, and what was hidden in his bones was killing. "go on."

"Actually, it is your military that wants Li Yuan's life more urgently than me. If I'm not wrong, everything you and your friends have done is nothing more than to invite you into the urn. But Li Yuan can have today's glory, and his caution is far beyond ordinary People, even if you fight against the Sun family, he may not care."

Xie Moshu revealed what Jiang Chen was most worried about. They were not afraid of fighting with the Sun family, but they were afraid that Li Yuan would not show up at the end of the fight, which would hurt the vitality of the Han family. In the mud, there is no peace day and night.

"According to what you mean, is there a better way?"

"Then I might as well just say it straight, the puppet wants to get rid of the identity of a puppet, and what the puppet master is most afraid of is that the puppet will make its own decisions and use me as bait, and I am not afraid that Li Yuan will not take the bait."

Jiang Chen understood what Xie Moshu meant. Li Yuan is now the actual person in charge of the Xie family. What he needs is an obedient puppet master. If Xie Moshu actively shows his desire to take power, it will definitely cause Li Yuan's dissatisfaction. If Xie Moshu was active in the country in the name of the head of the Xie family, he would definitely force Li Yuan to enter the country. As long as Li Yuan entered, Xiao Yuan would be able to arrest people. As long as Li Yuan was arrested, the Sun family father and son would die.But Xie Moshu had no foundation in the country, he needed a guide, so he found Jiang Chen.

However, just based on Xie Moshu's words, Jiang Chen still couldn't feel relieved.

"It sounds tempting, but I don't want to solve one problem and get into another."

Jiang Chen spoke cryptically, but Xie Moshu understood it clearly.His Xie family doesn't have a good reputation, he has a strong gang nature, and has funded terrorist organizations for many years. To Jiang Chen, it's like shit in a latrine, and he doesn't even want to touch it.

"My family management philosophy is completely different from Li Yuan's. His thinking is still stuck in my uncle's time. Now the times are different. I don't want my family to always live in a bloody life. There are many ways to make money. Yes, there is no need to risk your life."

It's not that Jiang Chen doesn't believe in Xie Moshu, it's not that Jiang Chen doesn't believe in Xie Moshu, but that it comes down to talking, whether it can be done is another matter.

The soft light could not dilute the chill on Xie Moshu's face, Jiang Chen saw the figure of a thin young man from the young and mature Xie Moshu.He is just a ten-year-old boy, forced to enter the cruel world of adults, shouldering the fate of his people, and has no one around him except an old servant.So he could only find another way, visit alone in the middle of the night, to seek the help of an outsider, put his life and death aside, hang himself on a fishhook as bait, and try to use Xiao Yuan's knife to eradicate the person who strangled him.The game is about heartbeat, and the game is about life and death. Xie Mo Shujian takes the slant, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent.

Knowing that Xie Moshu was not needed, Jiang Chen felt a little pity.

But this is not enough to impress Jiang Chen, how much does a stranger's training have anything to do with him?Why would he risk his life?

Seeing that Jiang Chen was still hesitating, Xie Moshu lowered his voice and said, "I did come a little suddenly, but has Mr. Jiang thought about why I didn't go to Mr. Han, but came to you?"

Speaking of this, it is already very clear.

Obviously, Xie Moshu had already checked out the relationship between Jiang Chen and the others before coming to the door. He knew very well that with his special status and empty words, it was difficult to completely win the trust of others, let alone dealing with Li Yuan. big thing.Although Han Shaojun is fighting against Sun Han and is most eager to bring him down, the possibility of joining forces with him is very slim.On the contrary, Jiang Chen desperately hoped to help Han Shaojun, desperately hoped to change his image in Han Shaojun's heart. He had infinite desire, so he could take advantage of this opportunity.

"Don't you want to blog, Mr. Jiang." Xie Moshu was confident.

Han Shaojun was already Jiang Chen's weakness, but Jiang Chen loved it.Thinking of this level, Jiang Chen felt relieved: "I can't just introduce you to other people, it's too abrupt."

Xie Moshu had already prepared: "I heard that Mr. Jiang likes to play tennis. What a coincidence, I like it too. Let's learn from each other when we have time."

Two days later, Jiang Chen appeared on the tennis court with a full set of equipment.

He hasn't played tennis for a while. On the one hand, because of Han Shaojun's relationship, he has no intention of having fun. On the other hand, he has no golf friends he likes.

He made an appointment with the coach to practice his hands, and after a few minutes, he broke out in a sweat.After wiping off his sweat, he sat on the sidelines to rehydrate, and his eyes fell on the next-door court.

The young man was dressed in a white tennis uniform, running on the green grass, his movements were decent, and he was quite athletic.

He entered the arena after Jiang Chen had played for half an hour. His rosy cheeks after the exercise swept away the old-fashioned look of that night, and he looked like a real boy.

Jiang Chen lazily walked to the side of the field with a towel on his head, and looked at the guardrail for a while.

"You played well, are you interested in having a round?" Jiang Chen said.

Xie Moshu hit the ball vigorously, and the high-speed spinning tennis ball left an afterimage on the retina, scraped the line and landed in the bounds, bounced to the net, and vibrated the guardrail.