[Comprehensive] Today is also proving to Sherlock that I am a traveler

After saying this word, Christa's expression became a little lighter visible to the naked eye.

"Do you want to continue listening?"

Having said that, Sherlock already had enough to know, but he still nodded.

She needs to get this out.

What's more, what Christa told him is still different from what he speculated.

"This organization is called May, and the purpose of its existence at the beginning was to 'create gods'. For hundreds of years, they tried various methods to complete this idea."

"The dumbest goldfish would believe this stuff."

"But they succeeded, at least infinitely close to success. They used technological means to try to create a god and passed various experiments." Christa sighed softly, "Jiang Fanlan voluntarily participated in the final In the crucial experiment, he was a lunatic who pursued immortality and mysterious power. He succeeded. They called him 'the first generation of gods'. He was the beginning of the 'god-making' project."

"But he is not perfect. Through experiments, Jiang Fanlan obtained physical strength beyond ordinary people and an appearance of aging delay, which allowed him to gain higher authority in the organization, but that was not enough. The ultimate goal he pursued was not achieved. So they tried to create a more perfect 'god'."

"That's my mother. They call her the 'second-generation god'. She is not a child born of normal male and female intercourse, but a product of experiments. She is more perfect than Jiang Fanlan. They gave her a name, Maius .”

When Christa said this word, she couldn't help but look at Sherlock, and the detective's expression remained unchanged.

This is the best thing for Krista.

"The appearance of my mother has shaken Jiang Fanlan's status. They think that the god is the only one, and they think that the goddess is more holy. Only my mother is the real 'god', and Jiang Fanlan is just a fake. So in order to protect him He sent my mother away, using the ghost reason of 'the gods need to go through all kinds of sufferings in the world to return to their position'." She smiled a little when she said this, very lightly mocking. "Jiang Fanlan longs for my mother's strength, but also fears that she will threaten him."

"After many years, after Jiang Fanlan's status stabilized, he proposed 'Welcome God'. He longed for my mother's power, and needed my mother, the so-called symbol of God, to stabilize his position. It happened that my mother had left the organization for many years And it was deliberately raised to be innocent, so that it would not threaten him."

"So he cheated on her, a man to a woman."

"And Jiang Fanlan gradually discovered that my mother's power is still not perfect. While she possesses power that is difficult for others to touch, she will inevitably decline."

"I was created for this situation."

Christa pursed her lips, reluctantly uttering that long-lost title.

"The third generation of gods, the second generation of maius."

Once the ostensibly supreme mascot of the entire "May" organization, it was only a bluff.She was just Jiang Fanlan's puppet, an object observed and studied by the lunatics in the laboratory.

"You used 'creation' when you described yourself just now?" Sherlock raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Yes." Christa doesn't like to mention her life experience, "Although I have my mother's and Jiang Fanlan's genes in me, I can't be counted as their child. I'm just a product of an experiment, borrowed from my mother's The womb is just born."

"That's nothing. It's different from other people's birth methods. They are all viviparous." Sherlock said lightly, even though they all knew that was not the case.

So there was a slight smile on Krista's lips, "I'm glad you can say that, but that's all I can tell my story, what else do you want to know?"

Recalling those things was too painful, and she didn't want to think about it.

"Jiang Qile." Sherlock finally asked the name that had been entangled with him for a long time, the woman who was hiding behind the scenes and carefully protecting Christa, who had long since died.

"Qile is a child brought back by my mother. It happened when I was very young. Jiang Fanlan seemed to want to perform a séance ceremony on me. Organizations like this always have many strange and long-standing ceremonies. The purpose is to invite the gods to come down to protect believers. It is a ritual that has killed many people, so my mother took me to flee overnight. We hid for two months, hiding in the darkest corner of the city, and then we met Jiang Qile."

"Jiang Qile is the name my mother gave her. Jiang is not Jiang Fanlan's surname, but my mother's. My surname is also from my mother." She emphasized this point.

"She has a Chinese name called Jiang Mu. Admired Mu."

It's unknown how she gave herself such a name with affection, but even though she was so affectionate, it was a mistake to pay later.

Jiang Qile and her mother were the few bright colors in her past. When Krista talked about them, she couldn't help but talk about them in more detail. It seemed that she could remember them more firmly in this way.

"Jiang Qile's living environment has cultivated her vicious and cold nature. She is not a good person, but to me, there is no one better than her. My mother touched her, like my mother It is very easy to impress a person."

"When Jiang Fanlan found her, Jiang Qile was with us. Mother didn't want her to be with us." If Jiang Qile was still struggling in the world, then they had already sunk into hell. "It was Qi Le who offered to stay."

"There was nothing to talk about after that." When she said this, there was a tired look in her eyes.Sherlock knows things aren't so flimsy, but he knows that's all Krista can be honest about.

"My mother is inevitably going to die, and I am a lamb on the test bench. Jiang Qile won a place under Jiang Fanlan by virtue of her means far surpassing her peers. Then one day, she cooperated with others to overthrow Jiang Fanlan."

"But it doesn't change anything. Jiang Fanlan died, and there are countless crazy believers. Qile was very painful at that time. Not only did she have to face the new division of power, she also had to organize the counterattack of Jiang Fanlan's remnant party. In the end And protect me, who is useless."

"At that time, the experiment had a new process, and they decided to send me back to the experiment platform. In order to avoid Jiang Qile's objection, they killed her."

"Then I died in that experiment, and when I woke up again, I became Jiang Yuebai."

Those irreparable regrets and pains, ashes-like despair and powerless anger are all hidden in a few words, hidden in time.

No one can understand except themselves.

"But speaking of this, I haven't figured out how I became Jiang Yuebai yet." Krista frowned, "I became Jiang Yuebai because of that car accident, but the time of the car accident happened differently from the time when I got on the test bench A year. The time of the year..."

"You don't have the same idea as Taroy, do you? You can't die on the test bench." Sherlock thought that Christa would not be so stupid, but since she even wanted to travel through time and space came out, so she couldn't tell if she would think so.

Christa didn't answer Sherlock's question directly, she looked a bit dignified, "Jiang Yuebai's broken memory fragments have appeared in my mind, we can ignore this for the time being, with their means, implanting memories is also It's not impossible."

"But Sherlock, I was eighteen when I got on the test bench, I was absolutely sure. And when I woke up as Jiang Yuebai, she was only 12 years old."

"If your memory has problems, then the problem may not only be related to Jiang Yuebai."

"I can distinguish between lies and reality. It may be easy for a plausible lie to deceive me, but with such a detailed and long memory, if it is a lie, it is impossible that there are no logical loopholes." She lowered her eyes and spoke sharply. "Although I don't know what's going on, it can't be as simple as a memory problem."

"Forget it." She rubbed her eyes as she said, a little sore from the tears in her pupils, "I'm going to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

She struggled out of Sherlock's arms, pulled the covers over and lay down.

"Didn't you forget something?" The detective leaned over her and put his hands on top of her.

"what?"

"Goodnight kiss."

"go away!"

Gritting her teeth, she pulled the quilt over her head, not looking at Sherlock.

Sherlock stared at the strand of her hair that exposed the quilt, his eyes darkened, and she seemed to have forgotten that this was not her room.

It's really a good thing to make her a little confused.