Chapter 108: Fake Death and New Identity
After writing a little bit of the story, I felt that this character could not live up to the sad angle she set for the protagonist, so I simply deleted this continuation of the story and reinserted a more suitable character tangent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
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"Algae!" The knock on the door came in with Mo Xi's voice, and after a pause, it continued to sound, "Go downstairs, Leng Suran has something to call you." ā
Reluctantly, she put on her shoes and set the computer aside.
opened the door and walked down, followed by Mo Xi'an, whose hair had not yet dried, and her beautiful little face had lost weight under the toss of this section, revealing a pointed chin.
Mo Xiaozao instinctively rubbed his fleshy round chin, I don't know why, he and Mo Xi'an are obviously very close in blood, but he is just dressed in delicate clothes.
In her doubts, she had already reached the downstairs.
The corners of the monsters were empty, and she felt that the room was a lot empty, and she was quite uncomfortable.
"What's the matter with telling me to come down?" Sitting on the sofa, looking at Leng Suran, he kept moving his fingers, "Hurry up, I'll go back and continue to code." ā
"Put it on."
Leng Suran didn't talk nonsense, and handed her the painting skin that she put beside her, a thin layer like cicada wings, and the part close to her had flat facial features, which didn't look beautiful, but it was also an annoying look.
took the painting skin, kneaded it curiously, it was not as disgusting as he imagined, and he even vaguely looked forward to what he would look like when he wore it, and he would no longer be seen to be Mo Xiaozao.
"This painted skin has already been processed, you can just follow the opening at the back and put it on, as for your own identity, you will die in the fire outside today." Sitting back on the sofa, staring at her and laughing, his white fingers moving quickly on his phone, not knowing whose message he was replying.
She didn't care who Leng Suran was replying to, she took off her clothes, opened the wound on the back of the painted skin, and got in.
The indescribable heat and squeezing came towards her body, and the skin close to the painted skin was itchy, and the numbness continued to transmit uncomfortable sensations.
It felt like it was coming and going quickly, leaving her standing in the room, looking at her strange self in the mirror.
This face is different from her previous face, but it is in line with her aesthetics, and it is a great benefit for her to control her face, she thought, reached out and rubbed her small round face, and the eyelashes on her big eyes kept fanning, always showing her youth.
She sighed at the delicacy of the painted skin as she dressed herself in simple jeans and a shirt and went downstairs.
"The new appearance of the algae is very beautiful, but unfortunately, it is not as beautiful as the original." Xiao Wu, who appeared out of nowhere, lay on the sofa, watching her lazily curl up her body, her little hands rubbing her face.
"You're done?" Leng Suran let out a sound, pressed his big hand on Xiao Wu's hand, frowned, and let go.
"It's been done a long time ago, and it's blown up so thoroughly that even the storefront with it has been destroyed." Xiao Wu squeezed his hand and smiled at him.
Press the phone to look at the time, walk to Mo Xiaozao's side, and press his shoulder, "Don't move, painting skin can only cover your appearance, as for covering the taste, there is still one last step left." ā
His fingers pressed against her back, and a cold sensation came, blood smeared on the spot she had penetrated into.
A long red streak was drawn on her back, the roof was folded together, the smooth skin was the color of jade, and the peculiar smell of her body turned to a cold and cold taste.
"Damn, the algae should taste the same as mine!" Approached her suddenly, pushed Leng Suran away, and hugged her tightly.
"What does it smell like?" She raised her hand and sniffed it, there was no smell, but there was a scar that she would never have.
"The unique smell of your body, the taste on your body is very sweet, as long as you touch it, you can't help but get closer to it." Xiao Wu spit out his thoughts, a sneer on the little face rubbing against her neck, and a hint of deep thought flashed in her eyes, she came here because of this sweetness.
Come and eat Mo Xiaozao's flesh and blood to complete your mission.
"By the way, I didn't tell you how I destroyed the double with your blood and hair, do you want to go and see it with me now? The storefront not far away is still burning, and your stand-in inside is probably burned out. ā
"If Mo Xiaozao dies, in what capacity will I live? In today's country, it's not just a matter of falsifying an identity ultimatum, but also finding it on the computer! She asked, naturally knowing that everything about Mo Xiaozao was far away from her.
Changing a pen name can't let her life go on, only a new identity!
"Don't worry about your new identity, I've prepared it for you, now Mo Xiaozao is dead, Mo Xiaozao will take care of the aftermath for you, of course, this is for those things outside, and it won't be hidden for long."
He took out an ID card from his arms, which was the face in front of him, his name was still Mo Xiaozao, but the ID number was completely different.
"What does the new identity do? Did you kill it? ā
"You don't have to worry, I don't have the energy to kill someone for you, this person died recently, but no one knows yet, the identity is an orphan, raised in an orphanage on the outskirts of the West End, my father and mother died in an earthquake, and now I go to school at the end of the street."
At the end of the last street? Isn't that the hardest school in the city to get into?
She picked up her ID card and looked at the date of birth on the ID card, 98 years old, one year younger than her own age, and her birthday was different, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"And how did she die? What to learn? How long can I hide this? She knew very well that such a painting skin only hid her existence, and it was impossible to go undetected all the time.
In other words, just give her a period of time to enter the annual meeting, so that she has the ability to protect herself.
"She studied construction engineering." Leng Suran's hand pinched his shoulder, calculating how long this painting skin could last, "This painting skin is of very good quality, it stands to reason that you won't be found if you die, it's just." ā
He just flickered, staring at her in the eyes that made her tremble slightly.
It felt like being stripped naked and looking at herself, every privacy and secret leaked into the eyes of the person in front of her, as long as she opened her mouth, she had no ability to fight back.
"Just what?" She opened her mouth to ask, rubbing her cheeks with her hands, a very real fleshy feeling, as if she was touching her own skin, but fairer and smoother.
"But do you think you're the same? This skin will be quickly consumed by you, and the good quality is only enough for you to use for a year! ā
In other words, after a year, the skin will be useless and she will be found again. (To be continued.) )