How could Ai Liang agree to such a face-to-face request.

Who knows if they will throw a cup as a sign when they go to the place.

In an instant, hundreds of armor users filed out and surrounded themselves.

You said Moose is still in their hands?

Right here.

People's countermeasures, from food to housing, from clothing to use, from life to death, provide one-stop service to the end.

It just so happens that this widowed old man doesn't have to worry about future pensions.

Besides, keeping Moos lurking beside Janus is far better than sending him to the Countermeasures Bureau for research.

Maybe this guy can activate the halo of group destruction, and join the countermeasures with his crimes and meritorious service.

From a **** on the road, he was transferred to an official.

Realize the successful transformation of frustrated middle-aged life.

Anyway, the link between engraving and the Apostolic Society has been cut off by Ai Liang.

Moose doesn't have to worry about himself, he will end up as a mask user.

The previous set of rhetoric was just used by Ai Liang to fool Mu Si.

The purpose is to let him work hard.

After all, this guy will only show 2000% energy when it comes to his own safety.

In a word.

Ai Liang has little interest in rescuing Moose.

Face the expected rejection.

Xia Qiyuan was not discouraged: "Hey, don't say that, trust is something that comes from getting along for a long time, and you don't even want to meet face to face, how can you generate trust?

By the way, we seem to have met once, right? "

"..."

Facing this extremely familiar sophistry, Ai Liang couldn't help thinking of Xia Qiyuan back then.

Back then, The Hermit was just an investigative reporter anonymously providing information to the police.

At the beginning, Xia Qiyuan used this kind of cliché to deceive Ai Liang, who was still very naive at the time, to Mian Ji.

Then, with a flick, Ai Liang became a police informant in a daze.

But this sentence also reminded Ai Liang.

Thinking about it, he suddenly realized something.

Although Gao Bin was too far away, and buried the hint too deeply at that time, there was no way to contact the hint for the time being.

But on Mu Si's side, Ai Liang can restore his memory immediately.

Now that the other party already knows, his real identity is a hermit.

Then there is no need to hide the skin of the messenger.

Anyway, after the incident, Hongying can be used to find out the messenger.

Ai Liang no longer hesitated, and let go of the restrictions on the memory bank.

Copy a copy of Moose's memory today and send it back.

The soul transformation that Xia Qiyuan inherited is the ability to transfer one's own will to other people, and then forcibly take everything from the other person's body, including memories.

And the other party's original personality consciousness will fall into a long sleep under the effect of the transformation.

I insist on using a more scientific way to describe this ability in an easy-to-understand manner.

It is probably the sub-personality of patients with schizophrenia, eliminating the main personality and occupying the magpie's nest.

However, although this ability seems exaggerated, the actual effect is a bit tasteless.

First of all, the spiritual power of the target of the transformation must be equal to or less than the main body, otherwise it will be backlashed.

There is no problem in invading ordinary people with the power inherited by Xia Qiyuan, or weaker fusion fighters.

But I want to rely on this to **** off members of the Apostolic Society, and even try to trick the Thousand Faces...

Can you guess how He Jun died that year?

Now Xia Qiyuan's spirit was in Mu Si's body.

Moose's personality has fallen into a deep sleep, so he can naturally recall his memory.

Several hours of memories suddenly popped up in his mind, confusing Xia Qiyuan for a while.

But after gradually sorting out the contents of his memory, his expression changed slightly.

Ai Liang's consciousness is currently lodged in the engraving in Moose's hand.

He could clearly perceive all of Xia Qiyuan's emotions.

Ai Liang didn't transfer Moose's memory all at once, because that would be useless as a test.

He only used batch transmission to observe Xia Qiyuan's mental activities.

Sure enough, when Xia Qiyuan saw the messenger's face and gradually transformed into a hermit.

Ai Liang felt obvious emotional ups and downs.

"Are you He Jun or Xia Qiyuan?" Ai Liang asked.

The smile on Xia Qiyuan's face gradually faded.

For a long time to come, there was no sound in the compartment except for the faint sound of breathing.

Finally Xia Qiyuan sighed: "Long time no see, hermit."

"I thought you would quibble."

"Is sophistry useful? You and I are not the kind of people who will be persuaded by the other party in a few words. No matter how much nonsense you say, it is nonsense."

Xia Qiyuan took out an unopened pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit a long-lost cigarette.

"It seems that you kept paying attention to me even after you died?"

Ai Liang's cold voice sounded in Moose's mind.

Xia Qiyuan cursed at the engraving: "You just died! I'm alive and well now."

"Using someone else's body?"

"You think I want to use the body of this reckless man?"

Xia Qiyuan said angrily: "Do you know how I got here in the past ten years? Every day I have to pretend to be another person's life, it can drive people crazy."

"At least you managed to survive and gained strength and status."

"What you said, we can't just look at the problem based on the result. If He Jun hadn't brought me with me back then, I wouldn't have ended up with no bones left, right?

Besides, he gave me this body on his own initiative. Otherwise, how could I, an ordinary person, **** my body from the apostle? "

That's not easy, as long as He Jun's consciousness dies, wouldn't his body be yours?

Ai Liang was too lazy to argue with Xia Qiyuan on this matter.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with me, so Ai Liang didn't bother to care about it.

If this kind of power can be obtained after pretending for ten years, the door of the countermeasure bureau may not be crowded.

Ai Liang scoffed at Xia Qiyuan's act of being obedient even after getting a bargain.

Xia Qiyuan's level of complaining was not much worse than those of the bosses.

The workers did not make any money, and the boss cried poorly, so who got the money?

Go directly to the sky in one step, become the top combat force of the strategy bureau, and still sell miserably.

With such a thick skin, no wonder the Taoists call this guy two-faced and three-faced.

"By the way, this matter is a big secret. Not many people in the countermeasure bureau know about it, so please don't talk nonsense."

Xia Qiyuan took control of Mu Si's body and took a puff of cigarette: "Look, I've already told you such an important secret, shouldn't you be interested too?"

Xia Qiyuan didn't finish his sentence, but his intention was already obvious.

Ai Liang was completely unmoved.

You exchanged a secret that I already guessed for information.

Where is the face?

Ai Liang obviously underestimated Xia Qiyuan's thick skin.

The news of He Jun's death was certainly shocking.

But this secret belongs to the type that seems to be important, but is actually useless.

Ai Liang found out that He Jun was dead, then what?

What could he do with this information? Who should I tell?

The apostles don't care, let alone whether He Jun is dead or not.

As for the interior of the countermeasure bureau.

From the current point of view, Ai Liang's contact with the countermeasures bureau is completely harmful but not beneficial.

Xia Qiyuan was sure, Ai Liang couldn't take the initiative to contact the countermeasure bureau.

That's why I spoke out with confidence.

In short, it's a lot of pomp and a lot of face.

The lining is not leaking at all.

For this empty glove white wolf behavior.

Ai Liang naturally wanted to fight back: "Since you trust me so much, then Moose will be handed over to you."

The corner of Xia Qiyuan's mouth twitched, Ai Liang's familiar style was undoubtedly learned from him.

"Mus is here with me now, there is nothing to hand over, right?"

"But I cut off the engraving link of the Apostolic Society. Without me, your every move now will fall into the eyes of Thousand Faces."

Ai Liang pulled up the tiger skin of the Thousand Faced Man without any psychological burden.

If we say that the entire world has a total of one hundred spiritual ability points.

The actual distribution is roughly 100 points for Ai Liang, 100 points for Qianmianren, and 100 points for the rest.

That's right, it's that outrageous.

The mental aspect is the weak point of the strategy bureau, and the specific situation of the engraving is entirely up to Ai Liang himself.

Anyway, they dare not verify it themselves.

"Hermit, you shouldn't have a problem with the Apostles, right? As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend, why can't we join forces?"

Xia Qiyuan began to lobby Ai Liang: "You disappeared, probably because you want to remain anonymous?

With the countermeasures as your backing, the Apostolic Council will definitely not be like this in the future, and will always set up a case to force you to show up.

Why not like this~lightnovelpub.net~You help us arrest disciples, so if there is any problem, we will help you solve it, how about it? "

Ai Liang sneered: "Hehe, you mean if I don't show up, you will let them kill people at will? Do you think I will live or die by those people?"

Xia Qiyuan frowned, his face was not very good-looking.

Although the change of the hermit's character has long been expected.

But he didn't expect to be a kind and honest investigative reporter who could be fooled by a few words from him back then.

It turned out to be such a scheming, indifferent and unfeeling appearance.

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