Just as the field mouse was tied into a rice dumpling and thrown into the truck compartment, Mather squatted down in front of Feng Qiqi in the single room on the first floor.
"Hey, wake up." She said, slapping Feng Qiqi's face with her hand.
The latter soon opened his eyes in a daze. As soon as he woke up, the sharp pain on the back of his head also woke up. Feng Qiqi took a hissing breath, and then asked: "...
…What’s going on? Why are you tying me up?”
Mather's green eyes stared at him.
"Nothing, I suddenly want to chat with you."
"What do you have to say to me? Ah... this is Lin San Bar? Is she here?" Feng Qiqi thought of this and immediately raised his head alertly, looking around but found nothing.
Mather smiled at him and sat down opposite him, their eyes facing each other.
"...Feng Qiqi, although the relationship between us is the worst and we quarrel every chance we get - but I have to admit that after seeing you this time, we get along pretty well."
"Did Lin Sanjiu tell you something?" Feng Qiqi asked back, coughing a few times: "I advise you to listen to my side..."
Mather didn't talk at all, but smiled to herself: "Out of the 11 people besides me, you are the second to last person I least want to see."
This sentence seemed to have magic power. Feng Qiqi suddenly fell silent and did not ask "Who is the last one?"
"It's a good thing that Sociopath didn't come out, right? Alas, I don't speak Chinese very well. What's the Chinese word for this word..." She glanced at the other person and continued: "...You also remember it, right?
At that time Lu Ze was sent to a mental hospital, and several international experts diagnosed him and confirmed the existence of 11 of our personalities."
The gentle voice of a woman echoed in the room, but the tied man never said a word.
"There is only the last personality. No doctor has ever seen it, and we are not familiar with it. Just when everyone thought that the 12th personality did not exist, a female doctor came - remember? She was pretty good-looking.
Well...in order to understand this rare case of split personality, she chatted with Lu Ze all night long...and was found naked and dead in the office the next day."
"Like a pregnant woman, her belly was bulging high, filled with pillows and documents from her office... I heard that they were all soaked in blood. 'The 12th Person' was written on the stitches on her belly, and there were
Draw a heart.”
"Person 12. All the doctors only know this code name. No one has seen him - is he a boy or a girl? How old is he? What is his name? None of them are known. We can only analyze him from his behavior when he appears.
It’s a...well, what is it called in Chinese..."
Feng Qiqi opened his mouth softly and spoke: "******'s morbid personality."
His tone is very strange, his words are ambiguous and soft, but it has a charm that distorts the words, making people want to hear more of what he says. Whether it is Lu Ze or the previous Feng Qiqi, they have never been
I have never spoken in this tone.
Mather's expression suddenly changed. She tried her best to steady her trembling hands, took a deep breath, and asked: "How can you prove that you are the real Feng Qiqi now?"
He raised his head, looked at Mather for a while, and showed what could be called an innocent smile.
"Forget it. It's quite tiring to keep pretending to talk like Feng Qiqi." The words that came out of his mouth were soft, soft, and a little unclear. They were completely different from before.
Mather stared at him blankly, speechless for a while.
"It's strange... In order not to let you notice, I pretended to be your nemesis Feng Qiqi. If it were him, wouldn't it be normal to confront you? Why did you suspect me?" Feng Qiqi - No
, it should be 12 - he tilted his head in confusion and asked.
"The person who knows you best is your enemy." Mather smiled with a pale face.
12 nodded in agreement. "No wonder. However, I am the one who has control of Lu Ze's body now. I can split you apart and take you back again... although it's a bit troublesome to put it away. You don't
Will you forget it?"
Mather gritted her teeth, stretched her fingernails with a swipe, and stared into his eyes: "Then give it a try."
12 glanced at her nails and frowned slightly. "It's obviously useless, but you still stick it out... Oh, I remember you seem to have upgraded..."
Having said this, he suddenly showed a stiff smile: "Let me see how it will be upgraded."
If a plastic dummy could laugh, this would be it.
"I'm warning you -" Mather jumped up and swung her nails hard at 12, causing the wind to blow up the curtain at the door: "Don't make that expression with Luze's face.
!”
Even though he was tied into a ball, 12 was still as flexible as a fish - he kicked his legs and rolled on the ground, narrowly avoiding the long nails and struggling to escape from the rope. Ma
How could Se give him a chance? She turned her fingers into claws and grabbed him again - 12's eyelids twitched and she showed a startled expression.
Mather's nails have changed, no longer exuding the metallic color as before. Today's nails seem to have become a matte material, shockingly hard - the wall scratched by the nails is deeply opened.
There were flowers, and through the holes, you could even see the bed next door.
Understood……
When another attack came, 12 did not dodge but faced it. A deep wound was made by his nails, and blood dripped down. What he was using now was Lu Ze's body - not yet
When Mather felt distressed, she saw several pieces of broken rope falling to the ground.
"Thank you for helping me untie the knot." 12 said politely, stepping out of the broken rope. "Next, you can go back and watch me play."
Mather immediately stopped.
12 smiled and took a step forward - just as he was about to take action, suddenly he was quietly surprised: "Huh?"
"The ability is gone, isn't it?" The woman opposite said, with joy in her tone: "Even the basic ability is gone, what a coincidence!"
12 looked up at her with some surprise. No matter what expression he made, it always seemed to be from a different level, shallow and unreal.
Seeing "Lu Ze" like this, Mather suppressed her discomfort and rushed forward again——
[The soap used to wash clothes will also become dirty]
Introduction: All evolutionary abilities (including basic and advanced) of a person injured by nails will be washed away within 120 seconds. Nails stained with the opponent's blood cannot be used again within 24 hours. Only
Only clean nails can continue to activate the whitening ability.
After losing all Luze's abilities, 12 became like an ordinary person - his resistance did not last ten seconds before he was knocked down by Mather and stepped on the ground. His hands were cut behind his back.
, tied up with sheets, and then she muttered "Sorry" to Lu Zemo in her heart, then withdrew her nails and slashed hard on the back of her head, and she immediately fell into coma again.
The first time she used her new ability, she defeated a scary person like 12. Mather breathed a sigh of relief and felt her whole body go limp.
Looking at 12 with her eyes closed tightly, she frowned, suddenly feeling a little troublesome. After thinking about it, it was best to know about this and ask for a drink... Mather sighed, pushed him under the bed, turned around and left.
The door.
When Xiaojiu left just now, she even forgot to tell her where she was going. Just when Mather was standing at the door of the building a little worried, not knowing where to find her, someone in the distance suddenly called her: "Mather!
"
She turned around and saw a strange woman with long black hair.
If Lin Sanjiu was here, he would immediately find out that it was Fang Dan.
But speaking of it, because of Lu Ze's split personality and deformation ability, the situation quietly became complicated without being known to anyone.
During the few days when 12 was pretending to be Mather, he met Fang Dan many times through Lin Sanjiu’s relationship, so Fang Dan knew Mather; however, on the day when Lin Sanjiu met Fang Dan, the real Mather
Then he disappeared, so Mather didn't know Fontaine personally.
"Who are you?" Mather glanced at this woman warily - after what she had just experienced, such as 12 and Chen Jinfeng, she unconsciously became wary of others.
Fontan's open mouth closed again. She glanced at Mather as if she was crazy, and couldn't figure out what was wrong with her: "...if you are looking for a drink, she is in the well management team!
"
After saying that, she turned around and left.
When they went to the canteen before, Lin Sanjiu had told Fang Dan that if Mather asked where she was, just tell her that she was in the well management team - but the fake "Mather" didn't ask, so she kept it in her mind.
The way Marcel was looking around just now, it was obvious that she was looking for someone, so Fang Dan volunteered to tell Lin Sanjiu's instructions.
Although Mather looked confused, she went to the well management team.
The water well group was far away. Due to such a strange combination of circumstances, almost forty minutes had passed by the time she realized that he was not there and walked around several times before finding Lin Sanjiu.
After hearing what Mather said, Lin Sanjiu was so shocked that she was stunned.
She never expected that there would be such twists and turns in the process. After the surprise was digested, she thought about it carefully and suddenly her face turned a little bad: "...You can't just put the person under the bed like that. Wan
What if he takes you back once he wakes up?"
"Don't worry about that. If you want to put away the splitting ability again, it won't be as simple as just a thought..." Mather smiled comfortingly at her, "It's just a bit of a headache what to do in the future."
But despite saying that, the two of them still 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, there is no need for us to stay here.
Once it’s done, take it in the car and leave—”
As she spoke, she opened the curtain, bent down and took a look under the bed.
Mather looked at Lin Sanjiu's motionless back and laughed: "Did I beat him too badly?"
Lin Sanjiu slowly turned her head, her face pale: "...Is there no one under the bed?"
