[Comprehensive] Professional kill MOMO sauce

On a foggy morning 14 years ago, the cathedral outside the suburb of Palermo in Sicily, Italy.

A Christian's day begins with morning prayers.The girls in the choir, wearing garlands and white dresses, stood in front of the organ and sang sacred hymns.

People who sang the Gospel under the cross came and went, but they didn't know how many lives were buried in the old interrogation room under the church that had been built as early as the Middle Ages.

The sewer pipe leaked, and the sound of ticking echoed in the vast and empty interrogation room.After the Renaissance, the part of the church that belonged to the underground interrogation room was blocked, the entrance of the passageway was pasted with thick cement, and the part that belonged to the ground was also redecorated with bricks and tiles.

Crusades, witch persecutions and other crusades against heretics belong to the past. In the brand-new country built on the corpse of the Roman Empire, human beings use the so-called blindfold method of "invisible and non-existent", believing that time will bury everything. Sin also fades away all scars.

"01, why did you come here again?"

The sound of footsteps stepping on the stagnant water intertwined with the anxious voice of the woman, and a five or six-year-old girl sat on the rusty instrument of torture.Regarding the complaints from the visitor, she still maintained her previous posture, motionless, as if she had never heard of it.

The little girl raised her head expressionlessly, and her honey-colored eyes were staring at the ceiling in a daze. Her hair, which was between cherry and light brown, had not been taken care of for a long time, and the length was already able to soak in the standing water at her feet. But he ignored it.

"01, the researchers of the ability group are looking for you, come, follow me—"

"Hush—" the little girl moved suddenly, she put her finger in front of her lips, "Don't talk, just listen."

The sound of children singing hymns faintly penetrated the concrete and entered the empty interrogation room.This is also the only voice that girls can hear, belonging to the "outside".

"It's very close, but it's also very far away." The girl stretched out a hand towards the ceiling, as if she wanted to touch something, and said, "Those people who are singing are also children, right? When they are old, they will be like me." Are they the same age? Did they wear nice dresses and grow up under the pampering of their parents?"

"01..."

"Hey, researcher sister." The girl suddenly turned her head, and the researcher who was looking into her eyes suddenly felt chills, but in an instant, the girl's eyes became the same as before. "I want to get out of here."

"Isn't it good to stay here?" The researcher tried to make his voice sound gentler and more humane, "What kind of toys does 01 like? I can apply to the above. Remember the magazine you saw at Dr. Stein's before?" Do you like it? Do you like the Barbie doll on the cover? That doll is very expensive, and most of the kids out there don’t have the conditions to own it~”

"Dr. Stan's magazine... I heard that the doctor has a little daughter who lives 'outside'. The doctor wants to buy that doll for his daughter, isn't it?" The girl shook her head, "Because Dr. Compensate in this way?"

The female researcher choked up after hearing the girl's words, and continued impatiently: "Well, since 01 doesn't want a doll, can you think about what else you like?"

"I want...freedom." The girl raised her head again, looking at the mottled ceiling, "Before I heard some researchers' brothers and sisters chat privately, before this base, besides my 01, there was also a 00, right? "

The female researcher was stunned, "Who are you listening to—"

"I'm a clone, so that 00 should be the main body, right? I heard that two researchers... that is, 00's biological parents defected from the organization. After sending 00 away at the risk of their lives, they also disappeared. .Since you love your daughter so much, why do you have to make so many clones of your daughter?"

The girl looked up at the ceiling, her voice sounded calm, "Why can she go out, but I can't? Is there any difference between us?"

The female researcher pursed her lips, calmed down quickly, and spoke again in a gentle tone: "01 is the 'highest masterpiece' beyond the body, no one is more important than you. The outside world is too dangerous, 01 stay here It is safest, and we will do our best to protect you."

"'Top Masterpiece'?" the girl murmured, "but no one likes me. They created me, and they only like 00, and only took 00 away."

"It's okay, we like you." The female researcher comforted: "We like you the most, and you will definitely like us. So now, come back with me."

"You like me?" The girl suddenly stood up from the tall torture device. She lowered her head and looked down at the female researcher.

"The medicine is very bitter, the injections are very painful, and I am always locked in a small room, which is very boring." The girl suddenly lifted her blouse, revealing the ugly scars on her body after stitches, "cut me open with all kinds of knives. body, is this what you like?"

"Actually, you hate me." She jumped off the torture device and walked towards the female researcher step by step. Her long bangs covered her eyes. You know, children are very sensitive, I can tell at a glance if they like me or not."

Those eyes were deep and treacherous, they were no longer the eyes of a child.The moment she raised her head, the female researcher who saw the little girl's eyes shuddered and took a few steps back unconsciously.

"Look at you, since you say you like me, why do you still back away? Sure enough, everyone hates me. Even if it is the highest masterpiece, I am still the one who was left behind."

"Supernatural powers..." All beings are sins", right? "

When the girl read this sentence, the female researcher opposite suddenly fell to her knees in the puddle, holding her head and screaming, but the girl was unmoved.

She couldn't see the other party's memory, nor could she feel the other party's confession.In her hands, this ability is no longer a double-edged sword, but has really become an invincible weapon.

"You are right in one sentence, I am indeed the highest masterpiece." After she glanced at her thin fingers, she suddenly reached out and grabbed the female researcher's hair, her expression almost crazy: "Hahahaha, I am the real Compared with 00, who is more like a counterfeit when he asks others to repent and puts on his own defective product?"

She dragged the female researcher's hair and tried her best to stuff her into the rusty torture tool "Iron Maiden". Rows of nails were inserted into the female researcher's body. With bloody screams, the female researcher The child suddenly tilted his head, "When people repent without harming themselves, isn't this the same as condemning the world on behalf of the gods?"

"Hey, researcher sister." The girl smiled, and the empty interrogation room echoed like silver bells. Her voice, which was originally clear and bright, became eerie and treacherous because of her actions. "God can't come to this world in person, so I have me. I want to go to the top to see if those who praise God are really pure in heart."

"As for this experimental base, and the people here, I will not let it go."

"It's not me who killed you, because this is God's will!"

On that day, a fire broke out in a church on the outskirts of Palermo inexplicably, and even more inexplicably, none of the praying people in the church could escape.

The fire brigade finally extinguished the fire, and when the police maintaining law and order investigated the scene, they found a dirty little girl squatting in a corner outside the ruins.

"Hey girl, what are you doing here—"

Before the police finished speaking, the little girl suddenly burst into tears, saying "it's terrible" while crying, and asked her anything, but she didn't say anything.

The police thought the child was terrified, and when they carried her away from the scene of the fire, the girl quietly poked her head over the police's shoulder.

Firefighters brought out corpses, including choir children, their white skirts charred black.

The little girl remembered the skirts on those children that she saw before setting the fire—white, the same color as the white coats and lab coats in the experimental base.

No one is pure in heart, not even Christians who sing the praises of God, even little princesses in white dresses loved by their parents.

That being the case, the 00, the ontology that provides genes for clones, is also the same.

kill her?

Well, kill her.

Kill her, and there will only be one and a half peaches in this world.

What about the couple of researchers who cloned their own daughter?kill them?

Well, kill them all.

God was originally just, and it was human beings who created this unjust world.Some people have supernatural powers, while others don't. This is the negligence of the gods, and it is a link that leads to injustice.People with supernatural powers shouldn't exist. If there were no people with supernatural abilities, those greeds and desires, and those experiments with man-made supernatural beings would not appear.

kill?

Well, kill the supernatural beings, kill all of them!

kill kill kill?

kill!kill!kill!

***

"This is your story?"

Banjing Momosui looked at the girl in the white skirt sitting on the swivel chair with complicated eyes. They had the same face, but the other was much thinner than her. It seemed that because she hadn't seen the sun for a long time, her face was an unhealthy white that lacked blood, covered with a The knuckles of the knuckles are also somewhat prominent.

"The amount of information is a bit large, let me digest it." Banjing Momozui pointed to himself, and then to 01, "That is to say, you were created by my parents, my clone body?"

Banjing Momosui suddenly remembered the incident of her "death" in the unfinished building in Yokohama five years ago, so she asked.

"Since there are your clones, do you think there will only be me?" 01 sneered, "After me, there will be 02 and 03, and they all want to kill you soon. The person who hijacked you five years ago was 03. It was your parents who stopped you from committing suicide at the last moment. You were a little confused at the time, and you couldn’t remember many things, and the news about Yokohama was unilaterally blocked by them, which created the illusion of your “death.”

"The news from Yokohama... unilaterally blocked me?"

"Because they don't want you to repeat the same mistakes. The mafia or something, continuing to do it is no different from what they were in the mire. Of course this is just my guess."

Banjing Momozu thought for a while, and asked the last question, "What about... 02."

"Dead." 01 said indifferently, "Killed by me, there is only one 'self' in this world." She stood up and looked at Banjing Taoshui, "Next, as long as I kill you, This wish will come true.”

She tilted her head, her smile seemed innocent, but her eyes were as sharp as a blade.

"Kill you, there is only one 'Half Well Taoshui' in this world."

The author has something to say: 01: Hahahahahahaha... Yes, I am Kira, the Kamisama of the new world! !

momo: Dazai, she stole your lines.

Yagami: No, it's my lines!

(PS, Dazai and Yagamitsu are voice actors)

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In order to code this chapter, I broke out my second-year soul

Shame, too shame, 01's lines are second to none [cover your face]

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I swear with my soul, the new article will not engage in those messy suspense and bitterness and hatred, it is a refreshing two-way healing article, I will use my love for my knives to kill you, really, believe me!