Chapter 67
Shen Jian tried to find something to do for his other self who was smiling and mocking him: "Isn't it time to change the information defense in your tower? How come Solomon bypassed the main hub and invaded the camera equipment without even saying hello?"
[Chen Jian] raised his eyebrows and sat on the sofa without moving, clearly wanting to watch the show.
He responded gently, "Ah, maybe there is something wrong with your memory? It was you who left your photography for him to see in order to appease that 'Yun', right?"
Shen Jian said nothing, took off the headset and placed it on the table.
He did have some concerns that the cloud's state might be unstable.
He wanted to see him, but couldn't, and had to continue on the path he had chosen. Under so many struggles, if Shen Jian still didn't let Yun see him, he wasn't sure what Yun would do.
However, all of this was completely overturned after Yun just made a communication.
Shen Jian sighed lightly, and tapped the tabletop very close to the headset with his fingertips, "Yun, once asked me for a task."
"Hmm?" [Chen Jian] picked up the teacup and responded indifferently. The warm lights in the room dimmed along with the low voice.
But the two were not affected by the vision at all, and they didn't even think of raising their voices. Shen Jian silently reproduced the layout of the office in his mind to calm his almost helpless mood.
He shook his head. "He had a mission to screen civilians entering the battlefield, so he went to the surface for a legitimate reason. I guess he went to find the laboratory left by the ancient century at that time."
"And the mission reward he requested from me," Shen Jian stroked the slightly bouncing earphone tassel, "...is to be incorporated into the Wuyan Tower after the war, and to be qualified to give me a token of allegiance."
[Chen Jian] did not interrupt his thoughts and looked at him calmly.
His peripheral vision paused for a moment on the headset that vibrated for the second time on the desk, and then he looked away as if nothing had happened.
Shen Jian didn't answer, which already showed his attitude.
Just like what Chen Jian had said to him in his spare time, in that world Chen Xiuzhu chose to leave the Wuyan Tower. No matter what the reason, betrayal is betrayal.
"Alas." Shen Jian sighed, "How could that be? In fact, my anger has been barely subsided after beating you up..."
[Chen Jian] leaned back quickly, "You go talk to him. This obviously has nothing to do with me anymore. He is your subordinate, not mine."
Shen Jian didn’t say anything, feeling very tired.
They were silent in silence for a while, and finally Shen Jian relented, “Okay.”
He skipped all confrontations with [Chen Jian] and dragged the progress bar to the final result. Even though they had not communicated, this response seemed very baffling.
But [Chen Jian] seemed to have been waiting for this answer. He calmly put down the teacup, his tone still calm, "Before I finish my investigation, you stay here for a while, I will ask Shen An to come and accompany you."
Chen Jian watched [Chen Jian] walk over and take the headset from his hand, and hummed softly.
The door was mercilessly closed in front of Shen Jian. He sat on the chair in silence for a while. The light detected the figure, but it dimmed again because of the endless silence.
Shen Jian slightly turned his head to look at the French window on the left, where he seemed to be able to glimpse a tiny light that almost blended into the darkness.
Five minutes later, Shen An knocked on the door, turned it and came in, and saw Shen Jian leaning calmly on the chair, not knowing what he was thinking about, with his eyes downcast.
He paused, then called out, "Sir?"
Shen Jian agreed, so Shen An relaxed and closed the door, walked slowly to Shen Jian, paused, knelt on one knee silently, and took off his sword and placed it beside him.
"What's wrong with you?" He seemed afraid of disturbing Shen Jian's thoughts, and his voice was even lighter than the footsteps of a wild bird just now, like a feather carefully placed on the water.
He looked at Shen Jian very seriously, his hands slightly clenched into fists and placed on his knees.
Shen Jian leaned sideways, supported his head, closed his eyes, and quietly thought about some old things.
Now his posture was very similar to that of the leader at that time, but at that time the leader sat in the darkness of nothingness, silent and dead, but Shen Jian was always in the warm light.
"He asked you to come?" Shen Jian asked calmly without opening his eyes.
Shen An paused, nodded slightly, and immediately realized that Shen Jian couldn't see, so he whispered, "The leader of the Wuyan Tower called me to accompany you; he said that you will be here for about a week."
“…Did something happen?” Shen An asked softly with his eyes downcast, his hands clenched a little more, almost unable to resist the urge to hug Shen Jian.
It was nothing more than what Shen An thought. Judging from the tone of [Shen Jian] informing him, this was simply an inexplicable and rapid confinement of Shen Jian in an independent space, even if this place was the leader's room.
His dark lips couldn't help but purse, and he was almost furious at this possibility.
Even if he was the gentleman's peer, if he really killed the gentleman without saying a word... without giving him an explanation, he would not let it go.
Shen Jian finally opened his eyes and glanced at Shen An, then slowly touched his head and calmly comforted him, “Don’t worry.”
“It’s better to say that I walked in by myself.” Shen Jian lowered his eyes and patted Shen An’s shoulder, motioning him to stand up.
The carpet under the desk had been removed because of the doubled data cables and transmission cables. The sound of the knees touching the hard floor reminded Shen Jian of Shen Xiuzhu's legs that were damaged due to staying in a cold space for many years.
Moreover, Shen Xiuzhu would rather die than receive treatment.
He couldn't help but urge Shen An to stand up again.
Shen Jian picked and chose to briefly recount the existence of Yun, and then comforted Shen An, who seemed unhappy, again, "When he said that he might be the consciousness of Wu Yan Tower, I was already walking towards the leader's room."
Shen Jian said calmly, "Let's not talk about whether he is really the consciousness of Wu Yan Tower. If I really know him, then all of this may have been arranged by me, and I am in danger now."
“In that case, if I don’t go to the leader’s room, then [Chen Jian] will have someone call me away.”
Shen An was stunned for a moment, and slowly went over the information in his mind.
"You're saying that you're afraid that 'backtracking' is something you've planned in advance, so you want to veto it before the possible triggering conditions occur?"
“Yeah.” Shen Jian said calmly.
Yun emphasized twice that he is "Chen Jian's Wuyan Tower consciousness" rather than "Wuyan Tower's consciousness". He belongs to Chen Jian alone.
Therefore, this has nothing to do with any Chen Jian, and it doesn’t even have anything to do with his former self - [Chen Jian].
It is very likely that it was something he did during the time he was a lawyer. Of course, if what Yun said is true, then the extent of the memory of "four years as a lawyer" remains to be seen.
But he remembered nothing.
Shen Jian stroked his fingers, staring at the tangled network of veins under the table with his eyes downcast indifferently. His already numb brain was stimulated by the noise of nerves. He threw away all fatigue and plunged fiercely into a new round of thinking. The extremities almost wanted to jump out of the thin skin and connect to the network.
And he - damn, God knows what he was thinking before?
Shen Jian calmly examined himself and made thousands of assumptions about possible contact with Wuyan Tower's consciousness, but he crossed them all out one by one.
It doesn't make sense.
Just like Shen Jian denied at the Spire Conference that "his crossing was a game of the original owner", all the hypotheses and possibilities that he was quickly intercepted after discovering these arrangements were crossed out one by one.
[Chen Jian] knew very well what he wanted to do. The moment he first stepped into the leader's room, he thought about whether he should turn around and go directly to find Yun instead of staying here honestly to be "examined", but he was stopped by [Chen Jian] intentionally or unintentionally.
They exchanged a look, and Shen Jian was convinced by the disapproval that [Shen Jian] silently revealed.
He admitted that [Chen Jian]'s calm and ordinary gaze calmed him down very well - there was no vigilance or pity in the eyes of his other self, which was good.
Of course, no one could shake Shen Jian's decision. His other self just gave him a reason to enter the leader's room.
Or...did he once believe that Shen Jian was not a good person now?
Shen Jian glanced at Shen An beside him.
Chen An will become Mo Yi, this was his choice in the previous world.
Shen Jian retracted his gaze and was silent for a while.
His pupils reflected the warm lights and heavy curtains in the leader's room. He lowered his eyes nonchalantly and picked up a document to look at it. "Wait a moment, [Chen Jian] will check it out. If this is really the case..."
Then the end of all this would only require Shen Jian to commit suicide.
To be honest, Shen Jian did have some hope for this outcome - compared to the other option, his endless work and favors.
Shen An didn't say anything. He stood up from his kneeling position and stood quietly behind Shen Jian. After a moment, he couldn't help but dragged a small carpet from the corner and placed it at Shen Jian's feet.
Chen Jian, who was holding the file and restoring the writing style of [Chen Jian]:?
Then he received a chestnut-haired child who was curled up in silence on his legs.
Child. Chen An is only a teenager this year.
Shen Jian paused, sighed for a long time, put down the documents, leaned back, and touched the dark hair beside him.
"Don't be afraid," the very young leader said softly to comfort the child who was holding onto his clothes tightly with pursed lips, "You will not be left behind."
He swore that you would not become the second Mo Yi.
Shen Jian thought calmly and firmly.
He will end the cycle, no matter how many times it repeats, whether he dies or not.
But soon his thoughts were interrupted by Shen An. The child tugged at his clothes and took advantage of Shen Jian's inexplicable care for him to ask pitifully, "Can I ask you a question?"
The complex emotions in Shen Jian’s heart still existed, so he also responded in a low voice, “Yeah.”
So Shen An said, "The leader of Wu Yan Tower, your counterpart, also has a subordinate named Shen An, but I secretly checked many times and there is no 'Shen An' or 'Mo Yi'."
Shen Jian froze as he stroked the soft chestnut fur.
He heard the soul-questioning voice of the child on his lap, "Sir, who are these two people? Who are you looking through me?"
Shen Jian's eyes went dark.
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