Chapter 378 This is the Break-in
"What did you see?" The man's voice sounded in my ears again.
He put his hand on Jiang Zhiyue's shoulder, not allowing her to look back, not allowing her to look back.
There was a subtle and appropriate distance between them.
Jiang Zhiyue sat high on the horse. The higher he stood, the steadier he sat, and the stronger he felt the light.
There are dense forests all around, and a straight road ahead. Walking along the road, I don’t know where I will go or what will happen.
But when people feel the light and are drawn by the brightness, their steps will move forward uncontrollably.
"I saw...your path." The girl spoke softly and slowly.
Xiao Jingrun was stunned.
An indescribable, extremely strong deep light suddenly burst out from his eyes. The light was deeply suppressed in his eyes, and the sharp edge passed through the lens.
"What kind of path am I on?" he asked again.
"A road where you don't even know whether it's right or wrong." Jiang Zhiyue said.
"What do you think?" Xiao Jingrun asked again, waiting for her answer.
Right or Wrong?
"There is a set of outdated theories circulating in this world, which claims that the judgment of right and wrong depends on the angle you stand at." Jiang Zhiyue faced the man's question, she looked straight ahead, her eyes were deep, her eyelashes were curled, and the dazzling light flickered on her long and fine eyelashes.
"That's not the case. Right is right and wrong is wrong. Whatever benefits the public is the right direction."
Xiao Jingrun stared at the slender figure, and the force on her shoulders seemed to be heavier.
His expression could not be seen; she did not look back, but continued to stare into the distance where he was looking.
After a long while, Xiao Jingrun's gentle face seemed to have removed a layer of disguise. Jiang Zhiyue could not see it, nor would she have thought that the man who seemed to be in control of the situation would actually reveal a trace of fatigue behind the disguise.
He laughed softly, and the laughter dissipated in his ears like smoke.
"That's great." Xiao Jingrun said.
"The murderer is not a single individual, but a huge group. Even if some of them are eliminated, new ones will continue to emerge in an endless stream." Jiang Zhiyue brought the topic back on track and said, "The real murderer is the person who hides behind power and class and is protected."
Xiao Jingrun felt the temperature of his hands, as if a warm current was flowing through his palms into his heart.
The warmth from the girl is gentle and kind.
She has a thin body, but her back reveals a kind of toughness.
"In this world, there are too many people who have suffered misfortunes like Ms. Jiang, and there are also many people like Mrs. Sheng."
Xiao Jingrun shook his head and said with a smile, "There are many more people like you who seek fairness and justice. You are struggling to pursue the truth, but in the end, after the truth is revealed, can you really get what you want?"
Old Mrs. Sheng attempted suicide on the spot. From the moment they entered the hospital, Old Mr. Sheng prevented the special investigation team from breaking in.
“What is the essence of truth?”
“Without the support of power, even if you try your best to find and eagerly reveal an obvious fact to the world, your voice is as weak as a mayfly trying to shake a tree.”
“You must be in power or you will be destroyed.”
"There is another way, which is to overthrow those who hold power."
A gentle voice sounded slowly, and Xiao Jingrun's tone changed.
The sound is like fine wine, the deep and elegant timbre can make people intoxicated instantly.
Between the lines, every word carries a deep meaning, yet is extremely dangerous.
If there really are gods in the world, then Xiao Jingrun's image must be as perfect as that of gods. His existence itself is like an extremely elegant painting, making all things pale in comparison to him.
The big hand on the girl's shoulder pressed her body even harder. Xiao Jingrun didn't need to look directly into Jiang Zhiyue's eyes, and didn't need to see through her thoughts anymore.
He wanted to bathe her in the dazzling light, let the scorching light penetrate deeply into her eyes, and Jiang Zhiyue could not avoid it.
Above the forest, there were dense layers of branches and twigs intertwined, and there was no wind or sound.
Jiang Zhiyue was stunned. This was Xiao Jingrun's unreserved voice. In this secret world, his voice could only be heard by her.
Jiang Zhiyue couldn't help but want to look back to verify the emotions flashing in those eyes at this moment. She had seen too many people wearing false masks, Mu Liansheng before and Xiao Jingrun later.
Without exception, Xiao Jingrun is the person who wears the mask most fittingly.
"You haven't finished the second half of your story yet." She couldn't help but remind him that she hadn't finished listening to his story. Although she believed in everything he did, she still had reservations about it.
Hearing this, Xiao Jingrun's lips curved deeper, and a gentle laugh spilled out, "It's rare that you're curious about my affairs. I thought you weren't interested in listening to such clichéd stories."
"But now is not a good time to tell stories."
The man's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and his gentle and elegant face was covered with thick frost.
There was a rustling sound in the woods, and without realizing it, something seemed to have changed.
Before Jiang Zhiyue could finish listening to the second half of Xiao Jingrun's sentence, she raised her eyes again when she faced the light, and saw a sharp arrow flying towards her.
The arrow that broke through the air was flying at an extremely fast speed, as if it had cut through the surrounding air flow, and it was almost about to pierce through Jiang Zhiyue's chest and penetrate Xiao Jingrun's chest.
The man held the reins with one hand and came closer without anyone noticing.
The warm chest was pressed against the thin body, and Xiao Jingrun exuded a light scent of cold pine, which was very different from the scent of other people.
He slowly surrounded Jiang Zhiyue with a warm gesture, and his breath invaded her nostrils bit by bit.
Arrows flew towards him, and Xiao Jingrun quickly picked up the bow on the saddle without dodging or evading.
A pair of clear and moist eyes, without even the slightest fluctuation.
He still let Jiang Zhiyue face the light and the deadly arrow.
It seemed as if in the next second, the arrow would pierce through Jiang Zhiyue's body and pierce into his chest.
“This road is long and difficult.”
The familiar tone suddenly rang in my ears again, "You must break through."
Xiao Jingrun moved as fast as lightning. He quickly bent the bow and put the arrow on it, held the girl's little hand and placed it on the bowstring.
Just as the arrow was flying towards Jiang Zhiyue, the man remained calm and expressionless. He drew his bow and released the arrow. The arrow flew towards the incoming arrow at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, and it was even more powerful.
A loud cry!
The two arrows collided violently in the air.
Jiang Zhiyue's pupils shrank suddenly, but her expression did not change at all. The next second, before the man drew his bow and drew his arrow, she had already quickly drawn the arrow and shot it again towards a hidden place in the woods.
Her voice was more resolute than Xiao Jingrun's, "This is Chuang."
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