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Hearing this, Blade shook his head and said, "I will leave after Elio arranges the operation."
I used to think that the Prison would make me crazier, but now I think... it's a good place to stay where I can die temporarily and be quiet without being disturbed.
After the operation is over, don’t go shopping with Kafka to fool Silver Wolf and stop playing games. You can come to the Prisoner and stay for a while.
"Then... I'll take you out?" Cheng Che tilted his head and looked at the blade, trying to grab a blade and go out for a stroll. "Luofu is preparing for the memorial ceremony. I plan to go diving after the ceremony. Then we can call Dan Heng. How about it?"
Hearing this, Ren raised his eyelids, his golden-red eyes full of speechlessness, "You...did your partner Dan Heng agree?"
He and Danheng had fought like that, but he still invited him to play together?
Be careful, Dan Heng dived into the sea and ran away for a thousand eight hundred miles.
"He will agree. Didn't you have a good relationship before?" Cheng Che stared into Ren's eyes, expressionless but serious, "You have now found a way to atone for your sins through death. Dan Heng's reincarnation cannot get rid of the past. Isn't this also another way of atonement, cutting flesh with a blunt knife?"
At this point, Cheng Che stretched out his hand and poked the blade, "Just consider it as payment for plucking the feathers."
blade:……
The unlucky crow is quite good at acting like a spoiled child. It’s not enough for him to act like a spoiled child to Jing Liu, and now he comes to torture a lunatic like him who is not very smart?
"Okay." Ren nodded, his voice low and a little hoarse.
Cheng Che glanced at Ren again, and then cast his gaze at the woman standing beside him who was once again wearing a black veil, "Sister, do you want to chat?"
Jing Liu was startled and couldn't help but close his eyes hidden behind the black veil.
The new disciple looking up and calling her sister really made Jing Liu's empty heart unable to bear it...
"What are you talking about?" Jingliu snorted and glanced at Renhou who was sitting next to him.
Cheng Che propped up his chin and recalled the photo Yan Qing had just shown him. The photo showed a mountain of official business on General Shen Ce's desk, but... what a pity, the general was being lazy.
Oh, it’s not important once you’re familiar with it.
Jing Yuan was slacking off, so he had to help clean up the mess, and it felt like he was stealing Fu Xuan's job.
"Let's talk about Luofu's local specialties." Cheng Che looked at Jing Liu, "Teacher, you don't want to see General Jingyuan's already white hair become even whiter because of official duties, right? Look at his face, there is no blood at all, it's even whiter than his hair..."
Boiled it!
It’s all because of work!
Jingliu:......
My empty heart felt like it was stabbed by a knife.
Jingliu thought about how five people died or went crazy, and in the end, only Jingyuan, who was once inconspicuous, was left to clean up the mess silently. He felt a little guilty for some reason.
She looked at Ren again, and thought about Dan Feng in the past. Fighting and hating this and that were all her own business, but for Jing Yuan...
Kneel down and kowtow?
"Sister, think about Yanqing." Cheng Che reached out and grabbed Yanqing, who was standing beside him with a confused look on her face, and sat down next to him. He said calmly, "You two both think Jingyuan can't teach students, but when Jingyuan was a teacher, he took care of Yanqing's food, clothing, housing and transportation, and occasionally paid attention to the student's mental state. He even remembered to bring the student with him when he went out to eat. Think about Jingyuan again..."
At this point, Cheng Che leaned closer to Jing Liu, staring at him, "Sister, Jing Yuan is so good to Yan Qing, maybe he is compensating for his past self. You are very good friends, but you are also master and disciple, so you should treat him better."
Jingliu:......
I feel like I was taught a lesson by a little brat.
But...it seems to make some sense.
At the side, Yan Qing silently turned his head and stared at Cheng Che with an extremely complicated look.
It felt like there was some truth to it, but after following Cheng Che and watching him flip the chessboard for so many days, he always felt that there was some sincerity in what Cheng Che said, but not much.
"So..." Cheng Che sighed and lowered his head to send a message to Xing, asking him to go to the Shen Ce Mansion to move the official business to the Prison Prison. "The past is over. Now it's okay to help Jing Yuan take a few days off, right?"
It's useless to be in jail, so you might as well work overtime.
Anyway, it’s not him, Cheng Che, who has to work overtime.
Chapter 362: Unreasonable!
Yan Qing finally felt relieved when he saw the quiet prison. After giving a few instructions to the big brothers of Yunqi, he followed Cheng Che and left.
The tall and long-legged man was wearing a short jacket casually, and his long legs were wrapped in sweatpants, looking extremely casual. Except for his curly hair, he didn't seem to intend to match himself with nice clothes.
"Wait for me..." Yan Qing muttered, and hurried to catch up, "The general is not here, so Yan Qing wants to thank you for your help."
"No need." Cheng Che glanced at the young man following him and shook his head.
What is there to thank for?
Isn't the blame still put on General White Hair?
Yan Qing paused, then pulled Cheng Che's sleeve and walked forward, looking at the trash can in Cheng Che's other hand, "I want to ask... is... being kind also a required course?"
Cheng Che: ???
Cheng Che turned around in disbelief and pointed at himself, "Me? A kind person?"
"What else?" Yan Qing looked up in confusion, counting on his fingers seriously, "You didn't get angry when the general suspected you, and you didn't get angry when you volunteered to go to the prison. Later, you even allowed us to eat with you, and you didn't forget to send takeout to Luofu, and you helped the general deal with official business. Now, when the general is being lazy, you have to help persuade him to make peace."
At this point, Yan Qing blinked his eyes, his eyes full of innocence, "Isn't this considered being kind?"
Cheng Che was silent for a moment, and for a moment he actually felt that what the other party said made some sense, but...
Cheng Che dragged the trash can forward, his voice extremely calm, "So, free things are the most expensive, and I don't want compensation."
A debt of favor is much harder to repay than a debt of actual money.
"Oh, you still keep accounts..." Yan Qing nodded suddenly, and asked again in confusion, "But you didn't ask the general to pay it back..."
"It's not time to pay it back yet." Cheng Che responded, putting a hand on Yan Qing's shoulder. His calm and cold voice inexplicably revealed a hint of evil in the night. "If someone owes me a lot of favors, and can't eat or sleep to pay off the debt, and can't close his eyes even if he dies, how fun it would be..."
Yan Qing tilted his head, "Just for fun?"
"So that the debtors will blame me till they die." Cheng Che took two steps and suddenly stopped to look at the girl running towards the Prison. She seemed to be dragging a huge cart behind her, which was filled with sacks filled with documents.
After a while, Xing stopped breathing heavily and looked at Cheng Che speechlessly, "I feel like you've been using me as an errand boy."
Cheng Che shrugged, "General, pay the commission."
The protagonist...isn't that just the errand boy?!
"I have no objection." Xing straightened up and couldn't help sighing, "I'm so tired, but I also want to make money."
Even if Cheng Che didn't take her to rob money, she would have to rob the vault of the Interstellar Peace Company anyway.
Cheng Che suddenly narrowed his eyes, bent down slightly and got in front of Xing to look at her carefully. After looking for a while, he took out his glasses from his pocket, put them on, and continued looking.
star:?!!
"What are you doing?!" Xing crossed his arms in front of his chest, leaning back with a look of shock on his face, "Are you going to have a fever after drinking again?!"
"I can still burn even if I don't drink..." Cheng Che said casually, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub the corners of Xing's eyes, his brows twisted together unnaturally, "Are you crying?"
The corners of his eyes were red, and his eyelids looked a little red as well, as if they had been rubbed vigorously with the palms of his hands.
Xing was slightly startled, and frowned after putting down his arm, "Because Walter and I accompanied Miss Qingni to find the things that Yukong lost, and I heard a very tragic story."
Cheng Che: ...
Oh, the protagonist, soft-hearted and easily moved.
Cheng Che continued to feel around in his pocket, took out a small jar and opened it, "Apply some, your face will hurt later."
Xing was already familiar with Cheng Che's treasure-bag-like pockets and backpack. She took the small jar, quietly opened it, and rubbed the skin cream on her face, secretly saying, "Qingni and Yukong have resolved their conflict and are eating hot pot at home. They said they can tell you about this. Do you want to know?"
"I want to, but please send the documents in first. If Jingliu, who was fooled by me and feels guilty, comes to his senses later, I will have to work for nothing tonight." Cheng Che pulled the trash can aside expressionlessly, making way for the gate of Youzhu Prison. "Go quickly and finish the job before the other party reacts."
Xing blinked in disbelief, "Isn't that your teacher too?!"
Is it so cruel?
"My teacher can't let me work for nothing." Cheng Che glanced at Xing, pulled Yan Qing's sleeve and led him to his side, "Come with me to listen to books later, and I'll take you to the train for dinner tonight."
As for the general...
Go to sleep, him!
Xing frowned and was about to go to deliver the goods on official business when he was suddenly startled.
The gray-haired girl stopped and moved her suspicious gaze from Cheng Che to the trash can.
The huge trash can has a lid, four wheels at the bottom and a handle welded on top. It looks like a round suitcase, but...
Xing raised her eyes silently and met Cheng Che's eyes which seemed particularly clear in the dim evening. "We don't need your trash can on our train, do we? Why did you want to steal the trash can from You Prison?"
Not only the Starry Sky Train, but now the Xianzhou Luofu is littered with trash cans, which were set up by some high-level officials using their own private funds for their own hidden takeout business.
Such scenes also appear at Yalilo VI and Black Tower Space Station, where they strive to have a trash can every three steps.
Cheng Che paused, "I think this trash can has a connection, it will sparkle."
The young man spoke calmly, with no expression on his face. His words always seemed believable, but...
Xing narrowed her eyes, put her hands on her hips, stood on tiptoe and looked into Cheng Che's eyes, "Really?"
"Really." Cheng Che was not panicked at all and looked at her calmly.
Xing sneered, pointed a finger at the trash can in Cheng Che's hand, and said with a deep breath, "Then explain to me why this trash can has dark blue and dark red gradient hair!"
Just like the trash can with long silver-gray curly hair like Yalilo No. 6, this trash can is unreasonable!
Xing stared at Cheng Che with wide eyes, and said confidently, "Don't think I can't see, are you secretly touching my uncle Ren...uncle...ah, never mind, it's Ren's hair anyway!"
Cheng Che: ...
"I can't help it if you think so." Cheng Che shrugged, his calm speech sounding particularly despicable.
Xing snorted, reached out and opened the trash can, "Let me see if there is much left. Can you give me a small dumpling--"
The words were stuck, Xing's eyes widened, looking at the half-dead Ren who was stuffed into the trash can with his eyes closed, "Ah this..."
Xing blinked and closed the lid of the trash can again. After thinking about it, he stuffed Blade's hair into the trash can, "Okay."
Chapter 363 shouldn’t be discovered, right?
Xingcha Sea Pier.
Cheng Che stood at the edge of the dock, pulling the trash can and looking up at Xiao Qinglong who was standing on the train with his arms folded across his chest, looking down at him.