My Iyashikei Game Chapter 767: The devil is not as smart as you
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The crow, who always felt that nothing mattered, slowly narrowed its pupils after hearing the words of the guinea pig.
He confirmed to the guinea pig again: "Didn't the mirrors in the underground of the Shouxi Mirror Factory be smashed by force? Was it blown up?"
"I went to the scene to see it, the mirror exploded from the inside, all the death that I had accumulated for so many years has dissipated, and the bridge that helped you in your promotion has been broken. He absorbed it." The guinea pig's eyes were cold, and he pointed at the crow, "I already said that you must be careful, that guy is very unusual!"
"Broken the mirror, doesn't that mean...he killed more people than me?" The brain waves of the crow and the guinea pig were not on the same level. He touched his crow mask, which symbolized the plague. With a hint of excitement.
"Guinea pig, crow, don't quarrel, the two of you can break the mirror, maybe it's the one the gods have been looking for." The woman wearing the queen's mask spoke slowly, she seemed to have been in a high position, talking The aura is completely different from the others: "After the butterfly disappeared, we haven't seen super criminals recognized by the police for a long time. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Super criminal?" Crow pressed his hands on the edge of the wooden table, he knew exactly what the words super criminal meant.
In the killing club, the core members have abilities far beyond the senior members, and the two sides can be said to be not at the same level at all, and the super criminal is an existence above the core members.
For a long time since the founding of New Shanghai, there are no more than ten super criminals on the run. They are a threat and disgrace to the city, and the police want to arrest them all the time.
"You think that sunny boy is qualified to be a super criminal?" The guinea pig looked at the queen.
"Maybe he already is, but the monster living in his heart has not been fully drawn out." The Queen sat on the chair and looked at the strange pattern on the glove: "Not even the butterfly shattered that mirror. , he did it, I can't imagine how many people he killed? But then again, why did he make such a murder, and he can still live well?"
"Then what do you think we should do? Actively accept him? Or try to kill him?" The guinea pig was a little uneasy, and he sensed a threat from Sunshine Boy.
"It is now certain that he is not from the police."
"Yes, the mirror of the gods can't go wrong. The police will never find a butcher who has blood on his hands and has killed at least dozens of people as an undercover agent. Such a super pervert who does things according to his own preferences is not Probably going to work for the police."
"Let's keep a certain distance for now. You can also give him the identity of the core member, but you can't reveal our most critical secrets, such as the existence of gods and the connection with the night." The queen said after thinking for a while.
"You're playing with fire, and if he's really a super criminal, maybe we'll be his target." The guinea pig looked at the two empty seats at the end of the long table: "Think about what the butterflies did to us? In the eyes of super criminals, everyone can die except themselves."
"We won't talk about this anymore." The Queen looked to the other side of the long table, where a man wearing a pure white mask sat: "Bai, how is the situation on Sunday night school? The new butterfly has been taken by you. Has it been domesticated?"
The man in the blank mask shook his head: "It's still a long way off."
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In a certain office of the serious crime group of the New Shanghai Sub-bureau, Li Xue's leader stood by the table, and in the seat that should have belonged to him sat an old man with white hair.
"Why did you come here in person? Just let Li Xue tell you anything." The leader was very strict in front of his subordinates, but his voice was very low at this time, as if he had met an elder.
"Li Xue is the youngest of all my students. She doesn't obey discipline and usually makes you worry." The old man sitting on the chair is Li Xue's teacher. He has solved countless cases, both large and small, starting ten years ago Hunting down butterflies is a living legend of the police force.
"Where, Li Xue has helped us a lot, although she sometimes does not obey orders." The leader whispered.
"Submission is a duty, she is too emotional." The old man shook his head slightly, then took out a document from his arms: "I received a message from another student of mine, you should pay more attention. "
"Another student?" The leader seemed to suddenly think of something: "Is it him?"
"Yes." The old man put the document on the table.
Li Xue's leader opened the document, which was a completely blank piece of paper: "What does this mean?"
"The void left by the butterfly will be filled by a new monster, and we may be back to the worst possible situation of dealing with several super criminals at the same time."
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After Han Fei rode a motorcycle into the old city, he took off his mask, and the vulture sitting in the back seat closed his eyes tightly, for fear of seeing Han Fei's face.
It's pouring rain, and the vultures have never been so scared in their life.
"Here, get off." Han Fei parked the motorcycle in the back alley and urged the vulture to come over quickly.
"Are we going to your flesh and blood factory? Will you make me into puree and feed the dogs? Leave me alone, can I be your dog in the future?" The bald duck's voice was trembling, he After looking at the dead in the mirror, he couldn't imagine how brutal Han Fei would torture himself.
"Shut up, it's like I'm a pervert. Don't use your dirty thoughts to think of others." Han Fei grabbed Bald Eagle, avoided the surveillance, and came to Jin Jun's house.
Jin Jun, who received the notice in advance, was ready and opened the door to take Han Fei and Vulture in.
"Is this the Devil's Den?" The vulture, soaked all over with broken arms, knelt on the ground: "The surface is normal, the corpse may have been transformed into various handicrafts, this black carpet will not be made of dead hair Woven?"
Han Fei was too lazy to deal with Vulture, he asked Jin Jun to get a perfect life game account and forced Vulture to complete the verification.
During the verification process, Han Fei also learned the real identity information of the vulture. His parents used to be the owners of a hotel in the smart city. Later, the family was in trouble. He stayed by himself and roamed in the outer suburbs.
The vulture lying in the game room was still very scared. He couldn't guess what Han Fei was going to do.
The imagined torture did not appear, the other party just asked him to play the game, and it was a healing game.
After the vulture landed successfully, Han Fei told Jin Jun to be optimistic about the other party, and he immediately rushed to his home.
Before midnight, Han Fei returned home, took off his raincoat and lay in the game compartment.
Blood Comes Han Fei heard a familiar laughter on the game login interface, and the laughter seemed to become more active.
Opening his eyes, Han Fei opened the attribute panel. He found that his blood volume was still only a little, and the shrine built in the paradise passage was still absorbing Han Fei's vitality.
"Fu Sheng's shrine is too different from mine. I need to find a way as soon as possible to provide enough nourishment for that shrine." Han Fei couldn't support the shrine himself, so the only way he could think of was to catch a ghost to replace yourself.
Accompanied by Kui and Ying Yue, Han Fei entered the park area.
The tens of thousands of souls he brought out from Fu Sheng's shrine have been integrated into the deep world and become the new citizens of the ghost town. They are different from the original ghosts in the deep world, and they all retain their reason and kindness.
When Han Fei walked by them, those souls would greet Han Fei, very harmonious.
"It's really hard to imagine that you can still see such a scene in the deep world." The ghost manager learned that Han Fei was coming and arrived at the first time. The butcher knife he brought from the animal alley has been distributed to Some potential citizens, and now he has formed a new ghost management team, responsible for maintaining law and order.
A building that conforms to the aesthetics of the underworld has been transformed. This city belongs to everyone, and it also belongs to Han Fei.
Entering the Paradise Pass, players who are not afraid of death come here every day. Humans' curiosity about the unknown is vividly displayed in them. Even if they know they will die, they will die on the road of exploration.
Han Fei appreciates these people, and now he wants to use the health of these players to help himself share the pressure.
Walking to the Paradise Shrine, Han Fei asked the neighbors of Xingfu Community to guard the surrounding area. After confirming that no one was coming, he opened the attribute panel.
Finger touch, Han Fei slowly said two words: "Spirit!"
The Scarlet Ghost Gate opened in front of Han Fei, the appearance and information of the vulture appeared in his mind, and he reached out and grabbed it towards the sea of blood.
A moment later, a small fish with a deformed appearance and a sawed-off tail was bitten by a grimace and jumped out of the sea of blood.
The blood gate was closed, and the vulture appeared in front of Han Fei. He was still holding a communicator in his hand, with a tangled face.
"What are you doing with the communicator? You don't want to contact the police in reality and call the police, right?" Han Fei grabbed the bald eagle's neck, and the familiar force instantly woke the bald eagle.
"No, no! How could I call the police?!" Vulture lowered his head and dared not look at Han Fei's face.
"It's okay, you can watch it as you like, anyway, I'll get rid of your memory bit by bit." Han Fei dragged the vulture and pressed him in front of the shrine in Paradise, and then tried to communicate with the shrine and let the other party eat the vultures life value.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the vulture's health was instantly emptied. If it wasn't for Han Fei's quick response, the vulture's soul might have been sucked away by the shrine.
"It seems that I can't let players replace me, they will be sucked to death." Han Fei threw a piece of internal organs to the vulture and let him eat the blood. His hands were shaking constantly.
"Eat quickly, I'll have to go somewhere else later."
After the vulture's health recovered a little, Han Fei led him to the soul trading shrine in the department store again, and asked the Mirror God what an ordinary perverted soul could get in exchange.
After asking the price, a disappointed Han Fei took the vulture to the plastic surgery hospital and let him lie in front of the Soul Plastic Shrine to undergo memory modification surgery.
Seeing what happened to the vulture, the neighbors in the happy community felt that he was very miserable, and no major resentment had enjoyed the treatment of going to three shrines in a row.
"The devil is not as meticulous as you are, are you planning to build a complete production and trade chain?" Li Xie followed Han Fei expectantly: "Soul assembly line, it sounds great."
"Don't get me wrong, I only target and use bad people." Han Fei began to modify Xiulu's memory, planting fear and obedience in the deepest part of his soul.
"That's what the devil in **** said too."
After modifying the vulture's memory, Han Fei took the vulture to the black rain area,
"Why is it raining here too?" The rain seems to have become the shadow of the vulture's life. Even after the memory has been revised, he will still be instinctively afraid when he sees raindrops.
"Don't say a word later." Han Fei led the vulture to the second floor of the convenience store. He lifted the lid on the sauce jar: "Come here."
"Anything?"
"Let you see the flowers I planted."
Han Fei used to touch the secrets deep in the soul to grab Bu Kaixin from the broken skull, and his other hand pointed to the vulture: "I checked your information, you should know him, his name is Vulture."
Hearing the name Vulture, Buchou wrapped his head around his head, as if he could feel the pain of being torn apart just by recalling the past.
"I have the ability to help you **** leave, I can give you a brand new choice, and I can make you feel more pain than you can imagine, so don't lie to me again." Han Fei considered the last ounce of value in the vulture to be taken away. Squeeze it dry, and after doing many experiments with him, I still don't forget to use him to kill chickens and teach monkeys.
"You are a special flower, but I have never known what your special ability is? The gardener said that raising flowers requires affection. Isn't the friendship between us not deep enough?" Han Fei opened the attribute On the panel, looking at the prompt about Bu Kaixin, the special ability column is still full of question marks.
"Everything that happened to him will happen to you, whether it's a good thing or a bad thing. You have stood with me, and you unconditionally believe that I am your only choice." Han Fei The vulture whose memory was tampered with said hello to Bu Xin, and then he used the soul-returning talent to send the vulture back to the shallow world.
Just as the vultures were being sent away, a prompt came from the system.
"Attention players number 0000! The information on the E-level special flowers has changed!"
"Boo happy (E-class special flower): This flower has a name, he has never laughed, everyone calls him unhappy."
"Special ability to send the soul: his seeds can germinate in the souls of other flowers, embezzling other people's memories to grow himself."
"Have you found out that I have another channel, so you're excited?" Han Fei stared at the colorful seed in Bu Xin's chest~IndoMTL.com~ He already knew how to use this flower.
Leaving the branch of Yimin convenience store, Han Fei came to the club with a black umbrella.
The blind old man was sitting in the hall, playing with the radio that had long been broken. After he heard Han Fei's footsteps, he raised his head, revealing the two deep holes in his face.
"Master, I want to go to the dance studio."
"Do you want to learn dance?"
"Well, learn to dance." Han Fei's main purpose was to take a look at the mirror in the dance studio. On the mirror in the basement of the workshop, he saw things he had never seen before, such as the thirty people who were killed. dead child.
He had never watched the memory of giggling like that, and he wanted to see those thirty children again, to see the people who were killed by his own hands.