Alternative Rival

"What's wrong with her?" Maybe the question you care about is not worth mentioning in the eyes of others. Lin Jian is not a roundworm in Bo Jue's stomach, nor is she as close as Zhao Qingge and her, just a symbolic question .

Zhao Qingge shook his head and said, "It's nothing, you should go take a shower too. Classes will probably be suspended for a day today, and we can talk about other things after we wake up."

Lin Jian looked around in her cramped single dormitory, looked left and right, but didn't find a second place to sleep, she opened her eyes and looked at Zhao Qingge: "Where do you want me to sleep?" ?”

Without further ado, Zhao Qingge took out a thin quilt from the cabinet.

Lin Jian pointed at her with a trembling finger: "You, you, you, you actually asked me to make a bed on the floor, what's your conscience?"

Zhao Qingge threw the quilt on the bed, tucked the corners of Bo Jue's quilt inside, and said, "What are you thinking, the three of us sleep on the bed together, and you make another quilt yourself."

"That's about the same." Lin Jian stuffed the note in her hand to her, "I'm going."

Lin Jian took a 3-minute battle shower, stuffed the changed clothes into a bag, opened the door and threw them into the trash can in the corridor. When she came back, Bo Jue was lying alone. On the bed, Zhao Qingge was not around, so she was too embarrassed to sleep on the same bed with him, and Bo Jue was obviously not in a very happy mood.She hesitated for a long time to ask or not to ask, and finally decided not to ask.

She picked up the note that was placed on the table and found a good way to open the topic. Isn't this a ready-made encyclopedia?

"Bo Jue Bo Jue." She stood by the bed and called softly.

Bo Jue turned her head, the bandage collapsed a bit, revealing a funny left eye.

"Can you help me find out what this is? I look like an animal. Is it from some alien planet?"

Bo Jue stretched her neck, and Lin Jian thoughtfully handed the note to her. Bo Jue glanced at her, looked away, and said, "This thing is called a tortoise on earth. It has a round head and a pattern on its back. It's a tortoise." Not bastard."

Lin Jian asked curiously: "Then what does this painting mean? Why is it so round? Is there any deep meaning?"

"The tortoise on the earth represents longevity and good wishes," Bo Jue asked casually, "Is this a gift for you?"

Lin Jian was in a dilemma, and she felt perfunctory if she let her pass by, otherwise, a lot of things would be involved.Seeing that she hesitated to speak, Bo Jue consciously closed her mouth and closed her eyes, not wanting to speak anymore.

Bo Jue closed her eyes and felt a little sleepy. When Zhao Qingge came out of the shower, she saw that she was breathing lightly and had obviously fallen asleep. Her right side was on her side, and she didn't want to see her even though she was wrapped in gauze.

She made a silent gesture to Lin Jian, carefully lifted the back of her head, and turned her face away.

There are scars, there are scars, what to be afraid of, in her words, it is quite wild.

Then she got under the quilt, pointed to the bedside lamp, then pointed to Lin Jian, motioning for her to turn off the light.

Lin Jian: "..."

Anyway, I feel like I made a wrong decision tonight.

After a dark and sweet sleep, Bo Jue woke up in Zhao Qingge's neck, and subconsciously wanted to rub her face. There was a thick layer between the two faces. She opened her eyes suddenly, recalled her memory, and planned to quietly get out of his arms. slip out.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go brush your teeth and wash your face."

"Lie down."

"Oh."

"Lie down for another hour."

"..."

An hour later, the three of them ate the lunch brought by Lin Jian from the cafeteria under the sunlight on the window sill, and finally began to sort out everything that happened last night.

Bo Jue said: "After the smoke bomb exploded last night, more than a dozen people surrounded the marshal. She told me to deal with the short man who was holding the ice skates at the beginning. That man caused the wound on my body. After the end , I followed her to a dozen or so exits, and even arrested several people who wanted to escape, and the last one was the one who drove the helicopter. The marshal is so amazing."

Zhao Qingge turned his head to look at her, raised his eyebrows and did not express his opinion.

Lin Jian said: "After the explosion last night, when I was concentrating downstairs, someone bumped into me. It was the unknown hacker K who had been in contact with me for the past few months. She also said that the explosion was for my first meeting. A gift from me, that turtle was also drawn for me by her. Abnormal."

Zhao Qingge said: "For me, I found out that someone was going to assassinate me last night, and then I followed a flashing black shadow to Exit 3, and helped the guards there catch him. I just went to our school website, yesterday The late explosion killed three adults and injured dozens of adults and infants."

Anyone with a long brain can find the faint connection between these three things.

"Let's just assume that if K is the one the Marshal is going to spend a lot of time trying to catch, first of all, she sets up a net for the banquet, and someone will surely come and kill her; then, close the net when the other party appears, and everything Everyone was caught, only the person who wanted to be caught was not caught; in the end, K detonated the bomb he had planted in advance in order to hide himself, and escaped."

Lin Jian interrupted and scolded: "What kind of gift are you talking about? It's just a pretense to escape."

The gauze on Bo Jue's face was removed, leaving a scar that was neither deep nor shallow. The positions of her and Zhao Qingge were very particular, and Zhao Qingge couldn't see her right side of the face alone.She poked at the unfinished rice in her bowl, and said in a low voice, "It's not necessarily a cover to escape. There were so many people at the banquet, how did she slip away without a sound? Did she really go? Maybe she I have been watching the play from beginning to end, and when the play is almost finished, she sets off two fireworks to add to the fun."

"You also said that this person is a 3S-level secret. How could it be so easy to be caught? Even we can see that the traces of this dinner are too obvious. Do you think 3S will not be able to see it?" Bo Jue muttered "Who knows what tricks they're playing."

Her muttering was heard by Zhao Qingge, and she felt more and more that the people in the military department were playing big cards and muddying the originally clear water. It's all white when you click in.

"Then what advice do you have?"

Bo Jue was taken aback by Zhao Qingge's sudden question, Lin Jian also stared at her with burning eyes, Bo Jue thought it was weird, you two with high IQs can't help, what advice can she have.

"You can say whatever you want."

"Then I'll just say it casually, there's too little information, and you can't talk too much about it," Bo Jue looked into their eyes seriously, and said secretively, "You can't stretch your hands too far, and keep your feet on the ground, or you will easily get into trouble. "

Zhao Qingge resolutely agreed: "Okay, then let's forget about it from now on."

Lin Jian asked: "Then what if 3S comes looking for me again?"

Zhao Qingge said: "Call the police directly, don't get along with 3S alone, don't forget about this matter just to be happy."

"I'm talking about black people being happy online, okay? Seeing her doesn't make me happy at all, big pervert anti-social!"

Zhao Qingge raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Seeing her expression, Lin Jian knew that she wanted to ridicule her. Anyway, she had nothing else to do, so she quickly found an excuse and ran away.

After Lin Jian left, Zhao Qingge turned to Bo Jue, "Is there nothing you want to ask me?"

"Yes." Bo Jue looked directly at her, with particularly deep eyes.

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Marshal left Yutian the next day without saying a word, and never came to see Zhao Qingge again, he came and went in a hurry, except for this confusing assassination dinner, he took away a few suspects, and a few A soul that turned back to the lighthouse, as if it had never been here.

She went back to the Marshal's Mansion with a gloomy expression. Jiang Han was waiting for her in the heavily guarded meeting room. He knew the ins and outs of the matter a long time ago, and he came to discuss the next plan.

"I'm going to the base and ask the staff 30 years ago if they saw Ming Yu's soul reincarnated with their own eyes."

But Jiang Han didn't expect this result, he was confused: "Why do you suddenly have such an idea?"

"I went to find her real life, and I can't see the slightest similarity at all. I suspect she is not."

"The reincarnation of the soul will completely change a person, and only if we can find the same point—"

The marshal interrupted him: "Do you think I don't know what you said? She is the top computer scientist, and she also has the highest authority in the central military department. Isn't it easy to change a piece of data on the base's soul reincarnation? "

She seemed to be convinced by herself, and gradually grasped a glimmer of hope: "I'm going to the base to ask them, and I'll go in person."

"You—" Jiang Han lowered his voice, "Are you crazy? You used your authority to enter the system to view data without permission before, which violated the provisions of the Supreme Act. If you do so again, you will be prosecuted by a military court."

The marshal sneered: "I sent heavy troops to surround the councilor's mansion, let alone sue me, who dares to fart!"

Jiang Han asked: "Are you going to be a tyrant?"

The Marshal smiled and looked at him coldly.

Jiang Han asked again: "Are you going to be a tyrant? Are you going to violate the founding marshal's ancestral precepts and not to seek the highest law of soul reincarnation? Are you going to set a precedent and make Tianxiu mess up?"

His body was sent flying and hit the wall, Jiang Han stood up and licked the corner of his mouth, tasting the fishy and sweet taste.

The marshal walked over, raised his head slightly, and said with unwillingness and anger in his eyes, "Because your Qizi is still alive, but mine is dead."

"Even if Lan Xin died, I would not make a decision like you to betray the country!" Jiang Han punched her.

"Why!" Her fist collided with Jiang Han's, and her bones made a crisp sound at the same time.

The two of you punched me and kicked each other. The conference room was in a mess. The guards outside the door rushed in. They were yelled "Get out" with red eyes at the same time, so scared that they almost threw their guns. It fell to the ground and went out numbly.

Jiang Han's handsome face was bruised and swollen from the beating, and the marshal was naturally not much better. She snatched the silk from Jiang Han's hand and wiped the corner of her bleeding mouth.

"It's not that I can't understand you, it's just..." Jiang Han sighed helplessly, "Our strengths are like footprints in the sand, which will soon be forgotten, while our shortcomings are engraved in stone. I don't want you to be left with a bad reputation."

"I'm not afraid of being infamous forever."

"Then are you worthy of the dead? When everything is made public in the future, she will be the hero of the empire. What about you? Can't wait to let her lie down in the ditch of shame with you?"