Everyone I want to bully is abnormal

"Owner?"

She couldn't stop her vocal cords from making a sound, and when she reacted the next second, the woman in black felt both regretful and uneasy.

"What?" Bai Qingge looked puzzled. In this quiet basement, she couldn't have heard it wrong.

Could this be someone I had provoked before?

She had noticed long ago that whenever the terrorist leader was alone with her, he would tend to be distracted.

"Do you know me? Maybe I know you too." Bai Qingge asked tentatively. If they were really acquaintances, that would be great.

But strangely, after I finished speaking, the air seemed to cool down by several degrees.

"I don't know. Miss Bai, since you know this thing, you should know what I'm going to do next." The tone of the woman in black became even colder than before.

If it still had a little bit of temperature before, now it is undoubtedly ice under the cold pond that will never melt.

Did I say something wrong? The other party's attitude suddenly changed.

"I know, but..." She wanted to say that she was in the "amnesia" stage and even if her brain was scanned now, nothing could be read.

However, he was interrupted by the woman in black indifferently, "No buts, Miss Bai is willing to accept the loss, you should go up and sit down, don't let me use some means that no one wants to see."

"……understood."

By the way, the people on the other side are terrorists. If they really knew what was in her mind, it would be a big trouble. Isn’t the current situation exactly what she wants?

As expected, anything produced by the system must be of high quality. This punishment really didn't hurt at all for her.

After struggling for ten minutes, she saw distress on the woman's face for the first time.

If you can’t capture the source of the information, haha, it’s none of your business.

What Bai Qingge didn't know was that the woman in black was not worried about not being able to capture the source of the information, but about having captured the source of the information.

Although it was very faint and even fragmented, and it would take a lot of time to read it in combination, she did capture the relevant memories she wanted to know.

At this moment, her heart began to waver again. Memories of non-existent people naturally could not be captured. Similarly, the memories that could be captured were all memories of past experiences.

Could it be that she really was? She couldn't help but doubt it again.

The woman in black slapped herself hard, trying to completely get this ridiculous idea out of her mind.

Bai Qingge was just a child at that time, but the person in her memory was already in his twenties.

Moreover, their personalities and temperaments are completely different. One always has a cold face, the other always has a smiling face. One has a bad temper, the other has a good temper. How could they be the same person after more than 20 years of age difference?

The only possibility is cloning.

But she would never admit that the clone was that person, as this would be a blasphemy to that person.

But after being shaken again and again, she found that she seemed to be unable to control herself.

She couldn't imagine what would happen if the boss saw this person.

It's too dangerous. It's because of that person's help that the boss was able to build the organization. It's no exaggeration to say that person is the real boss.

She would never allow a clone to replace the real boss's feelings and status in their hearts.

She must not be kept.

Bai Qingge probably didn't know that just because he said something casually, someone was actually targeting his head.

"Is this okay?" Bai Qingge took off his helmet and stood up.

"Okay, no problem, let's go." After hesitating for a while, he finally decided not to delete the fragmented information sources he had captured.

Since we have information about that person, maybe we can use it to locate some information about our enemies, we should keep it.

Even quieter than the basement was the control room. When I opened the door, there was dead silence. Three people were sitting around the fireplace with their heads down, and no one knew what they were thinking.

After going out, Yan Ruochu and the other two looked even more listless. The woman in black did not give her time to ask questions and immediately started the second game session.

The second part is simpler, which is to draw lots to form teams. It seems that the third game is going to be more difficult.

Drawing lots is also a matter of luck. When Mo Qianxing saw the number in his hand, his face, which was already red and swollen from being hit, suddenly lost its color. It was more effective than applying ice.

Number 2 corresponds to Bai Qingge’s number 2, with a 1/3 chance. Why was I the only one drawn?

If he had gone with Bai Qingge, he would have been torn to pieces. He was originally smug about his success in sowing discord, and the corners of his proud mouth now looked like a mustache, as ugly as it could be.

Bai Qingge also looked at Mo Qianxing with a smile, it turned out that the goddess of luck had descended.

She was not at ease with anyone Mo Qianxing followed, but she was most at ease with her. She had a 1/3 chance and she was sure of it.

Because of the passionate speech he just gave, he was too embarrassed to ask Yan Ruchu for help. Standing in the aisle, Mo Qianxing was in a dilemma.

"Don't be nervous, I won't eat you." Bai Qingge even tried to comfort her.

This scared Mo Qianxing a lot. You really don't eat people, but no one knows whether his head will swell again when he walks out of the passage later.

"Can we switch teammates?" an unexpected voice sounded.

The woman in black looked thoughtfully at Yan Ruochu who made the request, then looked at Mo Qianxing who was making a face, and said calmly, "Okay."

"I'll switch with you." Yan Ruchu said to Bai Qingge. Although she couldn't make a choice, at least she knew that she couldn't exacerbate the conflict between them.

Bai Qingge blinked and said simply, "No."

Mo Qianxing's heart was completely dead. Today was like a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

Yan Ruochu tried hard to find an excuse, "Student Kan's condition has been very bad since you left. You should be in the same team with her."

She noticed this as soon as she entered the door, but she didn't have time to ask

"…My deskmate?"

"Ah? Well, what's wrong, classmate Bai?" Kan Zhiyu seemed to have just come to his senses, and his speech was intermittent.

"I should be the one asking you this question. Did something happen when I was away just now?" She directed the question to Kan Zhiyu, but her gaze had already turned to Mo Qianxing. Anyone who was not blind could see who she was suspecting at this moment.

"No, I'm fine, just a little sleepy." Kan Zhiyu lowered his eyes to hide his panicked look caused by lying.

If someone else heard this and looked at those tired eyes with big dark circles, they might believe it.

But Kan Zhiyu had never lied to her except to reject her kindness.

For Kan Zhiyu, if she doesn't want to answer a question, she will not lie but just remain silent.