Chapter 4585 (four thousand five hundred and eighty-five) Nose
"Where were you looking when you said these two words?" The man with gray hands asked.
"Looking at his nose." The man replied.
"Why do you do this?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Because I...I want to give him the impression that I...I'm looking at the tip of his eyebrows." The man replied.
"You want to get away with it?" the gray-hand man asked.
"It seems...it seems a bit." The man said.
"Aren't you worried that looking at your nose will be dangerous?" the gray-handed man asked again.
"I...I don't know, probably...probably not..." the man said, "I may not have thought comprehensively at the time, I just thought...if...if I didn't dare to look at the tip of his eyebrows at all , he will...will feel that what I say...is less credible."
The man with gray hands asked: "Did he think you were looking at the tip of his eyebrows?"
"No," the man said.
"How do you know he doesn't think you are looking between his eyebrows?" the man with gray hands asked again.
The man replied: "Because...because he said...said it."
"What did he say?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He said...he said...don't think that just looking at his nose is enough for me." The man said, "He also said that he is not that easy to deceive."
"Did you listen?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I... I didn't dare to say anything after hearing this, I just felt... it felt even more terrifying." The man said, "Because I... I don't understand why he... he even knows what I am thinking. I feel ...I don't think he could see clearly whether I was... looking between his brows or the tip of his nose...because...because at that time...when I looked at him, I deliberately...squinted my eyes... I squinted my eyes just to prevent him from seeing clearly where my eyes were looking at him..."
"You did this on purpose. In fact, you had the intention to lie to him?" asked the gray-handed man. "You...why do you ask that?" the man asked.
"Because you didn't look at his eyebrows but you wanted him to think you did." The gray-handed man said.
"This...this is not a lie." The man said.
"Then what do you think this is?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I...I think...this...this is a trick on my part. I hope he can...mistakenly think that I looked between his eyebrows. This...this is just a scheming...not a lie," the man said.
At this moment, the man with brown hands whispered to the man with gray hands: "He thinks this is not a lie, so will this happen when he talks to us?"
The gray-hand man said: "I don't know, but I think it won't happen. I hope not."
"Is there part of what he just said that you haven't heard him say before?" the brown-hand man asked again.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said, "It is probably the language of that world again."
"Do you want to ask him directly?" the brown-hand man asked, "ask him if that will happen if he talks to us?"
"Are you referring to situations related to cheating?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes, that's what I mean." The brown-hand man said, "I want to hear what he has to say."
"Okay, let me ask." The gray-handed man said.
Because the voice between the gray-hand man and the brown-hand man was not loud enough for the man to hear, the man felt that the place suddenly became quiet again. He felt more nervous and wondered why this happened again.
(End of chapter)