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Chapter 23 You are not [Truth], but [Truth] can be you(1/2)

In the dark room, a man was talking to Lin Yuan. If he ignored the layer of glass, it might really be just the two of them.

People appear in wisdom and perish from wisdom. This kind of thing is passed down from generation to generation like firewood, but self-righteous wisdom is not wisdom.

"Madam, please tell the truth!" The man looked at Lin Yuan with disdain and said angrily.

"What I said is indeed the truth, but the right of trust is in your hands." Lin Yuan spread his hands. He never thought that he was the one who brought others here before. Good guy, now he goes in alone.



Because Lin Yuan couldn't turn off the training mecha no matter what, he felt two people rushing towards him quickly, so he decided to sit down and tease the little hacker sister who woke up beside him.

"Tsk tsk, you're pretty, why are you so dark-hearted? Sure enough, Bronya is right, the women out there are either dark-hearted or temptresses." Lin Yuan touched the little hacker sister's cheek, and it was so tender. Soft and fragrant.

"Get your dirty hands off!"

"Hey, I have a bad temper."

"You, Changhe, are absolutely crazy!"

"Whatever you say, there's another point. From what I'm saying now, maybe it's not a long river, right?"

"?"

Lin Yuan slowly stood up and patted the dust on his body. His snow-white clothes were showing off at this time, but when he looked at his hair, Lin Yuan frowned slightly. He used to have short hair, but now that he has long hair, he feels weird. .

It's like neural perception is on top.

Lin Yuan, who decided to find a haircut for him one day, came to the hacker man, searching for something...

"You bitch, get off my brother!"

"?"

Boom——

Lin Yuan knocked her little head with disdain. As soon as he took out a USB flash drive from the man, he heard this little sister calling him a bitch. Lin Yuan felt helpless. Does the pretty one have to be a boy?

"Hands up! Don't resist, here... um? Captain? Is this your sister?"

Lin Yuan looked at himself who came in now, looked at the appearance of little pudding, and exclaimed slightly, "Huh? I became the captain of a team at such a young age. I am really awesome."

'Lin Yuan' looked at Lin Yuan with a smile in the distance and fell into deep thought...

Then, I was invited in...



"Are you challenging Changhe's official authority?!"

"Whatever you say, everything I just said is indeed true."

Lin Yuan then turned to look at the glass and greeted 'Lin Yuan' on the side of the glass.

"Lao Zhang, let me do it instead."

"……good!"

Looking at Chief Chen who walked in, Lin Yuan's blue eyes flashed with light. Lin Yuan was very grateful to this Chief Chen.

"Sir, let's start over."

"please."

"Who is your Excellency?"

"An unimportant person, but to you, he is just a familiar person."

"Why did you come to Changhe?"

"I just thought of some bad things."

"Are you referring to the two Mao country thieves?"

"right"

"Then why?"

"This is my business."

"Then what is your name?"

Lin Yuan looked at the officer in front of him with a smile, then stood up and walked to the table. Ranhe faced the mirror and said word by word to "Lin Yuan" on the other side of the mirror: "My name is Lin Yuan."



After asking some irrelevant questions, Lin Yuan was taken to Changhe Prison, which is a gathering place for international drug lords and arms dealers.

They were waiting for the punishment they deserved, and Lin Yuan was labeled as an intruder.

As for why, Lin Yuan could probably guess that in order to maintain peace between the two countries, the charges against the two were pinned on Lin Yuan.

He seemed to have never noticed before that the organization seemed to be rotten...

"Hey, is your name Lin Yuan?"

Lin Yuan smiled when he saw the person coming to the side. He also had blue eyes, but there was endless killing intent, confusion, and expectation in his eyes.

This is what [Bingren] looked like back then, not what Yuan or Lin Yuan looked like five years later.

"Yes, um——, let me think about it, what should I call you?"

"Just call me Yuan."

"Don't you think it's weird to use someone else's name?"

"What do you mean?!"

Lin Yuan looked at 'Lin Yuan' with a smile. The two Linzi met, one five years later and the other five years ago. It was like a conversation across time and space!

"Shouldn't you know best what I'm saying?"

"..."

"Heh-huh-I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language!"

Seeing 'Lin Yuan' take out the firearm in his hand, Lin Yuan still smiled. Looking at the pistol that he had not been able to take away, Lin Yuan's eyes were full of complexity.

"Let me think about it, Yuan? No, Lin Yuan? Yes, Yuan is dead, and he died in front of you."

Bang!



…?



My name is Lin Yuan. I am very confused now. I seem to be in a loop again...

After I said my name, I was taken into the prison of the base, and then another me came to me and asked about me.

Then I never expected that he would actually shoot me. Why didn’t I know that I was so murderous before?

But when I fell asleep, I went to the conference room again, and it was the same officer, the same questions, and the same substitutions.

What should I do? It’s very urgent...







"Thirty-five"





"Ninety-eighth time"



"One hundred and twenty-three times..."



After a total of one hundred and fifty times, Lin Yuan's spirit collapsed. If he hadn't learned from the past, he would probably go crazy now.

"[Reason], my rationality, what on earth is going on?" Lin Yuan was lying on the bed, exhausted and collapsed on the ground.

"..."

"I know you can hear it, I know you can hear it! I know you can hear it!!"

"..."

"Tell me the answer, tell me!"

"..."




To be continued...
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