Chapter 296 Falling Horse
Seeing this scene, Wen Shilin's expression changed slightly.
Even though he was already a veteran reporter who had seen the storm, seeing heads explode in front of his eyes, the visual impact still made him feel a little uncomfortable. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he tried to look away as much as possible.
When "Lin Yan" saw the young man beside him, Literary Lin was startled, and then his expression became a little complicated.
"Long time no see, Mr. Wen." Chen Ling put away the gun and smiled slightly.
When Chen Ling came over, he saw Wen Shilin here, and he had changed back to Lin Yan's appearance. Although it didn't matter whether his identity was revealed or not, he knew that Wen Shilin was a good reporter, and he didn't want to do it if he didn't have to. Scaring the other person into maintaining the previous relationship is the best option.
"Why are you here? Did you get a ticket too?"
"Ticket?" Chen Ling shook her head, "I don't have that kind of thing. I just came after him."
At this moment, Chen Ling was ready to be questioned by Wen Shilin. Why did he pursue Yan Shan? Why was Yan Sheng tortured like this? Why did the gun just turn into coal?
But unexpectedly, Wen Shilin did not ask further questions, but blinked and looked at him for a long time as if waiting for something.
"What's wrong?" Chen Ling asked, sensing Wen Shilin's strange gaze.
"Aren't you going to take away my doubts this time?"
Chen Ling froze on the spot.
"you"
"Are you surprised?" Wen Shilin raised the corners of his mouth slightly,
"After all, I have been a reporter for so many years. Although I occasionally make mistakes in recognizing people, I am not a fool in this regard. You still have a lot to learn, newcomer."
Chen Ling never expected that Wen Shilin could see through his inner python. Until now, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his disguise.
He couldn't help but asked in confusion: "How did you find out?"
Wen Shilin waved the notebook in his hand,
"I have the habit of keeping a diary every day. As long as I go home and review what happened today, I will notice something is wrong. The first time I was just a little strange and thought I was too tired. But the second time, I Came back to his senses.
This vulnerability is quite critical. Next time you use it on others, remember to be cautious. "
Only then did Chen Ling realize what the problem was.
His heart python can only temporarily steal a certain emotion. Even if he can steal the doubts at the time and prevent Wen Shilin from feeling that something is wrong, as long as the other person thinks about it for a moment after returning home, he can recall the points of doubt he had before. The way to rely on this ability is to make someone always trust him, unless he stays with the other person all the time.
This is a loophole that Chen Ling never imagined. The most important thing is that in Chen Ling's time, few people liked to keep diaries at all?
"In that case, why don't you expose me?"
"I was actually a little scared at first. What did you want to do by going to such trouble to get close to me? But actually thinking about it carefully, you have never been detrimental to me, and everything you do is indeed just. The most important thing is "Your eyes" Wen Shilin pointed at Chen Ling,
"In my many years as a reporter, I have seen too many victims. The sadness and anger in your eyes when you mourn your brother cannot be faked."
Chen Ling looked at Wen Shilin with complicated eyes, and after a long time, she smiled helplessly.
"So, you know who I am?"
Wen Shilin shook his head, "I don't want to know."
With Wen Shilin's investigative ability, it would not be difficult to find out Chen Ling's true identity if he wanted to. But he didn't even want to check. In his eyes, Chen Ling was just a junior who wanted to avenge his brother. It was that simple. .
"Thank you." Chen Ling said sincerely.
"By the way." Wen Shilin turned to look at him, "You just said you don't have a ticket?"
He reached into his arms, took out a ticket, and handed it to Chen Ling.
"Take this."
"Is this a ticket for a cross-border train?"
"Yes, this is the last train and the last hope of escape. Ordinary people don't even know the existence of this train. If you take it, you can reach the south safely." Wen Shilin's eyes swept across the frozen The dead city, speaking bitterly,
"It won't be so cold there."
Chen Ling looked at the ticket in front of her and felt a little confused. Logically speaking, every seat on this kind of cross-border train was prepared in advance. Those who could get on this train were high-ranking officials. Wen Shilin was just a reporter. And it’s the one that offends the most people. Where did this ticket come from?
"This ticket was given to me by Tan Xin." Wen Shilin seemed to understand Chen Ling's thoughts and explained, "He asked me to give away some things, and in exchange, he told me all his plans. "
"Have you met Tan Xin?"
"Um."
Wen Shilin nodded, "To be honest, I admit that I had some prejudice against him before, but now it seems that he is indeed worthy of the position of Deputy Chief of Law Enforcement Officers."
"I don't need the ticket. I have unfinished business in this city." Chen Ling paused for a moment and pointed to the notebook in Wen Shilin's hand, "But can I take a look at that?"
The other members of the Twilight Club were still in Aurora City, so it was naturally impossible for Chen Ling to take the car and leave alone. Relatively speaking, he was more interested in what would happen next in Aurora City.
"Are you sure?" Wen Shilin frowned, "If you don't leave, it will be too late."
"Um."
Seeing this, Wen Shilin stopped trying to persuade him and handed the notebook to Chen Ling with a long sigh.
Chen Ling opened the notebook. Most of the thick front was filled with Wen Shilin's diary. He quickly flipped to the last few pages.
"This is" Chen Ling murmured to herself.
Century Avenue.
The cold wind blew across the empty road, bringing with it the strong smell of blood.
At this moment, Century Avenue was almost empty of people, and the coal on the trucks had been taken away by the residents. There were only scarlet corpses on the ground, and banknotes stained with human blood and dirt.
Two figures stood quietly in the middle of the quiet road, their black windbreakers and gray cotton coats fluttering in the wind.
Zhao Yi crushed the squinting man's head with his foot, and his eyes flashing with curses seemed to have noticed something, and he looked towards the other end of the road.
"Someone is coming." His overlapping voice sounded, "Is it an enemy?"
Han Meng looked at the approaching car and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"No, you came to see me."