After awakening the memory of the world

Ji Qingyan spent a long time on the road, he went around and went around, and finally chose to go shopping in a shopping mall not far from home.

The business district here is not very lively, perhaps because of the weekdays, Ji Qingyan casually found a dessert shop and sat down, the position by the window made his vision clearer, Ji Qingyan ordered a piece Black forest cake, the formation of pentagrams is spinning, the delicate cake and the smell of jasmine tea are blowing.

Ji Qingyan lit up the light curtain of the smart ring, and the spatial structure here could easily block his position, making it a safe position.

He was dealing with the work that had piled up recently. Ji Qingyan was still worried about Gu Fei'an. He kept thinking about it, and gradually deduced it based on the existing evidence. The only thing that can be determined is that the other party has not yet achieved its goal.

Gu Fei'an, the only one who had ever had a direct confrontation with the opponent, was unconscious in the intensive care unit at the moment. The strength of the opponent was very measured, but barely brushed some boundaries. Even so, this was an extremely heavy provocation.

Ji Qingyan's expression didn't change too much, he spooned the cake casually, and continued to adjust the record backwards, his speed was very fast, and he completed the previously missed inspection range in less than a few minutes.

Ji Qingyan glanced at his arm, the brand mark on his arm was not clearly displayed, but he knew that the curse was still following him, buried under the blood, unable to get rid of it completely, fortunately, it did not affect him for the time being. What restraint his ability caused, on the contrary made him stronger.

Ji Qingyan put down the silver spoon, pursed his lips slightly, moved his fingers, typed quickly on the virtual keyboard, and listed the clues.

Before he could refine his plan, a message popped up, Xi Jiansong sent him a report on Gu Fei'an's previous interrogation of Zhan Fengzhuo.

As soon as Ji Qingyan finished loading, he received a communication request from Xi Jiansong.

"What's the matter?" Ji Qingyan subconsciously connected, he raised his eyes and asked, the other party was sitting on the office chair at the moment, those brown eyes were dizzy and warm, making Ji Qingyan roll up involuntarily A smile.

"Are you outside?" Xi Jiansong's brows gradually knit together. He looked at Ji Qingyan and said helplessly, "Why are you wearing such thin clothes? Why don't you go back first?"

Ji Qingyan wrapped his clothes, rubbed his knuckles and said: "When I came out, I didn't notice that the temperature dropped today. I will pick you up later, so I won't go back."

"Don't move yet," Xi Jiansong's voice seemed to have a faint smile, he switched the video call to a voice call, and the sound of walking came from Ji Qingyan's ear.

"Why are you here today?" Xi Jiansong seemed to avoid several commissioners, and then spoke to Ji Qingyan.

"Come whenever you want," Ji Qingyan replied, "You don't seem to be very busy today."

The soft shaking of the wind chime made Ji Qingyan look back, and Xi Jiansong went straight to where Ji Qingyan was. He also smelled of ice and snow, and the special perfume smelled refreshing.

Ji Qingyan dispersed the light curtain, smiled at Xi Jiansong, stood up and hugged him.

Xi Jiansong put his arms around Ji Qingyan's waist, and he sniffed against Ji Qingyan's neck, which made Ji Qingyan blush for a moment.

Ji Qingyan patted Xi Jiansong's arm at a loss, and said in a panic, "Let's go."

"Don't go shopping?" Xi Jiansong asked with a smile.

Ji Qingyan shook his head, his eyelids drooped, and his earlobes were a little red: "Go back, if I remember correctly, it's still working hours, General."

Xi Jiansong smiled with a soft expression: "I think there are some things that you need to go to confirm in person."

"What is it?" Ji Qingyan raised his head and asked, Xi Jiansong stretched out his hand to hold Ji Qingyan's hand, the cold touch made Xi Jiansong slightly frowned: "Why are your hands so cold?"

Xi Jiansong reached out to take off his coat, and after he told Ji Qingyan to put it on, he reached out to button it up, and then took Ji Qingyan's hand again and walked towards the Supervision Bureau.

Ji Qingyan was a little lost in thought, the warmth enveloped him in an instant, he wanted to say something, but at the moment it seemed that even words were cumbersome, so Ji Qingyan just smiled.

The short tender time seemed precious, and when they returned to the Supervision Bureau, Ji Qingyan looked at the documents stacked on Xi Jiansong's desktop with a headache, and looked at the other party helplessly: "Let's check the clues first. "

The sound of ten fingers tapping on the keyboard was not loud, Ji Qingyan put the documents on the folder, moved his hands a bit, he checked Zhan Fengzhuo's social network, but felt more and more something was wrong.

"What's the matter?" Xi Jiansong signed his name at the end of the document. Seeing Ji Qingyan stop, the other party seemed to have noticed something.

Ji Qingyan checked the content several times again, his face became serious, and he said with a little eagerness: "Zhan Fengzhuo knows Jing Shengchi."

"You mean they know each other?" Xi Jiansong said, his expression became more solemn, a little dull, he got up and pulled the chair, and sat beside Ji Qingyan.

Ji Qingyan unfolded the video that had just been restored, and pointed to the two special guests on the awards platform, who were whispering something underneath.

The intimate behavior of the two was captured by the aurora, but under the dim light, other useful data were completely wiped out, and it could only be seen that the two of them were very intimate.

"It seems that they have long been the pawns of Yinxindi." Xi Jiansong said in a deep voice, "...without realizing it."

"This ability is undoubtedly terrifying. We must speed up the speed of collecting the net to avoid causing more casualties," Xi Jiansong said darkly.

"What's the current situation in the outer space?" Ji Qingyan worried, turning over another column of documents, his voice slightly tired.

"It's still the same as before, they are hostile to each other. If we make a wrong move in this tense situation now, it may bring disaster to Xingheng," Xi Jiansong said with a headache after receiving the file from Ji Qingyan.

"Then what do you want me to help you with?" Ji Qingyan stopped looking through the paperwork and looked at Xi Jiansong seriously.

"...I need you," Xi Jiansong rolled the file together, and smiled slowly: "I need you to live well." He reached out and knocked Ji Qingyan on the head with the file: "Don't think that these have any meaning." It's gone, you are not a commissioner of the Supervision Bureau now, so don't feel pressure."

Ji Qingyan stretched out his hands to hug his head, turned his head with a humming face, and continued to check the information in his hand.

His voice was muffled, but he still asked, "Do you have enough people?"

"The general record is probably overwhelmed," Ji Qingyan said in a low voice.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain." Xi Jiansong threw the file back on his desk, and said with a little heaviness: "Phylion is undergoing a major change unseen in a century, and all the instability and uncertainty are even more serious. If it is really going to get out of hand, maybe it is not just a matter of the death of stars. There are many challenges we have to face."