Yan Xianjue said bluntly, "The point is not what I think, but how much evidence Lin Lang has against you."
Lin Shi chuckled: "Logically speaking, he shouldn't have been able to get the evidence."
"But who knows? After all, he has always had ridiculously good luck."
Lin Shi was not exaggerating at all when he said this. Compared with himself, there was a world of difference.
Yan Xianjue glanced at Lin Shi and felt that although the man's tone had not changed much, it revealed a hint of sarcasm.
But this mockery is not directed at anyone, but at the illusory luck.
Yan Xianjue fell silent for a moment. After a moment, he asked a question that sounded a little strange to the three people present: "Suppose you were a character in a book, would you resent the author of this book?"
Lin Shi didn't think much about it and laughed, "Have you read too many novels?"
But after thinking about what Yan Xianjue said, he shook his head and said, "This is reality. Even if this world really was created by a certain author, I don't believe that the author's pen can control everything."
Yan Xianjue was stunned, obviously not expecting Lin Shi to give him such an answer.
He thought that given Lin Shi's level of resentment towards the Lin family and the extent to which he acted recklessly and crazily, if he knew about this setting, he would transfer this hatred to the author.
Turns out the other party didn't care at all.
That's right, he just doesn't care. He understood the meaning of Lin Shi's words. He doesn't care about the reason why this world was born. It doesn't matter if it is a normal world or a world created by a novelist.
There are only so many things he cares about, and besides his overwhelming hatred for the world, his indifference towards it.
Yan Xianjue had no doubt that if someone told Lin Shi that he, as the protagonist, was the pillar of the world and that the world would be destroyed if he died, he would still firmly carry out his own plan.
Because whether the world will be destroyed is not something he considers at all.
Yan Xianjue shook his head at himself and smiled helplessly.
What on earth was he surprised about?
Isn’t this Lin Shi? Isn’t this something he already knew in his previous life?
In fact, wasn't he one of the people who created the series of events that shaped Lin Shi's character?
Yan Xianjue sighed in his heart. He wanted to say sorry to Lin Shi now.
Sorry he only remembered it now.
He is Yan Xianjue, Yan Xianjue is him.
From beginning to end, this has not changed.
He just accidentally lost his soul to the next world.
He became a little orphan who was almost frozen to death at the door of an orphanage, and grew up there step by step.
While working part-time, I met my boss's daughter, a high school student who likes to write novels.
The boss is a middle-aged woman with a good personality. She takes good care of the college students who come to work part-time.
This job was introduced to him by his senior at that time.
On one very accidental occasion, he was reading a novel while eating, and the boss's daughter said with great surprise that she was reading one too.
Later, because of the great pressure in her senior year of high school, she began to write novels to relieve stress.
When Yan Xianjue occasionally takes a break, he will also discuss the plot with the other party.
It can be said that at least half of Lin Shi’s tragic experience came from him.
Thinking back to what happened, Yan Xianjue just wanted to go back and slap himself twice.
Let you chatter all day long, and stack up the beautiful, strong, miserable, mentally ill, and bloody buffs.
Perhaps Yan Xianjue had really been lost in his own thoughts for too long.
But there is no way. Anyone who recovers his memory twice within a year is like updating a patch package for his brain each time, and it takes some time to accept it.
Yan Xianjue is no exception.
In fact, Yan Xianjue believed that he was neither as crazy as Lin Shi nor seeking revenge on society, so his mental state was relatively good.
But the other three people in the office didn’t know.
They only saw Yan Xianjue speaking and suddenly fell silent.
No matter what they were doing before, they were all staring at Yan Xianjue at this moment.
But no one with bad intentions reminded him. It seemed that everyone was curious about when Yan Xianjue would find out.
When Yan Xianjue came to his senses, he met three pairs of eyes staring at him.
Yan Xianjue: “…”
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes.
Just skip over the inexplicable ups and downs of your emotions just now.
His emotions came suddenly, but he recovered quickly.
He bluntly warned Lin Shi: "Be careful Lin Lang might play dirty tricks on you."
Lin Shi scoffed lightly: "When does he not play dirty tricks?"
"I can handle this myself, you don't have to worry about it. If you have this time, you might as well pay more attention to Shen Fangli's mother."
Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows: "What do you know?"
Lin Shi snorted coldly: "Yu Bai."
Yu Bai held a laptop computer that he had modified himself in one hand. When he heard Lin Shi calling his name, he tapped his fingers on the keyboard a few times and called up a surveillance video.
The surveillance time was not long, and it could be seen that it had been edited.
Lin Shi spoke at the right moment: "The man sitting opposite is Lin Lang's man."
He sneered, "As soon as the other party said there was a way to get her nephew out, Shen Fangli came over eagerly."
"What use can she make of you?"
Yan Xianjue's eyes suddenly became sharp.
"If she dares...I won't let her go."
Lin Shi glanced sideways: "If you find it difficult to handle, I can help you deal with it. I am very familiar with this matter."
Yan Xianjue: “…”
Yan Xianjue threw the only remaining pillow on the sofa over.
He really couldn't stand Lin Shi's hellish concentration.
Lin Shigang playfully turned his head to avoid the pillow when Yan Xianjue's phone rang.
"Hello?"
As soon as they heard the tone slow down suddenly, everyone knew who was calling.
Lin Shi raised a finger, sat back at his desk speechlessly and started working.
Ji Xi and Yu Bai didn't know where the tacit understanding came from, but they opened their notebooks at the same time.
Just as they were about to listen to a phone conversation that would give them goosebumps, they heard Yan Xianjue's incredulous question: "You said your mother was kidnapped?"
Shen Fangli scratched her hair anxiously: “Well, I just received a call asking me to go to the City West Pier by myself.”
Will she go by herself? No, she’s not stupid!
Do you think it’s all in vain to read all her novels, TV series and scripts?
The other party warned her not to call the police or tip off Yan Xianjue.
She felt something was even more wrong when she heard this.
Besides, she heard from her father that he had arranged bodyguards specifically for her mother.
Even if his abilities weren't as good as the elites among the Yan family, he wouldn't be kidnapped so easily.
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