The middle-aged man nodded 'yes', and did not doubt Yan Zhen's words at all, they walked out of the dark prison, and another group of black-clothed people came to pick up Yan Zhen at the door. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The middle-aged man was behind him, and he still sent him a 'good luck'.

Yes, Yan Zhen secretly said that today must be his lucky day, he will meet good luck!

"You can't bring this." One of the four men in black said he looked more like Mike Jackson in a black suit with a white armband on his arm and a black hat.

The white armband pointed to the chinchilla in Yan Zhen's arms, his empty eyes were not focused, if he was not blind, he was a puppet manipulated.

"This is my sister's relic, sorry, I have to take it with me, wherever I go." Yan Zhen said resolutely.

"Needs to be checked." The white armband stretched out his hand, his gaze still fixed elsewhere, like a blind man, facing Yan Zhen with a side face.

Yan Zhen grabbed Totoro's hand and said, "I won't let it go." ”

The white armband was silent for a moment, and his index finger suddenly turned into a seven-inch steel needle, which quickly pierced Totoro's head, followed by the heart and abdomen.

Three needles in a row, Totoro is still Totoro, but there are three more needle eyes of Totoro, the white armband is used as a finger, nodding his head, and saying, "It's okay." ”

Yan Zhen deliberately acted very displeased, glared at the white armband, and hugged Totoro back into his arms.

They walked through the square, it was early in the morning, and there were a lot of people on the edge of the square, who didn't look like they came out for morning exercise and breakfast.

It is estimated that the influence of public opinion on 'eliminating violence and peace and goodness' is too great, and these people all take him as a 'headline', and today is the day when 'headlines' enter the tower and be killed, and before liberation, it is equivalent to the day when Jiangyang thieves ask and behead at the entrance of the vegetable market, and the common people have to come to see the excitement.

Fortunately, no one threw rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves, Yan Zhen smiled self-deprecatingly, but the smile instantly froze at the corner of his mouth, and he saw that the potato chips were packed in an iron cage, his head was against the iron bar of the cage, his body was like a blood gourd, and his eyes were closed, as if he had fallen into a coma.

There were four wheels under the iron cage, and two men in black pushed the iron cage to approach the tower, followed by four men in white around the cage.

The man in white, as the name suggests, wears a white suit, but it is not a suit, it is a Tang suit; Yan Zhen squinted, for the first time he knew that there were still people in white in the Spring Market.

The people in white are different from the people in black, they have a faint smile on their faces, and they have more aura of a living person than the expressionless, dead-eyed man in black.

In the whole castle, who else likes pure white, except for the floating picture?

Escorting potato chips from private cells to towers, Futu naturally has to use people he trusts, so the 'leaders' of these four white-clothed people must be Futu.

Both the iron cage and Yan Zhen came to the door of the tower, which had no parts to open manually, in fact, it was just a single metal plate, which could only be opened from the inside.

Yan Zhen was very worried about the situation with the potato chips, but he couldn't show it, so he had to keep his eyes fixed on the metal door as much as possible.

He was not afraid that he would not be able to escape from the tower, and in the past seven days, when he practiced the 'doppelganger technique', he had an unexpected joy, and the improvement of his sand-melting ability and the influence of this skill have also increased a lot.

Now, as long as he touches an object, even one as large as a potato chip, it can be assimilated into sand, and the two of them will escape through the drain together.

In front of everyone's eyes, it is not easy to act, and the writers in the castle are all under the command of the Senate, and when the time comes, they will be surrounded by a crowd, and they will not be able to restrain his ability with the props of someone.

The silver metal door gradually became transparent, it did not open in any kind of conventional way, but changed from solid to virtual, and people could walk directly into it.

The tower is brightly lit, and the entrance is directly facing an elevator, and there are many rooms, or square-shaped huts, suspended from the bottom of the tower to the top, which carry the weight by the brackets protruding from the tower wall, very much like the ancient hanging coffins on the cliffs in some parts of the south.

The elevator is in the center of the tower, and it can reach any room, and next to the elevator is a woman with glasses.

Dressed in a well-fitting dark suit, her hair was neatly combed, and she had the temperament of an urban working woman, she politely greeted the four men in white, she opened the door of the elevator, and asked the men in black to push the iron cage containing potato chips up.

"Excuse me, am I on the same floor as him?" Yan Zhen suddenly spoke, because he found that the woman had no intention of asking him to go up too.

"It's not." The woman lifted her black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

"How many floors does he go to? What exactly are we here for? Yan Zhen deliberately showed a little nervousness and panic.

"He's on the third floor, and you're here to cooperate with the Alliance's experimental work." The woman replied truthfully.

"I'm going to go with him to the third floor first." Yan Zhen said in an accentuated tone.

Two deep lines furrowed between the woman's eyebrows, Yan Zhen's heart sank, thinking that she had lowered the hint of hypnosis, but then the woman nodded and opened the door of the elevator for him.

The man in white and the man in black turned away as the elevator door closed, and that was the end of their escort mission.

There were only Yan Zhen, the woman, and the potato chips in the iron cage in the elevator, and Yan Zhen asked the woman's name and her position.

There are four rooms on the third floor, the door of the elevator is rotatable, and the door of the elevator can be opened from whichever side you turn, and only one of the four rooms has an open door.

The woman opened the door of the elevator, and she pushed the iron cage first, and her slender figure and thin arms did not affect her inner strength at all.

Yan Zhen followed, there was an operating table in the center of the room, and many instruments were resting against the wall around it, and a middle-aged man in a white coat was using the virtual light screen of the park to communicate with someone.

When he saw the woman pushing the iron cage in, he immediately turned off the light screen and took the initiative to say hello, but when he saw Yan Zhen who came in later, his face immediately showed a puzzled look.

"Sister Lu, didn't you say that there is only one today?" The middle-aged man asked.

"He's coming to see it, it's not an experiment." The woman with the pen name Jin Feng Yulu explained.

"I'll take a look and have a chat by the way." Yan Zhen said.

He closed the door, walked up to the middle-aged man, smiled and asked, "I want to know about your work, tell me." ”

The middle-aged man in the white coat softened his expression, put one hand into the pocket of the coat, pointed to the surrounding instruments, and said: "My main job is to extract the energy of the fragments, before we only knew that the energy of the fragments could be absorbed, but we could only receive unused props, recently, we have made a new discovery!" ”

He paused deliberately, and said with a smug face: "If you extract all the blood and fragment energy of the experimental specimen together, concentrate it and use it, you can absorb the prop abilities that have already been used." ”

"The next step is to inherit the physique after alienation and transformation." The middle-aged man smiled proudly, walked to the iron cage of the potato chips, patted the iron bar of the cage, turned his head to Yan Zhen and said:

"According to the data I received, this experiment has successfully inherited the alienated bodily functions of another writer, he is a special case, and he must be studied carefully, maybe he can advance the progress of my work."

Yan Zhen touched his chin and asked coldly, "What is your ability?" ”

The middle-aged man naturally replied: "Copy the memory." ”

"Benefits?" Yan Zhen asked.

"Just like now, I have copied the memory of a medical doctor, he studied medicine for 10 years, and he did scientific research for another 10 years, and I graduated from junior high school and did bigger and more difficult experiments than him, and that's the benefit!" The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders and the expression on his face seemed to say, 'Asking such an obvious question'.

"The disadvantage?" Yan Zhen continued to ask.

"I can only absorb one person's memory, and I can't remember more, but this problem will be solved later, I'm ......"

The middle-aged man still had to continue to talk about his plans and research, and Yan Zhen had already pretended to visit the instrument and walked to his side.

The blue light flashed in front of the middle-aged man's eyes, and the second half of his words disappeared in his throat, because his throat had been severed, no, the whole head had been moved from his neck.

The skull rolled under the operating table, and her body fell to the ground, and the woman realized what was happening, but she didn't move, her mind knew that she should take action, but her body froze in place, and she didn't even have the idea of using the power of the shard.

She remembered that just now on the elevator, Yan Zhen whispered to her after asking her name and position: No matter what happens after entering the house, you don't care.

This whisper-like exhortation was just a fluttering sentence at the time, and it didn't seem to have any substantive meaning at all.

Now it made her feel like she had been immobilized, and she didn't know what was going on.