Doomsday Wonderland

Just as the voles were tied into a scorpion and thrown into the truck compartment, in the single room on the first floor, Mather squatted in front of Feng Qiqi.

"Hey, wake up," she said as she slammed Feng Qiqi's face with her hand.

The latter quickly opened his eyes in confusion. Just woke up, the sharp pain in the back of the brain also woke up, Feng Qiqi took a sigh of relief, and asked: "...What happened? Why tied me?"

Mather's green eyes stared at him.

"Nothing, I suddenly want to chat with you."

"Is there anything to tie me to say? Ah... is Lin San Bar? Is she here?" Feng Qiqiyi read this and immediately raised his head in a vigilant manner, and looked around, but found nothing.

Mather smiled at him and sat down opposite him. The two were just opposite each other.

"... Feng Qiqi, although the relationship between the two is the worst, there is a chance to quarrel - but I have to admit that after seeing you this time, we get along quite well."

[My sleep disorder is serious again. I am tired and sleepy in these two days. I can’t help myself. The text has been written in half, but it may have to wait until tomorrow.

“Is Lin Lin’s wine talking to you?” Feng Qiqi asked one sentence and coughed a few times: “I advise you to listen to my side...”

Mather didn't talk at all, but smiled at himself: "In the 11 personalities except me, you are the second last person I don't want to see."

This sentence seems to have magical powers. Feng Qiqi suddenly silenced and did not ask "who is the last one."

"It’s great that the sociopath didn’t come out, right? Hey, my Chinese is not very good. What is the Chinese word for this...” She glanced at the other side and continued: “...Do you remember? At that time, Luzer was sent to a mental hospital. Several international experts diagnosed him and confirmed the existence of our 11 personalities."

The gentle voice of the woman echoed in the room, but the man **** never said a word.

"Only the last personality, no doctor has ever seen it, and we are not familiar with it. Just when everyone thinks that the 12th personality does not exist, a female doctor is coming - remember? It is still very good. In order to understand this rare case of personality splitting, she talked with Luzer for a whole night... The next day she was found dead in the office."

"Like a pregnant woman, her belly is high, and it is filled with pillows and documents from her office. I heard that all of it has been soaked in blood. I wrote a '12th person' on the suture of the stomach, next to it. Drew a love."

"The 12th person. All doctors only know this code, no one has seen him - is it a man or a woman? How old is it? What is the name? I don't know. I can only analyze him from his performance. It’s a...hey, what is Chinese called...”

Feng Qiqi gently opened his mouth and said: "The sick personality of the ******."

His tone is very strange, the wording is confusing, soft, but with a charm that twists the words, people can't help but want to hear him say a few words. Whether it is Luzer or the previous Feng Qiqi, he has never spoken in this tone.

Mather’s expression suddenly changed. She tried to stabilize her hand that had been shaking for a long time. She took a deep breath and asked: "How do you prove that you are the real Feng Qiqi?"

He looked up and looked at Mather for a moment, revealing a smile that was pure.

"That's it. I always pretend to be the voice of Feng Qiqi, and I am very tired." The words spit from his mouth were light and light, and there was still no point. It was completely different from the previous one.

Mather stared at him, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Weird... I don't want you to notice, specifically pretend to be your death rival Feng Qiqi. If it is him, isn't it normal to confront you? How do you doubt me?" Feng Qiqi - No It should be 12 - ask with a confused head.

"The one who knows you the most is your enemy." Mather smiled palely.

12 nodded, very agree with the look. "No wonder. But now the person who has mastered Luzer’s body is me. I can split you out and you can take it back... although it’s a bit of a hassle. You won’t forget it?”

Mather gritted his teeth and stretched his nails, staring at his eyes: "Then try to look good."

12 glanced at her nails and frowned slightly. "It’s useless, but it’s still sticking out... Oh, I remember you seem to have upgraded...”

Having said that, he suddenly showed a stiff smile: "Let's let me down if I upgrade."

If a plastic dummies will laugh, it must be like this.

"I warn you--" Mather jumped up and his nails flicked over to the body of 12, and the wind that rolled up blew the curtain at the door: "Don't use Luzer's face to make that expression." !"

Even if it was tied up, 12 was still as flexible as a fish--he had a slap in his legs and rolled over on the ground. He escaped long nails and struggled to get out of the rope. Mather would give him a chance, five fingers into the claws, and once again caught him - 12 eyelids jumped, showing a blank expression.

Mather's nails changed, no longer emitting metallic color as before. Today's nails seem to be a matte material, hard and shocking – the walls that have been cut by nails are deeply blossomed, and through the holes, you can even see the bed next door.

understood……

When another attack came, 12 did not hide and greet, and suddenly a deep wound was cut by the nails, and the blood suddenly ticking down. He is now using Luzer's body - not waiting for Mather to feel distressed, only to see a few broken ropes falling on the ground.

"Thank you for helping me untie this knot." 12 very politely said, stepping out of the broken rope. "Next, you go back and watch me play."

Mather immediately stood up.

12 smiled and took a step forward - just to start, suddenly he was surprised at the low: "Hey?"

"The ability is gone, isn't it?" The woman opposite the voice, with a pleasant tone: "There is no basic ability, it is unfortunate!"

12 looked up at her with some surprise. No matter what the expression is, it is always made by him. It is like a layer, and there is no real sense of lightness and lightness.

Seeing this look of "Luze", Marshall pressed the uncomfortable feelings of his heart and rushed again -

[The soap that washes clothes will also become dirty.]

Introduction: People who are injured by nails, all the evolutionary abilities (including basic and advanced) will be washed in 120 seconds. The nails that have been stained with each other's blood cannot be used again within 24 hours. Only clean nails can continue to use the whitening ability.

After losing all of Luzer’s abilities, 12 became like an ordinary person—his resistance had not lasted for ten seconds, and he had been knocked down by Mather and stepped on the ground. His hands were reversed and tied with sheets. Then she said "sorry" to Luzer in her heart, and then she recovered her nails and slammed heavily in the back of the head. She was comatose again at 12 o'clock.

The first time he used the new ability, he put down 12 such terrible people. Marssey breathed a sigh of relief and felt that his whole body was weak.

Looking at her eyes closed 12, she frowned, and suddenly felt a little tricky. After thinking about it, it is best to know that there will be a small wine... Mather sighed and pushed him to the bottom of the bed and turned to the door.

When the wine was just gone, I even forgot to say it - just as some of Arthur stood in the doorway, and when I didn't know where to go to find her, someone suddenly called her in the distance: "Masser! ”

She looked back and saw a strange woman with long black hair.

If Lin Sanjiu is there, he will immediately find out that it is Fang Dan.

But speaking of it, because of Luzer’s ability to split and deform, the situation is quietly complicated when it is unknown.

In the days when 12 was disguised as Mather, I met Fang Dan many times through the relationship of Lin Sanjiu, so Fang Dan knew Mather; however, on the day when Lin Sanjiu met Fang Dan, the real Mather It disappeared, so Mather himself did not know Fang Dan.

"Who are you?" Mather glanced at the woman with vigilance. After just experiencing things like 12, Chen Jinfeng, she unconsciously held a warning to the people.

Fang Dan’s open mouth closed again. She looked at Mather like a neurotic, and couldn't understand where the other person was wrong: "...If you are looking for a small wine, she is in the well management group!"

After she finished turning around, she left.

Before going to the cafeteria, Lin Sanjiu passed Fang Dan. If Mather asked where she was, she said that she was in the well management group - and the fake "Maser" did not ask, she always remembered it. Just now, Mather’s look at Zhang Xiwang was obviously looking for someone, so Fang Dan volunteered to say Lin’s cockroaches.

Although Mars was confused, she went to the well management team.

The well group is far away. Under such a yin and yang, when she found out that she was absent, and then went out for several laps to find Lin Sanjiu, it was almost forty minutes.

After listening to Mather’s words, Lin San was shocked.

She never thought that there was such a twist in the middle. After she was surprised to digest it, she thought about it carefully. Suddenly her face became a bit worse: "...you just put people under the bed." What if he woke up and took you back?"

"You can rest assured that if the splitting ability is to be collected again, it is not as simple as moving a thought..." Mather smiled comfortably at her. "It is what to do in the future, but it is a bit of a headache."

But even though, the two went down the stairs and walked toward Mather's room. Lin Sanjiu told her the identity of the voles: "...Since this time I found the visa officer, we don't have to stay here, take the car and go -"

As she spoke, she opened the curtain and bent over to look at the bottom of the bed.

Mather looked at Lin San’s motionless back and smiled. “I played him too badly?”

Lin San wine slowly turned his head and looked white: "...no one under the bed?"