Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 273 Confess Identity
How could Ai Liang possibly agree to such a face-to-face meeting request?

Who knows if they'll smash a cup as a signal when we get there?

In an instant, hundreds of armored users filed out and surrounded him.

You're saying Mus is still in their hands?

If you're here, then so be it.

Their countermeasures bureau provides a complete service from food and lodging to clothing and daily necessities, from birth to death.

Fortunately, this elderly person living alone no longer needs to worry about their future retirement.

Besides, keeping Mus undercover by Janus's side is far better than sending him to the Countermeasures Bureau for research.

Who knows, this guy might even activate a team wipe aura and redeem himself by joining the countermeasures bureau.

He went from being a hoodlum in the underworld to becoming a government official.

Achieve a successful transformation in a disillusioned middle-aged life.

In any case, the link between the Imprint and the Apostles has been severed by Ai Liang.

Mus has absolutely no need to worry about ending up like a masked user.

The previous explanation was just something Ai Liang used to fool Mu Si.

The goal is to get him to work hard.

After all, this guy only puts in 2000% effort when his own safety is at stake.

In a nutshell.

Ai Liang wasn't very interested in rescuing Mu Si.

Faced with the expected rejection.

Xia Qiyuan was not discouraged: "Hey, don't say that. Trust is something that is built up over a long period of time. How can you build trust if you won't even meet each other?"

"By the way, don't we remember meeting once back then?"

"..."

Faced with this extremely familiar sophistry, Ai Liang couldn't help but think of Xia Qiyuan from back then.

At that time, the Hermit was just an investigative journalist who anonymously provided intelligence to the police.

Xia Qiyuan used this kind of cliché to trick the then naive Ai Liang into meeting him in person.

Then, after a series of persuasive tactics, Ai Liang unwittingly became a police informant.

However, this sentence also reminded Ai Liang.

As he was thinking, he suddenly realized something.

Although Gao Bin was too far away, and the hints were buried too deep at the time, it was temporarily impossible to access them.

But for Mus, Ai Liang can immediately restore his memories.

Now that the other party already knows that his true identity is a hermit.

Then there's no need to hide the messenger's identity anymore.

Anyway, we can trace it back to the messenger through Hongying afterwards.

Ai Liang no longer hesitated and released the restrictions on the memory bank.

A copy of Mus's memories from today was made and sent back.

The spirit transference that Xia Qiyuan inherited allows him to transfer his will into another person's body and forcibly seize everything from that person, including their memories.

The original personality consciousness of the other party will fall into a long slumber under the effect of the spirit transfer.

If we were to use a more scientific approach, let's describe this ability in a way that's easy to understand.

It's roughly like the secondary personality of a person with dissociative identity disorder, eliminating the primary personality and taking over.

However, while this ability seems exaggerated, its actual use is somewhat lackluster.

First, the target of the spirit transfer must have a spiritual power equal to or less than the original body, otherwise it will be backfired.

With the power inherited by Xia Qiyuan, invading ordinary people, or even weaker fusion warriors, would be no problem.

But to think that this could be used to attack members of the Apostles, or even to make a move against the Thousand-Faced Man...

Can you guess how He Jun died back then?

Xia Qiyuan's spirit is now residing in Mu Si's body.

Mus's personality has fallen into a deep sleep, so he can naturally access his memories.

The sudden appearance of several hours' worth of memories in his mind confused Xia Qiyuan for a moment.

But as he gradually pieced together the contents of his memory, his expression changed slightly.

Ai Liang's consciousness is currently residing within the mark in Mu Si's hand.

He could clearly perceive all of Xia Qiyuan's emotions.

Ai Liang did not transmit all of Mu Si's memories at once, because that would defeat the purpose of testing him.

He then used the method of sending messages in batches to observe Xia Qiyuan's psychological state.

Sure enough, when Xia Qiyuan saw the messenger's face gradually transform into that of a hermit.

Ai Liang sensed a significant emotional fluctuation.

"Are you He Jun or Xia Qiyuan?" Ai Liang asked.

Xia Qiyuan's smile slowly faded.

For a long time afterward, the only sound inside the carriage was faint breathing.

Finally, Xia Qiyuan sighed: "Long time no see, Hermit."

I thought you'd try to argue your point.

"Is sophistry useful? Neither you nor I are the kind of people who can be persuaded by a few words. No matter how much nonsense we say, it's all nonsense."

Xia Qiyuan pulled out an unopened pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit a cigarette he hadn't smoked in a long time.

"Looks like you're still keeping an eye on me even after you've died?"

Ai Liang's cool voice echoed in Mu Si's mind.

Xia Qiyuan cursed at the seal, "You're the one who's dead! I'm alive and well right now."

"Using someone else's body?"

"You think I want to use this brute's body?"

Xia Qiyuan said irritably, "Do you know how I've survived these past ten years? Having to pretend to be someone else every day is enough to drive anyone crazy."

"At least you survived and gained power and status."

"What you're saying is wrong. We can't just look at the results. If He Jun hadn't taken me with him back then, I wouldn't have ended up with no trace of my body, would I?"
Besides, he willingly handed this body over to me; otherwise, how could an ordinary person like me possibly compete with an apostle for a body?

That's easy. Once He Jun's consciousness fades, his body will be yours.

Ai Liang was too lazy to argue with Xia Qiyuan about this matter.

Since it's none of my business, Ai Liang can't be bothered to care.

If one could acquire this kind of power by pretending for ten years, the doors of the Countermeasures Bureau would probably be bursting at the seams.

Ai Liang scoffed at Xia Qiyuan's behavior of getting the benefit and then acting innocent.

Xia Qiyuan's level of complaining was not much different from those bosses.

If workers aren't making money and bosses are complaining about being broke, then where is the money?

He rose to the top in one step, becoming a top combatant in the Countermeasures Bureau, and then he still tries to play the victim.

With such a thick skin, no wonder people in the underworld call him a two-faced scoundrel.

"By the way, this is a big secret. Not many people in the Countermeasures Bureau know about it, so you mustn't tell anyone."

Xia Qiyuan, controlling Mu Si's body, took a drag of his cigarette: "Look, I've told you such an important secret, shouldn't you do something in return?"

Xia Qiyuan didn't finish his sentence, but his intention was already very clear.

Ai Liang remained completely unmoved.

You traded a secret I already guessed for information.

What about the face?

Ai Liang clearly underestimated Xia Qiyuan's shamelessness.

The news of He Jun's death was certainly shocking.

But this secret belongs to the type that seems important but is actually completely useless.

Ai Liang learned that He Jun was dead, and then what?
What can he do with this intelligence? And who should he tell it to?

The Apostles don't care whether He Jun is dead or not.

As for the countermeasures bureau...

From the current perspective, Ai Liang's contact with the Countermeasures Bureau is entirely detrimental and offers no benefit.

Xia Qiyuan was certain that Ai Liang would not take the initiative to contact the Countermeasures Bureau.

That's why I felt comfortable and dared to speak out about it.

In short, it was a grand affair, giving people plenty of face.

The interior, however, is completely transparent.

This kind of behavior of getting something for nothing.

Ai Liang naturally retaliated: "Since you trust me so much, then I'll leave Mu Si to you."

Xia Qiyuan's lips twitched. Ai Liang's familiar style was undoubtedly learned from him.

"Mus is with me right now, so there's no question of handing him over, right?"

“But I severed the Apostles’ seal link. Without me, your every move will be seen by the Thousand-Faced Man.”

Without any psychological burden, Ai Liang used the Thousand-Faced Man's skin as bait.

If the total number of mental ability points in the entire world is one hundred.

The actual distribution was roughly as follows: Ai Liang got 100 points, Qianmianren got 100 points, and the rest of the people were owed 100 points.

Yes, it is that outrageous.

Mental health is the Bureau's weakness, and the specifics of the imprint are entirely up to Ai Liang to decide.

Anyway, they wouldn't dare to verify it themselves.

"Hermit, you probably don't get along with the Apostles, do you? As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, so why can't we join forces?"

Xia Qiyuan began to persuade Ai Liang: "You've disappeared without a trace, probably to hide your identity, right?"
With the Countermeasures Bureau backing you up, the Apostles will definitely not act like they do now, constantly creating cases to force you to show yourself.

"How about this: you help us capture the disciples, and if there are any further problems, we'll help you solve them, okay?"

Ai Liang sneered: "Heh, you mean if I don't show myself, you'll just let them kill people at will? Do you think I care whether those people live or die?"

Xia Qiyuan frowned, his expression not looking good.

Although the change in the hermit's personality was anticipated.

But he never expected that he could have fooled such a nervous, kind, and upright investigative reporter with just a few words from him back then.

It's unbelievable that he's turned into such a scheming, cold-hearted person.

I was taken to the police station yesterday afternoon, but they only asked me about some minor issues. Don't worry, I'm a law-abiding citizen, nothing bad will happen to me.
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