The Monster I Was Redeemed

Xia Qiyuan took out his prosecutor's ID and handed it to Ai Liang: "I am the special prosecutor of the Beijing inspection team. If you are not worried, you can check on the official website first."

Ai Liang took the certificate and glanced at Gao Bin, who was preparing to enter super-sensory mode.

He didn't look at the document carefully before returning it to Xia Qiyuan.

Because most people don’t know what a prosecutor’s certificate looks like.

It is even more impossible to verify the authenticity of the documents in front of others.

After all, Ai Liang would not be as discerning as Jin Ping'an.

"No need, I've met Police Officer Gao several times in Nevada City. I believe you."

While Ai Liang was talking to Xia Qiyuan, he looked sideways at Gao Bin, who was yawning again and again.

Xia Qiyuan, who noticed Ai Liang's gaze, coughed twice: "Gao Bin has not slept much in the past two days, so he is not in good spirits. Please forgive me."

"Yeah, you can just talk and don't worry about me."

Gao Bin put his hands in his pockets with a tired look on his face and leaned on the sofa to fall asleep.

Ai Liang naturally acted like he didn't know anything.

He nodded slightly and sat down opposite Xia Qiyuan.

At this time, Xia Qiyuan pretended to hear something and asked, "I seem to hear something. Is there anyone else in the bedroom?"

If you want to check the bedroom, just say so, no excuses.

After despising Xia Qiyuan in his heart, Ai Liang replied: "I was watching a movie and just forgot to pause it."

With that said, Ai Liang stood up, left the sofa that was still hot, and walked towards the room.

Xia Qiyuan followed him as expected.

Gao Bin, who was on the sofa, had already entered the super-sensory mode under Xia Qiyuan's cover.

Ai Liang felt as if something was entering his brain from all directions.

Give people a feeling after drinking a large bottle of Coke.

The carbon dioxide emitted by burping causes a sensation similar to irritation of the nasal mucosa.

However, the stimulation was not that obvious, just a slight numbness in the brain.

Ai Liang suppressed the body's automatic defense mechanism and forced Gao Bin's super-sense to proceed smoothly.

He was not worried at all, Gao Bin could sense anything useful.

Because most of Ai Liang's memories include the memories of tens of millions of people that were read when his ability went berserk.

All are stored in the memory bank established when I was five years old.

Mentioned before.

Before Ai Liang awakened her super powers, she was troubled by hyperamnesia.

People can recall past events by observing them through their eyes, ears, and other sensory organs, and then recording and storing them in the brain.

When necessary, it passes through the hippocampus to screen the images you want to recall.

What if this step is skipped and the brain no longer records and stores it?

The memory bank replaced Ai Liang's brain, and the hippocampus had no choice but to act on the illusory memory bank.

Ai Liang used this method to avoid the side effects of hyperamnesia.

Memory has never entered Ai Liang's body from the beginning.

Gao Bin naturally couldn't sense anything useful.

The principle of the memory bank is very similar to the intelligence protection mechanism of the Thousand-Faced Mask.

Gao Bin couldn't see it even if he wanted to.

However, not long after the memory bank was established, Ai Liang discovered that he could freely change his body.

He took a small break from his brain.

Successfully solved the mental illness of hyperamnesia.

Daily memories are stored in the brain, and there are memories of hermits in the black area, which are stored in the memory bank.

The division of labor between the two is clear.

Therefore, what Gao Bin can super feel are usually trivial matters in daily life.

It doesn't involve Ai Liang's memory core at all.

A person's memory of more than ten years is so huge. It is impossible for Gao Bin to read all of Ai Liang's memories in such a short period of time.

He can only see part of his memory.

It is absolutely impossible to detect partial memory loss.

Ai Liang dropped hints in Gao Bin's mind to prevent him from obtaining information about himself through super-sensing others.

The main person he was wary of was not Gao Bin.

But it was Xia Qiyuan who was following behind him.

For ordinary people, there is absolutely no possibility of failure in spiritual transformation.

Just in case Xia Qiyuan uses Zhuanling on Ai Liang on a whim, it doesn't matter whether it succeeds or not.

Everyone could immediately detect the abnormality in Ai Liang's body.

This is the most deadly.

Xia Qiyuan has a little habit.

That is, only after confirming that someone is the prisoner in his own reasoning, he will adopt unconventional means.

Ai Liang can only bet that his doubts about himself have not reached that level yet.

As of now, Xia Qiyuan has no intention of using Soul Transformation.

Otherwise a bloody battle is inevitable.

Return to the bedroom.

Ai Liang walked to the gaming chair, moved the mouse and clicked pause.

Xia Qiyuan, on the other hand, took stock of the bedroom environment.

As Ai Liang expected, his eyes stayed for a long time on the opened bread bag, the messy bed, and the trash can next to the bed.

But everything works fine.

Xia Qiyuan didn't find anything wrong.

Xia Qiyuan couldn't help but sigh: "You can't tell from your appearance that you are a student who likes to play games."

"I personally don't have much interest in video games. I just ask my friends to play with me during the holidays."

Ai Liang shut down the computer and led Xia Qiyuan back to the living room.

"Really, you stayed up all night last night?"

Xia Qiyuan probed instinctively.

"Everyone went to rest before twelve o'clock. I just booked a room for two days and planned to watch a movie before checking out."

Ai Liang responded to Xia Qiyuan's inquiry calmly.

The latter seemed to be nostalgic for his youth: "It's so good. It reminds me of the days when I spent all night surfing the Internet with my friends...

By the way, looking at your playlist, you also like science fiction movies? In fact, I happened to have watched those movies too..."

Xia Qiyuan spoke to Ai Liang as if he had just come out of the cinema.

It feels like you have found a like-minded friend and are ready to share your thoughts.

But Ai Liang was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Do you want to exchange opinions with me?

You want to use the content of the movie to test whether I have stayed in the room watching movies since last night!

Ai Liang interrupted him without hesitation: "Prosecutor He, didn't you say you came to me for something important? Is it really okay to chat with me now?"

"Hey, there aren't many people around me who like to watch science fiction movies. I couldn't help myself when I saw the same people."

Xia Qiyuan slapped his forehead and smiled apologetically: "Then let's officially start asking."

The two returned to the sofa and sat down.

Gao Bin seemed to be awakened by Xia Qiyuan's movements, yawned and rubbed his eyes.

When Xia Qiyuan looked over, he nodded imperceptibly, indicating that Ai Liang was fine.

After receiving the confirmation of super-sense, Xia Qiyuan's doubts about Ai Liang were relieved a lot.

He took out his sticky notes and signature pen and said seriously: "Student Ai Liang is currently studying in the key class of Qianhua Experimental Middle School, right?"

"Yes."

…………

Xia Qiyuan asked a few casual questions, which were not painful or unpleasant.

Whatever he asked, Ai Liang answered.

As for why Ai Liang was playing games and watching movies here instead of going to class, Xia Qiyuan didn't care.

There are no holidays for key classes, which is an unwritten rule within the experimental middle school.

This kind of internal information, without personal inspection, would only be known to students and teachers at school.

But Xia Qiyuan had already investigated Ai Liang's past.

Ai Liang has basically never participated in the weekend make-up classes arranged by the school since junior high school.

Appearing in an e-sports hotel now is not surprising.

Xia Qiyuan turned over the note.

The tentative chat was over, and now it was time to find Ai Liang’s true purpose.

"What do you think of classmate Jin Ping'an in your class?"

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