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After Jiang Jian drove back to the hotel, he fell asleep.

He thought he was covered in blood and would be stopped by the police for interrogation on the road, but nothing happened except that the taxi driver asked him if the wound on his forehead was okay.

He explained that his eyes were inconvenient and he accidentally injured himself. The driver didn't suspect it, so he took out a Band-Aid and gave it to him, reminding him to see a doctor before driving him back to the hotel.

For the next two days, Jiang Jiankai spent almost all of his time between eating and sleeping. By the third day, his mental and physical strength had almost recovered, and he packed his luggage and went home.

This time he didn't call a car, but took the bus.

After a few days of buffering, he gradually got used to the inconvenience caused by blindness, and soon found an empty seat to sit down. The passengers got up and down halfway, but they didn't find any problem with his eyes.

Halfway through the car, someone got into the car. Hearing the sound of footsteps and crutches, it should be an old man.

The surrounding passengers did not intend to give up their seats, so Jiang Jiankai stood up and let the old man sit in his seat.

The old man thanked him and sat down, and the bus started again. He said, "There are so many healthy people, but you gave up your seat."

"I'm pretty healthy, too."

Jiang Jian replied with a smile, thinking that if his eyes were normal, he might not be able to kill five undead that day.

If one regards a weakness as an advantage, then what is the difference between him and an ordinary person?

Jiang Jian drove home.

The room had been cleaned, but fortunately there was no silence, Jiang Jiankai heaved a sigh of relief, thinking about how embarrassing it must have been when he yelled at him in front of his subordinates that day.

It seems that every time he wants to make things better, he always makes things worse. This was the case for the last mission, and this time again, maybe he and Shen Mo are really out of tune.

There was no food at home, so Jiang Jian cooked pasta and served it with ready-made seasonings for dinner.

He turned on the TV, ate and listened to the news of the past two days.

The report of the incident did not mention the case of the warehouse, so it should be handled secretly by Shen Mo, so he is not worried about Qiangwei's safety.

The silent subordinates will send her home, and maybe even erase her memory.

While eating, the sound of the TV suddenly quieted down, and there was a rattling sound not far away.

Jiang Jiankai's hand holding the fork stopped. Although he couldn't see it, his intuition told him that all states had stopped now, including time.

The echo of the bullet landing was long, and Jiang Jiankai let go of the hand holding the fork. Sure enough, the fork did not fall into the plate, but stopped in the air.

Silence finally appeared, Jiang Jiankai's heart throbbed uncontrollably, and he wanted to call him, but he didn't know what to call him.

Footsteps came to him, and the first thing he said in silence was to ask, "Are your eyes better?"

"Not at all, like a blind man."

"You are not blind. A blind man would not be able to kill five undead in one go."

Shen Mo picked up the fork hanging in the air, put it back on the plate, and said with a smile: "This thing has to be put away properly, I don't want to be shot in the head by it."

Thinking of the words he threatened to be silent, Jiang Jiankai couldn't help laughing, and immediately heard him say: "That matter... I'm sorry..."

The voice was low and a bit awkwardly childish, Jiang Jiankai looked at him in astonishment.

Silence and displeasure asked: "What expression do you have?"

"I never thought you would apologize, instructor."

"I don't know who said that we are no longer superiors and subordinates, so what are we called instructors, hmph."

Silence sneered, and said: "I was very angry that day, because you thought I raped you for revenge, so you cooperated with me the night before just to atone for your crime, right?"

Jiang Jiankai couldn't say that he hadn't thought about it at all, but it wasn't entirely true that he accepted silence only for atonement.

There was a silent sigh.

"Later, I calmed down and thought, I can't blame you for that incident. In our business, everything starts with suspicion. This habit has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow-I taught you these, so the responsibility lies with me. on me, idiot."

Thinking about his way of doing things and habits, he had indeed learned it from Silence. Jiang Jiankai was feeling lost, but when he heard the last sentence, he couldn't breathe smoothly and choked.

"Ahem!"

After being patted on the back, he said silently and unhappy: "Why is this, I'm trying to communicate with you, but you still laugh at me."

"I didn't laugh, I just choked."

Jiang Jiankai explained, but when he thought of him scolding him for being stupid...that or something, and wanted to laugh so much, he tried his best to press his lower lip.

Shen Mo looked closely at him, and immediately yelled.

"Look, look, you're obviously smiling!"

"..."

Jiang Jiankai asked back: "So instructor, do you want me to face you with tears of tears?"

"Uh, you'd better laugh. You can't see how ugly you are when you cry. Only I can see it. It's simply mental abuse. It's not enough for you to kill me, you also want to torture me mentally!"

"..." This person has schizophrenia, what's wrong with it?

Mo Mo walked back and forth in front of him, "Also, I don't like your current decadent and self-defeating appearance. Seeing you like this makes me angry."

"Anyway, I can't see it, and I'm not angry."

After Jiang Jiankai finished speaking casually, he suddenly thought that it was such a lucky thing that he couldn't see with his eyes.

"But you have to change your state for me."

"why?"

"Didn't I just say that you are engaging in mental abuse, Fang Tang, I didn't realize you were so stupid before."

——I didn't realize you were so stupid before... that.

"Instructor, maybe you should see a psychiatrist."

"If you pay, I will consider it."

"Why do you want me out?"

"Because the source of my unhappiness is you!"

Jiang Jiankai was a little confused, he had completely forgotten what he and Shen Mo were talking about at the beginning.

"In short, my temper has never been very good, so some bad students nicknamed me Violent Dog. My nickname is Cheetah, but I still have to thank him for not calling me Rabid Dog."

The man said angrily while pacing back and forth, then suddenly stopped and looked over.

"Speaking of which, who gave me this nickname in the first place?"

Jiang Jiankai bit his lower lip hard, proving that it had nothing to do with him.

Silence walked up to him and stared at him.

From so close, Jiang Jiankai could almost feel the heat of his breath.

Three seconds later, he silently asked, "Fang Tang, it couldn't be you?"

"It must not be."

Jiang Jiankai said loudly, and the silence was shaken back, "It must be you, the loud voice is to hide the guilt."

"Absolutely not!"

He won't admit that the nickname has something to do with him, at most he just said it casually, who would have thought that it would spread like this.

It can only prove how appropriate the names instructor and violent dog are.

Shen Mo was still staring at Jiang Jiankai, his expression of trying to hide it made him look so cute, his cheeks were flushed, he looked much better than when they met again, at least he was more angry.

—Maybe we all belong to the battlefield, Sugar Cube.

He pushed back, waved his hands, and said generously, "Forget it, it's all over anyway, by the way, where did we just talk about?"

How would Jiang Jiankai know?Their original topic had been derailed for a long time.

"Your memory is also getting worse, Fang Tang, alas, it seems that you can't live a comfortable life for too long." Mo Mo was heartbroken.

Jiang Jiankai clenched his fists, what's with this feeling of wanting to beat someone up?

"Forget it, you won't remember if you talk too much. All in all, one thing is very important. No matter whether your choice was right or wrong at the beginning, you can't change it. If you keep dwelling on the past, you will never see the future."

The words were solemn and serious, Jiang Jian was taken aback, and the silence became normal in a second, and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

In an instant, he traveled back to the era when he was trained and got used to it. He said loudly, "Yes! Instructor!"

The sound of footsteps went to the opposite living room. Jiang Jiankai thought that Shen Mo was about to leave, so he hurriedly caught up and asked, "So I did something wrong. Is it?"

"If it's right, do I still need to seek revenge on you? Do you think the job of a civil servant in the spirit world is easy?"

The silence was replaced by a carefree tone again. Jiang Jiankai was very uncomfortable with such an instructor, unable to see his expression, and whispered to himself.

"It seems that I was indeed wrong."

"Silly X!"

"what?"

"Just believe what other people say, don't you have a brain? Don't tell people that you were brought out by me in the future, it's just too embarrassing, oh..."

Jiang Jiankai finally found out—not being able to see is not the most desperate thing, the most desperate thing is the collapse of the former idol.