Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 479 Grave

   "Do you think I would be so stupid to continue to take the lives of my subordinates to try an impossible result?" Shendai Yunhe said with a sneer.

   Moreover, Kamdai Yunhe is not stupid.

  He had already guessed a piece of information, that Qing Chen could really absorb the memories of those who seized homes.

  You can know the birthplace of the person who took the house, know the information of the companion of the person who took the house, and know...everything.

  This situation is very dangerous. If Qing Chen is allowed to go back, then the intelligence agencies of the Age of Gods will face a great crisis.

   Fortunately, Zhao Kuan and Takahashi Toki are not high-level intelligence personnel, and their involvement is not extensive.

   Fortunately, Qing Chen was still firmly held in his hands, and there was no way he could escape.

Shendai Yunhe said coldly: "Although I don't know how you did it, but you also reminded me, don't worry, if I can't bring you back to the north, then I will definitely take you back before the mission fails. You killed in the Central Plains."

  This young man cannot return to the Qing family alive.

  What Jindai Yunhe didn't know was that Qing Chen not only dug up the information of Shendai Yaqi, but also dug up the information of the Chen family's swordsman.

   Moreover, with Qing Chen's ability to pull out threads, as long as he finds a thread end, he will find a way to pull out the entire ball of thread.

  Then repay what the gods did to him with pain and tragedy.

  Qing Chen looked at Shendai Yunhe: "I don't know if I will die, but I know that you will pay the price. You don't need to scare me here, because you know it's useless."

  Kamidai Yunhe smiled: "I actually think that the shadow values ​​you a little too much. How can a person who will reveal his secrets because of being a pariah take on important responsibilities?"

  Qing Chen calmly shook his head.

   You can give up the bottom line this time, what about next time?

   Someone once talked about a topic of debate.

  The ancient Romans threw Christians into the Colosseum, and exchanged the pain of one person for the joy of hundreds or thousands of people. Is it worth it?

  Some people say, isn't the happiness of thousands of people more valuable than the pain of one person?

  However, civilization in this world begins with respect for the power of the weak.

   Otherwise, what is the difference between human civilization and beasts?

  This is also the fundamental difference between China in the table world and the federation in the inner world.

   Once upon a time, Qing Chen tried to learn how to become a superior person.

  He has studied Li Shutong, Li Xiurui, and Shadow.

  He is the future tutor of the Li family, he is the shadow candidate of the Qing family, and he is the next generation leader of the knights. Soon, he may become the youngest director of the PCA CIA, and his subordinates all admire him and worship him.

  It seems that since the time travel, he has naturally become a leader and a big shot.

  Qing Chen has never received such attention in the watch world, and has never tasted the sweetness of power.

  So a 17-year-old boy was temporarily lost in authority.

  Shadow used human life to help him buy Qingyi's hearts. Although he refuted it, he didn't stop it.

   But later, when he also became a weak person in this world, he finally understood the truth. The pain of the weak is stepped on the ground and carved into the bones and heart with a knife.

  From that moment on.

   Qingchen now knows how to face the world.

  A young man will always go through some tortuous detours, be stabbed by thorns on the road, and be worn away by the stones on the soles of his feet, but one day he will suddenly wake up as before.

   Shendai Yunhe took a look at Qing Chen, and then said to his subordinates: "Kill them all, and let the kind Qing Chen watch them die."

  Two subordinates held Qing Chen's arms to prevent him from struggling to break free.

  The other two raised their guns and pulled the trigger, even the children were not spared.

  Kamidai Yunhe observed Qing Chen's expression with great interest, but Qing Chen's expression did not show the anger, pain, and unwillingness he expected.

  Qing Chen didn't struggle either, but just watched quietly, as if he wanted to remember all the pain of those 'untouchables' who were like weeds before they died.

   Without blinking an eye.

  For fear of missing something.

   Shendai Yunhe teased: "Qingchen's supervision didn't respond."

   Qing Chen turned his head to look at him, and said seriously: "You must not die at the hands of others. One day, I will take your life with my own hands. Remember, you owe these people this."

  It's not wise to speak harshly as a prisoner, but how bad could Qingchen's situation be?

  Shendai Yunhe didn't take Qingchen's words to heart, he said lightly: "Since inspector Qingchen sympathizes with them so much, he should bury them all with his own hands. Dig out their graves by hand instead of using tools."

  At this time, the temperature was already below zero, and the soil was frozen hard.

  When you dig, your fingers will feel like being cut by a knife again and again.

   Wanting to dig out a tomb where more than a dozen people can be buried is undoubtedly going through the cruelest punishment.

   Moreover, Qing Chen's hands and arms were locked.

  However, Qing Chen only took one look at Jindai Yunhe, and under the supervision of the killer Jindai, he walked outside the farm without looking back, digging up the snow and dirt without saying a word.

   The hard soil was pushed away by him bit by bit. Shendai Yunhe looked at him coldly, but didn't say anything.

   Gradually, I don't know how long it took, the hole on the ground got bigger and bigger, Qing Chen's fingers were covered with blood, but it still didn't stop.

  Qing Chen's frail body seemed to fall down at any time in the cold wind, but he never fell down.

  Several intelligence personnel from the Age of Gods looked at it with a smile at first, but slowly they couldn't laugh anymore.

  Kamidai Yunhe said: "If you feel pain, just beg for mercy and stop."

   Qing Chen didn't seem to hear anything, and didn't stop at all.

   I don't know how long it took, but it was almost dawn, and the intelligence personnel from the Age of Gods no longer looked at Qing Chen.

  The young man spent the whole night digging a grave that could hold more than ten people. His body was covered in mud and his hands were covered in blood.

  The intelligence personnel of the Age of Gods inexplicably thought of the scene of the suffering of the gods described by some religions.

  But they just thought about it, and immediately became cold again.

  When the first ray of dawn burst from the east, the snow suddenly stopped.

   Qingchen dragged his body and slowly crawled out of the pit, and then carried the corpses out of the equipment room one by one, and carefully placed them in the pit.

  He pushed the dirt and snow into the pit with all his might.

   Until the moment everything was done, he suddenly passed out in the snow.

  Kamidai Yunhe was silent for a while, then looked at his subordinates: "Taking this opportunity, let's do another neuron connection!"

  The subordinates did not move.

  Kamidai Yunhe sneered: "Are you crazy, dare not even listen to my order?"

  The subordinates lifted Qing Chen up and walked to the basement of the house.

   "Zhao Jie, you are here to seize the house this time," Shendai Yunhe said.

  Zhao Jie lay on the bed with some emotions, and let his colleagues connect the tube to his brain.

   "Synchronization coordination rate 31%..."

   "The synchronous coordination rate is 72%..."

   "The synchronization coordination rate is 89%..."

  Kamidai Yunhe looked at Qing Chen on the other side, his pupils suddenly shrank, just because the synchronous coordination rate corresponding to that boy was still 100%.

   And after a few seconds, the LCD screen displaying the synchronization coordination rate suddenly went dark.

   Zhao Jie died.

  Different from Zhao Kuan, who was in a vegetable state before, Zhao Jie's electrocardiogram returned to silence in an instant.

   It wasn't until this moment that Shendai Yunhe finally understood that there are really people in this world who cannot be taken away.

   It's just that no one noticed that not all the nanorobots retreated into the instrument this time, and the silver little guys found a new home in Qing Chen's body.

  The programs written in their bodies were erased by some kind of will, and their shackles were also opened.

  Their consciousnesses were connected with Qingchen, and they cheered happily.

  …

  …

   City No. 5.

  Ginkgo Manor is still brightly lit.

  It has stood here for nearly a thousand years, as if no matter how the times change, it will not be changed by the times.

  The Gate of Shadows opens.

   This time, the Shadow Gate opened directly in the old man's room.

  In the dark, the old man turned his back to the shadow, and said calmly: "It's really that there is no rule at all. Such a small matter is messed up?"

  Shadow sat cross-legged on the ground behind the old man: "It's so convenient to open the Shadow Gate here. I've wanted to do this for a long time. I used to have to work hard to climb up the steps every time. It should not be necessary in the future."

   "Tell me, why you came here this time," the old man asked indifferently: "I used to not see you twice in a year, but now it's good, when you don't want to see you, you run here every day."

  Shadow said coldly: "Are you helping the era of God to erase traces?"

  The old man sighed: "In your eyes, have I been reduced to doing such trivial things? Don't worry, if I make a move, you will know that I did it."

  Shadow nodded: "Then I probably guess who is doing this... But I don't know if it makes sense for you to do all this. Let him suffer all setbacks and humiliation, for what?"

   "Calcinated knife."

   "A calciner?"

  The old man said: "It went so smoothly after he returned to the other world. Li Shutong was helping him, that old boy Li Xiurui was helping him, and you were helping him. Such a knife is too easy to break, and I don't even know who I should cut at."

  Shadow fell silent.

  The old man said: "Are you worried that he is dead?"

  Shadow shook his head: "I'm not worried that he will die. I just can't figure it out, so don't worry. You obviously want to give him power, but what if he doesn't want it from now on?"

"Don't want to?" The old man smiled: "If he is asked to return to the Qing family to continue working, of course he can get angry and not come back, but what if the Qing family is given to him? You have been made things difficult in the company , You can resign, but if one day, the person who made things difficult for you gave you the company, would you throw him into the dirt? No."

   "He is not the ambitious person you are used to," Shadow shook his head: "Don't push him away."

The old man smiled again: "Great people are unwilling to become leaders, but once called, they will appear in thorns. Don't worry too much, this catastrophe is what he has to go through, after this journey, He can see through."

   "But what if he really died?"

   "When you die, you die."

  (end of this chapter)