The Monster I Was Redeemed

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

Who knows if people will break a cup as a sign of honor when I go somewhere.

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

You said Musi is still in their hands?

Just be here.

The Countermeasures Bureau provides one-stop service from food to housing, from clothing to use, from birth to death.

It just so happens that this lonely old man no longer has to worry about future pension issues.

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

Maybe this guy can also activate the group-killing halo and join the countermeasures bureau through meritorious service.

A second-rate man who had been living on the streets had become an official.

Achieve successful transformation of frustrated middle-aged life.

Anyway, the link between the seal and the Apostle Association has been severed by Ai Liang.

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

The previous 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 2,000% energy when his own safety is involved.

In a word.

Ai Liang is not very interested in rescuing Mu Si.

Facing expected rejection.

Xia Qiyuan was not discouraged: "Hey, don't say that, trust is something that comes from being together for a long time. How can you generate trust if you don't even want to meet me in person?

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

"..."

Faced with this extremely familiar sophistry, Ai Liang couldn't help but think of Xia Qiyuan back then.

At that time, the Hermit was just an investigative reporter who anonymously provided intelligence to the police.

Xia Qiyuan used this kind of cliché to deceive Ai Liang, who was still very naive at the time, into losing his face.

Then after a round of deception, Ai Liang became a police informant.

But this sentence also reminded Ai Liang.

As he was thinking about it, he suddenly realized something.

Although Gao Bin was too far away and buried the hint too deeply at that time, he couldn't access the hint for the time being.

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

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

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

Anyway, Hongying can be traced to the courier afterwards.

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

He made a copy of Musi's memory today and sent it back.

The spirit transformation that Xia Qiyuan inherited is the ability to inhabit other people's bodies with their own will, and then forcibly take away everything from the other person's body, including memories.

The other party's original personality consciousness will fall into a long sleep under the influence of the soul.

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

It is probably the secondary personality of patients with schizophrenia, destroying the main personality and occupying the magpie's nest.

However, although this ability seems exaggerated, its actual effect is somewhat useless.

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

It would be no problem to use the power inherited by Xia Qiyuan to invade ordinary people, or to weaken the fusion warriors.

But I want to rely on this to antagonize the members of the Apostolic Society, or even take advantage of the Thousand Faces Man...

Guess how He Jun died that year?

Xia Qiyuan's spirit is now in Mus' body.

Moose's personality fell into a deep sleep, so he could naturally recall his memories.

Several hours of memories suddenly popped into his head, confusing Xia Qiyuan for a while.

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

Ai Liang's consciousness is now lodged in the engraved mark in Mu Si's hand.

He could clearly feel all Xia Qiyuan's emotions.

Ai Liang did not transfer all of Musi's memories at once, because that would not serve as a test.

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

Sure enough, when Xia Qiyuan saw the face of the messenger, he 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 slowly faded.

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

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

"I thought you would make a few excuses."

"Is quibbling useful? You and I are not the kind of people who will be persuaded by the other party's words. No matter how much nonsense is said, it is nonsense."

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

"It seems like you paid attention to me even after you died?"

Ai Liang's cool voice sounded in Musi's mind.

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

"Using someone else's body?"

"Do you think I want to use this reckless man's body?"

Xia Qiyuan said angrily: "Do you know how I got here these ten years? Living a life of pretending to be someone else every day 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 results. If He Jun hadn't taken me with him back then, I wouldn't have ended up with no bones left, right?

Besides, he took the initiative to give this body to me. Otherwise, how could I, an ordinary person, snatch the body from the apostle? "

That's not simple. As long as He Jun's consciousness dies, doesn't his body belong to you?

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

It had nothing to do with him anyway, so Ai Liang didn't bother to care.

If you can acquire this kind of power by pretending for ten years, the door of the Countermeasures Bureau will probably be burst open.

Ai Liang sneered at Xia Qiyuan's behavior of being obedient after getting an advantage.

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

The workers don't make any money, and the bosses complain about poverty, so who has the money?

He rose to the top in one step and became the top combat force of the countermeasures bureau, but he still suffered miserably.

With such a thick skin, no wonder everyone in the street calls this guy two-faced.

"By the way, this matter is a big secret. Not many people in the Countermeasures Bureau know about it. You must not talk nonsense."

Xia Qiyuan controlled Musi's body and took a puff of cigarette: "Look, I've told you such an important secret. Shouldn't you also mean it?"

Xia Qiyuan didn't finish his words, 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 thickness.

The news that He Jun was dead was certainly shocking.

But this secret belongs to the type that looks important but is actually useless.

Ai Liang knew that He Jun was dead, what next?

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

The Apostles didn't care, let alone whether He Jun died or not.

As for the inside of the Countermeasures Bureau.

From the current point of view, Ai Liang's contact with the Countermeasures Bureau is completely harmful rather than beneficial.

Xia Qiyuan was sure that Ai Liang would not take the initiative to contact the Countermeasures Bureau.

That’s why I felt safe and bold to speak out about it.

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

The inside is not leaking at all.

For this kind of empty-handed behavior.

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

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

"Mu Si is here with me now. There's no question of whether we should be friends or not, right?"

"But I cut off the engraved link of the Apostles. Without me, every move you make now will fall into the eyes of Thousand Faces."

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

If we say that there are a hundred spiritual ability points in the entire world.

The actual distribution situation is probably that Ai Liang gets 100 points, Qianmianren gets 100 points, and the others owe 100 points.

Yes, it's that outrageous.

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

They didn’t dare to verify it themselves anyway.

"Hermit, you shouldn't be too confrontational with the Apostles, right? As the saying goes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend. Why can't we join forces?"

Xia Qiyuan began to lobby Ai Liang: "You are disappearing, maybe you want to remain anonymous, right?

With the Countermeasures Bureau backing you, the Apostles will definitely not be like now, always making cases to force you to show up.

How about this, how about you help us arrest the disciples, and if you have any problems, we can help you solve them? "

Ai Liang sneered: "Haha, you mean if I don't show up, you will let them kill people at will? Do you think I will be responsible for the life and death of those people?"

Xia Qiyuan frowned, his expression not very good.

Although the change in the hermit's character had been anticipated.

But he never expected that a nervous, kind and upright investigative reporter could be deceived by his few words.

He actually turned into such a scheming, cold and ruthless person.

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I came into the police station yesterday afternoon just to ask me about some minor issues. Don't worry, I'm a law-abiding citizen and I won't die.

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