"I can't do it, I'm short of money, I lack a lot of money." Kong Yingming spoke with no scruples, and he might also pretend to be indistinguishable from Yang Ye in front of Chun Huailou, "Invest me billions of fiat currency, give me two more months, and I can try to do relevant research." ”

"Billions...... Your appetite is too big, don't scare me, there's something serious! Yang Ye strengthened his tone and said, "Seriously, can you do it?" If you can do it, you can come here, and if you can't do it, forget it, I'll ask someone else. ”

"It's just for polygraphing, I can lend you the couple of Xiao Zhiping and Liu Ying, but Ah Huo, is it really necessary?" Kong Yingming's voice was disdainful, and a similar expression appeared on his face, and he said: "It's not that you can't buy a lie detector, it's everywhere on the street, you get a high-end one, and the technology in this area is actually very mature." ”

"It's not just polygraphs...... Forget it, you ......" Yang Ye wanted to speak and stopped, as if he was about to retreat and hang up the phone, who knew that he changed his words and said: "You better come over in person, I will tell you the matter as it is, and you will understand what I want...... No, bring your sister-in-law with you, I'm responsible for your personal safety, okay? ”

"Chinese New Year, brother! Can't you just give me a few days off? Kong Yingming accentuated his tone, but said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm also determined that I won't be able to survive this year, and the little pig is dead...... I mean in reality! was blown up to the ground, we just got him a clothed grave......" Yang Ye's voice became low, "Just help, I can't bury your skills...... You get the idea? ”

Kong Yingming opened his mouth wide in shock, but he knew very well that whether it was a raging pig or a money cat, including a rich girl, a fire god, and even a casual death, remembering the end of the year, these ordinary players who were unknown at the beginning and had an average family background were all friends of Yang Ye's life and death, and they had a deep friendship with Chun Huailou, and they were not what they used to be, and they were all people! It's a network of relationships on a grand scale.

Now that one of them is actually dead, he must have been murdered, with Yang Ye's violent and extremely bloodthirsty nature, Kong Yingming thought that he would be killed to the point of blood, but he didn't want to plan to investigate the case carefully, which was quite what Kong Yingming expected.

Hurriedly said: "Then I'll leave immediately...... I'm going to pick the manpower, you wait over there, I'll call you when I arrive. He has a lot of research projects in biology and genetics, all of which come from Yang Ye's capital injection and Chunhuailou's support.

"Let's make an appointment to meet in a place first, the whole city here in Xingxuan is under martial law, and the phone and Internet are cut off from the outside world." Yang Ye said and sent the spatial latitude and longitude coordinates and hung up the phone.

Kong Yingming looked around at the two people who were eating elegantly and leisurely, stood up and said, "I have to go to Xingxuan City to assist Ah Huo in investigating the case, I don't know ...... District Mayor Li" Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped, but he was tight-lipped, and the death of the rampaging pig did not ventilate to Chun Huailou in person.

Something happened that surprised Su Hua, and Kong Yingming was also dumbfounded.

Chun Huailou suddenly left the table, walked out, bowed respectfully to Kong Yingming, slammed to the ground, got up and looked directly at Kong Yingming's eyes, the bloodshot pupils were full of sincere sincerity, and said: "Xingxuan City, there is Mr. Lao Kong." As he spoke, he reached out with both hands, grabbed Kong Yingming's two hands hanging down his waist, and shook them vigorously a few times.

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After the rain, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the wet plants in the field reveal an indescribable agility and liveliness, and after a spring rain full of vitality, everything seems to be in urgent need of awakening.

The rain was like a dream, and the Dance of the Nightingale knew it was impossible, but kept recalling the scene just now, but in the world of the Demon Dao, as a player's character, how could he be intoxicated by the dream?

That dream spanned a long time, and the dance of the nightingale woke up and passed for more than 70 years!

As the waves crashed against the shore of the reef and the currents and trade winds ferried, this secret staircase that I didn't know which main city it belonged to, the ethereal map of the smoke rushing to the sky and condensing in circles, was close to the shore, sticking to a larger island.

The Dance of the Nightingale also came here through the teleportation array, intending to practice for a while, and the progress bar of the hundred-level experience was pushed to the terminal, and if you practiced for a few hours today, you should be able to meet the level conditions of the god-level dungeon trial.

But suddenly, she was confused, a dripping spring rain, drenched her all over and didn't know it, when she woke up, she quickly took out the fire equipment, manipulated it to heat up rapidly, and finally dried her whole body.

Recalling the Demon Dao in the past, the system setting of instant decontamination of the scene, with the destruction of the altar in the main city, it should disappear without a trace, and now the life of the Demon Dao is really inconvenient everywhere.

And the water stains on the body are dried, but the heart can not be calm for a long time, the throbbing feeling of the heart, the reluctance to cut the pain, the sweet lingering love words for decades, and the warm experience of helping each other with the lover for a lifetime, even though the last scene of the dream is to be buried in the fire, it is likely to die a miserable death, but the dance of the nightingale died in the dream, and did not feel pain, but more was warm and comfortable.

Unfortunately, it was just a dream.

Whether or not there was even such a dream, whether it was all her lustful fantasies, the Dance of the Nightingale is hard to determine.

She stayed where she was for a long time, and finally gathered her mind and stepped into the smoke-filled map of the secret realm.

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Lan Shuilan's dream was heartbreaking, even grief-stricken, and when she woke up, Xiao Fan's hoarse cry sounded in her ears.

His words are still in my ears: "I don't want you to die!" You have to live! ”

"I'm the one who should die!"

"I know you're going to die!"

"From the first time I saw you, I knew that you were going to die, die in front of my eyes, that's for sure!"

"I shouldn't see you, just as you shouldn't see me, we ...... They shouldn't have met at all! ”

"All the suffering should be mine alone, not you."

"Why is this happening? Why is that? ”

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Life is bitter, death is bitter, resentment will be bitter, asking but not suffering, love and parting from suffering...... Lan Shui Lan thought of the many hardships in the world, so he burst into tears and felt painful.

She is not currently in the Demon Dao World, but in reality, in a guest bedroom of Uncle and Aunt Rag's house. Most of the time I am in the same room with He Fangjing, and sometimes I am with Xiao Liyun,

In the early morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Xiao Liyun and He Fangjing had already gossiped with the uncle and aunt of the berserk pig, and as for the death of the berserk pig, the uncle naturally did not know.

At this time, Lan Shuilan sat alone with her quilt hugged, tears welling up, and the indescribable pain in her heart not only thought of the fat face that Raging Pig loved to smile before her death, but also missed Xiao Fan.

This dream is too real, and in the dream, how did Lan Shuilan die, she thought hard, looked back repeatedly, and couldn't remember it.

(End of chapter)