Chapter 4592 (four thousand five hundred and ninety-two) random fabrication
The gray-handed man said: "What did you say?"
"I said, if my father really only smiled like that at five people, then... then when my father smiled like that at the other four people, he must have seen it," the man said.
"Did he refute what you said?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Rebutted." The man said, "He said that he had never been seen by others. He also said... that was his special way of communicating with five people, and he would not do that in front of others... even though that person was A relative of his, he wouldn’t do that in front of that person either.”
The man with gray hands asked again: "Do you believe what he said?"
"Of course I didn't believe it." The man said, "I said, 'He must have seen it,' and that 'him' was my relative... But he seemed to think I was talking about someone else."
"Did you say anything to him?" the gray-hand man asked.
"He said it." The man said, "I said, he actually said something about a special way of communication... This kind of thing, when you hear it, you feel... fake. It's even made up and doesn't look real."
The man with gray hands said, "Where is he?"
"He actually asked me what he had to say so that I could believe it." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "What you just said were all in the language of that world, right?"
"Yes." The man said.
The Gray-Hand Man said, "What about your next sentence? Didn't you use the language of that world?" The reason why he asked this was because the Gray-Hand Man guessed that "No matter what you say, it's useless!" He probably said it after this.
The man heard this and thought: He really knows! They asked me deliberately to see if I was telling the truth.
He quickly said: "Yes."
"What did you say?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I told him... I told him that it would be useless no matter what he said." The man said.
At this moment, the gray-hand man felt that the other person must have told him the truth. At this moment, the brown-hand man also felt that as long as the person didn't remember it wrong, he shouldn't have told them a lie. "What about him?" The gray-handed man continued to ask.
"He said he was telling me the truth, but I thought he... thought he was lying to me," the man said.
"What happens next?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Then, I told him...said...he couldn't lie to me." The man replied.
"What was his expression after hearing this?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He is still smiling, and the smile this time is...different from all the smiles before." The man replied.
The man with gray hands said: "What's the difference?"
"His smile at this time was very complicated... as if... there was more than one emotion... I... I can't explain it clearly," the man said.
"Didn't he say anything?" the man with gray hands asked.
"He said it." The man said, "He said that some things have obviously been said by him, and he has said it very... very clearly, but... the people listening are still unclear... I don't know if he is pretending not to be clear on purpose. , or... still really unclear.”
"Have you ever been shaken after hearing this?" The man with gray hands asked again.
"I can't remember whether I was moved... or shaken," the man said, "But I still can't believe that he is my father, because... because he is like that relative of mine!"
"What did you tell him?" the gray-hand man asked.
The man said: "He said I didn't know clearly...I just said...I saw it clearly."
"Where is he?" The man with gray hands asked again.
(End of chapter)