Super Species Player

Under Ajie's horrified gaze, Jiang Qian dug his fingers into his right ear.

Then, his pupils moved to the right with his fingers, and he pinched a gray-backed nail beetle with two fingers and pinched it out of the ear canal...

The insect is thin and not even as thick as a little finger, but it can curl up in a person's ear. It has six legs and two tentacles, and its tail is slightly upturned, like a pair of scissors.

Scientific name: Earwig.

"Did you put this in?"

Jiang Qian carried the young nail clipper and brought it close to Ajie.

The nail clipper is still struggling with its claws.

Ajie was completely frozen, and Jiang Qian's unruffled expression formed an indescribable horror in his eyes.

The intense emotional stress caused him to briefly lose the ability to speak.

"It would be naive to think that you can control me with this thing. But this bug matches your style."

Jiang Qian held the insect on his fingertips and turned it around to observe.

This bug was quietly put into Jiang Qian's ear canal when she was washing her hair. It was an egg at first and has now hatched into an adult bug. Its function is to invade the brain, thereby controlling and confusing people's thinking to a certain extent, and is used to save lives at critical moments.

At that time, it was because Jiang Qian repeatedly mentioned Wang Fugui, which made Ajie feel wary, so he took this action.

Ajie didn't expect that with Jiang Qian's current poisonous body, just secreting a little body fluid could kill this nail clipper for three generations! Not to mention invading the brain and confusing thinking...

Now it seems that this operation is tantamount to digging your own grave!

It was precisely because of this that Ajie's face looked uglier than a dead man's face when he saw the nail clippers falling from Jiang Qian's fingers.

"Let's talk."

Jiang Qian pulled up another chair and sat down in front of Ajie, asking in a persuasive manner: "What is 'that thing' that that person just mentioned?"

"..."

The pen in his left hand returned to his right hand: "Are you sure you want to experience my torture methods?"

Jiang Qian repeated the threat.

Ajie pursed his lips, his face was pale but silent, and he looked like a bear looking at death. It seems that he plans to fight to the end.

Jiang Qian examined the young stylist's current physical condition and silently assessed the torture procedure that the young stylist could endure: two exposed wounds on the chest and under the right rib, varying degrees of damage to the lungs and kidneys, and massive blood loss...

This person has the physical fitness of a dimorphic and alien creature.

Given Jiang Qian's confidence in his "professionalism" in this area, he would definitely be able to produce something during the torture. The most unfavorable result would be the death penalty, and the person would definitely not survive the aftermath.

Of course, this shouldn't have been a factor for him to consider.

But he suddenly didn't want to make it so complicated.

I came here to "Live and Die" not to seek revenge, but to obtain information about Jiang Yang and judge the possibility of the missing brother's survival.

In this matter, Jiang Qian didn't want to cause trouble, let alone be provoked by it.

…

The nail-clipper that fell on the ground struggled to crawl towards the corner of the wall and hid in the crack.

Ajie, who was paralyzed on the chair, was shaking faintly under Jiang Qian's cold gaze. He didn't know whether it was fear or a "cold" reaction caused by blood loss.

Jiang Qian stared at him for a long time.

We started chatting about an off-topic topic:

"I met Teacher Wang Fugui in the dungeon two days ago. The guy over there was also there."

Jiang Qian glanced at Doctor Dai, who was lying motionless on the side.

"Multiplayer S-level dungeon, the default setting is for the entire army to be annihilated. Master Wang Fugui was framed by his 'friend', that Doctor Dai over there. I promised to avenge him, so I killed Doctor Dai once in the dungeon. "

"As you can see, this guy was not dead at the time, so he did it again here today."

Jiang Qian spoke eloquently and in a calm tone, as if this cruel story had nothing to do with him.

"In exchange, your master gave me some information feedback."

Ajie stared at Jiang Qian blankly.

So Jiang Qian raised his head and asked, "Have you heard of Jiang Yang?"

While saying this, Jiang Qian stared into Ajie's eyes, not missing any expression or expression on his face - Ajie seemed to have no impression of the name "Jiang Yang".

There was only confusion and sadness in his eyes.

In this brief silence, Jiang Qian unexpectedly saw tears falling from Ajie's eyes without warning.

Although conceptually we know that artists are more sentimental than ordinary people, the last person who could shed tears for a second was his sister Yu Xuan.

This made Jiang Qian silent.

Ajie didn't seem to expect that his emotions would collapse on the spot.

As the last person Wang Fugui saw in real life, he had expected this result before his master returned that day. However, there is still a glimmer of hope.

The evolutionary copy of the super-species world is full of miracles. As long as there is no news, it is not the worst news.

Until Master's "good friend" came to the door today, until Jiang Qian told the truth, the torrent of emotions that had been accumulated for a long time was overwhelming his reason.

Ajie lowered his head, stunned, tears mixed with the blood on his face and fell down his chin drop by drop. From silent crying, to finally his entire expression collapsed.

The strong sadness directly impacted Jiang Qian.

At close range, he could see Ajie's trembling shoulders, his rapidly red eyes, and liquid secreted from his tear ducts, overwhelming all obstacles.

He could observe that the other party was trying to control it, but it was difficult to achieve...

An inexplicable feeling emerged from Jiang Qian's heart: He was a little envious of the other person, who could still cry in such a high-pressure situation!

The fact that he was able to cry without restraint showed that his grief overwhelmed his fear, and the impact of losing someone important was stronger than what he was facing.

A little envious.

He didn't even cry when his father died. Therefore, Jiang Yang scolded him as a wolf-hearted person.

He was not sensible at that time, and Jiang Yang didn't think he was "sick", but thought he was cruel.

Jiang Qian put the pen against the throbbing carotid artery in Ajie's neck: "What is 'that thing' and where is it?"

"...I won't tell you. No one wants to know. Just do it."

It can be seen that the intense sadness did not make Ajie give up.

"All right."

Jiang Qian stood up from the chair in front of Ajie with his knees up, walked away under Ajie's surprised eyes, looked around, and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets...

"Hey, I can't hide here..."

After figuring out Jiang Qian's intentions, Ajie was surprised that the other party didn't immediately "torture" him. On the other hand, he didn't expect that the other party had already started shopping for goods on the spot!

Jiang Qian ignored him.

I believe you when you say you're not here, don't I want to lose face? And it's better if you don't say that... Jiang Qian continued to rummage, taking out all the old picture frames stacked in the cabinet, and specifically selected the ones that were the same size as the pictures hanging at the door. He used a pen as a screwdriver to remove the frame and explore the inside. .

Applejack's eyes widened.

There were about a dozen paintings like this in the entire store. Jiang Qian had taken apart almost all of them and looked at them, but he didn't find anything strange.

"its not right."

Jiang Qian turned back to look at Ajie. The other person's eyes flickered, and Jiang Qian immediately found inspiration.

He walked to the statue of Guan Gong enshrined in the corner, solemnly laid three sticks of incense, and prayed devoutly for instructions.

"This is the last painting that fits the size." Jiang Qian said, and began to dismantle the portrait of Guan Gong on the altar...

"Hello!!"

"Shut up."

Under Ajie's eyes dripping with cold sweat, Jiang Qian successfully removed a mutilated old photo from the inner panel of the frame...

The photo has faded, and it shows what looks like four young men and women leaning side by side on the side of a truck.

The reason why I say "looks like" is because the faces of a man and a woman on the right side have been "burned off" and no traces can be seen.

The other two people are: Doctor Dai and Wang Fugui.

Counting from left to right are: Doctor Dai, Wang Fugui, Faceless Man, and Faceless Woman.

"Is this something you're going to burn?"

Jiang Qian looked at Ajie in confusion. The other person opened his mouth, his eyes were desperate and his face was bloodless.

"Okay." He turned over the photo and looked at it again...

At this time, a familiar pattern and four Chinese characters struck Jiang Qian's eyes, and quickly burned his nerves!

The pattern is in the middle of the photo, exactly like the lamprey bite mark found on Dr. Dai's back, like a strange totem.

Under the "totem", four cursive Chinese characters are signed:

Gangster thief.

…

Jiang Qian's eyes stayed on the four words on the back of the photo for a long time:

"A gangster?"

Jiang Yang...

This vulgar homophone and the familiar atmosphere made every cell of Jiang Qian excited.

It is a kind of complete satisfaction after stepping through the iron shoes!

At that moment, Jiang Qian came closer with an old photo and carefully observed the details of the man whose head was cut off: wearing a black shirt, camouflage pants and lace-up leather shoes, holding his shoulders, looking menacing. The skin color of his arms was obviously darker than the others, and he was hugged by the "faceless woman" next to him and snuggled up against his neck.

Jiang Qian did not dare to conclude that this person was Jiang Yang, but his limited appearance was very consistent with Jiang Yang.

With great excitement and impulse, Jiang Qian returned to Ajie, holding the photo and asked: "Do you know these two people?"

Ajie shook his head in a daze like a zombie, his eyes full of despair and self-blame.

Jiang Qian took out a transparent plastic bag from his pocket and sealed the photo in it to prevent the evidence from being too fragile and damaged.

At this moment, he had quickly calmed down and began to sort out what had happened so far in his mind:

In the copy of "Ace", Wang Fugui had a subtle reaction after hearing the word "Jiang Yang", and brought him here with his last words. He found photos that may be related to "Jiang Yang", and "Jiang Yang" "Message.

Doctor Dai, who escaped death from the dungeon, risked being exposed due to some unknown drive, eager to find a certain "relic" left by Wang Fugui, and met himself here. During the torture process, he died somewhere An unknown force.

Finally, I contacted Jiang Yang:

If the person in the photo is indeed Jiang Yang, who disappeared six years ago, what happened in the meantime? What led him to stay away from his family and suspected of joining some kind of mysterious unofficial organization, forming a cooperation and partnership with Wang Fugui, Doctor Dai and others.

And what kind of changes happened in the middle, leading to a conspiracy and intrigue between several people?

Who is the woman whose face was also burned off?

Was this photo left by Wang Fugui, or was it deliberately arranged by someone else?

By the way, Ajie is obviously also a card holder, so is his role limited to this?

The confusing and intertwined questions kept colliding, and along with the various subtle details Jiang Qian observed, he finally got a pessimistic understanding:

The secrets involved in this matter may not be directly explored at his level.

He himself, even if he evolved unconventionally, is just a dimorphic and xenobiotic card holder.

His position in the official system can be regarded as an "excellent employee" at best. He has not even held an official position, and is much lower than others in terms of information awareness. No matter how good your mind is, if your information network cannot cover that level, it will still be of no help to the facts you want to investigate.

Jiang Qian faced two choices:

First, the matter is shelved and the matter is negotiated and dealt with on the spot, but there is a huge risk that trouble may come to your doorstep.

Second, report the matter, let the authorities intervene in the investigation, and hand over everything you see and know to your superiors. In this way, the value of being silenced is lost, and even if the other party wants to retaliate, they will be wary and have to consider the cost of provoking the official and being counterattacked.

Of course, reporting the incident will also bring a possible risk: whether Jiang Yang's identity is opposed to the official.

If his brother is already a villain who can't turn back...

Then this exposure is a clear-cut fratricidal act!

"grass……"

I rubbed my forehead vigorously, feeling a headache.

Jiang Qian's eyes fell on the old photos again.

After about half a minute of silence, he raised his head, took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, and started dialing Ji Ming's number.

…

PS:

You say I'm short, look here~ Is this still short?

There is no hydrology, just throwing clues and character creation. If you don’t make these necessary ambush and just push the plot, the subsequent experience will be compromised... Other things that cannot be explained and solved for the time being are all problems of my level.

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