Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 58: You thought you guessed the following plot

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 let out a hissing breath, and then asked: "...What's going on? Why are you tied up?"

Marthe's green eyes stared at him.

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

"What do you have to say to me? Ah... is this Lin San Bar? Is she here?" Feng Qiqi thought of this, and immediately raised his head alertly, looking around, but found nothing. Not found.

Marthe 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 great that the h 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 party and continued: "...you too Remember? At that time, Lu Ze was sent to a mental hospital. 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 looks like It's pretty good... In order to understand this rare case of split personality, she chatted with Lu Ze all night long... She was found naked and dead in the office the next day."

"Like a pregnant woman, her belly is bulging high. It is filled with pillows and documents from her office... I heard that they are all soaked in blood. "The 12th Person" is written on the sutures of her belly. , and a heart was drawn next to it."

"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 judge from his behavior when he appeared. It was analyzed that he is...well, what is his name in Chinese..."

Feng Qiqi opened his mouth softly and spoke: "Anti-social pathological personality."

His tone is very strange, his words are vague and soft, but it has a charm that distorts the words, making people want to hear more of what he says. Neither Lu Ze nor Feng Qiqi had ever spoken in such a tone.

Mother'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 an innocent smile.

"Forget it. It's quite tiring to keep pretending to talk like Feng Qiqi." The words coming out of his mouth were soft, soft, and a little unclear. They were completely different from before.

Marthe looked 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 do you suspect me?" Feng Qiqi - No, it should be 12 - he asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"The person who knows you best is your enemy." Mather said with a pale face.

12 nodded in agreement. "No wonder. However, I am the one who has mastered Lu Ze's body now. I can split you apart and take you back again... although it's a bit troublesome. You won't forget it, right?"

Mother gritted her teeth, stretched her nails 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 seemed to have upgraded while you were sleeping..."

When he said this, he suddenly showed a stiff smile: "Let's try it to see what kind of upgrade it can be."

If a plastic dummy could smile, it would be this smile.

"I'm warning you -" Mather jumped up and then swung her nails across 12's body. The wind blew up the curtain at the door: "Don't use Lu Ze's face. Make that expression!"

Even though he was tied into a ball, 12 was still as nimble as a fish - he kicked his legs and rolled on the spot, narrowly avoiding the long nails and struggling to get out of the rope. Get away. How could Mather give him a chance? She turned her fingers into claws and grabbed at him again - 12's eyelids twitched and she showed a startled expression.

Mother's nails have changed and no longer have the metallic color they used to. Today's nails seem to have become a matte material, shockingly hard - the wall scratched by the nails has blossomed deeply, and through the holes, one can even see the bed next door.

Got it...

When another attack came, 12 did not dodge but faced it. A deep wound was made by his nails, and blood immediately dripped down. What he was using now was Lu Ze's body... Before Mather could feel distressed, several pieces of broken rope suddenly fell to the ground.

"Thank you for helping me untie this knot." 12 said politely and stepped out of the broken rope.

Marthe 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 suddenly spoke up, with joy in her tone: "Even the basic ability is gone, what a coincidence!"

12 looked up at her in surprise. No matter what kind of expression he made, it always seemed like it was layered away, shallow and unrealistic.

Marthe suppressed her discomfort and rushed forward——

Mather's new ability: the soap used to wash clothes also becomes 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 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 back and **** with sheets. Then she silently muttered "Lu Ze is sorry" in her heart, then withdrew her nails and slashed **** the back of her head. She immediately fell into coma again.

The first time he used his new ability, he brought down a scary person like 12. Mather breathed a sigh of relief and felt that her whole body was paralyzed.

Looking at 12 with her eyes closed tightly, she frowned, suddenly feeling a little troubled. After thinking about it, it would be best to hear about this and have a drink... Mather sighed, pushed him under the bed, turned around and walked out 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 looked back and saw a strange woman with 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 when no one knew it.

In the past few days when 12 pretended 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 disappeared, so Mather himself did not know Fontaine.

"Who are you?" Mather glanced at this woman warily - after just experiencing things like 12 and Chen Jinfeng, she unconsciously became wary of others.

Fontaine's open mouth closed again. She glanced at Mather angrily, wondering what was wrong with her: "...If you are looking for Xiaojiu, she is in the well management team!"

After saying that, she turned around and left.

When they went to the canteen, 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, she kept remembering it. In my heart. 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 what he had told her.

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, by the time she realized that he was not there and walked around several times before finding Lin Sanjiu, almost forty minutes had passed.

After hearing what Mather said ~IndoMTL.com~ Lin Sanjiu was shocked.

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 became a little sad: "...You just put the person under the bed like that? No. What if he wakes up and takes you back again?"

"Don't worry about this. If you want to put away the splitting ability again, it won't be as simple as a thought..." Mather smiled comfortingly at her, "It's just what to do in the future, but it's a bit of a headache."

However, the two of them still went downstairs and walked towards Mather's room. Lin Sanjiu told her the identity of the field mouse, "...We found the visa officer this time, so we don't need to stay here. We can just get in the car and leave -"

As she spoke, she opened the curtain, bent down and took a look under the bed.

Mother looked at Lin Sanjiu's motionless back and laughed: "Did I beat him too badly?"

Lin Sanjiu turned around with a pale face: "...Is there no one under the bed?" r1152

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