What happened to Isaac?

Xavier said: "If you hate me, you should let me die. Why do you want me to live?"

"Ha, you're crazy!" said Gordon. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Is it nonsense?" Xavier said, "Then just listen to the story. Since I went to the monastery to investigate Li Qiming's disappearance, you have contacted me frequently and urged me to go back to work as soon as possible. At that time, I thought you were just too Lazy; Dean Robert soon discovered the problem with my investigation certificate, but in fact I never made public the news that I stopped detective work, only a few acquaintances knew about it, and you, Gordon, you are one of them."

"...What else do I think, it turns out that it's all speculation. You're starting to disappoint me, Xavier, you shouldn't speculate about me so maliciously."

"Yes, yes, so far it's just speculation. Including Robert poisoning my food and drinking water later, I just thought he thought I was in the way, so he murdered me."

"Is not it?"

"It could have been, couldn't it? It's all Robert's old fool who didn't poison me all at once," said Xavier. The new maid's workmanship is terrible, the pastry smells of bitter almonds. Could it be cyanide, or simply excess bitter almonds, or some other drug I can't name? You must be more knowledgeable than I am on this subject, Gordon."

"..."

"But you quickly helped me get a new body after you killed me, which I don't understand. I really don't want to doubt you, Gordon."

"You have to know that I do regard you as a friend."

"Is it still there?"

"..."

"Gordon, since when did you stop calling me Langdon?"

Gordon was standing by the door, but when he heard this, he sighed and closed the door again.The protection room fell into darkness again, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly. They only heard Gordon say, "Do you always think you are smart, Xavier?"

Xavier said nothing.

Gordon said: "You're not really smart at all. I've given you a lot of opportunities—I wrote to you not long after you arrived at the monastery, hoping you would come back. If you had listened to my advice then, there must have been It was a very pleasant holiday. Later, when you came home due to illness, when I came to visit you, I persuaded you to put down the case of the monastery. I said to myself: as long as you nod, I will not take out that piece of cake, but You didn't. Then you died. Did you never realize that death is a reminder?"

"Indeed," Xavier said, "it points to you."

"I really don't want to be so cruel to you. You asked for everything. But I don't think you have to die, after all, you are at least the hardest working one of my deputies. I told the presiding judge that you can Give you the quota of exemption from the death penalty, as long as you clean up the entire memory related to the succubus Isaac, I can trust you again, and you can still enjoy eternal life, isn't that good?"

"It turns out that you came up with this idea - to clean my memory from the 17th century to the present, which of course also includes the monastery case. In this way, no one will ever know the inside story behind the monastery murder."

"That's understandable."

"But I think your hands are not that long, you can't go to hell to brainwash Isaac."

"Him? I'm not at all worried about that idiot. You don't expect him to do anything for you, do you? You're totally on the ropes, Langdon Xavier."

Hearing this, Xavier was relieved instead.Gordon is so confident, which means that he probably doesn't know what message he is sending Isaac, or even if he knows, he doesn't care.

"I just don't understand, what are you afraid of?" Xavier said softly, "I do know a lot, for example, you trafficked drugs and used heroin to blackmail Robert to help you launder money, indirectly killing many people... But I I also remember that since I served in heaven, only you have not looked at me coldly. You invited me to drink the first glass of wine when I returned to earth. Although you are unreliable and leave everything to me, Always giving me ridiculously stupid advice, but you—how could I?"

"Don't play the emotional card. You people on earth are always like this. If you don't want to trouble me, why are you chasing this case so hard?"

"A man is dead, Gordon, my friend is dead. He was a good and honest man, and he died for someone else's sake, and he was alone, and his only daughter knew nothing about it. I—knew Is there anything wrong with this person, the only person around him who has the ability to find out the truth, and let him disappear like a handful of sand?"

"Am I not your friend?" Gordon asked.

"Don't play the emotional card," Xavier responded with his own words, "friend? All this time, you've only cared about yourself."

"Haha," Gordon laughed, "It's been a long time since anyone has spoken to me like that. I should be angry, but you, I forgive you. Anyway, you will soon lose all your memories from 1652 to now. , but you were my subordinate long before the seventeenth century. I imagine we'll be friends again, Langdon."

If the light is good enough now, Xavier's pale face can probably be seen clearly.His whole body was trembling slightly, and it took a long time before he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "...you are so disgusting."

Gordon turned his head slightly when he heard this, and suddenly strode towards Xavier, grabbed his collar, and pulled him up from the ground:

"Do you think you are noble, Xavier? I know Li Qiming, but I can't see how much you cared about him before he died. If his illegitimate daughter didn't come to you rashly, do you think How long would it take you to realize his disappearance? If it wasn't for that Sally, I think you'd be willing to believe that this man just went home, don't tell me no, Landon Xavier, don't explain to me, Answer your own heart. What kind of person are you? Hypocritical, vain, holding on to the opportunity to make a fortune, but also holding on to that little bit of poor morality——Admit it, you believe in you The God of God is just to make yourself feel more at ease! Your essence is to care about your own money more than your workers, why are you talking about human life with me here?

"You're so weak, Xavier, I'm afraid you don't even realize that everything you do is for someone else. How many times during the investigation did you feel like giving up? Why didn't you? Out of integrity? Or is it a firm determination to pursue justice and truth? I tell you, you are just being overwhelmed by your lover and child!...Don't rush to refute me, you can reprimand me with high-sounding words but you can't lie You yourself, I tell you, Langdon Xavier, feel disgusting about me all you want, but there is no difference between you and me—that’s why we were, and always will be, friends."

How can I be like you?Xavier thought, but for some reason, the words that should have been blurted out stuck in his throat.

"No, no, Xavier, you're worse than me. Does your soul prove your innocence, do you really think so? It's just taking advantage of your local shyness in showing love. Admit it, you Just thinking about your succubus. You are more addicted to pleasure than I am!  …”

Gordon kept talking, belittling Xavier to nothing. In the dark, Xavier couldn't see his face clearly, but his tone was so firm - the long confinement had dulled Xavier's thinking .He is used to listening to Curisita's words: go here, go there; now he is also used to being led by the nose by Gordon, and once he is accused, he begins to doubt himself.

Everything is as Gordon said, he, Langdon Xavier, a man with a bad record, a weak, exploitative, self-deceived man who has never killed but has blood on his hands, should Be judged and punished, as heaven says: sift out the right memories to guide your actions.