Xin Ye let out a long sigh and said, "It would be nice if you told me this before the accident. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Alas, how did I know this would happen, if I had known earlier, I really should have reminded Tan Xuesong not to be impulsive, it's okay now. There is no need to run away, and die directly on this evil planet of Balia. You say bad luck or not! After speaking, Liu Guangqi took a deep puff of cigarette, and when he was irritable, his addiction to smoking would become very big.

After a while, Liu Guangqi threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground again, feeling unrelieved, and then stomped on it again.

In fact, he Liu Guangqi also knows that there are so many ifs in life, especially for those who have lived today and don't know if they can see the sun tomorrow, these so-called "regrets" now are not worth mentioning at all.

"What is your impression of Song Tianyou?"

Xin Ye suddenly changed the topic, which caught Liu Guangqi off guard.

However, speaking of Song Tianyou, Liu Guangqi's psychology was full of anger.

"He looks like a white-faced kid, but in fact he is a disgusting thief like a tiger and wolf, very unreliable and bad."

Xin Ye smiled and continued to ask: "So, in fact, in your opinion, this Qu Yaojie is basically the same kind as Song Renqing?" ”

Liu Guangqi frowned and said, "Song Renqing? Didn't we just talk about Song Tianyou? How did it involve his Lao Tzu? ”

"Oh, it was my slip of the tongue. Excuse me. ”

Liu Guangqi has fought with Xin Ye a few times, and according to his intuition, Xin Ye is a more rigorous person, not as free and casual as his partner Zhang Fei. During the whole conversation, he Liu Guangqi didn't talk about Song Renqing at all, but now this Xin Ye suddenly came out with this sentence, which had to make Liu Guangqi think deeply.

Liu Guangqi raised his head, looked at Xin Ye's appearance that was lost in thought, and immediately asked with a smile: "Officer Xin Ye, is there something wrong with the professor named Song Renqing?" In fact, I could already see that something was wrong with him. ”

Xin Ye put on a very intriguing expression, looked at Liu Guangqi quietly, and said, "Is there one?" How I didn't find out. ”

Liu Guangqi speculated about the deep meaning of Xin Ye's words: You tell me what you know first, let me see if there is any nutritional value, if it is just a bunch of nonsense, Lao Tzu doesn't want to take your words.

At first, Liu Guangqi just wanted to throw out a trap and let Xin Ye climb along the pole. However, it turns out that he once again underestimated Xin Ye's wisdom, and this kind of three-legged cat-like rotten level of dialogue is a little trick that Xin Ye has already played, how can he escape Xin Ye's eyes.

However, from the bottom of his heart, Liu Guangqi actually met Song Renqing once in a very early age, but when they met again many years later, Liu Guangqi felt that he had changed a lot. The former Professor Song Renqing was a humorous scholar who liked to chat with people and discuss some social phenomena in his life openly and honestly. And now Song Renqing always gives people a feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Especially last time, at the masquerade ball that caused an accident with a man named He Chenyi, Liu Guangqi originally wanted to walk to Song Renqing's side and say hello warmly and get acquainted. But Song Renqing's boredom and desire to escape finally made Liu Guangqi give up this idea.

Today, since Xin Ye talked about Song Renqing, Liu Guangqi has to talk about the strangeness of Song Renqing.

"Officer Xin Ye, you know that people who are thieves are generally the ones who like to sit in the right seat the most."

"Are you talking about yourself?" Xin Ye smiled, feeling that while Liu Guangqi was digging the graves of others, he also seemed to be digging a pit for himself.

Liu Guangqi scratched his nose embarrassedly.

"Look at you, Officer Xin Ye, aren't I talking about Song Renqing? You said that you have been squeezing me like this, and I am embarrassed to answer you. ”

"Then tell me, what different things have you found on Song Renqing's issue."

Liu Guangqi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and presented some of his previous experiences to Xin Ye through beautification and packaging.

Liu Guangqi's remarks are still very useful to Xin Ye now. At the very least, this can be an important factor in inferring that the current Professor Song Renqing is likely to be a stand-in.

In this bunch of whitewashed conversations, Liu Guangqi also revealed a very interesting thing, that is, he had heard the humorous Professor Song Renqing say that he had undergone craniotomy because of a car accident.

When talking about this experience, Song Renqing also showed Liu Guangqi next to him the scar hidden under his hair.

"When I saw the scar, I was shocked. However, Song Renqing's performance seems to be very indifferent. As he spoke, Liu Guangqi swept around, and he put on sunglasses, indicating that he was about to land on the spaceship.

At the moment when Liu Guangqi turned around, Xin Ye suddenly stopped him.

"Liu Guangqi?"

"Huh?"

"How do you define a good person in your world?"

Xin Ye's question completely jumped out of the conversation just now, which made Liu Guangqi feel a little funny.

"You ask me what a good person is?" Liu Guangqi smiled evilly, looking like he didn't quite believe his ears.

Xin Ye nodded.

"yes, I just want to know what you think of the definition of a good person as a member of the Yanmeng."

Liu Guangqi took off his sunglasses again, he pondered for a while, and replied, "Xin Ye, to be honest. In my world, people like you who take advantage of other people's feelings for the sake of so-called 'justice' are not good people. I may not be a good person in your world, but at least to this day, I have never wanted to hurt friends who have given me sincere affection. Never! ”

To be honest, Liu Guangqi's statement was really shocking to Xin Ye. Because for so many years, although he has been charged with betraying the Yan League, his professional particularity as a Masker has constantly brainwashed him, telling him that those so-called true feelings are actually things that are forced to do in order to cooperate with the tasks assigned by the organization.

However, in the dead of night, he was reflecting on all of his own, was it really just a dream, an illusion, and an involuntary journey?