Chapter 041 Chapter 41

"Taiming and Li Qingshan went to the library together. If something really happened, maybe Li Qingshan knew it, Taiming also knew it. Why didn't you ask him?"

Guiyuan couldn't help asking.

"They have such a good relationship, but they won't tell us anything. What is the relationship between us and him? What is the relationship between Li Qingshan and him? Can you be more important than Li Qingshan in his heart?"

An Rand laughed dumbly, feeling that Guiyuan was just a child in this regard, and shook his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

An Rand frowned: "Come in."

The person who pushed open the door was not a staff member of the foundation, but Furong.

Guiyuan and An Rand were both surprised.

"What are you doing here?"

Guiyuan was very alert.

"Didn't you ask me to come?"

Furong stood at the door, looking at Ayn Rand leisurely and asked with a smile.

Ayn Rand nodded, and said with a lingering fear: "That's true, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon."

"Please come in."

Ayn Rand stared at him closely.

Furong walked in.

"Are you interested in joining the foundation? Joining the foundation will be good for you."

Ayn Rand looked him over, and his tone was very cautious, with a little urging, as if he hoped that he would agree without thinking.

Furong smiled, as if she felt a little absurd, and asked slowly: "Benefits?"

An Rand smiled, hinting, squinting his eyes and said: "People and ghosts are different, don't you want to stay with Li Qingshan openly? You are not with him, aren't you jealous?"

"There is nothing to be jealous of. He always has to rest at night. At most, I can enter his dream."

Furong shook her head and smiled nonchalantly, like an uncontrolled prisoner.

"If I give him a task, he has no time to rest, how can you enter his dream?"

An Rand shook his head with a smile, looking at him straight, his eyes like a fish hook.

"Aren't you afraid of my revenge?"

Furong gritted her teeth, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, pulling out a thread of sneer and asked.

"It's because I'm afraid of your revenge that I specifically want to see you and make it clear. As long as you agree to join the foundation, I can give you the greatest preferential treatment. You can stay with him all the time. Isn't that good? I'm thinking about you!"

Ayn Rand said with a smile on his face, like a villain about to destroy the world, proud and a little proud.

"What kind of preferential treatment?"

Furong frowned and asked with great resistance.

"You cannot harm the interests of the foundation. The foundation can give you anything you want, as long as you do not violate the foundation's guidelines. If

you want to get close to Li Qingshan, the foundation can help. After all, Li Qingshan is a member of the foundation, and the foundation has the right to order him to complete tasks for the foundation.

But you cannot go against his personal wishes."

Ayn Rand looked at him seriously and said.

Furong was amused: "Okay, I promise you."

An Rand carefully reminded her: "After the foundation gives you an identity, you must act like a person in front of ordinary people. You can't disappear or appear suddenly, otherwise it will definitely arouse Li Qingshan's suspicion."

Furong looked at him with disdain: "I know."

"Then let's sign an agreement."

An Rand took out a contract and handed it to him.

One party on the contract had already signed, fingerprinted and stamped.

Furong looked at the contract and suddenly raised her head and asked: "Do you think this piece of paper can bind me?"

An Rand smiled, but his tone was not so polite. He stared at him and said threateningly: "Maybe not, but I still have Li Qingshan."

Furong smiled contemptuously: "I don't plan to sign this."

"You changed your mind?"

An Rand frowned, feeling surprised, his heartbeat accelerated, and asked nervously and a little confused.

"I'm willing to join but I won't sign a contract."

Furong shook her head slowly and said with a twitch of her lips.

"No more talk?"

An Rand felt absurd and shocked, and asked incomprehensibly.

"Yes."

Furong nodded as if she had no choice and smiled.

"Aren't you worried about Li Qingshan?"

An Rand couldn't help but frowned and asked.

"You can give it a try."

Furong said with a slow sneer.

An Rand pressed an emergency button.

The red button was pressed in.

Red lights lit up in all directions and alarms sounded.

"Since you are here, don't leave. If you don't want to be an employee, then be a prisoner. The Foundation will not allow unstable factors to roam around."

Ayn Rand sat in his office chair, his hands crossed on the table, looking confident of victory, looking at Furong, his face calm, and smiling.

Furong returned to the system in front of him.

So the Foundation security personnel who heard the alarm rushed to the door of the office with weapons in their arms, rushed in and saw that there were only two people inside, one was Ayn Rand and the other was Guiyuan.

They pointed their weapons at Guiyuan and asked Ayn Rand, "Is it him who threatened your safety?"

Ayn Rand sighed, shook his head and said, "It wasn't him. A very powerful ghost just came. You were a step too late, and the ghost has already run away."

The security guards put down their weapons and stood at the door with their heads down and said, "I'm sorry."

"You all go back. This time he came too suddenly. Although we were prepared, we were not prepared enough. We were caught off guard and he ran away. It's not your fault."

Ayn Rand waved his hand.

The security guards nodded and left one by one.

Guiyuan heaved a sigh of relief, and the office door was closed. He looked at Ain Rand and asked, "Are you really prepared?"

Ain Rand took out a tattered net and said, "Indeed, I am prepared. This is a net specially used to catch ghosts. It was fine when I brought it. Now it is rotten.

You can imagine how powerful that ghost is."

Guiyuan took a breath and said, "So powerful? I remember that this kind of net can even catch the red-clothed ghost and prevent it from escaping. I didn't expect that the ghost just left without saying goodbye."

"That ghost should not be underestimated. We must start preparing a trap to catch him immediately. By then, maybe he will change his mind, or maybe we will change our minds. We must always give it a try."

Ain Rand clenched his fist and took a deep breath.

Guiyuan nodded seriously.

At the same time, Furong, who had returned to her residence, hugged Li Qingshan and complained with a rather coquettish frown: "They already have so many staff members, and they still want me to work. I don't like working."

"If you don't like it, don't work. There will always be a way."

Li Qingshan said with a smile.

Furong hummed twice and nodded: "Maybe."

He let go of Li Qingshan, smiled and turned around in front, looking at Li Qingshan with bright eyes and said: "I have become stronger again."

"Okay."

Li Qingshan smiled.

"What are you eating tonight?"

Furong glanced at the pot, blinked, and looked at Li Qingshan again.

He knew what he was going to eat, but he still wanted to ask.

"Fried potatoes with fried rice."

Li Qingshan smiled.

"Okay, it must be delicious."

Furong's eyes lit up and said happily.

"Yes."

Li Qingshan smiled.

Taiming, who had rested enough, came out of the bedroom, went into the kitchen, hugged Li Qingshan and said hello, then went into the bathroom without saying a word, washed and washed again, changed his clothes, and walked out slowly.

He had a strong sweet fragrance on his body, like the smell of red pomegranates, which should be the smell of some detergent in the bathroom.

Because he had just washed, his skin was white and still had water droplets on it, like the dewdrops slowly dripping on the green leaves on the roadside in the early morning, shining like diamonds and as gentle as pearls. His

footsteps were light and slow, but he could hardly lift them, giving people a feeling that there should be no sound.

Li Qingshan had already divided the prepared rice into three portions and placed them on the table.

He found a place to sit down and waved to Taiming who was walking over.

Taiming smiled and sat next to him.

Li Qingshan gently pushed the bowl in front of him.

Taiming tilted his head and held up the bowl, like holding a bouquet of flowers.

Furong sat on the other side of Li Qingshan, her eyes as bright as the food.

Afterwards, Li Qingshan went to wash the dishes.

It was getting dark.

Just when he thought he could sleep well tonight, the foundation called.

"We are short of someone for the temporary task, can you fill in?"

An Rand asked hurriedly.

"What?"

Li Qingshan asked dazedly.

"Night patrol. A patrol member took sick leave, and some things happened recently. It's really not peaceful, so we have to patrol."

An Rand sighed, a little helpless, trying his best to explain, very tired.

"What happened?"

Li Qingshan shook his head and asked after he was a little sober.

"Many children's heads were chopped off,"

Ayn Rand said with regret.

"Okay, I'll go to the foundation now,"

Li Qingshan said as he lifted the quilt, got dressed and got out of bed.

"Okay,"

Ayn Rand said.

After hanging up the phone, Li Qingshan rushed to the foundation. The foundation assigned him three team members and explained the route to him again. They set out and began patrolling at night.

But fog rose in the night, and gradually the three team members disappeared. Li Qingshan only realized this when he looked back. The light of the street lamps became increasingly dim, and he couldn't even see his own shadow when he lowered his head.

He almost suspected that he had no body now. He was either a soul or had become a ghost.

But if he had become a ghost, he shouldn't have been unaware of how he died, unless he died so quickly that he didn't even realize he was dead, and his body was already lying on the ground.

In this uneasy atmosphere, he held a flashlight and chose between looking for the team members and continuing the patrol. He would choose to look for the team members while continuing the patrol.

Maybe the team members were waiting for him in front, and he would see them if he continued the patrol.

Maybe the team members had already returned to the foundation, and he would see them after the patrol.

Maybe the team members were behind him, and they would either continue the patrol or return to the foundation. There was almost no third possibility, and they would still meet.

If they met, but they had not finished the patrol, they would have escaped halfway, and if they had finished the patrol, they would have completed the mission, and there would always be an explanation.

Completing the mission is better than running away halfway.

Besides, he came here to complete the mission.