One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

"It's not a game of poker."

Han Yan stroked his chin: "However, no matter how you think about it, it's so strange, what exactly is he going to do?"

"How about..." the middle-aged man scratched his head and asked, "Ask for Uncle Long's opinion?"

"Ask his opinion on everything, what do you want us to do?"

Han Yan was speechless: "Si, it's good to have some ideas."

A young man taught a middle-aged man who seemed to be at least 20 years older than him in this way, but it was amazing that he didn't feel the slightest sense of disobedience.

"I always follow your arrangements to do things." Ye Si was quite innocent, "Suddenly asked me to have my own opinion, and I don't know what to do."

"Old rules, first see if there are any clues."

Han Yan glanced at his watch: "Heixiu Dao should be able to receive the news in a short time, we have to hurry up."

"I said, Brother Ba."

"Ok?"

"Our information..." Ye Si wondered, "Is it a little too smart? Before, it took a while before the incident to lock the location. How come the police haven't found it this time, so we can be sure it's here. ?”

"I'm not doing intelligence work, so it's useless if you ask me." Han Yan said lazily, "You have to ask Uncle Long about this."

The dragon has its way of the dragon, and the mouse has its way of the rat. Compared with the black embroidered knife, which takes the overall situation into consideration, it is responsible for tracking a certain task, and when sharing information with the black embroidered knife, it also has its own special intelligence channel, and is good at this. The Yuelong, naturally can be one step ahead.

However, it is only an analysis on paper.

How many accidents will happen in Junya City in a day?Why can Yuelong always pinpoint the location of the accident that was indeed sabotaged in the first place?

Because the key decisions were all made by the man who was far away overseas and Ye Si had never met face to face, but only played chess with him a few times.

—he was not wrong once.

So, no matter how strange this action that seemed to predict the future was, Ye Si didn't question it anymore.

Ye Si cautiously groped along the wall that seemed to be broken at the touch of a touch. He had been familiar with this process before - anyway, he couldn't come up with anything.

As a former ghost, Ye Si was also one of the victims of the experiment 400 years ago. He has two mutations.One is a concealment method that weakens one's own sense of existence, and the other is the specialization of the sensory organs, which can perceive the fragile parts of some objects through contact-but the actual effectiveness is very limited, and the basic perception is concrete. The weak point of the class structure.

The analysis of the traces of Yuan Ling was done by Han Yan, while the analysis of the physical damage was done by Ye Si, and the two of them divided the labor in this way.

The process of going to the scene every time is that Ye Si first analyzes the damage situation, Hanba perceives the traces of Yuanling, and then the two discuss together, and finally come to the conclusion that it is useless under the extremely poor known information.

So although Ye Si was still serious about his work, he basically no longer expected to find any clues.

Only this time...

The middle-aged man's hand stopped suddenly, with a confused and surprised expression on his face, and his fingers pierced into the cracked and mottled wall as if they were poking into tofu.

"This!"

A piece of black square Ye Si was snapped out of the wall, and he handed it to Han Ba ​​in astonishment: "Brother Ba! Look what this is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire wall collapsed.

Hanba took the cube from the startled Ye Si and started tossing it up and down with great interest.

"This thing..." he looked towards the wall, "it should be the culprit, right?"

"Just such a little thing?" Ye Si stared at the small black box with wide eyes, "I remember that guy did the most ruthless thing, but he smashed the elevated road tens of meters away!"

"For Yuanling equipment, everything is possible, and the ghost knows what it can do." Han Yan lowered his eyes and whispered, "And this thing...why doesn't it emit Yuanling fluctuations?"

Ye Si immediately shouted excitedly: "This is a great achievement, Brother Ba! Are we getting closer to the truth?"

The young man fiddled with the black cube, squinted his eyes slightly, and put it in his pocket.

"No, Si."

He took a deep look at Ye Si: "Don't tell Hei Xiudao."

"...Ah?" The man looked at Han Yan very puzzled, "Why? This is not an important line—"

"This is Lumber's plan."

Just this short sentence blocked Ye Si's mouth.

The middle-aged man muttered: "Okay, I got it. But I still feel a little bit wrong... What will my daughter do if I offend the public."

Han Yan couldn't help laughing and said: "Anxin, your daughter has food and drink in Yujing, she doesn't have to run around like us, she is very comfortable. If you are worried, why don't you go back and video with her?"

"I'm really worried about your daughter, don't let the black embroidery knife see it?"

"...Okay, I see."

Ye Si nodded, then looked at the rotten corpse on the floor of the living room, subconsciously looked away, and looked thoughtful.

When he first came in, he was quite frightened by the corpse.

Han Yan saw his strangeness, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

"When we followed this guy before, although he also killed people, he didn't seem to have killed people directly, right?"

The middle-aged man stroked his chin: "Not only did he kill people, but he also died in such a miserable manner. He is not afraid of being targeted? If this house is not a single-family house in the suburbs, the body would have been found that day."

"However, he has been targeted a long time ago for messing around like this. What are you afraid of..."

Ye Si's voice stopped abruptly.

He suddenly widened his eyes and yelled in disbelief: "Brother Ba! Do you think he deliberately asked us to find him!"

He paced back and forth in the room, and said to himself: "From the point of view of his technique, he left traces that should not have been left in many places, and this time it was almost like self-explosion. The box stays, that's..."

Ye Si looked at Han Yan with a natural smile, hesitant to speak.

"Brother Ba."

After a long time, the middle-aged man said sincerely: "Let's tell Hei Xiu Dao about this, isn't this a key clue?"

Hanba leisurely tossed the black cubes: "I told you, Long Bo has arrangements, can you still not trust him?"

Don't you trust Long Bo?That is of course impossible. Ye Si already knew the horror of Uncle Long when he was still a ghost, and now he and Han Ba ​​are directly working under Uncle Long, which makes him feel great respect for that man.

only……

Is it really okay not to tell Heixiu Dao about this?

Chapter 120 - Ms. Gu can't rest

The two old men watched the white-haired girl disappear into the sunlight, and they were silent.

"Why don't you yell twice more?" Xun Jianzhang said suddenly, "Maybe Ms. Gu will stay and have a meal with us?"

Zhao Changlie replied firmly: "If she doesn't want to, don't force her."

Mr. Xun shook his head with a headache and said, "No wonder your granddaughter doesn't like you! One is one, and two is two, right? If we are willing to beg for it, is it possible that the old ancestor really left without hesitation?"

Old man Zhao was silent for a moment, hesitantly said, "Then go now, it should be too late."

"..."

The two old men looked at each other and sighed.

How could they not understand Gu Wulian's thoughts.

For the two factions in the Jiuhua political circle, the appearance of Gu Wulian is undoubtedly a huge unstable factor.

Any of her thoughts and inclinations may cause huge uncontrollable turbulence to the entire political situation.

The luckiest thing is that there are very few people who know Gu Wulian's real identity, and the only ones who know this matter most intuitively are these two old men who can analyze Gu Wulian's reaction more calmly and objectively.

But no matter how objective they are, they are the leaders of different factions after all.

Even if they are two half-dead old men, as politicians and faction leaders, they can't guarantee that they can interpret Gu Wulian's attitude and words without any inclination, let alone determine whether the other party will interpret it objectively.

Therefore, in order to avoid this kind of situation, Gu Wulian's choice is the most reasonable and correct - express his attitude, and at the same time minimize direct contact with Xun Jianzhang and Zhao Changlie.

"Reality..." Xun Jianchang sighed, "If I were just a student, I should be able to chat with Ms. Gu a lot."

"Heh." Zhao Changlie sneered, "It's a good idea."

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit shook his head: "You're not promising, hey... I do have a lot of questions that I plan to ask her."

The old man sighed softly: "Heaven, demons, and her rebirth...there are too many."

"She didn't tell us, she should have her own considerations."

Zhao Changlie stroked the armrest: "These things are too early for Jiuhua now."

"That's right, being prepared for danger in times of peace is not the way of thinking." Xun Jianzhang drank the last sip of tea in the teacup, "According to the surviving classics, if the extraterrestrial demons mentioned by Ms. Gu really exist, then as poisonous monsters It must also exist. But after she became a celestial being, the evil spirits and monsters never appeared again."

"As for the way of heaven..."

Zhao Changlie said in a deep voice, "That's even more unpredictable, it's not something we can control now."

"Thinking about it this way, it seems that we and our ancestors really have nothing to talk about."

"You said that!" Xun Jianzhang was quite dissatisfied, "You just have to chat about important matters? Can't you talk about the parents' infidelity? The parents' inconsistencies...the parents..."

"broken!"

The old man slapped his thigh sharply.

Zhao Changlie frowned: "What's wrong?"

"It's about Xiao Ji!"

Xun Jianzhang rubbed his eyebrows sadly in a rare way: "I forgot to tell Ms. Gu about Xiao Ji's matter!"

"..." Zhao Changlie also reacted, his expression slightly stagnant.

"She..." Old man Zhao's tone was a bit complicated, "The relationship with Ms. Gu is not bad now, is it?"

"I think it's more than just okay."

Xun Jianzhang's expression changed, he thought about it, and finally his expression gradually relaxed: "It's not right, it's not good to say it now."

The old man said seriously: "You know Xiao Ji's character, but after getting along with Ms. Gu for a long time, there are signs of improvement. If Ms. Gu knows Xiao Ji's identity now, who knows how her attitude will change ? If Xiao Ji finds out the truth, it won't be over?"

"It's better to wait for Xiao Ji's paranoid personality to be completely changed by Ms. Gu—hey! Let's talk about it at this time, it will be no problem!"

Zhao Changlie thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.

After a brief silence, Xun Jianzhang looked at Zhao Changlie, and said in a strange tone: "Is this... Ms. Gu's family business?"

Zhao Changlie shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be, but according to what was said a thousand years ago..."

The old man's expression was also indescribably subtle: "It should... be considered."

Ms. Gu, who had already arrived home, didn't know that the two old men were talking about her "family affairs". If she knew, she would definitely be furious and cursed.

Is it possible that you guys don’t know better than me whether I have kept seeds in my previous life?What else can I do?

"Things have been done, and what should be said has been said. Jun Mi should not have anything to do recently."

The white-haired girl who threw herself on the sofa stretched beautifully, hugged the pillow comfortably and squinted her eyes, lazily.

"Then... what should I do next?"

Gu Wulian, who had never been in such a brisk mood, rolled around on the sofa: "Take more classes at Daxia College? Go on a trip? Or stay at home with Ah Lu for a few days... Forget it, this won't work .”

"...Speaking of which, what about the Alu people?"

Yan Lu has stopped working in her company recently, and is messing with her friends about the office, but she said in advance that she will try to come back within a day. According to the temperament of that big girl, she should He would honestly wait for her at home.

"Forget it, if you're not at home, just give her a surprise."

Ms. Gu jumped off the sofa, first ran to the succulent and poked the fleshy leaves, then went into the bedroom and changed into home clothes—an oversized shirt that was so big that it could cover a third of the calf, and finally walked into the kitchen humming a song , ready to cook a very sumptuous meal.

Gu Wulian, who was stepping on a small stool, subconsciously recalled the scene of last night while chopping vegetables.

"..."

The white-haired girl who was still in high spirits suddenly became absent-minded.

"That girl, Ah Lu, is indeed not a child anymore."

It seems that he recalled Yan Lu's soft voice in his ear, and the soft and warm touch when he hugged her tightly, Gu Wulian's chopping of vegetables was a little awkward.

"It's really... just saying some strange things."

The white-haired loli aunt muttered: "What is my Gu Wulian, it's not big or small."

He said so on the lips, but in his heart he was very seriously calculating how to make the best dinner.