super species player

Chapter 84 The Prologue of the Night
Ji Ming stood in the night, condescending, like a god of death about to be executed.

This gave Jiang Qian a certain illusion as he gradually approached:

Is this here to catch me?They didn't come to arrest me...

The next moment, Ji Ming had disappeared from the rock wall, and when he appeared in front of Jiang Qian, the shocking battle ax had disappeared.

"Minister." Jiang Qian greeted the other party quietly.

Ji Ming's usual gloomy gaze stayed on Jiang Qian's face for a while, then slowly and carefully looked him up and down, and then said: "Evolved to the second state, congratulations."

Jiang Qian was kind and generous: "Thank you, Minister, for your concern. I didn't expect you to come here in person."

"Mr. Lan is still in the hospital, so it's not convenient to come here." Ji Ming said, made a simple gesture, turned around and walked towards the mountain road hundreds of meters away.

That's not what I meant... Jiang Qian kept up with the pace and asked the question he was concerned about: "How is Teacher Ye doing now?"

"There is no danger to life at the moment."

Ji Ming knew everything: "But her crisis is not her injury. Ye Xiaojing was diagnosed and assessed to have a high risk of mutation, and she confessed to the live-eating mutant, which aroused the anger of Donghai's high-level officials. She has been isolated and supervised , pending punishment. Mr. Lan is coordinating this matter."

Sure enough... Jiang Qian felt a little heavy.

This is not only a pity for Ye Xiaojing, but even he himself has a deep understanding. I wonder if one day he will become a target of supervision because of "out of control"-the mitigation or solution must be implemented as soon as possible.

"What will happen if she is supervised, can she still be cured?"

"It's hard to say." Ji Ming only gave two words this time.

When the two approached the side of the mountain road, Jiang Qian saw the flickering lights on the opposite side and other search and rescue vehicles.

Obviously Ji Ming was not the only one who came here this time, it was Ji Ming who made sure that he would not come into contact with any suspicious people as soon as he returned.

"Did the escort mission go smoothly?" Jiang Qian asked suddenly.

"The metamorphosis has successfully arrived in Beijing." Ji Ming said without hesitation, "The fish has bitten the hook, and you are the bait."

You're quite frank, don't you tell me about this dangerous situation?Could it be because of guilt that he came to act as a Dharma protector in person and guarded me to leave the customs... Jiang Qian immediately expressed his understanding: "It is so."

Looking back at the many processes of this escort, we can get a glimpse of some clues.

For example: there are so many paths from Jinping to Beijing, but the execution team chose the inefficient train to travel;

Another example: the female doctor who exists to ensure the survival status of the mutant has never checked the situation in the box since she got on the car, and completely ignores his function as an escort, etc.

Of course, Jiang Qian still had a lot of questions about this escort mission, such as the betrayal of the Bears and the safety of the escort, but it was not Ji Ming's obligation to tell him.

Ji Ming didn't immediately ask him about the content of this dungeon.

After answering a few phone calls during the period, Ji Ming and Jiang Qian set foot on the road.

"Don't go home tonight." Ji Ming put away the phone and said.

"Okay." Jiang Qian had long been mentally prepared: the incident was extraordinary, and the leader must have a lot of things to confirm with himself.

"Stay at my house."

"?"

Ji Ming took out the car key from his pocket, pressed it and threw it to Jiang Qian.

"There is navigation in the car." He didn't even bother to explain where he lived.

From the looks of it, Jiang Qian was ready to work overtime as a driver.

However, it backfired.

"Minister, that," Jiang Qian, who took the fiery red car keys, looked at the leader who was about to open Enzo's passenger door in embarrassment, "I don't have a driver's license."

"Oh, it's okay." Ji Ming glanced at him, and continued to open the car door.

"I mean," Jiang Qian coughed lightly, and finally confessed, "I don't know how to drive."

Ji Ming looked over with a blank face.

……

A few minutes later, Jiang Qianan sat in the passenger seat of the Ferrari Enzo, racking his brains to explain to his sister why he couldn't go home tonight:
"Yes, I'm working overtime. Well, the company has a very urgent project today... What's wrong with the intern? Can't the intern make some contributions to the company's development?"

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'm busy...don't forget to ask Teacher Tang for leave for me, hang up~"

Putting the phone away, Jiang Qian let out a long sigh, and continued to enjoy the silky smoothness of leading driving skills.

Ji Ming held the steering wheel with his usual indifferent expression:
"girlfriend?"

"My sister."

There was no communication along the way.

The main reason is that Ji Ming's residence arrived after the car drove for a short time.

Located in the south of Jinping's well-known wealthy area, the entire circled area has been laid out fortifications that are hidden and invisible to the naked eye.

This is not counting the facilities and institutions that Jiang Qian could not identify.

Ji Ming's villa is located in the center of the garden. He drove all the way to the gate, and the security personnel took over the vehicle for him.

Jiang Qian even felt that the degree of exaggeration of the construction of this place was comparable to the Duke Highlander's mansion.But the overall atmosphere gives people the illusion of being low-key and restrained.

He looked at the silhouette of Ji Ming in the front right: this is an extreme and contradictory person.

But this impression immediately dissipated, and contradictions are always relative. Out of the habit of observation and analysis, Jiang Qian began to try to find the internal logic that caused the leader's various behaviors.

After following Ji Ming into the door, a woman with a gentle temperament and a gentle appearance but dressed in professional suits greeted her.

"Minister, your video conference with Elder Jin will start in 20 minutes."

"Well, arrange a room for him."

Ji Ming handed the coat to Mo Sheng, and said to Jiang Qian: "My assistant, Mo Sheng. I can't take care of you right now. I'll rest tonight and find me in the study tomorrow morning."

"Good minister."

Jiang Qian glanced at the weird tattoo on Jiming's body, only to realize that it was not a decoration that showed his personality.Instead, some of the originally hideous scars were covered up with artistic treatment.

At this moment, he really wanted to take out his secret glasses to see if these tattoos meant anything else.

After watching Ji Ming go upstairs alone, Jiang Qian walked through the villa with a woman named Mo Sheng.

Along the way, Jiang Qian saw a series of facilities that did not match Ji Ming's identity: pianos, violins, studios, record walls, and room configurations that seemed to be listening rooms.

"Are these all minister's interests?" Jiang Qian asked casually.

Mo Sheng smiled: "It's not a hobby, he's a professional."

Professional...Jiang Qian tried to understand this description, and imagined the contradictory picture that Ji Ming created when he was doing these things.

"Before joining the Predator family, the minister was a famous nobleman in the capital, and he received an elite education since he was a child. He was a famous talent at that time."

Jiang Qian noticed that when Mo Sheng said this, there was a faint glint of pride in Mo Sheng's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"I can't tell." Jiang Qian sighed softly.

"Because the predator family doesn't need an artist." Mo Sheng said softly, "We have to face some trade-offs."

"Well, I heard that the minister is the trump card of the predator family, can't even he be willful?"

"Because he can, he can't."

Jiang Qian didn't continue: "Sorry, I just asked casually."

"It's okay, he doesn't care."

Later, Jiang Qian was taken to a suite.The suite was fully equipped. After washing, he changed into a set of clean clothes and enjoyed a delicious supper.

"You can ring the bell directly for food and living needs, and call me for other urgent matters." This is Mo Sheng's explanation before leaving.

Jiang Qian came to the window, trying to perceive the distribution of people in the villa with his spiritual vision, but failed as expected.

The house seemed to be enveloped by a magnetic field, limiting his super-species abilities.

"Predator family..."

He began to recall the theoretical lessons that Lan Junxian had taught him before. The concept of "big families" was defined in this way: high-level elites who hold cards of the same or similar species, through the form of forming a family, win over A large number of allies form a community of interests in the super-species world.

Therefore, there is no so-called blood relationship between the elites of the major families, but a special relationship bound by identity, race and interests.

"Survival, profit, power..."

Jiang Qian came to this simple conclusion: the most likely option that is enough for a person to let go of himself and take a completely different path.

Looking back at the recent events, the value system presented by the super-species world gradually formed a clear context in Jiang Qian's mind.

But there seems to be something missing.

He thought over and over again from his own rational and objective perspective: the thick, imperceptible, and cold rules go hand in hand, but more vital...

This abstract thought was soon interrupted.

Jiang Qian lowered his eyelids.

At the moment, there are more specific things to worry about: the peacock spider, the black alliance that is also coveting his own, animal instinct, and the news about Jiang Yang that needs to be verified.

……

late at night.

In the damp underground prison, the fire flickered.

The corpses of the tortured victims presented strange and terrifying forms: the expressions were distorted in pain, the bodies were swollen or torn, and the horror or despair before death remained in the bloodshot eyes.

Follow the lingering wailing reputation to look.

An "old woman" wrapped in a black cloak, with a black face and sunken eyes, is using a strange form of torture to extract a confession from her captive.

……

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