"Brother Bai, I won't lie to you." Qin Yi sighed.

"How do you prove that you won't lie to me?"

Bai Mufeng stared at Qin Yi with anger. His lips were trembling, his voice was trembling, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"When she was a kid, she... hugged me... she was very gentle, and she was always very... very good with her dad."

He shrugged his shoulders, trying to use gestures to communicate something to Qin Yi, but because he was too excited, the logic of each sentence was broken.

Bai Mufeng kept recalling memories about his mother. He wanted to try to recall every detail of his past relationship with his mother. At this moment, Qin Yi interrupted again: "Brother Bai, did you look in the mirror when you were a child?"

Bai Mufeng was stunned.

Qin Yi continued to ask a fatal question: "Think about it carefully, have you ever looked at the mirror when you were a child?"

"I, I have pictures of my childhood!"

"The photos can be faked, I'll ask you again! Can you remember the way you looked in the mirror when you were a child? Each of us looked in the mirror every day! You should look in the mirror when you were in junior high school, high school, and college! Have you ever seen your face when you were young! Your face can move and smile!"

Qin Yi sighed, his tone softened again: "That's it, you can't even remember this because you've never been young.

You never pay attention to such obvious loopholes, because you will be killed every once in a while, and the suspicion you just developed will be eliminated in the second setting... admit it... This is reality."

Bai Mufeng's eyes flashed with fear. He no longer dared to look at Qin Yi. He lowered his head in pain, covered his face with both hands, and said tremblingly: "I want to be alone and quiet."

Qin Yi pressed the button on the wall and called someone to take Bai Mufeng away.

After Bai Mufeng was taken away, he summoned another person and said, "Please call the next one in."

...

The conversations afterwards were similar, but there were also several people with relatively stable emotional performance.

After Qin Yi finished talking to ten people one after another, it was already evening. He was about to go for dinner when he saw Edmons leaning against the exit waiting for him.

When Edmons saw Qin Yi coming out, he stood up and said, "Hey, do you want to have dinner together?"

Qin Yi smiled at him, walked forward, and walked side by side with the other party.

"Okay, let's go together. Today, the food in the cafeteria seems to have pork chop meat."

"If you don't go to the cafeteria, come to my room. I'll have someone prepare the meal."

Qin Yi paused, turned his head and looked at Edmons in confusion: "Is there anything wrong?"

"I can't understand some things. I want to ask you, and I won't disturb you too much time."

Qin Yi took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and then nodded: "I understand, let's go."

...

The meals prepared by Edmons were simple, but also rich. The dishes were simple but many styles. Qin Yi liked his living habits very much.

"I'm starving to death, just eat and talk."

Qin Yi picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of pork chop and pressed it into his bowl. Edmons stared at him, his eyes flashing with anxiety and doubt, as if he had many questions to question Qin Yi, but he didn't know which one to choose to start.

"What are you going to ask about? Ada? Or Xiyue? Or about me?" Qin Yi tried to guide the other party.

Edmons coughed dryly and shook his head: "It's about Bai Mufeng."

This sentence made Qin Yi beat his chopsticks, but he immediately returned to his normal eating speed.

"Ask."

"You said something to them today. I see that they are in a bad mood. What did you say to them?"

"I told them the truth about Bai Mufeng."

Edmons squeezed his eyebrows tightly together, and a Sichuan word squeezed out from the eyebrows: "Why tell them? This will make them collapse!"

He could not understand Qin Yi's approach, let Bai Mufeng know that the truth was only bad but not good. Last time he himself said that maintaining Bai Mufeng's mental health is the most important part of the plan, but what he is doing now is to slowly defeat Bai Mufeng's heart.

It’s not that he doesn’t trust Qin Yi, he just wants to get a reasonable reason for questioning him.

Qin Yi never told them the complete plan, but what he did was extremely puzzling, which made him very uneasy.

"You don't understand Edmons," said Qin Yi.

"Can you please tell me in detail?"

"well--"

Qin Yi sighed softly, put down the bowl, and gently leaned his back against the back of the chair. He stared at Edmons, his thin lips as sharp as his sword were pursed tightly, and his expression was a little excited, as if he was trying to suppress his emotions so that he would not appear so aggressive.

"The reason is simple, because if we don't tell him the truth, one day the destructor will tell him the truth. By then, everything will be too late.

Now I use my language to tell them the truth, which is very gentle. If it is the memory directly conveyed by the Destroyer, it will definitely be very cruel... they can't stand it."

"Ah, it turns out that it's to take the lead. I understand."

Edmons' brows stretched out, and his excitement was instantly relieved, but instead he became a little embarrassed.

He should have thought of such a simple truth easily, but he didn't think of it. Instead, he disturbed Qin Yi and asked the other party to tell him personally that it was too shameful.

However, this has led to a new problem.

"Why hasn't the world-destroying person passed on the truth to Bai Mufeng yet?"

"Because the other party doesn't know how many Bai Mufeng we copied."

Qin Yi thought for a while and organized the language: "Although their memories are roughly the same, different Bai Mufeng's attitude towards the truth is still different. Some can accept that they are fictional characters, while others cannot bear it. I have verified this in the interrogation room just now.

If I were the world-destroying person, I would like to use the spread of memory to cause riots, and I would definitely choose the time when Bai Mufeng was the most crowded."

Edmons' expression became even more serious, and countless question marks popped up in his mind.

Oops, I didn’t understand it. Why did Qin Yi tell the conclusion directly? Why couldn’t he explain the whole story well?

Edmons was a little anxious.

He felt that Qin Yi's thinking jumped greatly. He often just mentioned a precondition and immediately omitted the middle reasoning steps and directly explained the result.

He could accept Qin Yi's explanation just now, but this explanation was not perfect in his opinion, and there were many loopholes. It was more of a perfunctory answer than an explanation.

He felt that Qin Yi was still hiding something. This time, he had to break the casserole and ask the question!
Chapter completed!