Defect another world

Duan Yu was frightened by him and took three steps back. But Meng Fei also retreated and returned to his private room. Then he looked at Duan Yu, who was pale, and said with a smile: "It's just a joke, I just scare you."

"..."

Duan Yu was immediately speechless.

"I'm not going to take a shower. You can go by yourself."

After saying that, Meng Fei sat down on the bed and pulled up the quilt again, leaving only half of his head exposed.

"Can you handle not taking a shower for a week?"

Duan Yu pulled his quilt.

"I can bear not taking a shower for ten years." Meng Fei complained, "You woke me up before I finished my nap. Can't you make up for it?"

Then he covered his head with the quilt again.

"You haven't taken a shower for ten years? Is that true?"

Duan Yu looked at Meng Fei, who was lying upright with his head covered by a white quilt, and then looked back at the quiet and deserted surroundings. The former "murder scene" was still silent in the neatly arranged private rooms, and the inexplicable fear returned again. flooded my mind.

"Forget it, I'd better take a bath by myself."

There were many people in the bathroom right now, so he felt safe.

But the moment he turned around, he didn't notice that the heaven, earth and universe swayed slightly, just like a broken mirror split into two, and the world was also split into two and each went astray.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Duan Yu turned around and saw Meng Fei lifted the quilt again and sat up.

"I can't sleep, forget it, I'd better take a bath with you first."

……

Meng Fei has developed the habit of branching out to protect capital before any major operation. So after covering his head with the quilt, he quickly opened the branch. In another branch, he pretended that nothing happened, got up and followed Duan Yu to the bathroom.

In the main branch, Duan Yu left alone, and he was almost the only one left in the huge living area. He didn't get up, but pressed the emergency button on his sleeve.

Five minutes later, the manager, wearing full-body protective clothing, sat on the sofa in Meng Fei's private room.

"Tell me, what did you find again?"

Even through the helmet and microphone, his tone was somewhat resistant. He was still immersed in the sense of accomplishment of catching the "real murderer" through DNA comparison, but Meng Fei poured cold water on him, which made him feel very unhappy.

The information transmitted above has confirmed that the "Zhang Feng" in front of him is the student sent by Professor Boulanger to repair the "Main God", but he has been holding back on this matter on the grounds that "this person may be infected by the evil god."

Among their followers, "Contagious Sleepwalking Murder Syndrome" is called "Evil God Infection", which is the result of betraying loyalty to the Lord God and tending to convert to the Evil God.

As the Lord God's most loyal servant, he will never allow anyone who may be contaminated by the Evil God's consciousness to enter the center of the Palace of All Things, interfere with the Lord God's resurrection process, and tarnish the Lord God's consciousness!

"I already know who the real culprit is, and I also know the source of the infection. Those people you caught now are of no use, there is no real infected person."

Meng Feipan sat on the bed and said with a sneer.

"Then tell me, who is the real murderer?"

"If you want me to tell you, you must meet my conditions. Otherwise, you will have to wait for the full infection in District 11 to finally collapse." Meng Fei put his hands behind his head and leaned on the bed.

"What conditions!"

The manager's voice began to tremble due to suppressed anger. As a proud and wise cleric, he hated being teased. But Meng Fei did grasp his weakness. If District 11 collapses due to a comprehensive infection, he will have no face or qualifications to continue serving his "main god".

"It's very simple," Meng Fei's expression became gentler, "I only want all your information about the 'Sleepwalking Murder Syndrome' and all the murder cases in District 11. As long as you don't hide it from me, I will naturally not hide it from you." A few minutes later, a laptop was opened and placed in front of Meng Fei. The manager pressed the button to read it in person. Meng Fei could read it, but no operations were allowed.

But Meng Fei was just pretending to look at it. He doesn't need to read, he just needs to make managers think he has. This information was the information he had read while lying on his back in his quilt and connected to other people's mobile phones to crack the network.

"Hmm, the page I just slid past."

Meng Fei suddenly stretched out a finger and shook it.

The manager pressed PgUp to scroll up a few pages, and Meng Fei shook his finger down again.

"It's too much. It's too much."

"Which page is it?"

"Here, here."

Meng Fei pointed to the photo of Chaikufu wearing a green "prison uniform" taken when he entered District 11 to register, and said calmly:

"This is the man. His name is Chaikufu. He is from Beiming. He has served as a special soldier... He is the real murderer and the source of the infection."

"Are you kidding me? This guy died two weeks ago!"

It's a pity that Meng Fei can't see the expression behind the manager's mask. But judging from his trembling voice, his expression must be interesting.

"He is not dead. This morning, after breakfast, I saw this man with my own eyes when I was wandering around the living area!"

"This is impossible!"

The administrator shook his head in disbelief.

"I did the DNA comparison experiment myself. We found his mutilated body. He can't be alive!"

"The reason is very simple, why can't you figure it out?"

Meng Fei suddenly felt a little pitiful for this guy who was repeatedly deceived by DNA.

"Just like the 'infected people' you arrested today. You take DNA samples from everyone's bed, and then compare them with the hair left on the protective clothing abandoned by the murderer to find the murderer. But it is easy to be deceived by the murderer.

"Before the murder, the murderer prepared some hair from unrelated persons. It is easy to get other people's hair. You can go to the shower room in the bathroom, where the drain is often clogged with clumps of hair.

"Clean the protective clothing and helmet, and then leave the found hair inside the helmet and discard it. In this way, by comparing the DNA remaining on the helmet, you will randomly find an unrelated person and lock him up as an infected person."

"Hmph, hair is easy to get rid of. But then I think how did you get more than one kilogram of corpses?"

"It's not difficult either."

Meng Fei turned his attention to the wishing box placed in the gap between the cabinet and the desk.

"If you want the whole body, the wishing box is not big enough. But if you want a few kilograms of chopped corpses, it's not a problem."

"Pray to the Lord God for broken corpses?"

Managers clearly feel that their beliefs have been seriously "expanded." He understands human greed very well. Many people ask for money, and some ask for beloved things that money cannot buy. But asking for broken corpses... he had never thought about it like this, nor did he expect that someone would do this. Even if he just thinks about it, he feels that this is a stain on the Lord God.

"I've tried asking the 'Lord of Creation' for all kinds of strange things."

Meng Fei chuckled.

"Experiments have shown that as long as they are objectively real things that exist on this planet and are not directly dangerous to the people living here, such as guns, ammunition, poisons, knives, etc., everything else can be obtained without any problem."

"Meeting all the needs of believers is the promise of the 'Lord God', and there is no doubt about it!"