The next morning the news reported the following news: "Yesterday, the house where Chief No. 6 lived suddenly collapsed. Chief No. 6 and his family members were all killed. The rescue team is currently launching rescue operations, hoping that there are still survivors at the scene."
At the same time, the editor-in-chief of the largest newspaper in the empire was pounding the table and roaring angrily at a few people dressed as reporters: "How are you doing things? Why are you rushing out to report this before it's too late to suppress it?" If the printing shop hadn’t noticed something was wrong and called me, we would have finished playing together!”
On the newspaper pressed by the editor-in-chief, a series of eye-catching headlines were printed: "After the collapse of the villa where the deceased leader lived, an underground palace was discovered. Countless cash and antiques were found. An altar and several comminuted fractures were also found. The corpse is suspected of setting up a private cell and committing crimes."
After the editor-in-chief had enough scolding, he pulled out a piece of paper from his desk and handed it to the leading reporter: "Here you go, here is tomorrow's headline."
The reporter lowered his head and saw that it read: Chief No. 6 and his family were killed. The people of the empire were filled with sorrow. Our good chief, have a safe journey.
The subtitle is: "The black-hearted builders cut corners and cut corners!"
The scolded reporters looked at the editor-in-chief angrily: Didn't they tell them to report the real situation? Why have their faces changed again? Can't they report the real situation of the chief? Really? It's so unfair!
Several reporters angrily took the manuscript and walked out of the room. They looked at each other and secretly made a decision.
Early the next morning, the first page of the daily newspaper everyone received was empty, with only eight big words written on it: I would rather leave it blank than lie.
Combined with the headlines of other newspapers, it immediately aroused everyone's imagination, thinking that there should be some wonderful connection between them!
Jin Qing had already returned to the entrance of the mental hospital at this time, because she found that she had nowhere to go because she was penniless, so she might as well come over to see Xiaoyou's true love.
707 was also very speechless towards Jin Qing. His host only liked gold, silver and jewelry and had no interest in those antiques.
He didn't take any of the antiques from the basement, and he also ignored the cash in the house. This was the most puzzling thing for him.
As for Jin Qing, she sneered at those antique calligraphy and paintings: a pile of broken porcelain bowls were still hidden like treasures. She thought that the bowls she used to drink porridge in the palace were more beautiful than this.
Jin Qing was walking aimlessly on the road before, but suddenly thought of Feng Yiwei.
Although this Feng Yiwei was full of malice towards her and was planning to use her as bait to fish out Mo Ziling.
But it is undeniable that this man was sent to a mental hospital by her before he could hurt her. Regarding this, Jin Qing felt that it was necessary to see him again.
Jin Qing squatted at the entrance of the mental hospital until midnight. After asking 707 to block all surveillance cameras, Jin Qing jumped over the electric fence and walked towards Feng Yiwei's ward with her waist hunched over.
The security guards of this mental hospital trust these ubiquitous surveillances so much that no one patrols them at all, which is a convenience for Jin Qing.
Jumping onto the window sill where Feng Yiwei's ward was, Jin Qing was just about to look in when he was startled by someone standing by the window looking at him coldly.
Feng Yiwei, who did not wear glasses and was bound all over, looked more and more like a ghost who died unjustly under the cold moonlight. He stared coldly at Jin Qing with the few pupils in his round white eyes.
Jin Qing gently opened the window a little and looked at Feng Yiwei in front of him: "How have you been lately!"
707: ""Host, are you just saying hello? Do you still expect the other party to tell you that he is doing well!
Feng Yiwei still looked at Jin Qing coldly, his thin lips parted slightly: "I'm fine, how about you?"
Jin Qing: "It's okay!" I just don't have money to eat.
707: ""Perhaps this person should be admitted to a mental hospital, and his host should also be admitted to a mental hospital for treatment.
For a period of time after that, Jin Qing and Feng Yiwei looked at each other, but neither spoke.
Just when Jin Qing was about to jump off the window and leave, Feng Yiwei suddenly saw a big smile on his face, revealing his sixteen teeth that had turned slightly yellow due to not being brushed for several days: "Come and play for a while! "
Jin Qing grinned when he heard this: Is this person really crazy?
After hearing Jin Qing's question, 707 quickly performed a health scan on Feng Yiwei. Then 707 took a breath of air: "Host, this Feng Yiwei is really crazy!"
Jin Qing: ""It's so sudden!
It turned out that when Feng Yiwei tried to pry into Jin Qing's soul, his mind had been damaged, and even his years of practice had been destroyed.
It's just that Feng Yiwei himself never noticed it, and because he failed to cast the spell several times later, he was caught by the medical staff who thought he had newspaper tendencies and was put into the electric chair and received several electric shock treatments.
Since then, his brain has been severely damaged and he has truly become mentally ill.
707's explanation made Jin Qing gasp: She seemed to have committed another crime unintentionally.
Later, Jin Qing comforted himself and said: Fortunately, Feng Yiwei is the biological son of the world consciousness. Without the threat of the little golden dragon, the world consciousness has begun to re-regulate the order of the world. I believe that when a good opportunity comes, this Feng Yiwei can still The one who rules the world?
After all, in order to protect him, the world consciousness completely blocked his information.
Thinking of this, Jin Qing gently closed Feng Yiwei's window under Feng Yiwei's gaze, jumped off the window sill, and climbed out of the mental hospital.
After confirming the location of Feng Yiwei's driver and assistant Lao Wang with 707, Jin Qing knocked out Lao Wang, who was looking for Feng Yiwei like a headless fly, picked him up, and threw him directly in the yard of the mental hospital: Save your master!
707 covered his face: It’s over, there’s one more person, now there’s no one left to save the world’s male protagonist, you’re trying to eradicate it, host!
Jin Qing looked at Lao Wang lying on the ground with satisfaction: If Feng Yiwei really dies in a mental hospital in the future, it will have nothing to do with me.
Seeing that Lao Wang moved on the ground, Jin Qing turned around and was about to walk towards the outer wall of the mental hospital.
But he felt a sudden vibration in his heart.
Jin Qing put his hand to his heart in confusion, not understanding what was going on.
707 explained to Jin Qing: "Master host, your mission is completed, but Shi You made a request."
In his previous life, because Mo Ziling injured the lives of Shi You's parents who should have survived, Shi You had no chance to meet Feng Yiwei as the male protagonist of the same world.
