Felix Grove walked between the supermarket shelves, pushing a bag of sandwich cookies into his hand-push shopping cart.

"The strawberry tastes so bad, only idiots eat strawberry tastes." A voice said to him.

"No, only idiots hate strawberry flavor," Felix said.

"It's up to you. But today I have to eat that little guy with full spicy sauce...why do you call it?" The voice muttered in his mouth.

“…Spicy Strips.”

"That's right, that thing tastes great."

"No, we don't plan to eat today," Felix said.

"But you said we'll buy it next time we go to the supermarket!"

"Sorry, I forgot."

"This is cheating! Well, now I'm angry. OK, so I can only eat you reluctantly as a substitute."

"No, you won't." Felix continued to push the cart casually, "We'll eat vegetarian food tonight, be healthy. I'm controlling my weight, we have to..."

At this time, he noticed that the aunt on the shelf was secretly looking at herself with a look of fear and curiosity. Typically, you want to see but dare not look at her when you encounter a mentally ill patient on the road.

However, when she noticed Felix turned around, she quickly retracted her gaze like an electric shock.

Felix showed a somewhat awkward expression.

"...I accidentally spoke out again just now, right?" This time he deliberately controlled his mouth and said in his heart.

"I want to eat spicy strips." The voice hummed.

Felix frowned: "This feels a bit difficult. If you use your ideas to communicate, you have to concentrate and deliberately control your mouth and make sounds..."

"I want to eat spicy strips." The voice continued to hum.

"Ah, right, there is one more thing. Remember to remind me tomorrow that the report day is coming. We have to go to the mothership to undergo psychological tests and other things. Remember to remind me to get up early in the morning..." Felix thought.

"I want to eat spicy strips."

“…”

Felix breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, okay, spicy strips and spicy strips." He threw several large bags of spicy strips on the shelf into the shopping cart, "Are you satisfied so?"

"Ha, that's what it means." The voice became a little excited, "I knew you care."

"I just couldn't stand it because you quarrel. Now that I buy what you want, will quiet be OK?"

"Yes, sir." The voice became very serious.

Then it finally became quiet.

When he noticed a girl opposite, Felix realized that he had spoken again.

He squeezed out a smile that looked as natural as possible but was still embarrassed, and pointed to his ears that were blocked by his hair.

"I'm talking to my younger brother, the child is getting angry." He smiled.

Thankfully his hairstyle covered his ears, making it easier for him to fool people into believing that there was a Bluetooth headset that didn't exist at all. The girl also came to her senses, smiled understanding at him, and pushed the shopping cart away.

"Brother!?" The silent voice began to make noise again, "You are the brother!"

Felix no longer wants to speak.

Yes, the noisy sound in my mind is his phantom.

It even has a name, Shadow, which is said to be the name it gave itself. Because it thinks it sounds like a killer ninja or something, it thinks it's cool.

Felix only recently learned about the existence of shadows, and he is still trying his best to accept this. But at the same time, he was also told that the shadows have actually existed for a long time, but he has only noticed them now.

All the abnormalities that happened to him in the past, such as his fragments from time to time, appearing in strange places when he woke up, or the enemy had already lying all over the floor beside him, were basically the reasons for this guy.

Jiu Chu does not have a deep understanding of things like Phantom, but he also knows that Phantom is divided into various types. For example, Felix's is different from Fana. Every time the shadow appears, it will take over his body. It feels a bit like the card game king with colorful hairstyles and his spirit behind him. Every time he fights with someone, he has to play the spirit behind him on his behalf.

From this perspective, shadow is not only a phantom, but also like another personality derived from himself.

To be honest, Felix was shocked when he heard this at first, and spent a while doubting his life. But soon he felt lucky, at least his Phantom was not the kind of fun person who always hoped for chaos in the world. Its biggest ambition seemed to be nothing more than having spicy strips to eat after a meal, which was quite easy to get along with.

When Felix left the supermarket, he checked his phone and his voice message box. He clicked on the unread message, and the first one was from his uncle Galadin Grove.

"Have you been busy lately, kid? I know we haven't had much time to sit down and have a good chat since then. You are very busy and may not be in the mood. But I also hope you know that we care about you and our family is all.

All the decisions we make are for your own good. We hope you know that the family will always support you, and we hope that no matter what you are thinking, come and talk to us…”

Before he finished listening, he hung up the communication and threw the message into the trash can.

"Wow, it's really ruthless." Shadow's voice sounded again, "Seriously, I think the old guy is not bad. Maybe you can consider talking to him."

"Shut up and eat your spicy strips."

Felix said, taking apart a handful of spicy strips and stuffing them into his mouth, taking a hard bite.

Although it seems a bit funny, many parts of their body are shared, such as taste. So when he says "eat your spicy strips", he actually refers to himself.

"It's delicious." Shadow is very happy.

The more this happens, the more curious Felix is. How did they feel assured to hand over the secrets and tasks to this guy?

The existence of shadow basically explains why there is a USB flash drive with level 10 permissions hidden in his bathroom. To be precise, that is the shadow, and shadow is the romantic bureau—it is also a secret stake in the secret service 9th Division, a spy, so technically he is actually a spy himself, but he has never realized it.

So the more I understand him, the more I feel a little weird. After all, after knowing the existence of my roommate in my body, the main feature of this guy is that he can eat, which makes him feel like a husky moved into his body.

How could those who sell medicine ask a husky to take on the undercover task?

But no matter what, he was the only one who had been kept in the dark. Everyone around him realized what was going on, but no one thought about telling him the truth.

He was not very happy about it.

Halfway through the journey, a new phone call came over.

"This is Felix Grove... Yes, I'm nearby. Is it suspected to be an infection? OK, I'll go and have a look."

After hanging up the phone, he put his cell phone in his pocket: "Okay, we have to work."

"Okay." Shadow sighed, then asked tentatively, "Maybe... can we bring a pack of spicy strips on the way?"

"No." Felix was determined.

"......All right."

The scene of the eucalyptus was not far away. The scene was under the control of the local security department. When the case was reported, it was originally just a common case, but because more than one has occurred recently, there were signs that it might be an infection-related incident.

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As always, Felix's first priority is to evaluate whether the incident is related to infection.

He first went back to his residence, threw shopping bags and other things on the living room floor, then went downstairs and drove straight to the site.

He arrived soon after a five-minute drive. He parked the car on the side of the road, ignored the shadow's thoughts about spicy strips in his ears, and crossed the road to the Yanfadi Land.

The scene was in an apartment building, and the sheriffs had already pulled the blockade line outside. However, the nine department had obviously said hello to the other party in advance. After Felix arrived at the scene to show his ID, the sheriffs let him pass the blockade line without asking much questions.

The sheriff in charge of the scene received him very friendly and politely asked him to check the scene.

The deceased is a man.

Dead in bed, naked, but the whole person...just say that, it's a bit unsightly.

His skin was wrinkled, like a tree trunk that was sucked by moisture, almost tightly absorbed on the bones. His eye sockets were deep, and his eyes were wide open before he died, maintaining his posture of reaching out to the windowsill, and his dry arms were like branches that broke with one touch.

Such deaths are not common. Felix frowned slightly: "What is the cause of death? Have you discovered it?"

The sheriff's expression became a little subtle and he said softly.

"In simple terms... it's been squeezed out."
Chapter completed!