At least the current few have certain differences in personality from hers.
They are roughly divided into two factions. One faction amplifies her reserved side, so quiet that she almost squats in a corner, silent. The other faction amplifies her hidden violent personality, headed by Pirate No. 1 "Exploder".
The perverse and sinister bird of prey wants to make the whole world disappear.
It's also within the normal range.
However, it seems that as time goes by, both factions have a tendency to develop in extreme directions.
Yun Tuan watched for a while, and suddenly saw another familiar face in the apartment's surveillance camera.
"Jinghe?"
No...it only took two minutes. Jing He probably just walked out of the tree house. This should be one of the two clones he has recorded.
The man was wearing a tailored suit and a simple tie, decorated with a silver-gray tie clip.
He also has a watch on his wrist, which looks like an ordinary brand, and is completely different from the Patek Philippe and Blancpain that the Jing brothers like to wear with their suits.
His overall demeanor is like that of a small department manager who has just been promoted. He is a high-end imitation version of Jinghe and is relatively easy to recognize.
All in all, these clones are quite different from themselves. This... their research team should have known for a long time, after all, there have been so many cases before.
In addition to irritating people, is there any other purpose?
Yun Tuan's eyes narrowed. These people had collected their genetic information, so studying the genetic defects of these clones and developing drugs to target the defects would have a very strong effect on them.
Are these people guinea pigs?
She clenched her fists and when her nails dug into her palms, she calmed down a little - Jing Yu had a medical background, so he must have thought about these things, and what she needed to figure out should be other information.
For example, when will the Demoman break away from the "team" and come over to kill her?
Yun Tuan took a sip of water and looked around. If the tailor was to come later, many documents here would not be visible to him.
She got up and packed up, locking up all the documents and related items that might contain confidential content. She only stopped when there were only cabinets, a small round table and a few futons left in the room.
After another ten minutes, there was a knock on the door of the triangular house.
"Hello, Ms. Yun, I am Jing's personal stylist. The chairman arranged for me to come over."
There was a middle-aged lady's voice outside the door, which sounded more capable.
Yun Tuan flexed his ankles and stood up to open the door. The other person was dressed very elegantly, with only a ginkgo leaf-shaped brooch on his lapel more conspicuous.
This person didn't bring an assistant, he just took a satchel with the zipper unzipped, and the needle and thread could be vaguely seen.
Just measuring data, why do you need to bring needle and thread? As a stylist... shouldn't it be customary to put cosmetic bags and other decorative things?
Yun Tuan smiled calmly, maybe this was her stereotype.
"Please come in." Yun Tuan stepped aside and said, "If I want to measure the data, I have to take off my coat."
"Well, that's more accurate, but it doesn't matter, you are not wearing thick clothes."
The stylist showed a gentle smile, took out another small bag from the bag, opened the zipper, and inside was a very delicate measuring tape.
Yun Tuan piled up his coat casually and placed it on the cabinet next to him.
"Relax, it's just a measurement. I'll make some more generous ones. Even an evening dress won't be tight from head to toe." The stylist smiled and gently pressed her shoulders and neck, "Relax."
Yun Tuan did as he was told, subconsciously paying attention to the stylist's movements.
It sounds like this person does not know the specific use of this data.
Yun Tuan cleared her throat. She used to buy clothes according to the size, but this was the first time she had tailor-made clothes like this.
Even when uniforms were distributed in Tsukishima Park in the past, they were only scanned. Being fiddled with like this is really... not used to it.