"That office must be expensive, right?"

Gu Shen took a deep breath and smiled, "I will come back often."

In fact, he had become accustomed to his days interning at the Somniloquist.

Coming back to say goodbye this time, he originally wanted to tell Little Xin that if he had time, he would be happy to help the Somniloquist... After the Madam's arrival, the Somniloquist would have more and more guests, and Zhou Yexin alone would be very busy.

"The price of the office... is alright. Actually, the rent hasn't gone up too much." Zhou Yexin looked at Tang Qingquan, who had finished smoking and walked over, and coughed softly, a little embarrassed.

"Because that shop is also mine."

Hearing the farewell from afar, the Grand Judge opened his mouth concisely: "Since business is getting better, then I'll help her change the storefront, and symbolically raise the rent a little."

"???"

Gu Shen was stunned.

"In fact... that one, that one, that one... they're all mine."

Tang Qingquan slowly reached out and pointed, one by one, from the beginning to the end of the street.

"This whole Lipu Street is yours?"

Gu Shen was a mess in the wind, and the trace of sadness he had been brewing in his heart was ruthlessly shattered.

He recalled Tang Qingquan's words on the plane.

["I have some houses on Lipu Street."]

You call that some?

"More or less. I helped Old Man Zhao with a favor back then, and he gave me this street."

Tang Qingquan admitted with a calm expression, then softly sighed: "Today is rent collection day. Although the payments have already been settled online, looking at these shops on rent collection day, no matter how bad the mood, it will become very good."

"..."

Gu Shen silently looked at Grand Judge Tang, thinking, did you take a bullet for Old Man Zhao?

"Little Xin, after the relocation is complete, please invite us to sit at your house." Tang Qingquan said calmly.

Gu Shen looked at the Grand Judge with a strange expression. Having spent a long time with Tang Qingquan, he gradually felt that this man was also extraordinary in some respects. He said the words "please invite us to sit at your house" without changing his expression, as if he were the real owner.

...

...

Zhou Yexin's house was not big.

A one-bedroom apartment.

She was originally from a single-parent family, and after her father Zhou Yu died, she was the only one left.

Alone, everywhere is home.

In fact... for her, alone, going to Zhongzhou to study, and then returning to Dongzhou, the houses she lived in changed one after another, but there was only one home. Her home remained in her long-ago childhood memories, never to be found again.

"Please sit down, both of you... I haven't cleaned much, please forgive me."

Gu Shen silently held his teacup, looking around the one-bedroom apartment.

Coming to Zhou Yexin's house was to investigate the case... to investigate the rabbit doll he had seen in the dream.

The Grand Judge said lightly, "Have you seen anything?"

It was precisely because he believed in Gu Shen that he was willing to come along... If someone else said that they had discovered a point of suspicion in Zhou Yu's case in Zhou Yexin's dream, Tang Qingquan would definitely be too lazy to pay attention. Over the years, he had put a lot of effort into Zhou Yu's case, and in the end, it had even evolved into some disturbances that went against his original intentions.

A quasi-S-level transcendent died in an explosion.

This was already a disgrace—

In fact, those transcendent who transcended the rules, may not be immortal like gods... Under the rules of nature, their bodies are still fragile, even the transcendents of the eleventh layer of the deep sea, still have no way to withstand the detonation of a large amount of explosives, will still be melted by lava, submerged by the deep sea, frozen to death by heavy snow.

Of course... the transcendents of the twelfth layer are another kind of "life."

"Zhou Yu carried the hopes of many people back then, and his death brought a great blow to the newly established Tribunal." Tang Qingquan said softly, "Accompanying it was also the questioning of the Tribunal's abilities. The Tribunal was an institution established following Gu Changzhi's will, and the initial stages were especially difficult. There were many big figures in the Council who were not optimistic... Zhou Yu's death caused a great deal of controversy. In the end, this case was submerged in the dust of history."

"Because there were no clues..."

Gu Shen felt a little powerless.

He suddenly understood Tang Qingquan's anger and helplessness.

Back then, Tang Qingquan and Zhou Yu were fellow disciples, and their relationship was quite deep. He knew Zhou Yu's strength and knew that it was impossible for him to die so easily, but the result was in front of him...

"I once suspected the truth of this incident. Zhou Yu was exceptionally talented, how could he die in a mere explosion? But the power of that explosion was too great. The roar swept through an entire block... but the final casualties were zero. The violent explosion was controlled within a very small range, and Zhou Yu didn't even have a wreckage left. He was burned clean."

Grand Judge Tang lowered his eyes, looking at his lonely face in the cup, "I had to accept the 'truth', he sacrificed himself to stop this explosion... being talented does not mean being omnipotent. Zhou Yu, my junior brother, also had things he couldn't do."

For example, choosing between saving himself and saving all beings.

Gu Shen silently looked at the photo on the table.

After moving to many places, alone for many years, Zhou Yexin always carried his father's photo with her... It was a photo of the two of them, the adult holding the child in his arms, squatting on the grass.

The face that could not be seen in the dream, finally revealed its true appearance.

The young Zhou Yu had a faint smile on his face, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes.

"Wait a moment..."

Gu Shen's expression froze. The age of Zhou Yexin in this photo was not much different from what he had seen in his dream.

Dora?

Dora was not in the photo frame... The girl was not holding a doll, but she was holding a chain.

"Woof!"

The bedroom door opened.

A white Samoyed ran out of the door cheerfully. It was not afraid of strangers. When it saw Gu Shen and Tang Qingquan, it curiously stuck out its tongue, lowered its head, circled around the two of them, and sniffed hard.

Gu Shen and Tang Qingquan both captured the details in the photo. The two of them exchanged glances.

This is...?

"Susie!"

Zhou Yexin called out softly. She trotted out of the bedroom, and the white dog happily ran back when it heard the call.

Tang Qingquan was a little disappointed. He took a sip of tea and said, "You have a dog... named Susie?"

What a pity.

He thought... this was Dora that Gu Shen saw in his dream.

The big dog was very energetic, but not noisy, and had an amiable smile.

"Yes." A gentle look appeared in Zhou Yexin's eyes. She stroked the dog's head and said softly, "Because of Susie, the days after returning to Dadu were not so difficult."

"Can I... touch her?"

Gu Shen made a small request.

"Of course." Zhou Yexin smiled, "She's very friendly."

Gu Shen carefully stretched out his palm, and Susie stuck out her tongue, smiled, raised her head, and touched the stranger's palm with her nose. After receiving a warm caress, she happily narrowed her eyes and simply lay down on the ground.

What an angel...

Gu Shen said softly, "How old is Susie?"

"Almost three years old." Zhou Yexin smiled.

Three years old?

No... Susie's timeline doesn't match.

That was already after Zhou Yexin returned from studying in Zhongzhou.

"In that photo... I saw that you had a dog before." Gu Shen continued to ask, "Is that dog still around?"

"Are you talking about... Dora?"

Zhou Yexin was stunned. Her eyes were a little low, and she smiled softly, "Dora is Susie's mother. She grew up with me, until I left Dongzhou to study in Zhongzhou. But she was too old, and she left not long after giving birth to Susie."

Here it comes—

Keyword, Dora!

Gu Shen's eyes narrowed, and he slightly turned his head to see Tang Qingquan's solemn expression.

The clues I got in the dream are not useless!

The Grand Judge sat upright and slowly said, "Would you mind telling us Dora's story?"

"Dora's story..."

Zhou Yexin was a little confused. She didn't understand why her teacher would suddenly ask about this. She smoothed her hair and tried hard to recall, and finally smiled bitterly, "Actually, there's no story... Dora was a gift my father bought for me. After my father left, she accompanied me through my childhood."

Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped.

"...That's all."

No.

It's not like that.

It's not just that...

Gu Shen looked at Zhou Yexin's silence, and he opened his mouth in his heart.

This matter is not that simple!

After seeing that dream... after confirming Dora's identity, the truth reflected in the dream has almost surfaced.

The rabbit doll Dora symbolizes this dog.

The girl in the dream lost Dora, and Zhou Yu encountered an accident while searching... But why did the Tribunal's final investigation result show that Zhou Yexin had nothing to do with the bombing?

At least she should have received corresponding attention as a party involved.

Moreover.

If the rabbit doll that was dissected in the villa corresponds to the beloved dog that accompanied Zhou Yexin in her childhood... then how did it "come back to life"?

The dead cannot be resurrected. This is an iron rule that no transcendent can overstep!

"Tell me what you have experienced..."

Gu Shen whispered in his heart, and at the same time, a wisp of burning fire slowly overflowed and gathered at the center of Zhou Yexin's eyebrows.

He cast a very gentle suggestion.

Something like encouragement.

"Actually... if I told you, you probably wouldn't believe it."

Zhou Yexin lowered her eyebrows, struggled for a long time, and suddenly felt a force in the dark.

She opened her mouth with some difficulty.

"In the days after my father left, I had a serious illness and a high fever... I seemed to see a lot of figures, coming and going, but none of them stayed."

"For many years, I have been wondering if this was just a dream... or something that really happened..."

Little Xin said softly, "Because that dream was too real... I once told people about it, and they treated me like a madman..."

She rubbed her eyebrows, sorted out her fragmented thoughts, and said wearily.

"I dreamed that my father died because of me."