Chapter 043 Chapter 43

Ayn Rand subconsciously avoided his gaze.

I did it for his own good, for the good of the foundation, I was just carrying out my mission, I did nothing wrong.

Ayn Rand convinced himself in his heart, and on the surface he regained his righteous and majestic appearance.

"Everything is for the foundation, I hope you can understand."

Ayn Rand said to Li Qingshan in an almost cold and rational tone.

This voice made people feel that accepting the mission was the only destiny.

"I can understand."

Li Qingshan laughed at himself with a bit of disdain.

He didn't have any emotional fluctuations in his heart, but he felt that in this situation, if he knew nothing about it, he shouldn't have no reaction, otherwise he would probably be closely monitored.

He didn't like that kind of life without privacy.

Moreover, he has been paid attention to now. What he needs to do is to try to transfer this attention to other vests and maintain the normal life of the original body, rather than continue to let people pay attention to the original body.

Looking at the expression on his face, An Rand's heart twitched slightly, as if a feather was caught by a cat's claw in mid-air, and he felt more and more guilty.

I will apologize to him when I have time later. He should understand.

An Rand thought to himself.

"They don't like you. Come with me to my house. I have a wide place there, fun things, and a lot of ghosts to play with you. You won't be lonely."

Furong stood beside Li Qingshan, holding his shoulders, and whispered in his ear.

Guiyuan saw this and shouted, "He is from our foundation. Don't try to shake him. He won't go with you, absolutely not."

Furong smiled, looked at Li Qingshan and asked, "They said you won't go with me, right?"

Li Qingshan lowered his eyes and remained silent. He didn't answer for a while. In the surging white mist, the light of the street lamps flickered and fell on his face, forming a mottled shadow.

It looked like a group of white insects crawling on his face. His expression was therefore dark and unclear, and his eyes were completely hidden in the shadows like the sea of ​​ink, making it difficult to distinguish.

Ayn Rand stared at him closely, waiting for his answer, but he could only see his eyelashes trembling slightly, like the wings of a butterfly in the wind, weak and helpless, in clusters, very pitiful.

Guiyuan was a little anxious and asked loudly: "Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan, don't you want to stay in the foundation? Are you going to go with him? Don't you want your friends anymore?"

"Why would I not want my friends?"

Li Qingshan suddenly raised his eyes, stared at him, his eyes quickly turned red, and said loudly.

Anyone could see that there was another sentence hidden in his bitten lower lip, which was clearly that you don't want me.

Guiyuan was stunned for a moment, avoided his gaze, and whispered: "There is this clause in the contract you signed. Everything is for the foundation. You should pay anything for the foundation."

"Then what do you want me to pay now?"

Li Qingshan asked with red eyes and a smile as if he was about to cry.

Guiyuan didn't know how to open his mouth and looked at An Rand.

Ayn Rand was stunned for a moment, and almost laughed out of anger. You made the situation like this, and you want me to clean it up for you, right?

Guiyuan said in a quieter voice: "That's not my intention either."

Ayn Rand grinned and said: "After the mission is completed, how to deal with you in the future is not my intention either."

Guiyuan grinned, meaning that the punishment will be decided when the time comes, it's up to you.

Ayn Rand looked at Li Qingshan: "What the foundation wants you to do is very simple, listen to me.

Now tell the ghost next to you, you are a member of the foundation in life and a ghost of the foundation in death, and you will never go along with the enemies of the foundation."

Guiyuan frowned and thought to himself: This sounds strangely familiar, why is it so familiar? There are often such lines in strange TV dramas.

He shuddered with a chill.

When Li Qingshan heard what Ayn Rand said, he burst into laughter. The color on his cheeks turned a little red like melted strawberry candy from the paleness. His eyes widened and his pupils trembled.

He tried to control his expression and not to show that he wanted to laugh too much. He turned to look at Furong beside him, leaving everyone with only a pale side face with a little redness and a blurry black back.

Now only Furong's eyes could see the complete expression on his face.

Now the chance of being exposed was greatly reduced.

Li Qingshan relaxed a little, and a little teasing came out of his tone. He said to Furong: "You heard what they said just now. I am a member of the foundation in life and a ghost of the foundation in death.

I will not go with you."

Guiyuan couldn't help but shout excitedly: "Yes, he won't go with you, just give up on that idea."

Because of being too excited, her voice was broken.

An Rand frowned, thinking that something was wrong. Li Qingshan's attitude didn't seem to be treating an enemy.

An Rand couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Li Qingshan has remembered the so-called past life that the ghost said?

"Don't believe the information given to you by anyone other than the foundation. Ghosts will play tricks. Maybe some of the things you know are false. In short, you must not believe any ghost."

An Rand said to Li Qingshan.

Although Li Qingshan was a little confused, he still nodded.

Furong felt that her limelight had been stolen and was somewhat dissatisfied.

Furong placed her hands on Li Qingshan's shoulders, turned Li Qingshan around, held his face, let him look at her, and said to him in a tone of deep affection: "I will never lie to you."

If it weren't for the time limit, he would have wanted to recite a long poem in front of everyone to express his feelings.

He didn't believe that someone could steal the limelight from him while he was reciting the poem.

Anyway, Li Qingshan would never spoil his fun.

He believed that no matter what he wanted to do, Li Qingshan would cooperate with him.

So theoretically, reciting a long poem was completely feasible.

Guiyuan was worried that Li Qingshan was bewitched, and asked Anland anxiously: "Should we rush up or what?"

Anland waved his hand: "Be patient, looking at the current situation, the ghost will definitely not attack Li Qingshan."

Guiyuan could only sigh.

"They are too shortsighted."

Furong whispered to Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan did not nod, but just looked at him.

Ayn Rand said loudly to Fleur: "Are you willing to join the foundation? If you still don't want to, you can't have any contact with the members of the foundation, you will harm them."

Fleur turned to Ayn ​​Rand with a cold face and said: "We have already talked about this. I am willing to join the foundation. But I don't want to be instructed by you. I don't want to be ordered around by you.

If you want to say the same thing as last time, then forget it."

Ayn Rand thought for a while: "We have set up a net here, and you can't escape now. If you still don't change your mind, we will lock you up."

"If you have the guts, do it."

Fleur replied expressionlessly.

Ayn Rand waved his hand and gave the order to besiege.

Fleur returned to the system.

Everyone found that in full view of the public, the ghost actually ran away without a trace, and they were all stunned.

An Rand looked around, suspecting that Furong was just hiding and waiting for an opportunity.

Guiyuan ran to Li Qingshan and asked, "Are you okay?"

Li Qingshan shook his head and replied, "I

'm fine." "I'm glad you're okay."

Guiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you arrange for the child's head to be cut off halfway?"

Li Qingshan asked.

"That was not arranged by us."

Guiyuan looked at him carefully and said.

"Where are the team members?"

Li Qingshan asked.

"In order to leave you alone, we can only arrange for them to leave."

Guiyuan said.

Li Qingshan nodded.

An Rand asked, "Did you remember anything?"

"No, should I remember anything?"

Li Qingshan asked.

"It's okay, if you think of anything, remember to tell me."

An Rand shook his head.

"Okay."

Li Qingshan nodded.

Ayn Rand had his men check the surroundings carefully, but found nothing, so he led the team back to the foundation.

After that, some patrolled, some rested, and everything went on as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Ayn Rand called Guiyuan to his office, and while asking about the situation and comparing his memories, he prepared to write a report.

"That ghost must be very powerful, otherwise it would be impossible for him to escape the trap we set. He knew nothing before he came."

Ayn Rand said while typing on the keyboard.

"Yes, but I don't think he seems to have any intention of doing anything evil. Do we have to target him?"

Guiyuan asked.

"We are not targeting him, we are just fulfilling our duties. It is understandable that he cannot understand, but you can't understand it either?"

Ayn Rand raised his head and asked.

"It's not that I can't understand. I just think it's better to have less trouble than more. If he stays quiet and doesn't cause any trouble, we can save some time if we don't care. There's nothing wrong with that." Guiyuan

said.

"That depends on what the higher-ups say after the report is submitted. If they say they won't pursue the matter, then it's okay to perform my duties when I see him later."

An Rand said.

At this time, Li Qingshan had returned to his residence. Because An Rand said that Li Qingshan could rest before returning to the foundation, Li Qingshan planned to use this time to use the telescope to find Taylor.

If he couldn't find Taylor, he could just use another alias.

Li Qingshan picked up the mirror and said to the system, "I want to find Taylor."

"Okay, at your service,"

the system replied.

A white light flashed before Li Qingshan's eyes, and the whole person disappeared on the sofa.

The mirror slowly fell back.

Li Qingshan found himself in a small alley.

He walked out of the alley, and there were people coming and going around him, all dressed differently, but no one looked at him, as if his clothes, which were completely different from those around him, were not worth noting.

He walked into the street, and there were vendors on both sides of the road, shouting their products loudly. From time to time, customers came in, and both sides began to argue about the price, which was very lively.