Mus retreated behind Janus and looked at the cat's eyes with vigilant eyes.
"I can be a human being or not."
The cat's eye seemed to have said something, but when I thought about it carefully, it seemed that it didn't say anything at all.
This level of playing haha is on par with those of the Riddlers.
This feels very similar to the way the police at the scene of the crime deceived reporters.
for example.
'The victim has been sent for autopsy and the police have obtained preliminary clues.'
'Police officer, can you tell me the specific situation?'
'As for the situation, this is the current situation. The specific situation depends on what happens next.'
It seems like a lot has been said, but actually nothing has been revealed.
"Okay, Maoyan, stop teasing him."
Janus had no time to listen to the cross talk performance between the two: "How was your harvest today?"
"Same as usual, except there are two more today than yesterday."
After hearing what the boss said, Mao Yan immediately ignored Mus and followed Janus to introduce today's harvest.
Harvest? Two?
Musi's face changed slightly.
The familiar words gave him a bad association.
The next scene directly confirmed his association.
A disemboweled corpse lay quietly on the operating table.
Next to the corpse, there was a crying face mask.
The tragedy that should have come to an end nine years ago was repeated in Qianhua City.
But this time, we were not so lucky. There was no second hermit in Qianhua City who came out to stop this atrocity against humanity.
Janus began to shake his head and sighed: "Oh, Qianhua City really can't compare with Nevada City."
Maoyan said with a smile: "If you allow me to use some drastic measures, the efficiency can be tripled."
"You just want to kill people for fun, right?"
Janus said calmly: "If there is really a shortage, I will do it without you having to say it."
"The amount required by the organization is almost enough. The reason why I didn't ask you to stop is just because you are still of some use to me."
"That is to say, in fact, there is no need for me to continue killing people for a long time. It's just that you considered that I am still useful to your game, so you let me continue to do it?"
Maoyan spread his hands and shrugged: "You are really heartless, Master Janus."
Musi looked at Maoyan's exaggerated performance with fear.
He was afraid that Janus would be unhappy and throw everyone present into the stratosphere.
It can only be said that a madman is indeed a madman, whether he was facing the Hermit then or Janus now.
No fear can be seen in the cat's eyes.
It's as if this person is innately insulated from fear.
"To be honest, I'm a little tired of being stuck here all day dissecting these dolls. I can only attack certain people. When will I be allowed to move freely, Lord Janus?"
Maoyan asked as he packed up the corpse on the operating table.
"It doesn't matter when, it can be done now."
Um?
Maoyan himself was actually just asking casually.
But he didn't expect that Janus actually agreed.
What does this feel like.
This feels like you originally raised a finger and wanted to sell something for ten thousand.
As a result, the other party made a direct decision: One million, I want the goods!
According to the original plan, isn't it his turn to appear yet?
Maoyan’s body stopped cleaning up: “There has been a change in the plan?”
Janus pushed Muss out from behind: "Yes, there is a small problem. The number of players has increased, and the new players are your old acquaintances."
Maoyan narrowed his eyes and looked at Moose in surprise: "The new player... is the hermit?"
After specially bringing Musi here, the only person Maoyan could think of was the hermit.
"The plan has changed. You can act as you like without having to follow the order."
Janus did not answer the question directly, but pointed at Mus: "Next, he will be your partner. The only thing I ask of you is to find the Hermit."
"clear."
The eyes of the cat-eye smile narrowed into slits: "Lord Janus, I am good at killing people, but I am only average at action planning. So, can you ask my old friend Mus to find the target for me?"
Moose:?_??
Beast! What are you going to do?
Janus picked up the crying face mask beside the operating table and threw it into the red door: "In terms of intelligence, isn't Nata always in charge?"
"I haven't seen my old friend for a long time. I want to catch up with him. Besides."
Maoyan walked up to Moose and put his hand on his shoulder: "Nata's intelligence ability is incomparable to that of my old friend. I believe he will be able to pick out the most suitable hunting target and lure out the hermit."
.”
"It doesn't matter, he was originally used as bait to catch the hermit. If it can be put to use, that would be great."
After Janus retrieved the crying face mask, a small ball of black liquid climbed up his neck.
"Well... I understand, how is your plan going... Okay, okay, don't be nagging, I will go back as soon as possible."
Janus scooped up the black water from his neck and exploded it, causing the black liquid to splash everywhere.
And these liquids, like ginseng fruit, disappear without a trace as soon as they touch the ground.
Janus raised his hand and opened a red door: "You can take care of the rest by yourself. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
After saying that, he walked through the door and disappeared without a trace.
Only Maoyan and Musi were left at the scene, staring at each other in the operating room.
From his resurrection to the present, Maoyan's range of activities has been restricted to Jiuhua City, where he has been doing anatomy work day after day.
Very boring.
Janus's order was like a chain, firmly fixing him in this surrounding area.
But now, the chains have been opened.
Nevada City butcher, free again.
Compared to the happy cat eyes, Musi's expression is as happy as visiting a grave during the Qingming Festival.
'Am I providing a target for hunting? I think you are seeking revenge and want the hermit to turn me into a concrete block!'
Moose could not wait to pick up the scalpel on the cart and make gestures for the cat's eyes.
As soon as this thought came up, his mind immediately replayed the scene where he was pushed to the ground and hammered by this guy many years ago.
The boiling anger was extinguished in an instant.
'Calm down, you have to calm down Mus, you are just an ordinary person!'
Musi took a deep breath and resisted the urge to self-abuse: "How on earth did you survive?"
"The human body will perish, but the will will not."
Maoyan did not hide the reason for his resurrection from Mu Si.
While cleaning up the corpses on the operating table, he said: "You only need to transfer one person's personality and memory to another person to achieve the purpose of resurrection. It's very simple, isn't it?"
"Then you will still be you when you come back to life?" Mus asked in surprise.
"That depends on your definition of a person."
Maoyan doesn't care about this philosophical contradiction at all: "Does a person's personality create different memories, or does experience and memory shape personality?"
Maoyan put down the body and poked Musi's chest: "Or let me ask another question, is this body Musi's, or is your consciousness Musi's?"
Maoyan smiled without waiting for Musi's reply: "The original personality of my current body has been completely wiped out. In my opinion, the me now is completely the same as the me before. It's not a big problem to say that I am resurrected.
It's no different from ordinary people undergoing surgery to replace organs, I just changed my body."
"...You have changed a lot. You wouldn't have told me so much nonsense before,"
Muss did not continue to argue on this topic.
He just wants to know the specific means of Maoyan's resurrection, rather than arguing about the philosophical issue of what a human being is.
"There is no way. While destroying the other person's personality, you will inevitably be affected by the other person."
Maoyan's tone was very indifferent: "You can understand it as treating split personality."
………………
Musi looked at Maoyan's exaggerated performance with fear.
He was afraid that Janus would be unhappy and throw everyone present into the stratosphere.
It can only be said that a madman is indeed a madman, whether he was facing the Hermit then or Janus now.
No fear can be seen in the cat's eyes.
It's as if this person is innately insulated from fear.
"To be honest, I'm a little tired of being stuck here all day dissecting these dolls. I can only attack certain people. When will I be allowed to move freely, Lord Janus?"
Maoyan asked as he packed up the corpse on the operating table.
"It doesn't matter when, it can be done now."
Um?
Maoyan himself was actually just asking casually.
But he didn't expect that Janus actually agreed.
What does this feel like.
This feels like you originally raised a finger and wanted to sell something for ten thousand.
As a result, the other party made a direct decision: One million, I want the goods!
According to the original plan, isn't it his turn to appear yet?
Maoyan’s body stopped cleaning up: “There has been a change in the plan?”
Janus pushed Muss out from behind: "Yes, there is a small problem. The number of players has increased, and the new players are your old acquaintances."
Maoyan narrowed his eyes and looked at Moose in surprise: "The new player... is the hermit?"
After specially bringing Musi here, the only person Maoyan could think of was the hermit.
"The plan has changed. You can act as you like without having to follow the order."
Janus did not answer the question directly, but pointed at Mus: "Next, he will be your partner. The only thing I ask of you is to find the Hermit."
"clear."
The eyes of the cat-eye smile narrowed into slits: "Lord Janus, I am good at killing people, but I am only average at action planning. So, can you ask my old friend Mus to find the target for me?"
Moose:?_??
Beast! What are you going to do?
Janus picked up the crying face mask beside the operating table and threw it into the red door: "In terms of intelligence, isn't Nata always in charge?"
"I haven't seen my old friend for a long time. I want to catch up with him. Besides."
Maoyan walked up to Moose and put his hand on his shoulder: "Nata's intelligence ability is incomparable to that of my old friend. I believe he will be able to pick out the most suitable hunting target and lure out the hermit." .”
"It doesn't matter, he was originally used as bait to catch the hermit. If it can be put to use, that would be great."
After Janus retrieved the crying face mask, a small ball of black liquid climbed up his neck.
"Well... I understand, how is your plan going... Okay, okay, don't be nagging, I will go back as soon as possible."
Janus scooped up the black water from his neck and exploded it, causing the black liquid to splash everywhere.
And these liquids, like ginseng fruit, disappear without a trace as soon as they touch the ground.
Janus raised his hand and opened a red door: "You can take care of the rest by yourself. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
After saying that, he walked through the door and disappeared without a trace.
Only Maoyan and Musi were left at the scene, staring at each other in the operating room.
From his resurrection to the present, Maoyan's range of activities has been restricted to Jiuhua City, where he has been doing anatomy work day after day.
Very boring.
Janus's order was like a chain, firmly fixing him in this surrounding area.
But now, the chains have been opened.
Nevada City butcher, free again.
Compared to the happy cat eyes, Musi's expression is as happy as visiting a grave during the Qingming Festival.
'Am I providing a target for hunting? I think you are seeking revenge and want the hermit to turn me into a concrete block!'
Moose could not wait to pick up the scalpel on the cart and make gestures for the cat's eyes.
As soon as this thought came up, his mind immediately replayed the scene where he was pushed to the ground and hammered by this guy many years ago.
The boiling anger was extinguished in an instant.
'Calm down, you have to calm down Mus, you are just an ordinary person!'
Musi took a deep breath and resisted the urge to self-abuse: "How on earth did you survive?"
"The human body will perish, but the will will not."
Maoyan did not hide the reason for his resurrection from Mu Si.
While cleaning up the corpses on the operating table, he said: "You only need to transfer one person's personality and memory to another person to achieve the purpose of resurrection. It's very simple, isn't it?"
"Then you will still be you when you come back to life?" Mus asked in surprise.
"That depends on your definition of a person."
Maoyan doesn't care about this philosophical contradiction at all: "Does a person's personality create different memories, or does experience and memory shape personality?"
Maoyan put down the body and poked Musi's chest: "Or let me ask another question, is this body Musi's, or is your consciousness Musi's?"
Maoyan smiled without waiting for Musi's reply: "The original personality of my current body has been completely wiped out. In my opinion, the me now is completely the same as the me before. It's not a big problem to say that I am resurrected.
It's no different from ordinary people undergoing surgery to replace organs, I just changed my body."
"...You have changed a lot. You wouldn't have told me so much nonsense before,"
Muss did not continue to argue on this topic.
He just wants to know the specific means of Maoyan's resurrection, rather than arguing about the philosophical issue of what a human being is.
"There is no way. While destroying the other person's personality, you will inevitably be affected by the other person."
Maoyan's tone was very indifferent: "You can understand it as treating split personality."