Chapter 212 is very simple
Song Junmei was a little proud.
Walked over to a suitcase, took out a pair of handcuffs, and walked towards the statement.
When he arrived in front of the statement, he was about to handcuff the statement, when suddenly, the statement turned over and pressed his hand, and with a "click", Song Junmei's hand was cuffed.
He looked up, a little stunned on his face.
The statement got up from the ground, looked at the window a few times, and then spoke: "Your organization, this is what you are capable of?" β
Song Junmei was a little stunned and said, "What's the matter...... Why do you ...... Why didn't you faint? β
"Why should I faint?"
"There's a drug in the wine......"
The statement asked, "Then why don't you faint?" β
He picked up the wine bottle on the ground and looked at it, and said, "Oh, this half is marked, not drugged, and this half is not marked, right?" β
"You...... How do you know? No way...... It can't be ......"
"Why can't it be?"
Song Junmei said: "You can't see it...... I had already arranged it. I didn't do anything, you can't see ......"
"What can I see?" The statement asked.
"Don't pretend to me! The movement is in your hands, right? β
The statement did not speak, staring thoughtfully at Song Junmei.
Song Junmei was stunned for a moment, and began to think in her mind again, "I really want to find a beautiful girl...... It's over, he's already thinking about something......"
"Look." The statement smiled and said, "You can't hide it from me, be honest." β
Song Junmei's face was a little miserable, and she muttered, "I don't know what the movement is like...... I only know that the strength of the old guy comes from the movement......"
"Who's the old guy? What are the strengths? β
"At that time, I was very young, and I only knew that he was almost incompetent, perceptive to people's hearts, and knew what others were thinking and doing......"
Song Junmei muttered, raised her head to look at the statement, and said, "You understand what I'm talking about." β
"I understand."
"You got the movement?"
The statement spread his hands and said, "If you don't say specifically, how do I know?" β
"I don't know the exact ...... Unless you're willing to give me the movement......"
The statement suddenly said: "You came here this time, didn't you arrange it?" β
"Huh."
"You're quite ambitious and want to get the movement yourself?"
"Huh."
"How are you going to get the movement?" He stared at Song Junmei for a while, and said, "You are not sure how to get the movement, so you dare to come to me......"
Song Junmei asked, "It's just a little bit ...... Almost, as long as I control you first, there will always be a way to get the movement in my hands, and I will be strong...... Terrifyingly strong......"
"You're so bad."
"Fart, there must be something wrong. No matter how terrible the old guy is, the leader is not like this to control him step by step, and ...... The movement must be peelable. β
"Like you?"
Song Junmei's face turned a little paler.
The statement has already made some things clear......
Once upon a time, there was an organization, and there was an old guy in the organization, who was probably systematic, and probably the original owner of his own system.
There is another so-called 'leader', who can actually control the owner of the system under the supervision of the system, and also strip off the other people's system......
People like Song Junmei can forcibly control their thoughts, but they have only done it for one day, and so many flaws have been exposed in this day.
And this 'leader' is facing a more mature and sophisticated system owner, and how terrible his mind must be to hide his mind for many years......
That kind of degree is not comparable to people like Song Junmei.
Thinking of this, he said: "Look at you, your ambition is so big, but your level is very average......"
"I'll you!" Song Junmei said: "Is it fair? If you don't have a movement, I'll kill you with one finger. β
"Oh, it's not fair."
The statement stopped talking, and stood there silently thinking about things.
Song Junmei couldn't help it and asked, "Why didn't you faint?" β
"Your plan is simple, prepare my wine three days ago, or even longer. Then approached me, hid his thoughts, and finally dizzed me...... You're careful to dodge the so-called 'caliber power', right? β
"Huh."
"But you're naΓ―ve." "I'm weird when you've been thinking about finding a pretty girl, and you're used to making coffee in the morning, but because you can't show too many ideas, you go to bed again. But who gets up for a cup of coffee and then goes to bed? Also, you play the game to death, but the segment number of the account is very high. It's obviously someone else's number......"
"you, how can I have so many flaws......"
The statement walked out of the door again, brought in a hall of wine, and said, "You arranged it three days ago, ready to use it to stun my wine, and ordering takeout is to send a signal for people to send it over." β
"You changed the wine?" Song Junmei said: "Impossible...... I deliberately didn't even look at the name of the person who delivered the wine...... How did you find him? β
"I can't only use the system to check, phone, monitor...... A lot of things can be looked up......"
"Without further ado, let's talk about your organization." β
"You let me go." Song Junmei said: "Actually, when I came to look for you, I had already betrayed the organization. Now that I'm throwing in the towel, I can help you. β
He raised his head, his eyes were sincere, and his thoughts were sincere.
The statement shook his head and said, "You can sometimes control your thoughts, I don't believe you. β
"Really, I'm an honest man......"
"Tell me about your organization, what's it called? How many people are there? Why look for Zheng Shu? Why don't you come to me? How do you get around my system? β
At this moment, Song Junmei's mobile phone rang.
"Jingle Bell Jingle ......"
The phone was on the coffee table.
The statement looked back, his eyes wary.
Song Junmei's eyes showed fear......
"Don't ......"
The statement took out the gun, loaded it, walked over and glanced at the phone screen, which showed the words "unknown number".
He picked up his phone and pressed answer.
"Hey." The other party said.
The sound was weird, like it had been processed.
"Song Junmei? Statement? It seems to be a statement...... Rest assured, we have no ill intentions...... At least not for the time being. β
"Really?"
"There is a traitor among our people who has caused you trouble, sorry, we will solve this trouble."
The statement frowned and asked, "How to solve it?" β
"Actually...... It's simple to deal with you. Said suddenly.
The statement was stunned. There was a sudden "drip" in my head.
"Warning, warning, task subject is dead, task object is dead......"
As soon as the system dimmed, all the images in my mind went black.
The statement was taken aback, and turned his head to see that Song Junmei was still alive.
Who is that who died?
Here another voice came from the phone, saying, "Don't be afraid, there is an irrelevant death." I just want to prove that it's easy to deal with you......"
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