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When the field mouse was tied into a dumpling and threw it into the truck compartment, in the single room on the first floor, Mather squatted down in front of Feng Qiqi.
"Hey, wake up," she said, slapped Feng Qiqi's face with her hands.
The latter quickly opened his eyes in a daze. As soon as I woke up, the sharp pain in the back of my head also woke up. Feng Qiqi took a breath of cold "sizzle" before asking, "...what's the matter? Why is it tied to me?"
Mather stared at him with green eyes.
"Nothing, I suddenly wanted to chat with you."
"Is there anything you must tie me to say? Ah... Is it Lin San Bar? She is here?" Feng Qiqi thought about this, immediately raised his head vigilantly, looked around, but found nothing.
Mather smiled at him, and sat down opposite him, their eyes facing each other.
"...Feng Qiqi, although the relationship between the two of us is the worst, we quarrel whenever we get the chance-but I have to admit that after seeing you this time, we got along pretty well."
"Did Lin Sanjiu tell you something?" Feng Qiqi asked back, coughing a few times: "I advise you to listen to what I have said..."
Maser didn't talk at all, but smiled to himself: "In the 11 people except me, you are the second last person I don't want to see."
This sentence seemed to have magical powers, Feng Qiqi suddenly fell silent, without asking "who is the last one".
"It's great that Sociopath didn't come out, right? Well, I don't speak Chinese very well. What is the Chinese of this word..." She glanced at the other person and continued: "...Do you remember? At that time, Luze was sent to a mental hospital. Several international experts diagnosed him and confirmed the existence of 11 of us."
The gentle voice of the woman echoed in the room, but the tied man never said a word.
"There is only the last personality. No doctor has seen it before, and is not familiar with us. Just when everyone thought the twelfth personality did not exist, a female doctor came—remember? He looked pretty good. Well... In order to understand this rare case of split personality, she talked to Lu Ze for a whole night... The next day, she was found dead naked in the office."
"Like a pregnant woman, her belly is bulging high, filled with pillows and documents from her office... I heard that everything is soaked in blood. There is a '12th person' written on the stitches of the belly, and there is also Drew a love heart."
"The twelfth person. All the doctors only know this code name. No one has seen him-is he male or female? How old? What is his name? I don't know all. I can only analyze him from his appearance when he appears. It's a... Well, what is the Chinese name..."
Feng Qiqi opened his mouth softly and said: "******'s pathological personality."
His tone was very strange, vague and soft, but with a charm of distorted words, which made people want to listen to him more. Neither Lu Ze nor the former Feng Qiqi had ever spoken in this tone.
Mather's expression suddenly changed. She tried her best to stabilize her trembling hand, took a deep breath, and asked, "How do you prove that you are the real Feng Qiqi?"
He raised his head, looked at Mather for a while, and showed an innocent smile.
"That's it. It's tiring to talk like Feng Qiqi all the time." The words that came out of his mouth were soft and light, and a little unclear, which was completely different from before.
Mather looked at him blankly, unable to speak for a while.
"Strange...I pretended to be your dead opponent Feng Qiqi to prevent you from noticing it. Wouldn't it be normal to fight against you if it was him? Why are you suspicious of me?" Feng Qiqi-no , It should be 12-asked with a puzzled head tilted.
"The one who knows you best is your enemy." Mather smiled palely.
Nodded at 12, very agreeable. "No wonder. However, I am the one who has control of Luzer's body now. I can split you out, and then take you back again... Although it is a bit troublesome to put it away. Wouldn't you forget?"
Mather gritted her teeth, brushed her nails and stretched out, staring at his eyes: "Then you can try it."
12 glanced at her nails and frowned slightly. "Obviously it's useless, but still stretched out...Oh, I remember you seem to have upgraded..."
Speaking of this, he suddenly showed a stiff smile: "Let me see what it's upgraded to."
If a plastic dummy can laugh, it must be like this.
"I warn you--" Mather leaped up, and then slammed her fingernails at 12, and the wind rolled up the curtain at the door: "Don't use Luzer's face to make that expression. !"
Even though he was **** in a ball, 12 was still as flexible as a fish-he kicked his legs and rolled on the spot, dodge his long nails, struggling to get out of the rope. How could Mather give him a chance, five fingers into claws, and grabbed him again-twelve eyelids twitched, revealing a dazed expression.
Mather's nails have changed, and they no longer emit the metallic color they used to. Today's nails seem to be a matte material, so hard that they are shockingly hard-the wall that was scratched by the nails is deeply blooming, and through the hole, you can even see the bed next door.
understood……
When another attack struck, 12 did not hide but greeted him, and was suddenly cut with a deep wound by his nails, and the blood immediately fell ticking. He was using Luzer's body now-before Mather felt distressed, only a few pieces of broken rope fell on the ground.
"Thank you for helping me untie this knot." 12 said politely, stepping out of the broken noose. "Next, you go back and watch me play."
Mather stopped immediately.
12 smiled, and took a step forward—just about to do it, suddenly he was lowly surprised: "Huh?"
"The ability is gone, isn't it?" The woman on the other side uttered, with a cheerful tone: "I don't even have the basic ability. What a coincidence!"
12 looked up at her with some surprise. No matter what the expression is, it is always made by him as if it is separated by a layer, with a slight sense of reality.
Seeing this "Luzer", Mather suppressed the discomfort in her heart and rushed up again——
[The soap used to wash clothes will also get dirty]
Introduction: For people injured by nails, all evolutionary abilities (including basic and advanced) will be washed out within 120 seconds. Nails that have been stained with blood from the other party cannot be used again within 24 hours. Only clean nails can continue to activate the whitening ability.
After losing all of Luzer's abilities, 12 became like an ordinary person-his resistance had not lasted ten seconds before he was knocked down by Mather and stepped on the ground. His hands were cut back and tied with a bed sheet, and then she silently said "sorry" to Lu Ze in her heart, then she retracted her nails and chopped it on the back of her head heavily, and suddenly fell into a coma again.
The first time he used his new ability, he brought down 12 such terrible people, and Maser breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his whole body was limp.
Seeing 12 with her eyes closed, she frowned, suddenly feeling a bit tricky. After thinking about it, it's better to know that there will be a small drink...Mather sighed, pushed him under the bed, turned and walked out the door.
Just now when Xiao Jiu left, he even forgot to say where he was going-just when Maser was standing at the door of the building a little sad, not knowing where to find her, someone in the distance called her: "Mather! "
She looked back and saw that she was a strange woman with long black hair.
If Lin Sanjiu was there, he would immediately find out that it was Fontane.
But speaking of it, because of Luzer's split personality and ability to transform, the situation has quietly become complicated when it is unknown.
In the past few days when I was pretending to be Marcel, through Lin Sanjiu's relationship, I met Fontaine many times, so Fontaine knew Marcel; however, on the day Lin Sanjiu met Fontane, the real Marser Disappeared, so Marcel didn't know Fontaine himself.
"Who are you?" Mather glanced at the woman warily-after experiencing 12, Chen Jinfeng and the like, she unconsciously took a guard against others.
Fontaine's opened mouth closed again. She glanced at Mather like she was crazy, wondering what was wrong with the other party: "...If you are looking for a small wine, she is in the well management team!"
After speaking, she turned and left.
When he went to the cafeteria before, Lin Sanjiu told Fontaine that if Maser asked where she was, he would say that he was in the well management team-and the fake "Maser" did not ask, she kept it in her heart. The way Maser looked around just now, it was obvious that she was looking for someone, so Fang Dan volunteered to tell Lin Sanjiu's orders.
Even though Mather looked confused, he went to the well management team.
The Shuijing Group was very far away, and under such circumstances, almost forty minutes had passed by the time she found out that the person was not there, and then went around for a few more times to find Lin Sanjiu.
Lin Sanjiu was stunned after hearing what Mather said.
She never thought that there would be such a twist in the middle. After the astonishment was digested, she thought about it carefully, and suddenly her face became a little worse: "...You just put the person under the bed like that. Once he wakes up, what if you take you back?"
"Don't worry about this. If you want to put the splitting power away again, it's not as simple as a thought..." Mather smiled comfortingly at her, "It's what I will do in the future, but it's a bit of a headache."
But despite saying that, the two of them went downstairs and walked towards Mather's room. Lin Sanjiu told her the identity of the field mouse: "...Since we have found the visa officer this time, we don't have to stay here anymore. Take the car and leave--"
While speaking, she opened the curtain and bent over and glanced at the bed.
Maser looked at Lin Sanjiu's motionless back and laughed, "I beat him too badly?"
Lin Sanjiu turned his head slowly, his face pale: "...There is no one under the bed?"
Chapter end
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