Chapter 65 This is probably the worst time the system has ever cheated me
Episode 65 This is probably the worst time the system has ever let me down
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As soon as the thought of dissuading him came to my mind, I quickly gained the strength to support myself. Just as I was about to sit up, a breath of foul air came up from my chest. Even if I wanted to endure it, my body organs couldn't help it instinctively. They contracted violently as if they were shocked by an AED defibrillator. Finally I realized that I was about to vomit, so I put my hands and feet together, aimed at the trash can and vomited violently.
Looking at the mess in the trash can, I felt a little sorry for the cleaner.
After silently saying sorry to them in my heart, I quickly criticized my body again, "I actually drank so much in broad daylight..."
Just as he said one sentence, another breath came up to his throat.
Wow – sorry!
I really can’t bear it…
"Cuckoo Cuckoo"
(A disguised sound effect is placed here)
Ten minutes later, I sat on a bench next to the sidewalk and let myself go. I vomited until I was exhausted, and then I was very thirsty. There was no automatic water dispenser around, and I was too lazy to move. Not to mention, the little pigeon was sitting on my head. I was afraid that if I moved my head, I would throw it out.
Now, restore your heart rate and organize your thoughts through meditation.
Anubis's sky is so blue...
I just have this little thought in my heart.
There was another familiar head right above his head. Even though it was against the light, the look of disdain was particularly obvious.
"I couldn't find anyone at your place. I didn't expect you to be drunk until noon and still unconscious."
My mind was racing, but I was so drunk that my brain was numb. Even my consciousness seemed to be running on 2G. It was extremely difficult to send out a voice message. "What... are you thinking?"
"Cui Shi, Captain Cui, I didn't expect you could still remember who I am?"
Why does He Qisi speak so sarcastic and mean...
In my memory, He Qisi is a sunny and cheerful boy. Sometimes he is like a little sparrow that is over-energized. I quite like him. Is this because my alias has a bad personality, so it also angered him?
Why do the cards given by the card drawing system all have personalities that are opposite to mine?
Am I just a person with a bad personality?
Or does the system assume that I have a bad personality?
The latter thought hit me hard.
However, He Qisi didn't care how broken my heart was, and he just grabbed my arm and lifted it up, "Didn't we agree to investigate the drowning case? If you don't handle this small case, I will be implicated by you." This was so rude that even my little dove flew away.
My center of gravity was still on my lower body, and he just pulled my upper body up, which only worked on my arms and shoulders and did not help me get up at all. The most terrifying thing was that he grabbed me from behind and used the wrong direction of force. My back hit the solid back of the chair completely, and my flesh was repeatedly rubbed against it due to the center of gravity and the pulling force.
After a long time without any relief, I pulled my arm out of his grasp and said, "I can stand up by myself."
As he stood up, he caught a glimpse of the tall and slender shadow of the electric pole rising up from the corner of his eye. Although the reflected figure is not as clear as imagined, it is still vaguely visible that the young man has short silver-white hair, but it is obvious that it is dyed hair because black hair has appeared on the top of his head.
This seems to be younger than expected.
Next to the chair there is a beige fisherman's hat with some dust and stains, and next to it is a little pigeon.
I looked closely at this pigeon, which was the same species as the one I had encountered at the seaside before, and fell into deep thought. Although I did not have the ability to recognize the differences between each bird, the more I looked at it, the more I felt that this little pigeon seemed to have been seen somewhere before. Perhaps it understood my thoughts, the little pigeon nestled in the seat, its furry little chest naturally raised.
The whole thing is just a ball of fur.
It’s you——!
Right!
I was surprised and happy. This added a bit of warmth and intimacy to my helpless and lonely life of changing identities.
I quickly asked He Qisi, "Where did this little pigeon come from?"
"Who knows? You picked it up from the trash can yourself, right? It was there when you came here before." He Qisi was unwilling to wait for me. When he saw me stand up, he strode towards his parked car and said, "Hurry up, we still need your signature."
There is not much useful information here, but it is obvious that the owner of the other side of the pigeon is still An Qingyan.
I called the pigeons to go on the road together. He sat in the passenger seat again, and before I could sit firmly, He Qisi started the engine in a hurry and walked out. After feeling a strong push on my back, I glanced at He Qisi and officially started searching for my personal information.
The phone still has the card drawing software installed.
This time the character card is of a silver-haired young man wearing a fisherman's hat, an off-white jacket and sports trousers. The character on the card uses his thumb and index finger to lift the brim of his hat too high, revealing a pair of cat-like eyes, revealing laziness and a casualness that can be irritating at any time.
Choi Shi
"22 years old, came from the Anubis Armed Police Command, and was parachuted into the position of captain of the 53rd Special Service Team. Currently, he is mainly responsible for interns and case management. Rumor has it that he applied for a job in the Special Service Team from the Command in order to find someone. His current term is 14 days."
"He has a stubborn personality and likes to find faults. Few people can catch his eye. He is a strong individualist and is addicted to alcohol..."
The last commentary made the nerves in my head ache.
If his body's reactions tell him that drinking makes him feel so uncomfortable, then unless he likes to be self-abusive, he is not the type of person who likes drinking so easily.
His body's metabolic capacity is questionable.
I don't want to drink.
Complaining silently to myself, I stared at the bottom of this ID card of unknown origin, which also had the words "Vita 100h" written on it.
The usage of this card should be the same as the previous "Kangli".
According to the content of the third episode of the comic "Folding", Shang Hexing and Fu Lin communicated with each other about what happened after they exchanged identities, and focused their attention on Vita. When they told me last night that they were going to investigate the Mingsheng case, they said they were going to start pretending to have a disagreement and a fight by the river, so that others would think they could split up their small group and give other organizations an opportunity to swoop in.
To put it more clearly, Shang Hexing and his team wanted to use Shang Hexing's authority key to go undercover inside Vita, so as to find out the truth of this world more quickly.
Of course I support it.
Therefore, a scene of the two people fighting again appeared in the comics, and they wanted to show it to other people around them. What they didn't expect was that after the two people fell into the water, their souls accidentally exchanged with each other again.
They didn't show much of an emotional breakdown on the surface, probably because they knew I was there.
However, in the comics, both of them were almost petrified.
This scene almost made me quickly get rid of the sad mood.
The comments were filled with gloating laughter.
When I went back to check the plot of the comics, I skipped my part and carefully read the plot content involving only Shang Hexing and Fu Lin to see how they broke the ice. In fact, they have started to cooperate, but I still feel that there is an irreconcilable gap between them.
Perhaps this part of the misunderstanding may require a higher level of trust between each other to be resolved?
Once they can talk openly about the things in the main god space, they should become good friends, right?
The progress of this part is still within my acceptable range.
After all, they all have memories of killing each other, and they have become inseparable friends without talking it out or going through the ordeal of life and death. This is not reasonable from the perspective of plot and emotional logic.
And what can I do in my current capacity to help them reconcile?
I thought hard.
But it didn't take too long before I saw the car stopped at a familiar bird cafe. On the steps outside the car, Fu Lin's brand dealer He Xing was supporting the weak black-haired young man, while Fu Lin himself was watching the situation closely with his eyes.
It turns out that the case He Qisi was talking about was the Mingsheng case.
As I suddenly realized it, I felt that this scene was like breaking the fourth wall.
I am like a reader who has traveled into a comic book where "I" exists.
In comics, I am always too lazy to read more, or I am unwilling to read them because I feel that the content is too exaggerated and grandiose; however, in this situation, I found that I was like a cat walking on the road and found a mirror. I couldn't help but start observing and testing it, and subconsciously looked at it several more times.
I really grew taller!
Look at the pants I wore before, they all look shorter.
Maybe, after these 100 hours, I will be 1.85 meters tall?
I immediately felt happy.
But before I could finish admiring my own height, He Qisi rolled down the window before stopping the engine, "What's wrong with Li Zhi?"
After this voice came out, several people on the opposite side also looked over.
As Shang Hexing said, "Li Zhi seems to have heatstroke," the shock in Fu Lin's eyes when he looked at me was like the sound of a huge bell, deafening.
He first looked at me, then quickly looked at Shang Hexing and Li Zhi, then immediately looked at me, and then looked at Jerry next to him.
He completed the intricate eye play in just one second.
Jerry only had a dumb look on his face.
"Boss?"
I didn't actually hear what he said clearly, but when I saw his lip movements, I realized the key points of what he said.
This sentence made me subconsciously lower my head and take a picture of my own face with my phone——
I realized I had made a huge mistake.
Influenced by comics, I think as long as a person changes his hairstyle and outfit, it becomes a different character.
But the truth is, I look exactly like Tang Li’s alias.
“…”
This is probably the worst time the system has ever screwed me over.
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