In fact, it is not a torture tool for torture, and this thing itself cannot cause harm to us. But for those involved in this matter, the deterrent effect of this thing is huge.
I turned my head to look at the person next to me, who also showed a surprised expression.
This is the head of seven people. The girl lined up the heads and placed them on the coffee table in front of us.
The human head should not be very fresh. After some treatment, the color is yellow and the complexion is peaceful, but at first glance, it is in a state of death.
What makes my head spin is that all seven have the same face.
my face.
"This...what's going on here?" I stammered, "Why are there so many mes?"
"Many things don't happen all at once. A perfect replica is often accompanied by many defective products. Defective products cannot be It can't be circulated even after being rebuilt." Zhang Longban said, "So, they can only exist as data."
"These are..."
"These are the foreshadowing of one of you. Before one of you becomes Wu Xie , these people may have become Wu Xie, but obviously, their luck is not very good."
I looked at these heads, still a little incomprehensible: "But, they are all dead. Even if they fail, they will not be I want to kill them."
"You know my surname Zhang, and you should also know my origins. Back then, judging whether the disguise was successful was not just a matter of face, but to be seamless from body to mind, it took years and people to be imitated. Staying together all the time. However, over time, some people will develop feelings for the person being imitated and are unwilling to carry out their mission. Such people often flee overseas. The technology of Yirong is actually difficult to use for a long time. , because it is very difficult to really deceive people you know well, and only under a certain system can many impossible things be achieved."
Zhang Long paused for a while, and seemed to be sorting it out from the beginning, before saying after a while: "We found that someone was hunting down a person named Zhang Qiling across the country for a period of time, so we started to intervene and discovered a jaw-dropping conspiracy. We watched this conspiracy and began to find that things became more and more uncontrollable. In order to make things controllable again, we had to quietly intervene and harvest some people who dazzled us."
"Then you are the people of Buddha. , or the real Zhang family?" I asked, actually not fully understanding what he was saying.
"There is no real Zhang family for a long time. However, Zhang Dafo has not belonged to our system a long time ago." Zhang Longban said, "During the civil strife in the mainland, our system of international trade in Hong Kong was relatively It has been completely preserved."
"So these people were all killed by you?"
"Yes, our seniors are responsible for most of them." Zhang Longban said, "If you understand the whole conspiracy your family is involved in, You will find traces of our participation in many places. In fact, we have been watching you
all the time." When he said this, Zhang Longban showed an arrogant and calm mood, which I can't describe. Later I found out that it was a kind of breath that came from itself, similar to the nobility.
But it is not an aristocrat, it is not a luxurious extravagance, but a sense of superiority that has seen everything for many years.
"I'll tell you about the real Wu Xie after I've distinguished you. Now, let's start!" Zhang Long half winked at Miss Zhang, and Miss Zhang and another person took seven heads. He approached us and said, "There's only one question - look at these heads carefully, and tell me which one is most like you." The
guy next to me and I looked at each other. I thought to myself: how can this be judged? Whether it looks like me or not is entirely a matter of opinion, and these people's heads are all my face, so I feel dizzy when I look at them, and I can't judge at all.
"It's enough to distinguish according to feeling." Zhang Longban said, "The power of judgment rests with me."
If you guess, there is only a 1 in 7 chance. My brain was so bloated that I couldn't look directly at people's heads. The fake Wu Xie next to me said to me, "Don't be fooled, you can't tell the difference no matter what. Only by rejecting both of us will we have a chance to live together."
"It's not like that." Miss Zhang said, "For us, if we really can't tell the difference, we have to break your hamstrings and hand tendons, lock you in a room, and wait for you to die of old age."
"I don't believe you would do such a thing. "I retorted, "We have no grudges, right?"
"You only have ten minutes, otherwise you will have to crawl around somewhere for the rest of your life." Zhang Long didn't care what I said. .
I kept muttering in my heart, and the fake Wu Xie next to me glanced at me again, and suddenly said, "I have already chosen, give me a pen and paper, and I will write it down."
"Fuck you!" I scolded immediately . , "It's like a fart."
"Because I believe they'll do something like that, you better hurry up and choose," he said.
My head was buzzing, and when I looked at the seven heads in front of me, I felt like the world was spinning. Which is more like me? Damn, if I pick the wrong one, I'll be the eighth head.
I never thought my head would still be a collectible, and it would be a complete set. I remembered the time when I played the big pineapple game before, and I cursed in my heart: "Damn, I will be treated like this headhunter."
"Would you choose? Early death and early birth." Miss Zhang looked at me and urged.
I scolded: "If you choose the wrong one, it's not that your head is dried into dried plums, can you let me take the blame for my head?"
"Okay, then let you think about it." Miss Zhang looked at me, It seemed funny, "But at this juncture, you can still make fun of you, and you are considered a man. If you are wrong, I will make you die happily."
I ignored her and looked at the seven heads again. Which is like me? Which is like me? I rely on, they all look so bad, everyone is fucking like ah.
Ideas, ideas, I want some ideas, a direction of thinking.
I desperately forced myself to think: Which aspects of thinking are easy to sort out? Is it age?
You can't tell your age at all, you've already died like this, how can you tell your age? I think about how my mother used to describe my appearance, it seems to be - it doesn't look like it was born, but pulled out.
Damn it, ma'am, can't you be a little constructive?
"There are still three minutes."
"Don't rush, if you rush me, I'll be annoyed!" I yelled.
"Okay, okay." Miss Zhang said and stepped aside.
I looked at those heads again, and suddenly had an idea.
Annoying - When I was in college, there was a girl who seemed to like me and said something to me, saying that my face was very quiet and I was not annoying when I looked at people.