The Monster I Was Redeemed

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Janus patted the sofa casually: "Since you are the hermit's subordinate, just call me Mr. Janus."

I am not his subordinate!

We just collaborate! Just cooperate!

With the mood of going to the grave, Moos swallowed and walked slowly towards Janus.

His thighs were tight, his butt was next to the edge of the sofa, and he sat down on the sofa in a Zhama posture.

If at this moment, the sofa was pulled away suddenly, Moose probably wouldn't fall down.

This scene is very similar to a subordinate who committed a crime and was called to the office by the leader.

Looking at the cheerful leader, you can't even sit comfortably.

"Don't be so nervous, you are not my subordinate after all, I will not kill you casually."

Janus put his hand on Moose's shoulder, making him almost jump up.

‘So it’s such a dangerous thing to be your subordinate! ! ! '

Moose has a deep understanding of what it means to be with a king like a tiger.

Even though Janus seemed to have no airs and was easy to talk, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in the slightest.

Take the simplest example of this fear, and you can understand it.

The wild adult tiger is licking your scalp very curiously. Are you moved?

Anyway, Moose was almost moved to tears.

So here comes the problem.

Song Jie is obviously this guy's subordinate, and he is Song Jie's subordinate.

Myself ∈ Song Jie, Song Jie ∈ Janus.

so.

Self ∈ Janus = I am Janus' subordinate.

Moose felt cold in his heart.

'The Hermit,

From today on you are my boss! '

At a critical moment, Moose couldn't care less about independence or not.

That's right, the hermit is my boss!

I've actually been providing logistics for the Hermit!

"It's the messenger first, and then you, the hermit came to Qianhua Market?" Janus asked.

I don't know, brother!

How dare Moose admit that he doesn't know anything.

If he said that he has nothing to do with the hermit, he might be separated from his body in the next moment.

How can I euphemistically express that I don't know about it without causing Janus to doubt it?

This is the time to embody the art of language.

Moose was quick to think, and came up with a perfect statement.

"The hermit and I usually communicate unilaterally, only he can contact me, and I can't contact him.

After being exposed in Neva City not long ago, we saw each other for the last time.

Then I first came to Qianhua City to take refuge temporarily, and I don't know his movements for the time being. "

Every sentence is true, but together, it will mislead people in other directions.

It gives people an illusion that "Mus and the hermit are very familiar".

The perfect lie, the point is not that you make things up to deceive people.

Instead, use the weakness of human nature to guide others to lie to themselves and actively believe every word you say.

Those who can't do this are just third-rate liars.

Why did Moose's story of the hermit written by Moose sell so well?

Relying on reserve and imagination.

After he finished writing it back then, not only did he not sell it with much fanfare, but he hid it very tightly.

Until one day, a gossip that "Musi knew the hermit's past" spread "suddenly".

Moose vehemently denied it at first, but he couldn't stand the large number of buyers.

In the end, he was "forced" by the pressure of the big boss on the hunting list to make this information public.

And when it was announced, it continued to declare that this is just a story that I wrote casually, and has nothing to do with reality.

Everyone expressed their understanding.

To avoid suspicion, I understand everything.

As for whether there will be unrelated people who bought the hermit's information.

If you are not a guilty conscience, what are you doing to buy hermit information at exorbitant prices?

The price of that information, even if it is a big boss, is quite painful.

Ordinary people simply can't afford it.

Those ruthless lone wolves who only have a fierce reputation and no savings are about to burst into tears.

But Moose has a big boss as a guarantee, and no one dares to grab it openly.

Needless to say, the danger of selling hermit information is more expensive than everyone can understand.

You can't cut your head off and still keep people full, right?

Otherwise, who would do such thankless things in the future.

The lone wolves couldn't afford the money, but in order to protect themselves, a dozen or so of them gathered together to buy information.

Then prepare to sell the information for the second time to return to the blood.

It's just that they don't have the chance to sell them again.

Those who bought information were killed by the hermit not long after.

No one knows whether the information is true or false.

Moose didn't have the guts to offend the big guys on the road and the ruthless lone wolf.

But he has the ability to deceive bigwigs from all walks of life and sell fake information at sky-high prices to make money.

Not only does he have it, he's huge!

Moose did not take the money earned from selling false information for himself, but took the initiative to show his favor and share it with the hermit.

You know, ten years ago in Nevada City, the proportion of criminals who committed the most heinous crimes.

That's more air than there is in a Lay's potato chip.

Even if it is only 30%, it is enough for him to squander.

"In other words, you don't know the whereabouts of the hermit?"

Janus's slightly dissatisfied tone awakened Moos from his past glory days.

"Yes, it is."

Moose said tremblingly.

"This is very difficult. He is not here. As his subordinate, you work under my subordinate. It is not easy to explain when we meet in the future."

Janus rubbed his chin and whispered, "To avoid misunderstanding, why don't we just kill this guy and pretend he never came?"

'I'm still by your side! When you say this, can you consider my feelings? '

Moose trembled with fright at these words, and let out a desperate wail in his heart.

"Haha, just kidding, I didn't expect that guy with a straight face all day long to have such a lively subordinate like you."

Janus smiled and patted Moose's head like a dog.

The latter barely squeezed out a smile while trembling.

Because he always felt that Janus would easily screw his head off...

"but."

Janus, who was still smiling just a second ago, said in a serious tone: "You and the messenger ran to my territory casually, which troubles me a lot."

A big word "dangerous" glowed bright red above Moose's head.

Janus' hand gradually slid down from the top of Moos's head and came to his neck.

Squeeze gently.

"It doesn't matter if a courier messes into the layout, and it doesn't matter if you add another one. It's a big deal to add an extra player position afterwards, just adjust it.

But you actually told me that you don't know the hermit's whereabouts? "

Janus pinched Moos by the back of the neck and shook his head lightly: "Without his order, you just casually ran into my territory and messed with my game, do you have the right to do so?

Or is it that the hermit has indulged you too much, making you unable to recognize yourself? "

Even a fool can feel Janus' killing intent at this moment.

But Moose had no idea what was wrong with him.

Wasn't it okay just now, how can you turn your face when you turn your face? !

What the hell did the messenger guy do!

Moose felt that he had died unjustly.

Obviously he didn't do anything, but came to Qianhua City to take refuge.

But because of his identity as the "Hermit's subordinate", he was implicated in the Immortal Bureau.

Just out of the tiger's den and into the dragon's den, that's right.

But right now, it's not the time to care about those little things.

If not give Janus a satisfactory answer.

The other party will definitely pull his head and cervical vertebrae out of his neck like pulling a radish from a field, and hang it on a wooden stick as a lantern!

Moose felt the tighter and tighter palms on his neck, and quickly shouted: "The hermit should be in Qianhua City!"

As soon as the words fell, the clenched palms immediately stopped.

"Oh? What do you mean?" Janus asked with great interest.

"When we last met a few months ago, he told me that he planned to leave Nevada City and retire!

Although he didn't say where he planned to go, based on what I know about him, he's very likely to come to Qianhua Market!

That's why I came here and continue to work as an intelligence dealer. If he wants to come back someday, I can continue to assist him! "

Sorry Hermit.

For the sake of getting along with you for many years, please forgive me.

I promise!

This is definitely the last time, acting in your name!

Moose kept apologizing to the hermit in his heart.

Of course, the above content is all made up by Moose himself.

He didn't know where the hermit would go at all. He said this just to show his "loyalty" to the hermit.

"Oh~ So that's the case."

Janus seemed to believe it.

Before Moos could heave a sigh of relief, Janus' words pulled him back into the abyss again.

"However, the hermit has always been a loner. I have never heard of him having such a loyal subordinate."

Janus let go of the hand that was pinching Moos' neck: "Except for the confidant, there are as many subordinates as you want, and a lot of people will come together if you hook your hands casually."

"Even if I kill his subordinates, he probably won't care."

"Then, how do I know if you are the hermit's confidant?"

In your eyes, are your subordinates all disposable chopsticks?

Moose growled inwardly.

But Janus doesn't care about that.

He snapped his fingers, and an orange door appeared in the room.

"Since you are a confidant, you must know something related to us. I will give you three minutes to explain."

Janus pointed to the door and said, "The other side of the door is the stratosphere. If you just make it up, I can let you experience skydiving without a parachute bag for free."

So, who was the hermit before? !

Looking at the weird orange door.

Moose's legs were shaking.

He had no doubts about Janus' words.

Because the other party's threat method is the same, there is no need to lie to him with this kind of lie that can be easily broken.

Most people, in moments of life and death, their minds go blank.

Only a small number of people, the more they are in a crisis, the calmer they are.

Moose was obviously the latter, and he racked his brains to recall every word the hermit had said to him.

When Janus waited a little impatiently.

Moose decided to turn a dead horse into a living horse doctor: "The reason why the hermit and I retired is to avoid the investigation of the Asian Union Countermeasures Bureau! Are you... the apostolic society that the hermit said?"

…………………

Even a fool can feel Janus' killing intent at this moment.

But Moose had no idea what was wrong with him.

Wasn't it fine just now, how did you turn your face and turn your face? !

What the hell did the messenger guy do!

Moose felt that he had died unjustly.

Obviously he didn't do anything, but came to Qianhua City to take refuge.

But because of his identity as the "Hermit's subordinate", he was implicated in the Immortal Bureau.

Just out of the tiger's den and into the dragon's den, that's right.

But right now, it's not the time to care about those little things.

If not give Janus a satisfactory answer.

The other party will definitely pull his head and cervical vertebrae out of his neck like pulling a radish from a field, and hang it on a wooden stick as a lantern!

Moose felt the tighter and tighter palms on his neck, and quickly shouted: "The hermit should be in Qianhua City!"

As soon as the words fell, the clenched palms immediately stopped.

"Oh? What do you mean?" Janus asked with great interest.

"When we last met a few months ago, he told me that he planned to leave Nevada City and retire!

Although he didn't say where he planned to go, based on what I know about him, he's very likely to come to Qianhua Market!

That's why I came here and continue to work as an intelligence dealer. If he wants to come back someday, I can continue to assist him! "

Sorry Hermit.

For the sake of getting along with you for many years, please forgive me.

I promise!

This is definitely the last time, acting in your name!

Moose kept apologizing to the hermit in his heart.

Of course, the above content is all made up by Moose himself.

He didn't know where the hermit would go at all. He said this just to show his "loyalty" to the hermit.

"Oh~ So that's the case."

Janus seemed to believe it.

Before Moos could heave a sigh of relief, Janus' words pulled him back into the abyss again.

"However, the hermit has always been a loner. I have never heard of him having such a loyal subordinate."

Janus let go of the hand that was pinching Moos' neck: "Except for the confidant, there are as many subordinates as you want, and a lot of people will come together if you hook your hands casually."

"Even if I kill his subordinates, he probably won't care."

"Then, how do I know if you are the hermit's confidant?"

In your eyes, are your subordinates all disposable chopsticks?

Moose growled inwardly.

But Janus doesn't care about that.

He snapped his fingers, and an orange door appeared in the room.

"Since you are a confidant, you must know something related to us. I will give you three minutes to explain."

Janus pointed to the door and said, "The other side of the door is the stratosphere. If you just make it up, I can let you experience skydiving without a parachute bag for free."

So, who was the hermit before? !

Looking at the weird orange door.

Moose's legs were shaking.

He had no doubts about Janus' words.

Because the other party's threat method is the same, there is no need to lie to him with this kind of lie that can be easily broken.

Most people, in moments of life and death, their minds go blank.

Only a small number of people, the more they are in a crisis, the calmer they are.

Moose was obviously the latter, and he racked his brains to recall every word the hermit had said to him.

When Janus waited a little impatiently.

Moose decided to turn a dead horse into a living horse doctor: "The reason why the hermit and I retired is to avoid the investigation of the Asian Union Countermeasures Bureau! Are you... the apostolic society that the hermit said?"

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