Felix Grove pushed a metal trolley among the supermarket shelves and threw a bag of sandwich biscuits into his shopping trolley.
"Strawberry flavor sucks. Only idiots eat strawberry flavor." A voice said to him.
"No, only an idiot would hate the smell of strawberry," Felix said.
"It's up to you. But today I have to eat that spicy little guy...what do you call it?" The voice was full of laughter.
"...spicy strips."
"That's right, that stuff tastes great."
"No, we're not going to eat today," Felix said.
"But you said we would buy it next time we go to the supermarket!"
"Sorry I forgot."
"This is a lie! Okay, now I'm angry. Okay, then I can only reluctantly eat you instead."
"No, you won't." Felix continued pushing the shopping cart carelessly, "We are eating vegetarian food tonight, something healthier. I am controlling my weight, we have to..."
At this time, he noticed that the aunt beside the shelf was secretly looking at him with a somewhat fearful and curious look, the typical look you would want to look at but dare not look at when you meet a person with a mental disorder on the road.
But when she noticed Felix turning around, she quickly retracted her gaze as if she was electrocuted.
Felix showed a somewhat embarrassed expression.
"...I just accidentally said it out loud, didn't I?" This time he deliberately controlled his mouth and said it in his heart.
"I want to eat spicy strips." The voice groaned.
Felix frowned: "This feels a bit difficult. To communicate with ideas, you have to concentrate all the time and consciously control your mouth not to make sounds..."
"I want to eat spicy strips." The voice continued to hum.
"Ah, yes, there is one more thing. Remember to remind me tomorrow, the reporting day is coming. We have to go to the mothership and undergo psychological tests and so on. Remember to remind me to get up early in the morning..." Felix
consider.
"I want to eat spicy strips."
"..."
Felix let out a sigh of relief.
"Okay, okay, spicy strips." He slammed several large bags of spicy strips on the shelf into the shopping cart, "Are you satisfied?"
"Ha, that makes sense." The voice became a little more excited, "I knew you cared."
"I just can't bear the noise from you. Now I can buy what you want. Can you please be quiet?"
"Yes, sir." The voice became very serious.
Then it finally got really quiet.
When he noticed something strange in the eyes of the girl opposite him, Felix realized that he had spoken out loud again.
He squeezed out a smile that looked as natural as possible but was still inevitably embarrassed, and pointed at his ears that were covered by his hair.
"I was on the phone with my brother, and the kid was having a tantrum." He smiled.
Thank God his hairstyle can cover his ears, so he can fool people into believing that there is a Bluetooth headset that does not exist. The girl also came to her senses, gave him an understanding smile, pushed the shopping cart and walked away.
"Brother!?" The voice that had just been quiet started to make noise again, "You are the younger brother!"
Felix no longer wanted to speak.
Yes, this noisy voice in my mind is his phantom.
It even has a name, Shadow, which is said to be the name it gave itself. Because it thought it sounded like a killer ninja or something, and it thought it was cool.
Felix had only recently learned about the existence of shadows, and he was still trying to accept it. But at the same time, he was also told that the shadows had actually been there for a long time, and he was just noticing it now.
All the abnormalities that happened to him in the past, such as him being fragmented from time to time, appearing in strange places when he woke up, or enemies lying on the floor next to him, were basically all caused by this guy.
Jiu Chu's understanding of phantoms is not very deep, but they also know that there are many kinds of phantoms. For example, Felix's kind is different from Fana's. Every time the shadow appears, it will take over his body.
It feels a bit like a poker king with colorful hair and his spirit behind him. Every time he fights with someone, the spirit behind him has to take the fight.
From this perspective, Shadow is not only the Phantom, but also like another personality derived from himself.
To be honest, Felix was really shocked when he heard this at first, and spent a while doubting life. But soon he felt lucky, at least his phantom was not the kind of person who was looking forward to it all day long.
The world is in chaos. It seems that its biggest ambition is to have spicy strips after meals, and it is quite easy to get along with.
When Felix left the supermarket, he checked his phone and his voicemail box. He clicked on the unread messages and the first one was from his uncle Gallatin Grove.
"Have you been busy lately, kid? I know we haven't had time to sit down and have a good chat since... you are very busy and may not be in the mood. But I also hope you know that we care about you and our family.
All.
All the decisions we make are for your own good. We want you to know that the family will always support you, and we hope that no matter what you are thinking, come and talk to us..."
He hung up the message before he finished listening and threw the message into the trash can.
"Wow, he's really heartless." Shadow's voice sounded again, "Seriously, I think the old guy is pretty good. Maybe you can consider talking to him."
"Shut up and eat your spicy sticks."
Felix said, unwrapped a handful of spicy sticks, stuffed them into his mouth, and took a big bite.
Although it seems a bit funny, they share many parts of their bodies, such as taste. So when he says "eat your spicy strips", he is actually referring to himself.
"It's delicious." Shadow was very happy.
The more times like this, the more curious Felix becomes, how they can trust this guy with their secrets and missions.
The existence of the shadow basically explains why there is a USB flash drive with level 10 permissions hidden in his bathroom. To be more precise, that one belongs to the shadow, and the shadow is the Situation Bureau - it is also the secret agent of his family group who broke into Secret Service 9.
Zhuang, a spy, so technically he was actually a spy himself, but he never realized it.
So the more he got to know him, the more strange he felt. After all, now that he knows the existence of his roommate in his body, according to his observation, the main feature of this thing is that it is very edible, and it feels like a husky has moved into his body.
How do those drug sellers feel comfortable asking a husky to take on the task of being an undercover agent?
But no matter what, he was the only one who was kept in the dark. Everyone around him realized what was going on, but no one thought to tell him the truth.
He wasn't very happy about it.
Halfway through, a new phone call came through.
"This is Felix Grove...Yes, I'm nearby. Is it a suspected infection? Okay, I know, I'll stop by and have a look."
After hanging up the phone, he put the phone into his pocket: "Okay, we have to work."
"Okay." Shadow sighed, and then asked tentatively, "Maybe... we can take a pack of spicy chips on the road?"
"No." Felix said firmly.
"......All right."
The scene of the accident was not far away. The scene was under the control of the local public security department at this time. When the report was received, it was originally just an ordinary death, but it was just because there had been more than one recently, and together there were signs that it might be an infection-related incident.
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As usual, Felix's first priority is to assess whether the incident is related to infection.
He went back to his residence first, threw the shopping bags and other items on the living room floor, then went downstairs, got into his car, and drove straight to the scene.
After a five-minute drive, he arrived quickly. He parked the car on the side of the road, ignored the shadow's whispers about spicy strips in his ears, and crossed the road to the Eucalyptus Place.
The scene was in an apartment building, and the outside had been cordoned off by the security officers. However, the Ninth Bureau had obviously greeted the other party in advance. After Felix arrived at the scene and showed his ID, the security officers let him go without further questioning.
He crossed the blockade.
The police officer in charge of the scene received him very friendly and politely asked him to check the scene.
The deceased was a man.
He was dead on the bed, naked, but his whole body... let's just say, it was a bit unsightly.
His skin was wrinkled, like a tree trunk that had been drained of moisture, almost tightly adsorbed on the bones. His eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were rounded before death. He kept reaching for the window sill, withered eyes.
The arm is like a branch that breaks at the slightest touch.
Such death is not common. Felix frowned slightly: "Have you discovered the cause of death?"
The Sheriff's expression became a little subtle and he said softly.