Chapter 243: Jenny

Actually, Jenny didn't know when she was excited, maybe after spending a dozen dark days and nights in the basement, she saw the man walking from the end of the hallway with a candle in his hand, like Lucifer walking down from an oil painting. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, while the other girls shivered and begged for mercy, she looked at him without blinking.

Arthur noticed her gaze and smiled, "Lovely girl." โ€

He led them to a closed room, where the dissecting table was full of instruments and air-dried human skins that made the other two girls not even dare to scream, and they peed their pants and collapsed on the ground shivering.

Arthur first chose a taller girl, skinned her and scraped her bones, which were the raw materials for his second combination, then corrected her original defects in the bones, reattached the flesh to the skeleton, and finally wrapped the cleaned human skin and painted the eyebrows and eyes.

After such a carving, the girl who was originally beautiful but still had flaws already has eyebrows that are not inferior to those of Hollywood stars.

However, he was not satisfied, "No matter how perfect they looked on the outside, I knew that they were missing one of the most important things. Arthur stroked the puppet's cheek and muttered, "But why is it wrong?" โ€

Unbeknownst to Jenny, she had seen him use his magical hands to perfect the flawed young girl, and he had unreservedly highlighted their merits and repaired their original defects, which seemed to her to be a masterpiece of God.

But he was still not satisfied, so the next girl was soon murdered.

When it was Jenny's turn, she didn't cry or plead, she just asked, "Can I be like that too?" โ€

Arthur noticed her unusualness and asked gently, "Would you like to?" โ€

"I do."

She said yes, she looked serious, and she didn't pretend to be calm, there was no fear in her eyes, Arthur found it very interesting and decided to let her live a few more days, he let her stay in the basement and became his creative assistant.

Jenny is smart, studious, well-behaved, and before she knows it, she has fallen in love with the man who manipulates her life and death. In academic parlance, she had Stockholm syndrome.

After making sure that her body and mind were used for his own purposes, Arthur relaxed his care of Jenny and let her go freely in and out of his villa, however, he kept her free after he took a fancy to Yang Mianmian.

"So, you asked Jenny to come to me?" Yang Mianmian patiently listened to Jenny's confession, focusing not on Jenny's "touching" love, but here.

Arthur smiled and admitted, "I wanted to know you myself, but you were too vigilant, and Jenny, I don't think anyone would have any wariness of such a poor girl, would they?" โ€

Yang Mianmian pursed her lips, she did have doubts about Jenny's appearance at first, but after contacting her person, she unconsciously lowered her vigilance, Jenny was so pitiful, so thin, and not threatening at all, that's all, more importantly, Arthur didn't tell her what his purpose was, she really wanted to be friends with her

The most perfect spy is not knowing that he is a spy, everything comes from his heart, how can there be flaws?

Yang Xiaoyang reminded her: "Don't let him control the rhythm. โ€

Yang Mianmian closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, she had completely calmed down: "You went to great lengths to let Jenny get close to me and threaten me with my most important person, what is your purpose?" โ€

"Would you believe me if I said I was just there to make you notice me?" Arthur watched her quietly.

Yang Mianmian: "Whether I believe it or not, I'm already here, your goal has been achieved, so now you can tell me where the others are, right?" โ€

"The night has just begun." Arthur asked, "Why are you so anxious?" โ€

Yang Mianmian pursed her lips: "I think you know very well why I came here, and you must also give me a reason to let me stay." โ€

"Stubborn girl, all right." Arthur thought for a while, smiled, and showed her the bracelet on his wrist, pure black metal texture, with a small green light on it, one on and one dim, like a breathing light on a mobile phone, "This bracelet is a remote control for the bomb, and at the same time detects my heartbeat frequency, if my heartbeat stops, the bomb will explode within 30 seconds, do you understand what I mean?" โ€

Yang Mianmian suddenly changed color: "You! โ€

That's right, she didn't think about talking to Arthur more, and was going to find out Jing Chu's location after taking him down directly, but she didn't expect him to do so badly, if so, then she couldn't act rashly.

"Of course, if there's something that confuses me, I can also choose to detonate it manually." Arthur was satisfied to see her suddenly freeze in place, so he pressed the remote control, and the display screen hanging on the wall suddenly lit up, and a picture of a room appeared, in the center of the room, Jing Chu, He Ming, Zhang Li, Wen Jing, and He William were standing there.

Seeing that he was safe and sound, Yang Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but then a sense of urgency hit her heart, which proved that Arthur was not deceiving her, and the lives of Jing Chu and his party were very likely to be under his control.

"Satisfied?"

Yang Mianmian raised her eyes: "I want to talk to him." โ€

"That's not going to work."

Yang Mianmian sneered and asked: "Are you stupid for me, how can I know if this is a video you recorded in advance to deceive me?" Let me talk to him, he is safe and sound, and you will have the capital to continue talking to me. โ€

Arthur thought for a moment, as if a little helpless: "Well, I should have thought of what a wary girl you are, Jenny. โ€

Jenny stood motionless as they spoke, until Arthur called her name, and then she obediently stepped forward, walked over to the monitor, and pressed the button to call.

The voice from there came quickly, and Zhang Li walked around the room and said disappointedly, "I couldn't find any clues." โ€

As soon as they finished speaking, they heard a voice ringing out: "Hi, good evening, everybody." โ€

The sudden sound made everyone's eyes turn to the camera, there were originally two cameras in the corner, and the room was sealed after one exploded for no reason, according to the breathing volume of five people, the air here can only support them for 3 days, which is still ideal, and it is possible that after a day it will make people feel uncomfortable because of a large amount of carbon dioxide

It's just that Jing Chu said that since the other party trapped them here, there must be a plan, so they might as well brake quietly and wait patiently for that person to appear.

Sure enough, now the people behind the scenes finally can't help it?

"Who are you?" William Ho asked.

"Arthur, you can call me Arthur." Surprisingly, the voices sounded friendly.

William He and Jing Chu exchanged glances, and he asked in a deep voice, "Then sir, what is your purpose in keeping us here?" โ€

"I'm not interested in you, just to say hello." Arthur chuckled, "Have a nice evening, goodbye." โ€

He cut off communications.

"I said I was going to talk to him." Yang Mianmian's lips were pursed tightly, holding back the anger in his heart.

Arthur smiled and shook his head: "This is not good, smart people understand in moderation, I have proven my sincerity, you don't have to worry about his life in a short time, but if you continue like this, I dare not guarantee it." โ€

Yang Xiaoyang whispered: "It's almost, let's wait and see what happens, the more nonsense he says, the more time we have." โ€

Yang Mianmian took a deep breath and knew that she had a point, so she endured it: "Okay, then you can tell your purpose now, right?" โ€

Arthur gently touched Jenny's head, "Follow me." โ€

He took the lead and entered the basement, and at the moment when he turned his back to him, Yang Mianmian really had the urge to use โ–กโ–ก to stun him, but Jenny stood on the side and looked at her with a sad look in her eyes.

Yang Mianmian thought for a while, walked up to Jenny, lowered her voice and asked, "Jenny, if we are friends, why do you treat me like this?" โ€

"May, you'll know right away that you're my true friend and that I can give everything for you and Arthur." Jenny looked her in the eye earnestly.

Yang Xiaoyang's egg hurt: "I think it's a little difficult to start with her, she has been completely brainwashed by that pervert." โ€

"Let's try it out by chance, she knows enough about Arthur if she could convince her." Yang Mianmian didn't care about Jenny, but she didn't hate it, she just felt a little sad and ridiculous.

Jenny went from being a victim to a reassuring companion to Arthur, which is not something ordinary people can do, if she didn't have Stockholm syndrome, it would have been easy to kill Arthur, but she couldn't help but fall in love with this man.

Fate is fucking ridiculous!

Yang Xiaoyang didn't care: "I'm not hopeful, then you deal with them, I'll pay close attention to see if anyone can reveal some clues, you remember to guide the topic." โ€

"Okay."

Yang Mianmian's heart was a little settled, Yang Xiaoyang was just her consciousness split out from the beginning because of potential brain hazards, and it seemed that her purpose was only to complain about herself when she was idle, and the most powerful thing was to find problems when she was deaf, but as time went by, she kept answering Yang Xiaoyang, in fact, she unconsciously exercised her ability to use two minds.

The potential of the brain is unlimited, and there have been examples in history of each of the left and right hemispheres controlling a part of the mind, and Yang Mianmian's situation is different, her consciousness can be split, but it is not like a split personality and only one can appear and cannot communicate with herself, her consciousness is unified as a whole, whether it is Yang Mianmian or Yang Xiaoyang, it is herself, which is more like the most typical example in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" - one hand draws a square and the other hand draws a circle.

"May, come in." Jenny stood at the entrance of the basement with the candlestick and said to her, her originally fair and delicate face faintly ghostly under the jumping candlelight.