Clone No. 21 looked at Su Wei warily and asked with hostility: "What do you want to do?"
"I'll bring you some water and food, lest you feel that our security bureau treats prisoners harshly and is inhumane." Su Wei pointed to the lunch box next to him with a smile, and handed him the half glass of water in his hand.
Clone No. 21 did not believe that he would suddenly become so friendly. He did not reach out to take the cup, but immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed, moving defensively towards the corner.
However, there were heavy and strong iron chains tied between his ankles. He staggered back and almost tripped over the iron chains.
Clone No. 21 looked at the lunch box on the table and asked, "Are you trying to poison me?"
Su Wei sneered and said: "How could it be? You are now blessed with super powers and are not afraid of swords and guns. You are really a rare person. It would be a pity if you were poisoned to death like that."
Clone No. 21 quickly said: "I no longer have that ability. Guimu developed a new drug that caused me to lose my powers. I have long been no different from ordinary people. You don't have to be afraid of me."
"Really?" Su Wei suddenly raised his pistol and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The swift bullet penetrated No. 21's chest in an instant.
Clone No. 21 looked at the large amount of blood on his chest and took two steps back in fear. The red blood gurgled out, and he seemed to feel that his physical strength was gradually declining.
He said in a trembling voice: "Why, why do you have to put me to death?"
Su Wei put away his pistol and said calmly: "Don't be afraid. See for yourself whether this bullet can kill you."
I saw that the wound on the chest of clone No. 21 had gradually healed, and the horrific gunshot wound quickly disappeared. His torn clothes were stained with blood, but there was no trace of scars on the exposed skin.
"What's going on? Didn't I lose my powers?" Clone No. 21 lowered his head in surprise and joy, looking at his hands and body excitedly. "I'm still immortal, right?
?”
Su Wei said: "That's right. That guy Guimu hasn't developed any medicine that can suppress your powers at all. He is just deceiving you so that you can let him control you. If he hadn't appeared halfway, I'm afraid you would have had a chance to escape.
Get out."
"Why are you telling me this?" Clone No. 21 showed a confused expression.
Su Wei walked towards him step by step, looked directly into his eyes and said: "I want you to know that you have been just an insignificant pawn of ICV from the beginning. Guimu just wants to use you and will not care about you at all."
Your life and death. If you really want to regain your freedom and live well in the sun, you should clearly understand who your enemy is."
"I understand, you are here to separate me and ICV, right?" Clone No. 21 gently wiped the blood on himself, looking much calmer and calmer.
After knowing that his superpowers had not disappeared, he was obviously more confident. His old ambitions reappeared in his eyes that were still filled with fear. "But what good will it do me to help you? What if I follow your instructions?"
According to the rules, I may have to stay in the dungeon for the rest of my life. Can you allow me to atone for my sins and regain my freedom?"
Su Wei said: "That's right. If you can help us kill Guimu, it will be a great achievement. The Security Bureau will definitely be lenient to you."
"You really think too highly of me. Guimu has the same immortality as me, so I can't hurt him. Besides, I'm alone, and behind him are hundreds of ICV members. I can't communicate with him at all.
He resisted." Clone No. 21 lazily sat back on the bed. He half-closed his eyes, folded his hands around his chest, and looked indifferent, as if he was in no hurry to escape from here.
Guimu originally created him to deal with the Security Bureau and make him the executioner of the ICV. Now that Su Wei has come to win over him, it is just for ulterior motives and a pretense of seeking peace.
He has lived for so many years, but has never been able to live according to his own wishes, and has always been at the mercy of others. Now, he no longer wants to be used by others.
Seeing that he was indifferent, Su Wei continued to persuade: "You have been in the ICV for so many years, so you should know Guimu better than me. He is cunning, suspicious, and cruel. Do you think he will tolerate another 'immortal' remaining in this world?"
What's more, you are younger and stronger than him, so it's impossible for him not to be afraid of you. Maybe he will really develop a drug that suppresses your powers. By then, you will become an ordinary person again, and you will become an ordinary person again.
A shameless, humble and cowardly substitute. He may kill you, or he may enslave you again and let you continue to be his lackey. A pitiful dog who can only look at his master's eyes."
"Shut up! Stop talking!" Clone No. 21 stood up immediately. He walked forward emotionally, the shackles on his feet colliding with each other, making a harsh sound. He grabbed Su Wei viciously
collar, pushing him back hard.
Su Wei's back hit the iron railing behind him hard. He frowned in pain, but he was not angry. "You are actually scared, right? The reason you came to this world is to give ghosts
As a substitute, now that he is immortal, you have lost your value to the ICV. You should be on the side that really needs you."
Clone No. 21 said coldly: "Don't think I don't know. You people in the Security Bureau hate the ICV and are very hostile to me. If I didn't have superpowers, you might have torn me into pieces."
It’s over. Do you think I will be willing to sacrifice my life for you just because of your few words?”
"Do you know Yugu, Phytolacca and Yueyan? They were all once subordinates of the Ghostly Purpose, and they were people who were on the opposite side of the Security Bureau. But since they broke with the ICV, our Security Bureau has accepted them
"For us, what matters is not what you did in the past, but which side you want to be on in the future." Su Wei pushed away the hand of clone No. 21 and patted himself lightly for the dust.
collar.
Clone No. 21 was silent for a while, seeming to be a little moved. After a while, he said: "Oh, what you said are the thoughts of the Security Bureau or your personal thoughts? Your Security Bureau is
After classifying me as the most dangerous Category A prisoner, will your Director Wu feel free to let me leave this dungeon?"
Su Wei said: "Director Wu is inevitably stubborn as he gets older, and he is also overly cautious. If we obey him in everything, I'm afraid we will miss the opportunity and allow that ghost to cause trouble for the rest of our lives."
The expression on his face suddenly reminded clone No. 21 of himself. When he had to surrender to the ghost eyes but was unwilling to do so, he seemed to be like this. How could Su Wei be so impatient now?
