Mask admired Zhizhi for being able to spout so much rich information smoothly, and said with a smile: "I didn't know that the quality of killers is so high now. It seems that we in the Jack family also need to raise our academic qualifications."
Zhizhi had already begun to make crazy conjectures in her mind. Every time she thought about it, her face became paler. She raised her head and tried her best to control her voice to make a weird guttural sound, "Are you going to tell me..."
"Sure enough, it's easier to talk to people who are smart and quick to respond." He kept smiling elegantly at her, looking like a handsome gentleman. "What I'm going to say next is very long and complicated. Don't interrupt me, and don't
Be distracted, otherwise I won't guarantee you can understand."
Zhizhi's pupils tightened, he was indescribably nervous, and his palms began to sweat, "Keep talking..."
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create.
When Diderot said these two words, I felt my blood boiling.
"Why, can you create another me?"
I asked casually, and Diderot smiled mysteriously and remained silent, leaving me in suspense.
A fierce battle on Nangong Island resulted in countless casualties and weapons damage. Meng Yao was blinded by Diderot himself, and Nangong Jue's childhood sweetheart also died in his hands. He was almost able to capture Nangong Zhan.
However, the man who had been involved in the underworld for many years was really shrewd, and he still left a way out for himself, saved his life, reversed the losing battle, and saved Nangong.
The result is the same as what I predicted, nothing has changed.
Surprisingly, it was on Beiming Wanrou.
At the last moment, Beiming Wanrou tied up two important cadres in a secret room, with the intention that when she was finally defeated, she could threaten them and escape from Nangong, and return to Beiming to join her dear brother... When I knew she had this idea
At that time, I began to pity her stupid life even more.
What should a competent tool look like?
If there is value, then obediently accept everything given by the master. If it is not useful, then get away knowingly. If it fails, even if it fails, run away. Never appear in front of the master again without knowing the value.
Obviously, Beiming Wanrou is not qualified for her job, and her plan is to send herself into the abyss of death.
In the secret room, I saw the tension and urgency of Beiming Wanrou, who kept asking me and Diderot what to do, how to escape, how to return to Beiming...
Diderot and I deliberately remained silent, looking at her anxious face and smiling at each other.
"You always say that I have nothing to do with the Beiming family," I suddenly said jokingly, "but don't you know, mother, that my eyes can actually be hypnotized."
Beiming Wanrou was shocked and ecstatic for a moment.
I felt like she was looking at me as if she wanted to hug me. We haven't had such close contact in so many years. In order to avoid this embarrassment, I stood up and hid, and said to her: "I can show you."
So, I hypnotized those two cadres——
When I was hypnotizing them, what I was thinking about was taking Bei Ming Wanrou out of the secret room to attract the attention of Nangong's family, so as to help Diderot and I leave. I was very sure that I gave such instructions.
This is not the case.
After I untied them, I saw them getting up one after another, putting on gloves, picking up the dagger on the table, one of them blocked Beiming Wanrou's mouth with something, and the other suppressed her body, started with the right artery, and cut the pulse first
, take a vessel to bleed, then cut off both arms from right to left, starting from the middle of the spine, and then carefully began to cut open her skin, exposing her internal organs and bones...
This is a horrific scene of dismemberment.
Before Beiming Wanrou could scream, her soul returned to the west.
I just didn’t know that it turned out that I indirectly took her life! The heart in my chest was beating so hard that I was speechless when I looked at the two cadres——
I have read many psychology books, and even though I classify myself as having a dark psychology, I have never thought about killing people. At most, I only dissect a few fish when I feel very depressed.
Now it seems that, looking at such an unacceptable scene, my manic heartbeat was not only frightening, but also extremely exciting.
Diderot patted me on the shoulder, "I have known for a long time that you and I are the same."
Am I the same as him?
I stiffly turned my neck to look at Diderot, and saw the corners of his lips rising up in a reassuring smile, "No matter how you want to explain it, you gave the hypnotic command, and it represents your deepest desires."
, and, she is your mother, but you never thought for a second to stop her and remove the hypnosis. My child, you really satisfy me."
I did not reject the idea he input to me. Thinking about his words, I realized deeply in my heart that yes, I am such a person. Due to a humble and pitiful family relationship, I did not take action.
So, subconsciously, I made a very despicable choice to take advantage of others.
Seeing Beiming Wanrou's death made me feel sick, but what remained in my heart more was the joy of controlling others to do things for you. I answered without hesitation, "Yes, I admit that I am not normal."
Diderot immediately frowned, clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Young man, I was much more professional than you when I was dismembering people for sky burials in Tibet. At your level, you are just trying your best."
I have heard of this custom of sky burial and dismemberment. I heard that the scene was very horrific, with the body completely broken into pieces.
Others do sky burials for religious reasons. Needless to say, I can guess that Diderot's sky burials must not be voluntary.
The smell of blood was strong in the air. I pinched my nose and looked at the two cadres, "What should I do?"
Diderot showed great kindness, "Use your ability to let them deal with the aftermath, and we will leave."
He is indeed a very magical person. It turned out that he had prepared an escape route early in the morning after hearing my prophecy. He took me out of Nangong by using the emergency underground passage connecting Nangong's study room and the entrance of the island.
I looked at the Nangong Island, which had just gone through a war and was still in ruins but had resumed military defense. I couldn't help but lean on the boat and sigh, "Underground is such a good place."
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