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Luo Yajun figured out what was going on almost instantly.

"Phantom." He glanced at the two Chen Meiyues who were almost carved out of the same mold in front of him, "Changing appearance is the ability of your Phantom... No, it should be said that you and Phantom have the same ability, right?

You used this ability to sing double **** with the Phantom, thus deceiving the hostages and letting them testify for you. But it was you from beginning to end. "

Indeed, that makes more sense.

Even if someone copied Chen Meiyue's appearance, it would not be so easy to infiltrate the mothership of Secret Service Nine and disarm the alarm without alarming anyone.

Unless it's not impersonation, but the inner ghost is her at all-Chen Meiyue, a senior agent of Secret Service Nine, has been herself from the beginning.

Luo Yajun narrowed his eyes: "That hair..."

"It's my own." Chen Meiyue said, "As long as I have a DNA sample, I can change into someone else's appearance, and even DNA can be copied. So I just need to become poor Lin Yi, and then take a piece of my own hair... ...Ha, that's the important physical evidence you carefully hid."

"Is there an iota of truth in that story all along?"

Luo Yajun stood up as if nothing had happened, and patted the dust off his body.

"What happened to those two poor girls?"

"Well... Of course there are truths, but the truth is always mixed with some lies. Sometimes things are like this, you have to use lies to complete the truth, so that it makes it more believable." Chen Meiyue said softly Say, "I was just a kid back then, headstrong, impulsive, reckless... teenagers, you know.

Lin Yi's poor uncle was nothing more than a scapegoat who had no idea what happened. "

Luo Yajun narrowed his eyes: "You killed the man."

After a pause, his expression became more serious, and he pondered for a few seconds before continuing to add.

"You are Shan Xue. That one who escaped from the scene, that one's best friend."

"yes."

Without hiding or evading, she looked directly into Luo Yajun's eyes and admitted it openly.

"Why?"

Chen Meiyue sighed lightly.

"Like I said, I was just a kid, so it was easy to be ... impulsive," she said, "You probably can't imagine what that feels like.

Two children, best friends, they are inseparable, they are together every day. But one of them is beautiful and confident, and will be the focus of everyone's attention wherever she goes. She has won all the favors in the world.

And at this time, if the other one is an ugly duckling, she will look... extraordinarily annoying in people's eyes. "

Luo Yajun didn't speak.

"Lin Yi is the former. She is very beautiful, she has been like this since she was a child, so she will naturally be the focus. Our monitor—a boy we thought was cool at the time—would send flowers to her specially, with some youthful words written on it. Leave a message to show your favor.

She'd share it with me and make a fuss about what a headache and distress it was. but you know what? That's a little girl showing off, showing off to her ugly friend what she doesn't have.

It took me a long time to figure out why a girl like her, so bright and beautiful, only picked me as her best friend out of so many people.

Really, it took me a long time to figure it out. The reason is just because I am the ugliest duckling, and only by always staying by my side can she feel confident every day. "

Luo Yajun frowned tightly.

"So you killed her."

"Like I said, I was a kid and I was a little thoughtless. Because it wouldn't help." She sighed. "I thought it would make me feel better, but it didn't. .

Then I realized that it wasn't just her problem. I got rid of her, but even if she disappeared, the uncomfortable feeling didn't leave.

Then I realized it was because of the way the world is. Superior appearance will make people automatically stand in the spotlight, and self-proclaimed civilized people will provide beauty with convenience that you can't even imagine. And for those people in the corners where the light can't reach, no one cares, and no one cares.

Because this world is not a stage for people like us, we are destined to be squeezed out, we are born to be so. "

She paused for a moment, and Luo Yajun felt a little familiar, but at the same time an extremely strange smile appeared on that pretty face.

"And thanks to the great Lytos, my destiny has been changed. This is the power I long for, the ability I dream of. Now, I can be anyone and become anything. It is impossible for anyone to be better than me Look better, and the world will always spin for me."

"Letos, what is that? The name of an ancient existence?"

"Something that you can't understand." Chen Meiyue smiled.

"So, you have been..." Luo Yajun glanced at the face he thought he was familiar with since you entered Secret Service Nine, "...with a fake face?"

"False? No, you seem to have misunderstood something. These are all my face, my original appearance. The ugly duckling has transformed into a white swan, and I have said goodbye to the past."

"Interesting argument. I bet Professor Miyazaki would be very interested in your point of view, and how it affects your phantom-derived process and phantom abilities. But for now..."

With a blank expression on his face, Luo Yajun raised the transformed gun in his hand and pointed it at Chen Meiyue's head.

"You're under arrest."

"Arrested? Is it up to you?" Chen Meiyue giggled, "Seriously, what are you doing this for? Detective Luo? You already have nothing, don't you?

This antiquated system is letting you down, isn't it? Are you sure you want to draw your gun on the last person in this world who understands you... just to maintain an old world that has left you with nothing to worry about? "

"Huh, that's funny. But if you really know me, you know that doesn't really matter to me. I just enjoy killing you scum."

Luo Yajun sneered.

"I think so. You are a paranoid lunatic. In your eyes, the world is either black or white, I know." Chen Meiyue sighed regretfully, "That's why I let the phantom push you into that coffin, and my The past is sealed together.

I also don't know why it leads you to discover this story. Probably because you do look a little different to me, so at least before you die, I want you to know about my past.

There are hallucinogens in that coffin that can interfere with the nervous system of the idiosyncratic, and can effectively inhibit your self-healing system. It was originally planned that you should die there. Unfortunately, I guess it's that troublesome bat again, right? "

"Pull it down. You led me there just to satisfy a murderer's perverted desire to show off. Because you're so complacent about this kind of thing that you can't bring it up to people often, can you?

So you subconsciously want to show off to a dying person. Ha, believe me, I've seen a lot of murderers in my life, and they can't resist that kind of twisted show-off mentality~lightnovelpub.net~ and even fabricated a series of seemingly logical reasons to convince Own.

I know them and I know you. You are no different from those lunatics, the only difference is that you can do a special little trick. But like you, I have killed countless times in my life.

besides......"

Luo Yajun paused, and then showed a contemptuous smile.

"You talk so much nonsense, are you waiting for someone?" He said with a smile, "Let me guess what your script is like. You and Leng Ji—the traitor who was released by you after disarming the security system—you have an appointment Meet at this place.

You held me back while you waited for him to show up... but the plan didn't go well, did it? I guess, according to your original calculation, he should have appeared here almost three minutes ago, right? "

Chen Meiyue's face changed unnaturally.

This made Luo Yajun more convinced that he was right.

She was deliberately procrastinating, waiting for her teammates. But her teammates seemed to be disconnected, and there was no movement at all, which made her feel a little uneasy.

Luo Yajun enjoys her restlessness. He grinned.

"Would you like to bet what your thighs are doing now?" Luo Yajun laughed, "I bet, he is too busy eating 'Old Bat Punch' right now and doesn't have time to reply to your messages."

 …

Peng.

The armor protecting Leng Ji's face was cracked by the pitch-black punch, red fragments splashed in all directions, and the filamentary current exploded in the air, accompanied by the smell of a burning lake.

His mouth was crooked, and a mouthful of old blood spewed out, and the eyes that looked at Batman were still full of shock and puzzlement.

This is impossible!