Because on the computer screen that Qin Jing showed Nan Muran, it was the surveillance system of the official base in Beijing. What surprised Nan Muran the most was that he could even cut out the surveillance video of the military office building.
"Both of you have dug deep holes in your relationship." Nan Muran's tone was filled with laughter.
Qin Jing nodded: "So, the news of our cooperation cannot be hidden from the authorities."
Nan Muran was not surprised by this, but there was a hint of deep meaning in her eyes as she looked at Qin Jing: "One last question, were you involved in Si Nan's death?"
"I..." Qin Jing found it hard to believe that Nan Muran would ask this question at this time.
Nan Muran nodded: "I want to hear the truth."
"The Qin family is involved." Qin Jing's voice was obviously bitter.
"What about you?" Nan Muran continued. After sorting out the official information, she found that Si Nan's death was inseparable from Qin Jing's instigation.
But from the time he faced Qin Jing until now, there was still a difference between the information he showed and the information he had sorted out, and judging from the current situation, Mr. Li, Liang Zheng and others could not be fully trusted, so Nan Muran wanted to hear him say it himself.
Qin Jing's aura began to become low: "Since I was young, I felt that I was a child of destiny and should have everything. It is natural that I will inherit the Obsidian Organization.
This kind of self-confidence was completely destroyed when I was sixteen, because at that time the hermit family sent out a man named Si Nan. He was the most desperate opponent I have ever seen in my life. Perhaps for Si Nan, genius is just a threshold to meet him. It's a bit like you sitting in front of me at this moment. "
"Are you jealous of Si Nan?"
"How can I not be jealous, but I admire him even more." Qin Jing continued.
There was no confusion in Si Ye's eyes, but rather a hint of relief.
"The Si Jing who is now in seclusion is Si Nan's biological father, and the one who died was his uncle. Over the years, I have been wondering why a man like Si Nan would be caught, and why he would let himself go to that point.
It wasn't until I found out that Si Ye and Su Ying were alive and well that I understood. At the beginning, Si Nan had planned to make them wish for death when all this happened. And his purpose was to cut off their lineage and also cut off the Obsidian Organization's path to the power of the forbidden land. "Qin Jing looked at Si Ye with a little more realization in his eyes.
Si Ye is really very similar to Si Nan back then.
Nan Muran looked at Qin Jing: "Will this make you feel better?"
Qin Jing didn't expect Nan Muran to ask him so directly, and his smile became more bitter: "It will be more painful, Si Ye, have you ever thought about letting me pay with my life?"
Si Ye looked at Qin Jing's eyes for a long time: "I hope that Ran Ran and all our friends can live in peace and without worries."
Hearing his words, Qin Jing felt unprecedentedly suffocated. He knew in his heart that if it wasn't for Nan Muran's need, if it wasn't for his own choice, Si Ye would never have left him a way to survive.
Liu Yiyi held Qin Jing's trembling fingertips: "A Jing."
Nan Muran looked at the two people opposite and stood up calmly: "We are going to set up a tent to sleep, what about you?"
"Let's rest here." Qin Jing looked at Nan Muran. He understood that the other party could not give him more kindness.
It was naturally impossible for Nan Muran to give them the tent. After all, no matter what the reason was, Qin Jing was Si Ye's enemy.
Inside the tent, Si Ye put his arm around Nan Muran, buried his head in the root of her neck, and said in a low voice: "Ran Ran, when things here are over, let's go back to the middle of the mountain."
"Okay, I also want the delicious food made by Chunfeng." Nan Muran put her arms around Si Ye's head and patted him gently.
"Ranran..." Si Ye called her softly but did not speak.
Nan Muran tilted her head and kissed the top of his head: "I'm here, always with you."
"good."
"If you want revenge, there is no need to hesitate. Even if there is no Obsidian Organization, I have ways to check and balance the official authorities." Nan Muran whispered in Si Ye's ear.
Si Ye paused, a smile flashing through the corners of his eyes. He knew Nan Muran too well.
It's not that she doesn't have ways to check and balance, but she doesn't want to be controlled by a force that is too powerful to be controlled. However, once she loses the help of the Obsidian Organization to check and balance, such control is inevitable.
"Ranran, I'm sad because I can't feel any hatred or their love." By knowing everything about Si Nan and Su Ying, Si Ye can be sure that they must love him very much.
But he could not feel such family affection at all. This indifference made him feel lost, helpless, and even collapsed.
Nan Muran was not surprised by Si Ye's reaction. After losing her father and mother and experiencing the last apocalypse, she had felt the same way for a long time: "It doesn't matter. Maybe one day we will feel it."
Si Ye sniffed the familiar fragrance on her body and closed his eyes: "Hmm."
"Go to sleep." Nan Muran touched Si Ye's head lightly, and a subtle white light entered his skin.
Si Ye, who originally felt that his mind was confused, only felt dazed for a moment and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Nan Muran saw that his breathing was gradually calming down, so she stood up and took out a thin blanket from the space to cover him, and then took out a small cooling fan from the space and turned it on. Soon the temperature in the tent was controlled at a constant 25 degrees.
"Ran Ran." Xuan Wu's voice sounded in the space.
Nan Muran saw that Si Ye was sleeping restlessly, so she moved closer to him. Seeing him subconsciously hugging her waist in his sleep, she couldn't help but laugh: "Xuan Wu, how many people can the power left by Qinglong help to reach the emperor level at most?"
"Whether a person can reach the emperor level of power is never determined by the power of others or his own efforts, but by talent." Xuan Wu's voice was vague.
"talent?"
"Yes, do you think that the people of Ning Jun and Si family have gone through decades of resource support and painstaking training, but they stopped improving after reaching the peak of level eight because they didn't have the opportunity or didn't work hard enough?"
"Is it because the limit of your talent is level eight?" Nan Muran was a little surprised.
Xuan Wu sighed softly: "In this world, those who can reach the peak of level eight are already considered geniuses, and those who can reach level nine are the best among geniuses. King-level existences are even rarer."
"What about the Royal level?"
"An emperor-level being must be someone chosen by heaven. That is not something that can be cultivated through effort, opportunity, or any other form."
Nan Muran frowned when she heard this: "Don't those people in the Obsidian Organization know this?"
"They don't need to know." Xuan Wu said lightly.
Nan Muran understood that Chen Wu did not need to consider this situation at all when he was planning to obtain the power of Azure Dragon.
After all, its original form, Xuan Wu, was once an emperor. As long as it has enough power and opportunity, becoming an emperor is just a matter of retracing its past path.
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