Musi's brain was completely shocked by the appearance of the person in front of him.

It was obvious that he was still talking to me as a messenger just now.

How come the messenger turned into a hermit just by lowering his head?

Could it be that I have been under too much pressure recently and have hallucinations?

Musi rubbed his eyes and looked at Ai Liang's face again.

Ai Liang's appearance gradually overlapped with the face in his memory.

He will never forget this face in his life.

Musi laughed dryly: "Lao Li, don't make such a joke with me, it's not fun at all..."

Biu!

A bullet hit the stone steps behind Mus.

Ai Liang held up a silenced pistol and pointed it at Moose: "I don't mind using other ways to remind you of who I am."

In an instant, a deafening cry echoed through the cemetery.

"Oh wow! I had such a hard time looking for you!"

Musi squatted on the ground, looking like he had finally found his long-lost brother after going through all kinds of hardships.

It was as if he was not the one who kept whispering and dissing the hermit in the car just now.

The cry carried along the wind, at least dozens of meters away.

This is a cemetery anyway, so it's normal for someone to cry.

The only thing that's abnormal is...

Moose, this guy, only thunders but no rain, he just screams at the top of his lungs without losing a single tear.

If there were ghosts in the cemetery, they would probably get out of the urn and take a look at which family's child could cry so happily.

Facing the howling Mus, Ai Liang did not say anything to stop him.

Just put your finger gently on the trigger.

Sure enough, small actions are more effective than any words.

Moose immediately stopped crying and raised his hands.

Yes, that’s the flavor!

The familiar pattern of getting along allowed Mus to once again confirm the identity of the person in front of him.

Only a true hermit would be so unreasonable when faced with his cries.

howl?

You keep howling, and when you've had enough, go on your way.

"Where did the engraving come from?"

Ai Liang pointed the gun at Musi's head: "There's no need to explain, just recall it in your mind."

Is mind-reading and brain-reading the standard skills of the Apostles?

When Mus heard this, he subconsciously cursed in his heart.

But the next moment, it immediately turned into flattery.

call out!

The bullet carried a stream of hot air and grazed the edge of Moose's hair.

It's like pouring pepper water on a wound, a burning pain.

Made him shiver.

"I'll give you five seconds to concentrate on remembering how you got the mark."

Musi didn't dare to think about it anymore and immediately replayed the scene in his mind.

Ai Liang followed Musi's memories and successfully accessed the engraving.

The Apostles will find strange objects related to the soul, whether it is a mass-produced mask or the engraving on Mus' hand.

All come from the hands of thousands of people.

The role of these things is not just as simple as instilling skills in people or reading minds.

The Countermeasures Bureau arrested many mask users across the Asian League.

Through reverse research, we finally draw conclusions.

The mask is similar to a relay, which allows the user to connect to a special mystery.

From the moment the mask is used, all memories related to the Apostolic Society will be uploaded through the mask.

In short, the user still remembers these things and can recall them normally.

But the relevant memory is no longer yours.

Each recall is equivalent to you recalling a memory from the mask's memory bank.

Simply disconnect the user from the mask.

The user of the mask will instantly forget everything about the Apostles.

Even if the contact is not cut off, when using mind-reading methods on the user of the mask.

All that can be seen are normal memories compiled automatically.

Unless the mind reader's spiritual attainments exceed those of the Thousand-Faced Man.

Otherwise, no useful information will be detected at all.

Torturing the user of the mask is equivalent to gambling.

We must hurry up before the mental tentacles of the Thousand-Faced Man cancel the user's mask account.

Before the user completely forgets all memories.

Use physical means to get information from their mouths.

Even so, the Countermeasures Bureau was unable to obtain much information about the Apostles.

The more deeply involved a person is with the Apostles, the faster they will forget their memories.

Many people remember nothing the moment they are arrested.

What's even more creepy is...

The Thousand-Faced Man can ignore distance restrictions and can bring part of his consciousness to the person using the mask at any time.

This makes people in the countermeasures bureau prepare suicide notes in advance even when facing mask users like minions.

Originally, everyone just came here to clean up the mobs.

As a result, the mob may change at any time and become the clone of the final BOSS.

One skill can kill everyone within five kilometers, and they can't even run away.

Who can bear this?

Any member who has encountered the Thousand Faces Man will be locked up and scrutinized strictly.

The observation period will last at least half a year, and various tests will be conducted every day.

This is the treatment given to a mainstay in the countermeasures bureau who has a strangely adapted physique.

Like a regular Rangers member.

To put it mildly, it would be to retire early and go to a nursing home to recuperate.

To put it bluntly, he would be imprisoned in a sanatorium for life and would never be able to leave the sanatorium for the rest of his life.

After death, even the ashes must be placed in the underground warehouse of the nursing home.

Fortunately, in the past twenty years, the number of times the Thousand-Faced Man has lowered his consciousness can be counted on one hand.

The people in the Countermeasures Bureau finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The engraving on Mus' hand has the same function as the mask.

In addition to having an additional mind-reading function, it also improves concealment.

After all, this seal was made by Thousand Faces Man himself and given to the members of the Apostles.

Can the items used by members of the Apostles be different?

Ordinary weird objects, mass-produced masks, and engravings are not on the same level at all.

Even if Janus doesn't care, he can't hide its special nature.

If Mu Si hadn't taken the initiative to pat Ai Liang on the shoulder with his engraved hand.

Even though the engraving was close at hand, Ai Liang did not perceive the existence of the engraving.
To be continued...