[Eight hours before death]
Zuo Yunqi said: "It's still wrong."
"What's wrong?"
Zuo Yunqi said: "How many years have you been wearing it? If she really thought you were an old lover, why did she wait until this year to get to know you?"
The landlord held the thin letter paper and thought hard.
The landlord said: "It's like this. It's not an old lover, but an ex who has already broken up. We were separated in the previous life, and we meet again in this life. Seeing each other is like not seeing each other. When we see each other, we miss each other, and our sorrows turn to the present."
"..."
Zuo Yunqi tilted his head and stared at him.
Zuo Yunqi said: "Yes, there is enough drama."
[Seven and a half hours before death]
No further information can be deduced from this letter.
The landlord went to report to Lin Kai. After listening, Lin Kai asked him how sure he was of the interrogation.
The landlord said: "... 30% can't be more."
Lin Kai sighed: "Forget it, I can only give it a go, and it's up to you."
The landlord was about to give it a try, but Lin Kai hurriedly called him back: "Wake her up in the middle of the night, it seems that we are not confident enough. You should recharge your batteries and prepare well, and go in the morning."
The landlord hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Why are you so... anxious about this matter?"
Lin Kai unfolded the folding fan with a "swipe", and put it away with a "snap". After a while, he said: "General Chen of the Fubo Army sent someone to ask me to quote the price. I was afraid of shaking the morale of the army, so I didn't even tell you."
The landlord's expression turned serious.
Lin Kaidao: "Guess, how he will decide which side to bet on."
[Seven and a half hours before death]
The situation is stalemate because the forces on both sides have always maintained a delicate balance.
Among the generals of the three parties, the Martial Arts League has won over the South Bowang Army, but the Pioneer Group has somehow managed to win over Zhou Rongjun's former Beifu Army, and they have a sect who is good at using poison to serve them.
So the remaining Fubo army, who was watching from the sidelines, became the last bargaining chip to completely tilt the balance.
Now General Chen finally had to make a decision. This cautious old fox does not have the guts to stand on the top of a mountain, but has the greed to take advantage of the east wind, and only wants to form an alliance with the strong.
Turning points in history are often precisely the little things.
The information Tan Qinghuan spoke of would not only bring him victories in the last few battles, but also the joining of the Fubo Army. If you win, you will be invincible, if you lose, there will be no turning point. It can be said that one move will determine life and death.
[Seven and a half hours before death]
The landlord said slowly: "Actually, the spies found out another matter just now. You may be more anxious after I finish talking."
"..."
"When they checked Jinghuan, they discovered that the Pioneer Team had recently secretly retrieved all the time travel files in the capital over the years."
Starting from the first time traveler general, for some reason, almost all recorded time travels took place in this area of the capital city of Great Liang.
Jiao Jiaoran, the leader of the Pioneering Group, had people scrutinize the time and place in these records, and seemed to be looking for something in them.
The landlord said: "Although I don't know what she is planning... But at this juncture, I must plan to make a move to determine life and death."
The other party is planting landmines, but they don't even know where the pits are.
Lin Kaidao: "Wait a minute, let me fan the cool breeze to calm down."
[Six and a half hours before death]
The landlord had a long door-to-door discussion with Lin switch.
Finally, before the host left, he said to him: "Don't worry, there is always a way."
The landlord began to think of a way. It's like closing your eyes and falling into meditation, quietly waiting for the dawn to come.
When Tan Qinghuan woke up, there were five hours left before Tao Zhongchi's predicted death.
[Five hours before death]
Tan Qinghuan's complexion became even worse. If she could see herself in the mirror, she would probably know that her time was approaching.
The landlord took a deep breath and walked slowly into the room where she was held.
Tan Qinghuan half leaned against the head of the bed, looked at him and said, "You're here."
The landlord nodded: "I heard that you want to see me."
Tan Qinghuan smiled slightly and said, "As people get older, they like to chat with handsome young men."
"..."
The poster rehearsed many opening dialogues in his head, but in the end it was useless.
[Five hours before death]
The landlord knew that he must not lose his composure, so he said calmly, "That depends on what you want to talk about."
Tan Qinghuan laughed unfathomably: "Heaven divides nature into one center, and people have economics in their hearts. I have the answers you want. But the answers are only for those who are predestined."
The landlord has already memorized Jing Huanzhi's quizzical letter. No matter what kind of speculation, there is one thing in common: Tan Qinghuan seems to regard him as someone.
The landlord is an opportunist, giving a fulcrum can turn the earth upside down.
He made up his mind to pretend to be that "someone".
Playing a stranger requires a sufficiently detailed script. And now his scripts don't even provide their names.
The landlord dragged a chair and sat down in front of the bed, Ning Ding said: "Thanks to your favor, I will dare to give it a try, and I will become this predestined person."
[Five hours before death]
Tan Qinghuan said: "Do you like to eat KFC or McDonald's?"
"..."
The host didn't allow more than three seconds of silence: "McDonald's ice cream is better."
From Tan Qinghuan's expression, he couldn't tell the score of this question. She asked again: "Do you have any impression of Rising Sun Plaza?"
coming.
The landlord was stunned for a moment, and then showed a dazed expression mixed with regret: "I don't remember that. To be honest, I don't remember anything from the past."
Tan Qinghuan smiled, "Amnesia?"
"Well. After I transmigrated, I lost the memory of my previous life, and I don't remember who I was before. But the name Rising Sun Square, I always feel that I have heard it somewhere, where is it..."
He pondered seriously.
Tan Qinghuan said: "The answer is wrong."
"..."
[Five hours before death]
Tan Qinghuan said: "Seven hours have passed since I asked to see you until you walked in. I guess you have investigated my request and concluded that I am looking for someone."
"..."
Tan Qinghuan said: "The amnesia meme is very easy to use. It's a pity that that person doesn't eat KFC or McDonald's, and Sunrise Square was completely made up by me."
"..."
"You are not qualified as a counterfeit."
[Five hours before death]
Tan Qinghuan is a smart person, perhaps even smarter than the landlord.
If she misjudged anything, it would be the thickness of the landlord's skin.
The landlord said calmly: "You guessed it right, the most powerful military adviser of the Pioneering Group is here. If we don't investigate clearly, it will be negligent. However, I really don't remember who I am. I really like McDonald's more .I do think the name Rising Sun Plaza sounds a bit sad.”
…
This time it was Tan Qinghuan who was stunned.
The landlord continued to be silent and wistful.
If Plaza de Rising Sun is a sad place, it certainly sounds sad. If it is a happy place, the world will be separated forever at this moment, and it will only be more sad.
He can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands, but he has never lost a battle of words.
[Five hours before death]
The landlord said: "This part doesn't make sense, we can talk about other things." He paused, and seeing that Tan Qinghuan had no objection, he continued, "I know that my body was called Jing Huanzhi before, but I don't know his body What kind of person is he. Why do you know him, can you tell me?"
Tan Qinghuan looked him up and down meaningfully, and opened his mouth after a while: "After I came here, I didn't want to be escorted for interrogation, so I fled to a remote town to live in seclusion. Fortunately, I used to read a lot, in order to repay my neighbors for their relief. Well, I opened an informal school there to teach people how to write. Jing Huanzhi was born in poverty and was a poor boy, but I saw that he was dedicated to learning, so I waived his tuition for a few years."
The landlord smiled when he heard this: "You are too modest. He is poor and white, and he was promoted to an official based on his talent and learning. It can be seen that a famous teacher produces a high-ranking apprentice."
Tan Qing smiled happily but didn't say a word, she didn't know how many times this flattery hit her.
[Five hours before death]
The landlord asked again: "But after Jing Huanzhi entered Beijing, why did you leave the school and leave?"
Tan Qinghuan was very cooperative this time and said, "Because I found someone."
The landlord thought about it: "Me? No, Jing Huanzhi was still alive at that time, and I hadn't come yet. You... how many people are you looking for?"
Tan Qinghuan laughed with a "puchi" and said, "Not many, just two."
"Who is the other one?" The landlord forced himself into the role, "Do I know him? I mean in another world..."
Tan Qinghuan was not taken away by him, and said leisurely: "The two people I'm looking for know each other."
The landlord was shocked.
This answer hits too hard!
"In our world, one out of a million people doesn't know if there is one who wears it. How could it happen to be the turn of three acquaintances? Besides, everyone's situation is nothing more than being hit by a car while walking on the road. I don’t know who there are similar people in this world, how can you be sure that those two people are also here? Don’t you—”
"So you were hit by a car?" Tan Qinghuan asked coolly.
"..."
The landlord suddenly stopped.
It's over. Careless.
"Didn't you say you don't remember things from your previous life?"
"..."
[Five hours before death]
Tan Qing said with a smile, "Yes, young man, you can guess so much with only a few words, and your IQ is very high. If you are so good at guessing, why don't you try to figure it out."
When she said this, the landlord had already thought of the lines to save the scene.
But Tan Qinghuan didn't give him a chance to make amends.
His eagerness made her lose interest suddenly, she turned away and lay down on the bed, said flatly: "I'm tired, you go out."
[Four and a half hours before death]
Tan Qinghuan didn't know that there was a countdown hourglass hanging on her forehead. The landlord knew it clearly.
He walked out of the room with a heavy heart.
Based on the little clues in her mouth, it is already possible to deduce very terrible information:
Perhaps in the Pioneering Group, some people were not randomly selected by fate to be teleported. They themselves played the "destiny" of the selection!
Once people master the power that should not belong to them, the consequences they can cause are beyond people's imagination.
The host originally thought that as long as he defeated the pioneer team in this world, everything would be fine. Defeating a group of traversers who claim to be superior to others, although it will take a lot of effort and sacrifice a lot of lives, it is still possible after all.
As a result, Tan Qinghuan's few words now made his hair stand on end.
How far can the Pioneering Group stretch their hands
How big is the "barrenness" they want to open up
[Four and a half hours before death]
The direction of the world is tied to a dying woman.
She saw that she was about to ride a crane back to the west, and she didn't care whether the world survived or died after she left.
But it's not time to crouch down in despair. He still has time.
[Four and a half hours before death]
In order for Tan Qinghuan to tell the secret, she had to believe that he was the one she was looking for.
To play a stranger, without a script, requires a sufficiently dumb audience.
Tan Qinghuan couldn't be stupid no matter what.
If you want to make her stupid...
[Four and a half hours before death]
The landlord hurriedly called Tao Zhongchi.
The landlord asked: "Is there something like ecstasy soup that I can pour for her?"
Tao Zhongchi's tone was always gentle: "It's not feasible. The ecstasy soup is like a hundred times stronger wine, which can make people drunk, but people behave differently after drunk, telling the truth or talking nonsense, we can't control it .And Tan Qinghuan is already too weak, the consequences of drugging are unpredictable."
The landlord said: "Oh, it doesn't matter, let me think about it again, there must be a way."
[Four hours before death]
The landlord said: "Thinking about it, I knelt down and sincerely begged her to save the world."
"..."
Zuo Yunqi said pitifully: "Your sacrifice is certainly touching, but I think that if everything is as you deduce, then Tan Qinghuan will be a pretty crazy person. She won't be moved even if the king kneels down."
The landlord started to pull his hair.
The landlord said: "I suddenly remembered that besides Tan Qinghuan, we have another high-level leader of the Pioneering Group."
Zuo Yunqi froze almost imperceptibly when he heard the words: "It's even more impossible for that person to be forced to confess."
The landlord said: "Do you even try?"
Zuo Yunqi said coldly: "It's not necessary."
The landlord said: "Okay, let me listen to you. After all, the son understands the father better."
[Four hours before death]
After Zuo Dao was pulled from the palace by Zuo Yunqi, he remained in a coma.
There is a fierce female worm in his body, once he wakes up, he can control the little prince and Li Ke who are male worms like puppets.
But also because of the Li Ruo Chong Gu, once he died, the crown prince and Li Ke would be buried with him.
Therefore, he could not be saved, nor could he be allowed to die from serious injuries, and he had to study the solution to the bug. During this time, Dr. Tao was buried in the pile of medical books almost every day.
[Three and a half hours before death]
Although Zuo Yunqi spoke resolutely, he still involuntarily turned to the pharmacy.
A single room was temporarily separated in the pharmacy, which was very simple and empty except for a bed, where Zuo Dao lay unconscious.
He was no longer what Zuo Yunqi remembered, he was haggard, with a gray and dead air floating on his face.
Zuo Yunqi lowered his hands and looked at him with an unpredictable expression.
Tao Zhongchi sat beside him making medicine, turned his head and asked considerately, "Shall I go out and let you stay alone for a while?"
Zuo Yunqi shook his head and said, "I'm just here to check." Tao Zhongchi didn't speak anymore.
After a while, Zuo Yunqi suddenly said: "They all thought that I was abused and grew up in a side door. In fact, when I was young, he had high hopes for me."
Tao Zhongchi looked at him in surprise.
"He taught me since I was a child that people in my sect don't care whether they are good or evil, they just act according to their likes and dislikes. If you like it, you will grab it, and if you hate it, you will destroy it."
"..."
Tao Zhongchi said: "As expected of a side door."
Zuo Yunqi sneered, and said: "I've always followed what he said. Since I was a child, when I encountered annoying bugs, animals, and people, I just had to poison them to death... Later, I found that I hated him."
"..."
Zuo Yunqi said: "I started to obstruct his plans, and confronted him everywhere... so he also found himself hating me."
"..."
Tao Zhongchi said: "As expected of a side door."