Chapter 501 Planting a seed [Please give me a gift, please give me a monthly ticket]

"Sit!" Zhuang Ming calmly handed Patrick and Jane a glass of water, then pointed to the side.

Patrick Jian was stunned. He didn't see Zhuang Ming take the water at all, but he quickly took it. When people are nervous, they always like to drink something or touch their nose.

Then he couldn't wait to ask: "Who is Bloody John?"

"I don't know." Zhuang Ming shook his head and smiled a little.

Revenge has really made this man lose his sense of proportion. He really doesn't know the 'ending'. After all, the world has changed.

However, Zhuang Ming really can't draw conclusions on how much has changed, but Zhuang Ming guesses that some things still follow their original rules.

Zhuang Ming has already vaguely noticed this.

When he heard Zhuang Ming's words, Patrick Jane's expectant eyes instantly turned into infinite disappointment, and his back suddenly slumped, giving off an aura of decadence. Maybe he had expected too much, and all of this turned out to be true.

It's a lie.

Seeing such a grown man become like this, Zhuang Ming rarely sighed.

"Sit down, don't be disappointed. I know a little bit about the grudge between the two of you, and I can give you some clues."

Hearing Zhuang Ming speak again, Patrick Jian immediately raised his head and sat down next to Zhuang Ming without hesitation this time.

"Can you guess who I am?" Zhuang Ming did not continue, but asked a question.

"Well, you should be someone sent by the Dragon Kingdom government, right?" Patrick was stunned for a moment, but then he expressed his guess.

"That's right." Zhuang Ming admitted directly without denying it.

In fact, Patrick Jane was not sure about Zhuang Ming's identity at all. He couldn't see any clues about Zhuang Ming. He only had the face of a Dragon Kingdom person, and there was some connection with him coming to this dilapidated Dragon Kingdom contact station.

"Then you know what I want?"

The words were indifferent and cold, as if Zhuang Ming didn't care about anything, but they still let you know that he was asking you.

"I've also heard about this, and there seems to be something on it. I'm just curious to take a look. This is not within the scope of our management."

Without hesitation, Patrick Jane began to speak out everything he knew, from some orders, to what he had guessed, and to the clues found at the scene, without any reservation.

"Can you tell me now?" When he said this, Patrick Jane's voice was hoarse, with a hint of vibrato. He was looking forward to it, but afraid of being disappointed, and he held up the small coffee cup tremblingly.

took a sip.

His eyes were fixed on Zhuang Ming, who was eager for an answer. At this moment, he felt as if his whole body had become restless.

Zhuang Ming ignored him, took a sip of coffee, and said calmly: "I know you are constantly looking for clues in all cases, striving to find the truth. After all, as long as you are a human being, you will always leave a clue, but you

And it feels like someone is always leading you by the nose, as if he is one step ahead of you every moment."

Zhuang Ming's sudden voice made Patrick Jian suddenly startled, with a hint of horror in his eyes, because this was exactly what happened.

Gulu~

He took a big gulp of water to hide his shock.

"Yes, you are right. This is a game, a game between the two of you. As long as you don't die, he will always play with you. Why do you feel lagging behind? It's because he thinks more than you do.

A few steps, maybe one step, maybe two steps, or even three steps, so every time, you feel that you are always a little bit behind, but you can find it if you just go a little faster."

Hearing this, Patrick Jane couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. It turned out that he was being pulled like a puppet.

Just as he had fooled others before, someone was fooling him now.

"He is a talented person just like you, it's just that he has lived longer than you, and he is better at human nature and killing than you. You have to look at the essence through many facts. The human heart is not what you see.

It's so simple, but in fact many things are right in front of you, but you can't see clearly." Zhuang Ming's cold voice was like a sharp sword that directly cut through the darkness in Patrick Jane's heart.

"As you might think, you have seen that person before, more than once. He is hanging in front of your eyes, but you have never noticed that he is communicating with you, or even observing you closely and analyzing you.

Watching him running back and forth stupidly, laughing at you to his heart's content."

"I'll give this to you. It contains a poison that can make an S-level genetic warrior lose power for ten seconds. Your power is still very weak. Even if you find him, you can't kill him with your own hands."

Zhuang Ming's voice became farther and farther away, slowly disappearing from his ears, while Patrick Jane fell into her own world.

This highly toxic poison was Zhuang Ming's prize for winning first place every time he trained at the hunter school. It was of little use to him, but it was very useful to the man in front of him.

Seeing Patrick Jane, Zhuang Ming understood that there are some differences between reality and TV dramas. Patrick Jane has good strength, so the strength of the other party is definitely extraordinary. The upper limit of current international active strength is probably S

Super genetic warrior.

Patrick Jane is not so easy to conquer, not to mention that if you tell him the answer, it is better to guide him to solve the problem by himself. Moreover, this kind of person is what Zhuang Ming wants. After all, what Zhuang Ming wants is not a waste.

I don't know how long it took, but a shout that seemed to come from afar slowly reached Patrick Jane's ears.

"Jian~Jian~Jian~~~"

His eyes that had lost focus began to focus slowly, and he suddenly woke up.

He found that there were people around him, all looking at him with concern.

He asked someone to sit on a chair in the park, and looked at the chair next to him. It was already empty, except for a strange slender needle of unknown material that was still trembling on the chair, as if it would not stop.

.

Slowly pulling out the slender and weird-shaped needle on the seat, a trace of determination appeared in his eyes.

"Jane, are you okay?" Teresa Lisbon squatted in front of Patrick Jane, looking at this man with a pair of blue eyes worried, her voice softer than ever before.

"Well, it's okay." A trace of apology flashed in Patrick Jane's eyes. In fact, he had known about Lisbon's special feelings for him for a long time. How could he not notice it when he was struggling in society.

It's just that Patrick Jane really doesn't have the heart to think about this right now, so he can only say sorry.

Maybe he already has her shadow in his heart, but revenge has already covered it all.

"Jane, where's that Dragon Country man?" Zhou Jinbao looked around, but there was no one around him.

"He's gone." Patrick Jian replied calmly, looking at the strange-shaped concealed weapon in his hand, the words left by Zhuang Ming still lingered in his ears.

"Jane, are you really okay? Who is he? Why does he seem to know everything? Isn't he Bloody John?" Teresa Lisbon's eyes revealed a deep solemnity.

Patrick Jane laughed a little and shook his head speechlessly: "Don't worry, he is not Bloody John's, he is just a passerby."

He stood up from the chair, his eyes filled with unprecedented light and deep anticipation.

Everyone looked at Patrick Jane blankly, and the decadent atmosphere seemed to have been swept away.

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