Muchuan and Xiang Wan

Chapter 342: ,mind control

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"Get off!" Bai Muchuan scolded the anger that he hadn't vented, "What about others?"

"Who is it?" Quan Shaoteng asked in confusion.

"Meng Chi!" Bai Muchuan said.

"Meng Chi?" Quan Shaoteng raised his voice, looked at Cheng Zheng and Ding Yifan next to him, and Sailimu, who bowed his head, and asked inexplicably: "Meng Chi has not returned to Nanmu? Have you? Watching people drive away... with Xie Wanwan and them?"

"..."

This matter, in two or three sentences, is unclear.

Bai Muchuan pondered for a while, "What about the people on this mountain? The captives come late..."

"All there!" Quan Shaoteng.

"What about their boss?"

"Boss? Which boss?"

"...The boss who brought us here!"

"I don't know which one is the boss!"

"..."

Almost ten seconds later, Bai Muchuan looked at the clock walking on the wall and scolded him in one breath.

"Then don't you **** ask?"

Quan Shaoteng: "...all are dead. I asked who to go?"

Are all dead?

Thrilling again tonight!

Quan Shaoteng said: "When we came up the mountain, we found that all the people on the mountain, except you, were dead!"

So weird?

Xiang Wan was shocked in the black room, clutching Bai Muchuan's arm tightly.

"impossible!"

Even if Meng Chi wants to die with them, he will stick to the end and watch them die first?

unreasonable!

Bai Muchuan asked: "Is there a fish in the net?"

"No!" Quan Shaoteng replied decisively.

From Bai Muchuan up the mountain, he has been leading people to guard all intersections.

After an hour agreed in advance, he was not seen to come down, and there was no movement on the mountain, so he took people to touch the mountain as agreed.

When going up the mountain, it was quiet all around, there was no sound at all. The other party was completely unprepared. At that time, he was also a little strange, and a little tight...

result……

A pile of corpses.

Quan Shaoteng went through the details of the action in his head, and said with certainty.

"No one left! There were fifteen people up and down, all neatly, none left!"

"...Ah!" Xiang Ye suddenly sneeze.

Hearing this, she suddenly felt a little cold.

The fifteen people who kidnapped them outside are dead...

Then Meng Chi could not die, where did he go?

"No! Bai Muchuan, no!"

Xiang Ye shouted suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Bai Muchuan hugged her tightly and whispered.

"We were cheated!" Xiang Xiang answered.

"?" Bai Muchuan lowered his head, trying to see the expression on her face.

However, it is just in vain.

He couldn't see.

Only to myself late, the heart is stirred, there is a faint, rising fear from the apex of the heart.

"He gave us an advanced time difference!" Xiang Wan coughed, stripping a few clear senses from his chaotic thinking. "When you went up the mountain, you never saw Meng Chi, right?"

Bai Muchuan nodded.

After a second, he replied, "Yes!"

"That's right!" Xiangyue said quickly, as if he was in a hurry. "He actually left me when he used me to threaten you... Then you went up the mountain, this There are only 15 surviving ghosts left on the mountain... they ordered Meng Chi to take you to the murder house, and they also died in a kind of conspiracy designed by Meng Chi in advance."

Xiang Wan didn't dare to determine the cause of their death.

At the end, her voice turned a little, and she said it again.

"However, in order to convince us that he has been on the mountain, he kept talking to us... but I don’t understand one thing. I remember that he came to us in dialogue...Is it a sentence you talk to me, right? ?"

"Yes!" Bai Muchuan affirmed.

"I don't know how he realized this. But I think that at that time, he was no longer asking the heart..."

"This..." Bai Muchuan exhaled. "From a technical perspective, it is not difficult to achieve!"

A small problem that can be achieved with one phone call.

He said there, you can connect directly here.

"Your analysis is right!" Bai Muchuan pointed his head and touched Xiang Wan's head again. "This opponent is the most cunning opponent I have seen so far."

opponent? Xiang Wan found that he didn't call Meng Chi's name, a little surprised.

"Is he...not Meng Chi?"

Bai Muchuan did not answer.

He held Xiang Xiang's arm and sat down slowly, his voice mute and deep.

"……Maybe not."

So how can a cunning person expose himself easily?

Also directly acknowledge his identity to Xiang Wan?

Moreover, he is not afraid to reveal his identity, so why kill those 15 people?

Obviously, those 15 people died just to shut them up!

Xiang Wan thought about meeting and communicating with the man, his back was covered with sweat, and his legs were soft.

She fell softly on Bai Muchuan's side.

"But he...really looks like it!"

"You didn't even see his face..."

"His voice..."

"Sound can be synthesized."

Various live-action voice navigation is completely indistinguishable.

TTS technology...modern people easily conquer.

Xiang Wan's brain was completely lost, "That eye... how to explain?"

The only unexplainable thing is the eyes that seemed familiar.

But with only a pair of eyes, it must be said that he is Meng Chi, which is also very far-fetched...

Bai Muchuan stroked her tight shoulders, "investigate Meng Chi, you know!"

"Hmm!" Xiang Youyou responded.

At this moment, she was sitting there, leaning against the wall, and could do nothing but gasp.

The clock on the wall keeps turning.

The voice that broadcasts their "time of death" has never been heard after Sailimu controls the voice system...

But gradually, watching the clock move, Xiang Ye suddenly felt discouraged...

There was a strong decadent emotion in her mind, which controlled her brain. Contrary to her usual personality, the negative, depraved thoughts also came quietly, giving her an illusion that the soul was already out of the body...

It was as if she and Bai Muchuan were sitting here.

Just their flesh.

And their souls have been replaced by others, and they are saying goodbye to the flesh...

"I feel... so strange..." she murmured, "like depression, is this a mind-control medicine?"

"Um..." Bai Muchuan's condition is not better than her.

"It's terrible!" he said again, breathing harder than before.

However, he didn't touch the night, but clenched his fist and hit the wall hard.

Boom!

The people in the dark room did not respond.

The people outside the black house were frightened.

That fist smashed, a layer of blood marks.

There are already countless such blood marks around the walls and on the ground that cannot be seen at night.