Daily Life at Conan Undercover Distillery

The two looked at each other for a while.

Jiang Yizhi put his hand in his pocket, and his whole body remained in a very relaxed posture. He took off his sunglasses with one hand, smiled lightly, and leaned forward: "I'm sorry. Do you know me?"

With his thumb on the frame of the sunglasses, he pressed **** the fulcrum, and the sunglasses spun around smoothly in his hand.

"I don't know what your name is?"

The man adjusted his standing posture and was about to speak, but Jiang Yizhi suddenly raised the hand holding the sunglasses, and the sunglasses in his hand were suddenly thrown towards his face.

Almost reflexively, the man tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and wanted to cover his sunglasses with his hand. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Yizhi's hand had already touched his face.

A hand grabbed his wrist.

"Don't move." The other party sighed slowly, "In public, are you going to fight with me?"

Jiang Yizhi also had no desire to move.

His right wrist was still being grasped, but the whole person was still calm, his left hand was in his pocket, and he never moved from the beginning to the end.

It means like I give you a hand.

The man was holding the sunglasses on the left and the person on the right. Both of his hands could not be idle. He paused for a few seconds and simply let go of Jiang Yizhi's wrist.

As he put it away, he asked affirmatively, "Don't do anything, talk well."

——This person is easy.

When he got the answer he wanted, Jiang Yizhi lowered his eyebrows and nodded his head without pollution.

Artificial skin and human skin, if the craftsmanship is not good, feel slightly different to the touch, just like filling teeth, filling with resin, compared with original teeth, the feeling is not very different.

Of course, this flaw can be made up with the advancement of production technology.

According to the evaluation criteria given by the system, once it reaches the level of [Proficient], the disguise mask worn on the face is basically similar to normal skin.

The man in front of him doesn't have many problems with his skin, but his attitude of not letting his face pinch is like saying plainly - I've changed my face.

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There are cafes around.

They each ordered a cup of coffee. The man lazily found a corner seat and sat down. He stretched his legs and said, "Let's talk?"

In the store, the indoor temperature was warmer than the outdoor temperature. Jiang Yizhi simply took off his hat. He showed his face and said softly, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Introduce myself first, my name is Gray Sheep." The man leaned on the chair, his legs were not straight, and the cuffs of his clothes were pushed up to his elbows.

As he spoke, he took two napkins, rolled them into a ball, and threw them into his trousers pocket. One of the pieces of paper was not tucked properly, and was swaggering out of the pocket.

He has an unremarkable face, and his movements are condescending, but he can attract people's attention just by sitting there.

Jiang Yizhi didn't speak and looked at him quietly.

Gray Sheep paused for a while, and got no other reaction, then sighed in disappointment: "No, why aren't you surprised? It's too unfulfilling."

"My mind is a little confused." Jiang Yizhi took a sip of coffee and lowered his eyes, "I don't know what to call you now, Grey Sheep, Chijiang Yesan, or... father?"

He said this easily, but those who listened were suffocated.

The smile on the man's face froze for a moment: "..."

"..."

Silence.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

After a long time, the man raised his eyebrows and leaned back relaxed: "What do you mean? Do you want to recognize me as a father?"

Jiang Yizhi didn't continue, and changed the subject: "Why don't you tell me why you didn't die first, I almost bought you an urn and a cemetery."

"Yes, the supporting facilities are quite complete after death." The man praised with admiration, "Is the mourning hall set up?"

Jiang Yizhi: "..."

He rubbed his temples.

The memories that belonged to the original owner were piled up in his mind again, and the mess started to get mixed up.

A few months ago, when he had just crossed into this world, he read Chijiangzhi's memory at a glance.

——It's like watching a movie, from a first-person perspective.

Jiang Yizhi was born in mud in his previous life. When he was a child, he still had spare money for three melons and two dates. He had time to read a book and buy a toy. The older he grew up, the poorer he became. With a gambling debt of 300,000 yuan, half of his twenty-eight years have been struggling with money.

After work, I am not short of money, because the nature of the occupation is rather special, and there is a shortage of life.

And Chi Jiangzhi's background is completely different from his.

The original owner has always had good academic performance since childhood. He has a wealthy family. He has a wide range of interests and has no shortage of friends. He has always been a child of someone else's family. Apart from having wet the bed once at the age of five, and watching Masquerade inappropriately at the age of sixteen, there are basically no flaws.

He was well raised since he was a child, and he has a deep relationship with his parents, so when the first major man-made accident in his life came, he was hit the hardest.

In Chi Jiangzhi's memory, before his parents had a car accident, his life was prosperous, harmonious and friendly, but in fact... this was his own beautiful subjective imagination.

At least Jiang Yizhi took a cursory glance at ~www.readwn.com~ The father of the original owner who was killed in a car accident, Nosan Chijiang, was not an ordinary company executive.

He originally thought that when he was free, he would sort out the information about Chijiang Yesan, and analyze the opponent's movement trajectory, but before the day he was free, he found that Chijiang Yesan was still alive.

So Duan Duan was sitting right in front of him.

Jiang Yizhi didn't speak, and the man gradually put away the smile at the corners of his mouth. He sighed and raised his hands: "Okay, I wanted to surprise Xiaozhi, but you guessed it..."

He took off the disguise mask.

Under the mask is a face with a six-pointed image of He Jiang Yi, but the edges and corners are more distinct and slightly thinner. Even if the chin is unshaven, a clear jawline can be seen.

——It looks like Nosan Chijiang who has grown a beard and lost a circle.

"I got two stitches on my chin, and I covered it with a beard." Chijiang Yesan leaned back in the chair, his eyes full of smiles, "How did you recognize me?"

"Just now, when you touched my wrist." Jiang Yizhi was silent for a while, and said, "The hand feels too familiar."

He began to doubt when he got the photo yesterday.

Gray Sheep's face looked really familiar, unlike others, like Chi Jiangzhi's face in this life.

When he was really sure when he called "Dad" just now, Nosan Chijiang's reaction was equivalent to not attacking himself.

From the beginning to the end, if Chijiang Yesan was willing to put on a serious outfit, he would not have fallen so casually.

"...That's it." Chijiang Yesan coughed, "I'm careless."

Just thinking about making an unfamiliar face, don't let my son recognize it, and forgot to put a mask on your hands.

It seems that the next time you make a camouflage, you still have to take a snack, and you can't omit some routine steps just to save trouble.