No matter how light the breeze in the hallway is, it will roll up a lot of dust, but the dust is always there when there is a breeze. After dancing in the air, it will eventually fall back to its own world.
"OK, no problem"
After Nozawa Kenta left, Zhang Zichen still nestled on the dilapidated sofa, and didn't even bother to close the door that wasn't fastened.
After a moment of silence, a voice suddenly sounded in the broken nest, and a figure floated out from behind the broken wardrobe on the other side. The reason why he said floating was because his movements really gave people a vague feeling, and he was clearly still in the same place before. It just flashed to you in the blink of an eye.
"Well, it's not difficult"
The crappy Chinese was mixed with a little TS flavor, just like this floating in this broken nest again, it was extremely unpleasant.
"Is there no difficulty?"
"Okay, forget it, it's ugly in the first place, and it's even worse when you say it"
"Who knows how your talent came about, Ah Liang?"
"When I see you pretending to be aggressive, sometimes thoughts like you appear in my mind"
"Oh shit"
Zhang Zichen also tried to imitate Nozawa Kenta's tone just now, but it was one thing to think about it in his head, but another thing when he actually said it. The imitation of human beings is far behind, and this kind of linguistic talent seems to be beyond the controllable scope of human beings.
"To be honest, Chenzi, I think your idea this time is very risky, no, it should not be said to be very risky, but very risky"
Ah Liang's expression turned straight, and he stared at Zhang Zichen seriously with star-like eyes, especially when he said "very risky".
Zhang Zichen knew that Ah Liang would almost never speak in this tone, but if even Ah Liang had such an attitude, then it meant that the situation was really bad to a certain extent. . .
"I know, but things have to be done, and someone has to do them"
"..."
From the Piedmont Avenue to the Shinan corpse case, from the Mensa secret room to the accident in Su Ling, all the conspiracies and plots with all their hearts and minds were launched, and even Xiao Wei was not spared and was involved. All these unimaginable things, Ah Liang watched them one by one, pressing on Zhang Zichen like Mount Tai. Although Ah Liang himself was also a victim of all these and was also involved in the inexplicable and complicated vortex, compared to Zhang Zichen who was in the eye of the vortex, he was undoubtedly much luckier.
I don't know when it started, A Liang also had a faint intuition, all this has gone to this point, it seems to have entered an inexplicable situation, or reached a critical turning point. On one side are the exposed clues of the conspiracy, and on the other side are the deadly things that make people dare not touch the slightest bit, and Zhang Zichen is standing at this inflection point at this moment.
Is this something that one person's strength can contend with
This is the thought that has surfaced in Ah Liang's mind countless times, even he himself can't imagine, if the person in the eye of the storm is replaced by himself. . . So what will happen to all this
If all this is exposed to anyone, everyone may hold the mentality of watching the excitement and encourage the monkeys in costumes to continue to fight for their lives, but they don't know that even if the person involved is just a trivial monkey, it is still a life.
"Ah Liang, you don't need to say anything, I know
road"
Those red phoenix eyes seemed to see through all of Ah Liang's thoughts, and after blinking a few times, Zhang Zichen brushed aside his worries lightly.
The moment of thought is sometimes really powerful to the extreme, and the pressure of the collapse of Mount Tai can also become lighter than a feather in the moment of thought.
"I think it's better to report it, so that there is finally another..."
Persuading the other party to give up may not even be acceptable to Ah Liang himself. This kind of dilapidated situation is like this. You have to let all the fetters desperately fly moths into the flames to meet the fateful return.
"Ah Liang, do you trust your intuition?"
"Huh? What?"
Ah Liang, who was standing aside, was taken aback by Zhang Zichen, who was crouching there with his legs clattering. intuition? Trust your intuition? What intuition do you trust
"It's just a gut feeling, a hunch, a feeling"
"Well... I can only say half-believing and half-doubting"
Although he didn't know what the other party wanted to express, Ah Liang had no choice but to express his truest thoughts.
"Half-believing, haha, I used to think that this is such an imprecise word. Faith is new, and doubt is doubt. How can there be an understanding sandwiched between these two feelings. But until now I don't know that it is just ideal and It’s just the overlapping of reality, half of which is the naked actual situation, and the other half is the illusory personal opinion.”
"So, you want to say...?"
"Perhaps the adventure we planned was planned long ago"
"What... what..."
"I mean, on top of the so-called table, the 'very risky' adventure we just mentioned may be exactly what 'some people' would like to see."
It was a dark and long dream.
I don't know when or how I came to this dark dream, with bare feet staggering in the scorching nothingness, without a ray of light, without a companion, not even a dispensable reference Nothing.
As I walked, I even had difficulty breathing. The pain from climbing up from the soles of my feet was spreading to the depths of my heart, and I might not be able to hold on. . . Maybe this time I really can't hold on.
Wow!
Little Fuling who was sitting on the small chair suddenly opened her eyes, opened her mouth wide as if she had exhausted all her remaining strength, and breathed greedily.
call! call! call! . . .