After awakening the memory of the world

"What's wrong%3F?" Bai Luojing was a little stunned: "I haven't figured it out yet%3F"

Ji Qingyan didn't answer, but just frowned, and handed the black listening ears that he had just pulled off to Bai Luojing. The rubbery feel was smaller than the fingernail of a little finger, let alone the cuffs. With sharp eyes, Ji Qingyan was about to skip this dangerous little thing.

"It's an alien domain again..." Bai Luojing said with his lips, wanting to hammer the wall in despair.

Ji Qingyan took out a small box from his pocket, and threw the black listening ear into the isolation glue: "The enforcement bureau is equipped with the latest one-way shielding pile, so it's not a big problem to deal with such a small thing. It’s just that, do you still remember where you caught up with this thing %3F”

Bai Luojing's face turned extremely ugly, he suppressed his anger, and said as calmly as possible: "No, I just went out today."

Hearing Bai Luojing's vague answer, Ji Qingyan didn't delve into it, just threw the small box in his hand to the other party, and said casually: "Adjutant Bai, you have a high position and authority, and there are too many things that don't need to be personally involved. "

Hearing Ji Qingyan's words, Bai Luojing's anger was extinguished, and he finally calmed down. He said helplessly, "But there are some things that need to be seen in person to understand the whole picture. After all, machines alone cannot do it." to perfection."

Same temper as Xi Jiansong.Ji Qingyan shrugged, walked towards the previous office, and waved back as farewell.

"It seems that you and my adjutant had a good chat," Xi Jiansong joked, but he still didn't look up. There was a steady stream of documents and approvals that needed to be processed on the light screen. Signed his name on it.

Ji Qingyan was a little more relaxed than when he came back last time. He sat on the other side of the sofa and watched Xi Jiansong quickly process the documents in his hand. The smartphone served him a cup of lemon tea, but he Uninterestedly, he raised his arms and watched the fresh-cut lemon sink in the glass.

He was a little dazed, the smell of lemon reminded him of the smell in the library yard, grandma's kind face and rough palms.Ji Qingyan pursed his lips stiffly. He took out a piece of mint candy from his pocket, opened it and stuffed it into his mouth. The tip of his tongue was once again wrapped in the smell of mint. Ji Qingyan turned his gaze back and opened the smart ring.

The crushed candy was slightly sharp, and Ji Qingyan could feel the sweet smell in his mouth. When he swallowed hard, Xi Jiansong just signed the last document and put the pen back on the table in the groove.

"Why is it lemon tea%3F?" Ji Qingyan's voice was full of mistyness that he didn't even notice.

"What%3F?" Xi Jiansong didn't quite hear it, and when he looked up, he saw Ji Qingyan staring blankly at the lemon tea in front of him, as if he saw something that shouldn't be here.

Ji Qingyan also realized that something was wrong with him at the moment, but he couldn't stop. He could only continue to be silent in pain. He just shook his head with a complicated expression when facing Xi Jiansong's question. Picking up the glass, like a strong man breaking his wrist, he took a sip.

"Don't you like it?" Xi Jiansong asked suspiciously.

The smell of fresh lemon mixed with tea leaves was so familiar that Ji Qingyan almost thought he was hallucinating. When he put down the glass, Ji Qingyan couldn't control his emotions, and his palm curled up slightly.

"No," Ji Qingyan said calmly, his dark eyes couldn't see any other emotions: "I like it very much."

Ji Qingyan tightened his palms, and he suddenly realized that everything he was going through might be a fantasy, like a shadow in the depths of the night, surrounding him all the time, but he didn't realize it Danger.

Xi Jiansong realized Ji Qingyan's unreasonable resistance, and quickly changed the topic: "The genetic ratio of Jing Shengnian and Jing Shengchi has been released, and there is an on-site inspection report, why don't you take a look?"

Ji Qingyan nodded, and accepted the document silently. His eyes stayed on the column of star energy analysis, the ice crystals condensed into a dull color, one side was as light as day, while the other side had the color of dusk.

"The chip we found in the construction site, the analysis room put forward a series of data from it. Jing Shengnian killed his past with his own hands. In his own words, he just abandoned his weakness," Xi Jiansong's voice remained unchanged. , the surrounding atmosphere gradually became heavy.

There was a little sharpness in those brown eyes, Xi Jiansong adjusted the light curtain to two sides, and picked up the stylus in the groove.

Ji Qingyan frowned slightly when he saw the results of the chip analysis from the report.

"My people found a fragment of the mask from the scene where you were tied up, and they restored the pattern," Xi Jiansong said in a deep voice, he paused, and continued, "You should be very happy with this clown mask familiar."

"I broke it." Ji Qingyan looked up at Xi Jiansong, reached out and turned to the next page: "I wasn't quite sure if that person was Jing Shengnian. His motive for committing the crime, and everything about his actions, Maybe it was all ordered by someone."

"Do you remember who he mentioned?" Xi Jiansong pressed down the stylus on his knuckles, and his voice was a little seductive.

Ji Qingyan kept thinking about it, and he said with some hesitation: "If I remember correctly, he also mentioned a name called 'Star Envoy'."

Ji Qingyan's voice was a bit ethereal, Xi Jiansong knew it was Ji Qingyan, and he was not sure about it, he looked at the restored clown mask, the clown smiled strangely, but there was a line drawn on the right side of his face Blue tear stains.

At the bottom of the smile on the clown mask, there is also a small star imprint. The existence of this imprint casts a veil of mystery on the mask.

Without waiting for Xi Jiansong to point out, Ji Qingyan had already discovered this piece of pattern that was incompatible with the mask. The paint contained thin gold leaf, but only mottled marks remained after the shattering.

Words have an end, the heart has nowhere to go, and the way he walked has become ethereal. Ji Qingyan reached out and stroked the image on the light screen, as if to wipe away the tears on the other's face.

When his hand was halfway up, he curled up again. Ji Qingyan moved the information to the next page, and his eyes refocused on the four characters of Xingyuan, which violated the regulations.

The construction site of Jiangcha Mine has been full of weirdness since the day it was established, but at this moment, there is not much evidence to explain it. Everything is buried under the ruins of rubble.

In the silence, those who once smiled were also buried by time. The seven-page list of victims was a list of blood and hatred.

[The author has something to say: low fever is too uncomfortable ⑧]