Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"This thought experiment lasted for sixteen years. Bu Zhi finally found what he was interested in and no longer thought about suicide." Qiu Ping smiled happily, not caring at all that the so-called experimental subject was himself.

"At the beginning of this year, I officially participated in this thought experiment." Qiu Ping pointed to his head, somewhat helplessly, "The human mind is the most mysterious thing. I have no way to control the emotions and thoughts in my brain, so some strange things appear all the time."

Qiu Ping looked at Zhang Chunliang with smiling eyes: "I always can't help but recall those memorable events and the group of people I once felt guilty about."

So, the players used the memories in Qiu Ping's brain to become the most guilty people in his memory and came to a strange ditch.

"But how can we let Buyi see these things?" Qiu Ping smiled. "This clever guy has thought of something called a 'neural connector'. All he needs to do is let the doctor open my skull and implant an instrument in my brain. Then he can use my thinking to become a part of my thinking."

Zhang Chunliang looked at Qiu Ping with a somewhat sad look. It turned out that the reason Xu Er became the village bully in his mind was because Qiu Ping tacitly allowed this child to put himself above everything else, including his life.

"Unfortunately, I am old and useless. I often need surgery to maintain the effect of the device. After a few times, my brain started bleeding heavily, so I was forced to interrupt this experiment."

Qiu Ping suddenly fell silent. The two of them sat on the low ridge of the field, staring at the quiet river in a daze.

"Young man." Qiu Ping suddenly became nervous. "Tell me, will Buyi really be happy in my mind? I didn't have any good stories when I was young."

"No." Zhang Chunliang responded quietly, "You are amazing."

"That's good." Qiu Ping smiled again and then fell into a long silence.

"Why don't you leave here? What did you leave here?" Zhang Chunliang took the initiative to break the silence and asked.

"Of course I brought Brother Aiyong here." Qiu Ping laughed again, "When I got out, I promised to bring him out. After I released him from prison, I found him a job in Xinxing City."

Unfortunately, Xu Aiyong did not get this job.

"Xiaoping." Zhang Chunliang reminded him softly, "There is no Xu Aiyong in your world of thought."

All memories related to Xu Aiyong will only appear when the player is completing tasks. In the small river of Xiaoping's thinking, there is no trace of Xu Aiyong.

"Where did you put Xu Aiyong?"

Zhang Chunliang stared at Qiu Ping's suddenly stunned expression, waiting for him to remember something.

The abandoned stalks in the cornfield in the distance suddenly caught fire. The bright flames were like a giant dragon, surrounding the entire ditch. The position where the two were located was the very center of the bonfire circle.

The Game Home system, which had not sent any messages for a long time, suddenly issued a cold prompt sound.

[The system detects whether the player has found the "guilty person" on the bus and whether to start the trial in advance. ]

Since the bonfire started, there was suddenly a lot of movement around the two of them.

There was the sound of blood gurgling, the sound of eyeballs rolling slowly like marbles and falling to the ground, and the hard sound of wooden poles hitting the ground.

Those were the noises deliberately made by the players, who had become all kinds of weird, probably to remind Zhang Chunliang to fulfill his promise and help them pass the level.

Zhang Chunliang didn't dare to look back. The players were still the same group of players, but he probably thought that each of them had become someone he couldn't bear to look at.

"Xiaoping, I want to ask you to do something for me." Zhang Chunliang looked at Xiaoping, who was a little stunned, and cleared his throat solemnly.

"What's the matter?" Qiu Ping obviously liked the way Zhang Chunliang addressed him, and he smiled so hard that deep laugh lines appeared at the corners of his eyes.

Zhang Chunliang leaned over and whispered something in his ear for a while.

Qiu Ping suddenly understood, then nodded, turned around with a smile and looked at the group of strange "players".

"Now, in the name of the Attorney General, I will make the final judgment on you - acquitted!"

Xiaoping's old and deep voice was like thunder coming out of the blue, majestic and irresistible. The entire thinking space shook for a moment. After a strange dizziness, all the players who were polluted in Qiu Ping's thinking world began to reshape their bones, grow flesh and blood, and turned back into human beings.

Sure enough, the players who suffered severe damage in Xiaoping’s spiritual world were all "sinners" judged by him, and as long as they were pardoned by Xiaoping, they could leave the copy.

This is the "key" to this world.

There are not many players who have recovered their human forms. Several people suffered fatal injuries in the real copy for various reasons. This did not fall within the scope of being contaminated by Xiaoping’s thinking, so they were judged to have died directly.

But Li Zhuang, Lu Zhi, Hou Kecen and Qiu Yiran, his comrades who had fought alongside him, were lucky enough to survive.

At this time, a light gate appeared behind them, which was a sign that they could leave the copy with the help of the "key".

But no one chose to leave.

Qiu Ping curiously asked Zhang Chunliang: "Young man, what do these bonfires mean?"

Zhang Chunliang looked at his cloudy but curious eyes, as if he saw a stubborn and innocent child through his skin.

He smiled silently, but didn't know how to tell him that this was his judgment seat.

"Xiaoping--" A hollow shout came from a distance, the voice was so familiar that Qiu Ping couldn't believe his ears.

He turned his head hastily and found a familiar figure appearing in the straw flame not far away.

He looked at Zhang Chunliang helplessly, as if trying to verify whether this was an illusion or reality.

Zhang Chunliang nodded to him affirmatively.

So Qiu Ping staggered down the ridge of the field and ran towards the figure in the flames.

"Brother Aiyong - Brother hey - why are you still in the fire? Come out quickly!"

But no matter how long he ran or how fast he ran, he always kept a certain distance from the campfire, as if he could never touch it.

[Does the player start the trial in advance? ]

"Yes, I will start the trial."

Zhang Chunliang's throat rolled, and he looked at the skinny and lonely old man who was running in the distance.

As he finished speaking, all the bonfires suddenly stopped, and then the flames suddenly rose, and the raging fire seemed to burn to the sky.

All the bonfires slowly moved towards Qiu Ping, forming a circular circle of fire, and flowing images began to appear in each flame.

Qiu Ping was startled at first, his eyes full of confusion.

But when he saw the scene in the flames clearly, he suddenly calmed down.

——He remembered the incident in the flames. It was a case of injustice caused by him taking the initiative to curry favor with a senior leader. When the prisoner was sentenced to ten years in prison, his elderly mother knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

In that case, in order to get Buzhi into the best high school, he helped the dean of studies to settle a serious crime committed by his son. After the victim girl heard the verdict, she suddenly screamed in public in the court and became mentally ill.

Oh, that one, he helped a black-hearted coal mine owner get the lowest possible compensation for a worker's death...

Of course, he also saw his brother Aiyong. He was sentenced to five years in prison for hooliganism. When he came out, he was carrying a small cloth bag, with a head full of stubble. He walked alone on the road out of prison, and no car was willing to take him. So he walked back to the creek step by step from the prison. Qiu Ping followed behind him and watched him enter the village entrance silently.

"I understand." Qiu Ping looked calm and smiled.

"I am guilty," he cried softly.

A bonfire flickered unwillingly twice, then slowly went out.

"I'm guilty."

"I'm guilty!"

"I'm guilty!"

Qiu Ping's screams became louder and louder. Zhang Chunliang had no idea how such a huge amount of energy could burst out from his shriveled body. He almost vomited his heart out.

The bonfires were extinguished one by one, and Qiu Ping's throat was so dry that he almost lost his voice.

But he still tried hard to squeeze out the last sound from his throat.

"I'm guilty."

The bonfire belonging to Xu Aiyong slowly went out. Xu Aiyong, wearing a small jacket, stood on the burnt straw and looked at him reproachfully.

"Xiaoping - why are you dressed like this?" Xu Aiyong said helplessly, "I told you that the photographer will be leaving soon, why don't you change into clean clothes quickly? The photos taken like this will be so filthy."

Qiu Ping stared at Xu Aiyong blankly, and suddenly touched his face.

Young and flexible, he stretched his limbs, immature yet full of strength——

"You always make me worry about you. How old am I to have a son like you?" Xu Aiyong pouted in complaint and took off his jacket and put it on him.

"Yes, you are the father, and I am like your son." Qiu Ping's eyes became brighter and brighter. He forgot everything that happened afterwards and returned to that happy time.

"Okay then, you are my son. From now on you will be the eldest and I will call you Xu Da." Xu Aiyong smiled wickedly and touched Qiu Ping's furry head.

"Xu Da?" he called out cheerfully.

"Hey!" Qiu Ping responded loudly.

"Xu Da!"

"Eh!"

The two teenagers played and joked, and sat in front of the photographer's camera.

"Come, look at me—"

"Three! Two! One!"

The whole world was flooded with white light, turning into a pure white world.

Zhang Chunliang spread out his hands, and a black and white photo appeared in his sight.

Xu Aiyong and Qiu Ping smiled widely, and this time they got very close to each other.

[As determined by the system, the player has completed the mission: There is a person on this bus, and he is guilty. Please find out who he is and put him on trial after thirty days.

Congratulations to player Li Zhuang, player Lu Zhi, and player... for successfully clearing the level. 】

All players:?

Zhang Chunliang: ???