"Uh-huh, uh-huh."

Jin Shengsi gradually woke up with a humming voice.

Jin Shengsi, who had just woken up, felt as if he was being held in someone's arms, just as Jin Shengsi recalled what had happened before he lost consciousness.

"Wake up, it looks like it's been a success."

"My eyes move, but I still retain consciousness, it's amazing, I may have an unexpected talent in this area."

A magnetic voice that made it impossible to distinguish between men and women sounded above Jin Shengsi's head.

Listening to that voice, Jin Shengsi subconsciously turned his gaze away.

Without any feeling, Jin Shengsi did not feel the feedback from his limbs, not only his limbs, but even his body's neck, and even his throat and heart.

The feeling of emptiness, as if those organs didn't exist.

"I can't move, why?" Jin Shengsi made a faint voice with all his might.

What is felt is not the vibration of the vocal cords, but the stimulation of some kind of electrical current.

"Why, it seems that there are still some flaws, you don't remember what happened before."

"I'll be kind enough to give you a hand."

The neutral voice sounded again, and a pair of white hands appeared on the edge of Jin Shengsi's perspective, moving a mirror to the opposite side of Jin Shengsi.

"Ahhh!!hhh

The scene beyond cognition aroused the extreme fear in the depths of Jin Shengsi's brain.

A pair of white legs sat on the ground, and above those thighs there was a transparent fish tank.

And inside the fish tank is Jin Shengsi's head, a head that has lost its body and is still alive.

And while seeing this scene, Jin Shengsi also remembered what happened last night.

He was grabbed by a hand, then cut off his limbs and slit his throat.

"How's it, how is it, how do you feel about watching this scene, am I very powerful." The neutral voice, looking at Jin Shengsi, who only had his head left, said excitedly.

However, Jin Shengsi, who had completely collapsed, had no reaction other than screaming.

"Cut, it's broken, it's really boring, it's really boring, and in the end, this toy can only be played with for a while, it's so boring."

Seeing that Jin Shengsi, who only had his head left, completely collapsed, the neutral voice said so, and threw Jin Shengsi's head aside casually.

"By the way, those stupid cops don't know about it yet, so they're having some fun."

The neutral voice spoke, humming a song, and jumped to turn on the faucet and gas, and took out the wire connected to Jin Shengsi's skull and placed it near the sink.

"I'm a good Samaritan, at this last moment, take a look at the scenery."

Then the man picked up Jin Shengsi's head again, and he sat on the edge of the balcony, his white legs swaying, looking at the scenery outside.

"Hey, police, I'm going to file a report."

"Murder, the murderer is super super cruel, and super super cute."

"I'm not kidding, Mr. Policeman, it's true. After all, the murderer is me, but I dismembered this guy with my own hands, and there is a surprise that I want you to see. ”

"Finally recognize me, it seems that I am very famous, it's great."

After saying that, the man directly crushed the mobile phone.

"Surprise, surprise, surprise, I look forward to those idiots seeing your face." The man's hand tapped, and the fish bowl containing Jin Shengsi's head said.

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The top floor of a luxury hotel.

"The inside line of the police, there is news, they have received a call from the masked man, located in the XX area."

The hotel manager said respectfully to Luo Zixi in front of him.

"Is it finally there, do you want to come with me to see it?"

Luo Zixi listened to the words of the hotel manager and said to Zhou Jinjun, who was sitting on the sofa and looked in a daze.

Listening to Luo Zixi's words, Zhou Jinjun came back to his senses.

"The committee made the biggest mistake by letting you out of the SAR."

"Mysticists, even if they can't use them, are still feared existences."

Zhou Jinjun looked at Luo Zixi in front of him, and the hotel manager who had lost himself said.

"In the days when the arcane arts began, there was no psionic power. The existence of secret art will not be affected by the external environment, but will only be limited by the secret artist himself. ”

"What I'm using now is a formal secret technique for me."

"The ancestral training of my Xiaoqian sect is to use people as tools."

Luo Zixi listened to Zhou Jinjun's words and said.

Xiao Qian's secret art is mainly to deceive human perception and distort human memory.

As a mystic master of Xiaoqian's sect, manipulating humans is a simple thing for Luo Zixi to be simple.

In his heyday, Luo Qing could even implant his personality and consciousness into the depths of the puppet's consciousness.

Let the puppet become another self for a short time, and it can even spread like a virus.

In the past, Luo Qing used this method to let multiple himself do multiple things at the same time to block all the retreats of an enemy.

Even without the existence of meditation, Luo Zixi is able to use methods similar to hypnosis and brainwashing to turn the humans he comes into contact with as his puppets.

But in the SAR, all sorts of bizarre abilities are emerging, and the Commission has the means to monitor the entire SAR.

In that case, if Luo Zixi completely transforms a person into a puppet, even if it is covered up well, it will be somewhat detected by the committee, and because of the existence of abnormal powers, this control may also be lifted.

Therefore, in the Special Administrative Region, Luo Zixi only used distortion or inducement to indirectly influence other people at most, and the most serious one was the personality distortion of Lu Xiao when he first came to the Special Administrative Region.

But out of the Special Zone, without those weird abilities and omnipresent surveillance, Luo Zixi was relieved to use the secret technique of Xiaoqian's sect.

Through brainwashing and hypnosis, Luo Zixi has placed his eyeliner in many places.

After Luo Zixi leaves, these people will be released from control and lose most of their memories during this time, and the remaining half, in these impressions, is also very hazy like a dream.

"With all that said, it seems that you are in a good mood." Zhou Jinjun listened to Luo Zixi, and at this time he had already gotten up and walked in front of Luo Zixi and stretched out his hand.

"After all, I can only say these things to you, if you don't vent it, you will always be a little depressed." Luo Zixi said, and also took Zhou Jinjun's hand and walked out.