The Monster I Was Redeemed

More than two days have passed.

Cheng Lejia and Jin Ping'an, who were located in the Shijia Manor, were lying in front of the computer without blinking, screening one by one those projects that did not specifically indicate the destination of the funds or were unknown projects.

There are beverage machines and coffee machines in the room when you are thirsty. If you are hungry, you only need to make a call and a dedicated nanny will come to deliver meals. When you are sleepy and tired, you can go directly to the sofa and continue to check when you wake up.

For two whole days, they didn't take a step out of the room.

But all of this is worth it in Jin Pingan's eyes.

After exhaustive screening, they actually found a document about a suspicious project in Jiuhua Outer City.

The partner of the project is a little-known small company.

Judging from the query results, this company went bankrupt a few years ago.

Shengjia Group is a big company. How can a small company of this level be able to get into this position? Let alone discuss projects with the head office, it is still uncertain whether it can establish a relationship with its holding branches.

Jin Ping'an followed the suspicious points and found that the legal person of this company happened to be one of those who died recently.

He immediately handed over the file to Tian Hao and others.

The two had very bad luck. They had read almost all the suspicious projects of Shengjia Group in recent years before they came across this document.

Jin Ping'an was so tired that he slumped down on the sofa: "Huh... after working for so long, I can finally take a breath. All that's left is to wait."

All relevant information has been reviewed, but Cheng Lejia's hands are writing and drawing on the paper.

Jin Ping'an couldn't help but asked in confusion: "What are you still writing?"

"It's nothing, I'm just arranging something just in case."

Cheng Lejia put down the signature pen and stuffed everything into the document bag: "After staying in the house for so long, let's go out for a walk."

Hearing this suggestion, Jin Ping'an reacted greatly: "What's going on? The risk of going out is too great, no way!"

"Ping An, this is inside the manor. Sixty people are guarding the main building, and hundreds of people are guarding outside. We are not leaving the manor, we are just walking in the yard."

"But……"

Jin Ping'an wanted to say something else, but when he saw Cheng Lejia looking exhausted and alone, he immediately shut his mouth and stopped trying to persuade him.

After a long while, Jin Ping'an, who didn't know how to comfort his friend, held back a sentence: "It's okay to go for a walk..."

……………………

Manor exterior.

On a hillside a few meters high.

The mental puppet controlled by Ai Liang was sitting on it, quietly waiting for the next performance.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Qiyuan appeared next to him.

"Can you see the inside of the manor clearly from sitting here? How about I take you to fly higher?"

"Look, you don't have to use sight." Ai Liang said.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say will be whatever it is." Xia Qiyuan said perfunctorily.

Then he looked at the gorgeous and prosperous manor and sighed: "I wonder what it would be like to live in such a luxurious manor."

"I don't think you still care about these worldly wealth enjoyments. You and I can use our spiritual abilities to directly occupy the body of a rich man or his descendant. Money doesn't mean much to us."

After listening to Ai Liang's statement, Xia Qiyuan paused for a moment and said: "Of course it doesn't matter to you. In the past few years of seclusion, who knows where you and Mu Si went to fool around with the money of those gangsters. I haven't enjoyed it yet. Live the life of a rich man.”

"Then you go and enjoy it, no one is stopping you." Ai Liang replied calmly.

Xia Qiyuan sneered: "Who says no one is stopping me? I am at best a top thug in the Countermeasures Bureau, but I don't have as high a position as you think."

Glutamic acid

Ai Liang still had the same neutral attitude: "That's your own problem. No one forces you to obey those rules."

Facing Ai Liang's ridicule, Xia Qiyuan smiled: "Okay, we are all foxes on the mountain, don't play tricks on me."

Seeing that his insinuation was discovered, Ai Liang didn't feel any shame.

Anyway, it was just a casual test of how these top combat forces were treated within the Countermeasures Bureau.

Ordinary armor users can use remote control armor to explain.

Fusion warriors themselves are inseparable from the countermeasures bureau due to strange erosion.

But Xia Qiyuan's top-notch combat power, which was not affected by strange things, could not explain why he wanted to serve the countermeasures bureau.

You must know that Xia Qiyuan himself was not someone they trained internally, but an outsider who took over He Jun's body.

Xia Qiyuan didn't say anything, and Ai Liang stopped asking.

No one can guess what Xia Qiyuan doesn't want to say.

Xia Qiyuan looked at the dark figure not far away and reminded: "Fang Donghai is here."

Ai Liang stood up from the hillside: "I know."

Xia Qiyuan took a deep look at Ai Liang: "It seems that your spiritual perception range is quite large... What do you think of Fang Donghai?"

"It's just a mask, what can you say?" Ai Liang said expressionlessly.

This time it was Xia Qiyuan who opened his mouth to test Ai Liang.

Speaking is an art, and language itself has many loopholes.

When Xia Qiyuan was still working as a criminal police officer in Neihua City, he was called a mind-reading detective by the outside world, and he took advantage of this.

According to normal logic, when two people talk about a stranger, they will not use a specific subject.

For example, Li Si and Wang Wu, while watching TV, found that the wanted order of Zhang San was being broadcasted in the news, so they started talking about it.

Li Si, who didn't know Zhang San, would say indignantly, "This man is simply insane!" when watching the host introduce the murders Zhang San had committed.

Wang Wu, who knew Zhang San, would say, "He is simply not a human being!"

The word "he" exposes your connection with others.

Only when talking about people you are familiar with will you use words such as "he" and "that".

"I don't know him" means knowing him, "I haven't seen him" means seeing him, and "What does it have to do with me?" means being related to him.

I don't know how many criminals have prepared confessions in advance, but because of these few words, they were exposed in front of the police that they were lying.

Some are because of nervousness, and some are because they speak without thinking.

But in the final analysis, it is because of low psychological quality and IQ.

Using fishing words to get words from those foolishly loyal, hard-mouthed but not very smart guys is much more effective than torture.

This is called serving dishes to people.

Xia Qiyuan wanted to use this method to test whether Ai Liang knew Fang Donghai.

Ai Liang is not the rookie when he first debuted. He knows everything Xia Qiyuan knows. How could he fall for this trap?

"We are all foxes in the same mountain. Don't test us here."

Ai Liang returned what Xia Qiyuan had just said to him.

Then he turned his attention to the manor: "The good show is about to begin."

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