After wearing it, the female supporting role will be lost

Chapter 456 This Winter Is A Little Cold 17
Long Guang turned his head indifferently, "Don't worry! The worst outcome is just..."

Her eyes flashed, "I can't think of the worst outcome."

"You, where did your overconfidence come from?" Qi Yan put his hands on his hips.

"Naturally, I was born to be so confident."

Qi Yan finally had nothing to say this time, he scratched the back of his head vigorously, then let go of his hands irritably.

Outside the glass window that was almost covered with ice and snow, through the tiny crack, Long Guang could see a corner of the black figure.

"Qi Yan, can I ask you something?"

"Say."

"Those people who were chasing you before, did they all wear a top hat on their head and a black coat outside?"

"Well, this is not very normal, what's the problem?"

"Have you ever taken a good look at all of them?"

Qi Yan shook his head, "I didn't pay attention to that. It was too late to run at that time. Who would care to see what the hell they look like? They are not long-legged beauties."

Seeing Long Guang thoughtfully, Qi Yan couldn't help but take a step closer and asked, "What's wrong? What's the problem? You can't just ask and then tell me nothing."

"I just find it a bit strange. I don't know if anyone here has created a new texture but hasn't made it public, and even the function of that texture has never been announced."

"What do you mean?" Qi Yan moved a chair and sat down, looking like he was willing to hear more about it. The textures that can use water flexibly tell others, even if they create a new texture, they will not publish it, but pass it on to their descendants."

"So, it is very possible that there is a texture that can control puppets in this world, but it has not been made public, but has been secretly passed down. Only the inheritors can learn this texture?"

"Well, what you said is very possible." Qi Yan nodded again and again, his eyes suddenly changed, he grasped the point of Long Guang's words, "You mean to say that you suspect those people who chased me yesterday Just some puppets manipulating behind the scenes? What about the guy from last night? Is he also a puppet?"

"I'm afraid it is. Anyway, it is a kind of "person" who is manipulated by others, but I don't know what method the person who manipulates him uses."

Long Guang knocked on the glass window, "But these people outside are not like that. They don't have that kind of jingling sound on their bodies. I untied the "person" last night. There is a kind of jingling sound in its internal structure. I guess the person controlling him behind the scenes is using that jingling sound to connect with him through something, thereby controlling him..."

"Slow, wait." Qi Yan stretched out his index and middle fingers to press his temples, as if he was receiving some radio waves. "Wait for me for a while and let me rub it properly."

Long Guang waited, Qi Yan kept his word, and said that it would be a while.

"You untied that... the man from yesterday? So that man is still here?"

"Of course." Long Guang looked at Qi Yan as a matter of course, "Otherwise, you asked me to throw him away as a pile of scrap metal? Although I can't find anything from him now, I have Believe me, one day I will discover the secret hidden in him."

"That's not what I want to say."

What he wanted to say was that Long Guang actually won. She didn't just let that man get hurt or leave when she knew she couldn't find him. She really defeated that man, and now that man is still in this room. It was locked inside, just like he had been before.

Qi Yan coughed, "Is it okay for that man to stay here? I'm not afraid that he will send some news to those people outside."

"Aren't you worried? If not, I can take you to see him and see if he can send any news to the outside now."

Long Guang stood up from the chair as he said that, Qi Yan saw that she was serious, and thought that he was indeed a little curious, wondering what Long Guang meant by unraveling, so he pointed at Long Guang seriously. nodded.

Long Guang led him to the small room next door.

Qi Yan exclaimed, "When did there be another vacant room here, I never noticed it before."

Qi Yan looked at the doorknob, it was golden, probably because it was rather dark inside, so he didn't see there was another door here before.

Long Guang didn't open his mouth to explain anything, but silently led Qi Yan to the man from yesterday.

The man in the top hat still looks like he was taken apart by Long Guang this morning. The internal parts are scattered around in bits and pieces. Now he has no trace of the person he was last night. He really looks like the same person. There is no point in heaping scrap metal.

Qi Yan only glanced at the parts scattered on the table before turning his head away, "The man in the top hat, where is the man from yesterday? Didn't you say he was locked up here?"

Qi Yan took a look, the room was not big, and because there was nothing there, he only needed to simply scan to see it all, and there was no way to hide people, unless there were some secret doors or the like.

Long Guang rolled his eyes at him angrily, "What are your eyes made of, glass? You can't even see such a big man in a top hat here."

"Huh? Where?"

Being ridiculed that his eyes were made of glass, Qi Yan became a little angry and reluctantly looked down his hand.

"This is not a pile of scrap metal..." Qi Yan suddenly understood and pointed to the pile of parts on the table in surprise, "Don't tell me this is the top hat man."

Qi Yan glanced at Long Guang in horror, then lowered his head to look at the pile of parts, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't piece together a complete face from the pile of parts.

Besides, he just thought that this pile of parts was used by Long Guang to make some kind of cabinets and mechanical doors, but now he suddenly transferred from objects to people, which is really hard to imagine.

Long Guang didn't speak, but picked up a few small things nearby and quickly put them together, and handed them to Qi Yan, "Look, his fingers."

Qi Yan took it with a blue face, and said awkwardly: "It's really him."

Qi Yan put the ruddy finger under the lamp to see, through the light he could even see the blood vessels inside the finger.

"This thing is really finely made." Qi Yan slowly lowered his fingers.

Now his eyes on this pile of broken parts are completely different. Just now, he only thought that this pile of things were some rough things, but he didn’t expect that they turned out to be fine things. If she put together the current pile of things accurately, it is not impossible to spell out a person.

(End of this chapter)