The fan exchange meeting is coming to an end.

Throughout the whole process, Xiao Bo used his aura to give orders to his fans.

Of course, his orders were not said directly, but in an extremely euphemistic, green tea way, and then understood by the fans.

Jiang Xiaona saw it in her eyes, and she only felt that it looked like the leader of some kind of shoe sect organization was brainwashing the believers.

The room has been filled with some kind of uncoordinated magnetic field band, which ordinary people can't feel and can only be affected, but Jiang Xiaona can capture it clearly.

There is no doubt that Xiao Bo is a runaway person, and the danger level is definitely not low.

In fact, this is not the first time Jiang Xiaona has come out, when the first sub-personality of this body was born, other sub-personalities appeared one after another.

Each personality has mastered this body, and has used this body to perfectly synchronize all the information of this world, as well as the memories of this body.

Except for the memories that were fragmented due to the impact of the fire, the memories after Fang Zhe can actually be obtained by all personalities.

Fang Zhe only knew that he could share Xia Ran's memories, but he didn't know that all personalities could share his memories.

And in the case that Fang Zhe is not clear, for example, when he is sleeping, whether it is Xia Ran, Jiang Xiaona, or other personalities, they have all appeared quietly, checking the computer, browsing the book, browsing the book.

Some Fang Zhe knew, for example, that Xia Ran downloaded many violent and bloody movies on his computer disk.

And there are some that Fang Zhe doesn't know.

Therefore, Jiang Xiaona knows the Abnormal Crime Handling Bureau, and she also knows the out-of-control person, and she knows the danger level of the out-of-control person.

At this time, she was standing in the crowd, a little distracted from time to time, and a little trance.

She knew that her time was running out, so she silently stepped back, trying to be as unobtrusive as possible.

She needed to quickly record everything she saw in front of her and hand it over to Fang Zhe.

Because she didn't know when the personality that controlled this body would change hands.

The phone, which had not yet been charged and was still turned off, had to find a piece of paper and pen and write it down.

However, if you retreat, you will not be able to retreat.

Jiang Xiaona found that several members of the support club she had joined suddenly blocked her way at the same time.

The leader looked at her with a strange expression and smiled, "Cortana, where are you going?" The fan meeting is not over yet, and you are not allowed to leave. And it's almost over, so if you want to go to the toilet, hold it for a while. ”

In a word, Jiang Xiaona's excuse was blocked.

Several other people also looked at Jiang Xiaona with unkind expressions, after all, in their eyes, nothing would be more important than close contact with idols.

If there is, it means that this person is not a true love fan, but a heretic, a heresy to be eradicated!

Seeing that several women around her were getting closer and closer, Jiang Xiaona's eyes rolled, and she immediately showed a painful expression, took the president's hand, and said as if grasping a life-saving straw: "President, you came at the right time, I... I came to that, but I didn't bring my bag in the room, which of you brought that? Hurry up and give me one, let me save me! Now my thighs are slippery! ”

“。。。”

The president's doubts immediately dissipated, as the so-called women, understand women very well, especially understand women's pain.

She immediately looked at the other members around her and said, "Which of you brought it?" Hurry up and give it to Cortana, or let Bobo see what it looks like! ”

Someone immediately opened his bag, like a smuggled item, and secretly stuffed a sanitary napkin into Jiang Xiaona's pocket.

"Thank you~"

Jiang Xiaona left the conference room quickly and walked away without looking back.

Even if Xiao Bo's gaze followed, even if the razor-sharp gaze of the other women in the whole room also followed Xiao Bo's gaze.

As if she didn't notice, she walked out of the room.

On the way to the bathroom, she asked the waiter for a pen, and Jiang Xiaona immediately locked herself in the women's toilet.

She sat on the toilet lid at the innermost end of the cubicle and wrote directly on the sanitary napkin.

"Xiao Bo is out of control, that group of fans has the possibility of being controlled, and the other party's ability is estimated to be confused and manipulated. There's a good chance I'm being targeted, so be careful. ”

After leaving this sentence, she immediately stuffed the written things into her clothes and hid them, and then walked out of the cubicle as if she was fine.

Turning on the faucet to wash her hands and looking at her beautiful appearance in the mirror, Jiang Xiaona suddenly felt that her brain was in a trance.

She was glad she had already left the note, otherwise things might have been a little tricky.

Because, Fang Zhe seems to have woken up.

In the spiritual world, the sea is still the same, not calm, not violent.

From time to time, the sea breeze blows and stirs the waves to crash against the rocky cliffs of the isolated island, making a loud sound.

A door that had been open suddenly closed, as if the owner had returned to his home.

The whole island fell into dead silence.

When Fang Zhe opened his eyes again, he felt sore, as if he had been beaten. The inside of the brain is like a paste, and when the body shakes slightly, the paste in the brain shakes and hits the skull.

Splitting headaches and irritability.

This is the sequelae of personality alternation, and it can also be regarded as the backlash effect brought about by the overuse of power by the out-of-control.

Dr. Gao once said in the script of the Third Hospital that those who are out of control must not be proud of their uniqueness, because it is like a devouring abyss, which is slowly digesting people.

The longer the emotion is out of control, the more frequently the ability is used, and the more the person's mind will be eroded.

Maybe it's crazy, maybe it's crazy, maybe it's miserable, and people want to be free.

This is a point of no return.

Fang Zhe was a little weak, so he could only prop his hands on the sink to prevent himself from falling.

The faucet was not turned off yet, and the sound of "bang-la-la-la" water flowed through the pool.

But this small sound of water made Fang Zhe feel deafening at this time, as if he was standing next to a waterfall in the towering clouds, listening to the sound of falling water from above.

Fang Zhe closed his eyes tightly and shook his head desperately, but the more he shook his head, the more painful his head became.

He glanced at himself in the mirror, his face was pale, cold sweat was overflowing from his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had pink eye.

How to look, how weird.

Suddenly, the face turned into a haughty, indifferent face.

There was a voice in my ear, "Rubbish." ”

Suddenly, the face turned into a weeping, very cowardly face.

It's as if someone is crying in their ear, "Mom, I want Mommy." ”

Suddenly, the face turned into a face with bright lipstick on the lips and a very delicate makeup.

She smiled unrestrainedly, "Stinky men, men are big pigs' trotters." ”

Fang Zhe stepped back step by step in disbelief, retreating to the cold wall and clinging to his back that was already soaked in sweat, looking so cold.

In the mirror, the face is still changing.

Sometimes angry, sometimes sad, sometimes laughing, sometimes painful.

The voice in my ears lingered, as if it originally came from my own brain.

"Waste, what's the use of asking you for this waste personality! Why don't you take control of your body to me! ”

"Mom, I want Mommy, can you take me to Mommy? If you can't, give me your body! ”

"Stinky man, this body is mine!"

Suddenly, the face froze, the noisy sound dissipated instantly, and the bathroom, which was shrouded in white light, slowly turned scarlet.

The red light is dazzling and eerie.

In the mirror, that face is so familiar and so unfamiliar.

Na Senhan's gaze, like a casual glance, can penetrate into the depths of people's hearts.

He looked out of the mirror and smiled.

Fang Zhe didn't dare to continue to look directly, he slowly squatted down with his head covered in pain, and let out a hysterical cry.

"Tell me, who is in my body! Who the hell am I? ”