Of course Fu Qian was not really confused, after all, he was talking nonsense about Patch.
Just being crazy has to look like a lunatic. Even if all he hears from beginning to end is horses braying, it doesn't stop him from playing the role of an awakened Patch.
As for Cynthia's next words, no matter how good her acting skills are, one thing can be confirmed.
She is a true tester and doesn't care if she can "get rid" of Patch's mental invasion.
As long as this is confirmed, her motivation for saying anything can be attributed to her wanting to test and observe.
How could such a person easily believe his own words?
Her subsequent words were a temptation to doubt herself after disguising herself.
As for her behavior, Fu Qian's choice was to show hesitation and self-doubt cooperatively, and even asked to go down and listen to the horse's braying again.
Of course, this is only the first level, and eventually Dr. Cynthia will realize that she made this gesture deliberately just to tease her.
The reason for doing this is also very simple.
If you firmly believe that you are more than one Patch, then you will become an ordinary case, and you may enter a series of boring compliance procedures in the future.
Considering the subjective initiative, it needs to be more distinctive.
Therefore, Fu Qian decisively went a step further and showed an extremely bad deceitful nature, even trying to deceive the Doctor.
Of course, there are risks in doing so. After all, liars also need confidants.
When the acting skills are too good, if Dr. Cynthia cannot see any flaws, it will inevitably not have the desired effect, but will instead become a cocoon.
Fortunately, Dr. Cynthia lived up to her expectations.
Although I'm not sure what method she used, she really "saw" herself.
"You call this fun?"
Dr. Cynthia finally had anger in her eyes.
"You unreasonable lunatic!"
"Unreasonable? Why are you so sure that 'reason' is on your side?"
"What you believe in must be true? Just because a bunch of idiots agree with each other?"
Facing the unstable scientific researchers, Fu Qian naturally started logical rape.
"Don't try to influence me, Mr. Patch."
Dr. Cynthia sneered again.
"As I said just now, in view of your performance, we will give you some special treatment."
"Although I don't understand it, I still want to say that communicating with this level of 'Patch' has actually made me have a different interest, so I hope you won't disappoint me."
Can you adjust your psychology so quickly? You are indeed a professional.
Fu Qian thought to himself and nodded.
"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed."
Piu!
The next moment he stretched out his hand, gestured to Dr. Cynthia, and made a firing sound from his mouth.
Compared with Eiko Kuraki who was trembling violently, the doctor was obviously much calmer and just used his eyes to signal the two guards to control Fu Qian.
"But if possible, I still want to go down there again before the sound stops - to find my true self, hahahaha..."
It ended with a series of standard villain laughs, and Fu Qian was escorted out by two guards.
…
A few minutes later, Fu Qian was locked in a new confined space.
The difference from before is that the protection here looks much more exaggerated, and there are even several guards directly guarding the outside.
It's clear that given Fu Qian's outstanding performance, his risk assessment has improved significantly.
Of course, Fu Qian's concern has always been how to find that Gaoya Ulrich.
The most ideal situation is that the person is paying attention to you through monitoring.
This is not impossible.
After all, based on experience, the character he wants to eliminate has a high probability to be closely related to this project.
However, in view of the professionalism shown in this test so far, I did not directly say the name as a test before paying, so as not to alert the snake.
Of course, if the target is too uncooperative, don't blame yourself for using more violent methods.
Fortunately, the professionals did not let themselves down.
…
About half an hour later, Fu Qian, who was sitting quietly on the only chair in the room, suddenly sneezed.
The next moment he raised his right hand and rubbed his nose, as if he had been chilled by the cold wind.
However, for such a simple action, he seemed to have a difficult time completing it.
After rubbing my nose, I didn't even lower my hands normally. Before I left, my whole body was already fixed there, motionless, and even my expression became calm.
This posture lasted for about a minute, and with a click sound, the door of the room was opened from the outside.
First, two guards stood beside him, followed closely by a short and fat man.
She looks like she is in her fifties or sixties, wearing a lab coat similar to Cynthia's, but her posture is much more leisurely.
"Hello, Mr. Patch."
After looking him up and down, the man put his hands behind his back and said hello with a smile.
"Hello."
There was no change in Fu Qian's posture, and he said hello with a dull expression.
"How do you feel now?"
The visitor continued to ask.
“Not bad, very quiet.”
"Sorry, it's just a means of soothing the mind. In view of the assessment of your danger, we have to take some safety measures."
The man nodded and explained with a smile.
"Please rest assured that this will not cause permanent damage to you, it will just make you calmer for a short period of time."
"And to a certain extent, it will also make our subsequent communications more candid."
"Considering the timeliness, we'd better not waste time."
"My first question is very simple. What should I call you now? Mr. 9527, or Patch?"
"Being calmer, huh?"
Fu Qian ignored the man's question and looked at his right hand hanging aside.
The next moment, he slowly raised his hand and placed it on one side of his face.
Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, sharp nails scratched across his cheek, and a deep wound tore on both sides.
The man's smile instantly froze on his face.
And this was far from over. Under the horrified eyes of the crowd, he continued to move his hand upwards, all the way to the base of his ears, and drew an exaggerated smile on half of his face.
"As a person, you should be happy. It's not good to be too quiet."
Teeth were looming in the wound, and Fu Qian, who looked like a clown, continued to speak in a calm tone.
"impossible!"
The man followed in Dr. Cynthia's footsteps. He no longer had the attitude of being in control of everything. He gritted his teeth and looked at Fu Qian.
"You're paralyzed and there's no way you can do this!"
"Yeah?"
Fu Qian looked at him, with different smiles on both sides of his face.
"9527 is paralyzed, what does it have to do with me, Patch?"
This chapter has been completed!