At 2 pm, 50F, Baihu Hotel, Changyan District.
On the last night of the scarlet tide, a gas explosion occurred on the highest floor of the Baihu Hotel, but Cangdao did not repair it.
The Qilin Trade Union restored the Baihu Hotel within two months.
The highest floors are still used as a dormitory, comprehensive leisure area and shelter for the union. However, after losing the security minister of the White Tiger and many companions, the place has become quite deserted.
Most members either have their own private residence or perform tasks outside.
Zhuque was wearing a brown coat and beige loose casual pants, wearing a pair of small red high heels, holding four cups of packaged hot milk tea in his hand, standing in a special elevator, about to return to his suite.
bite
The elevator door is open.
Zhuque's eyes sank, and the special elevator opposite opened at the same time. There were two people standing inside. The elevator led to the platform of the underground capsule train. It seemed that the two came from Shilongzhai.
Yan Liang was still wearing a black cotton coat and a crooked mask.
Next to him was a middle-aged man wearing a double-breasted black windbreaker. He was tall and thin, with short black hair combed into a back, a wide forehead, a high nose bridge, a square chin, and a pair of exquisite frameless glasses, giving people a rigorous, calm but stereotyped feeling.
This person is called Bianyan, talented, memory tailor, serial number 44, spiritual department.
His superficial career is a chief physician in brain surgery and he resigned last month.
The talent of Bian Yan can create a mental power field that accurately affects and interferes with the target's short-term memory, causing the other party to experience negative effects such as information loss and logical disorder.
If he is looking at him for too long, he can also accurately change, delete, fiction and reorganize the other person's memories, completely change the life experience of the goal, and even reshape the personality of the goal.
Bian Yan was an elite in the Zhuque group before. Sometimes, he would use memory tailor to cooperate with Zhuque to treat his teammates physical and mental trauma. Before, he helped Jianghu get out of his psychological desperate situation, Bian Yan had a little help.
Now, he is a subordinate of Elder Yanliang.
Elder Suzaku.Bianyan took the initiative to say hello to her boss, with clear pronunciation and low voice and cold.
Zhuque nodded slightly and responded.
The three of them walked out of the elevator at the same time.
Elder Yanliang, what are you doing here?Zhuque's face was not very good-looking.
I'll see you.Yanliang said.
Something is wrong?
I heard she lost her memory.Yanliang said.
Zhuque said: Yes.
I plan to ask Bianjian to help her make some memories and make her a unionist, but her talent is very good, so we will definitely use it in the future.
no!Zhuque guessed that Yan Liang was not kind-hearted.
Elder Suzaku...
Don't try to convince me with your tricks.Zhuque is not polite to Yan Liang:
It is inhumane to do this first, and it is very dangerous to implant large amounts of false memories for a person who has completely lost his memory.
She has no real memory as support. If one day she suddenly recovers her original memory, at the least she will be memory disordered and mentally collapsed, and at the worst she will become a madman.
Yan Liang was silent for two seconds and looked at Bianyan with a sideways: Is that true?
Yes.Bian Yan answered truthfully, the success rate of implanted memory is 60%, and if she recovers her memory, the possibility of madness is 80%.
Bian Yan held down his glasses and further explained: In fact, I am better at improving my memory. By modifying the details of key memories lightly, thereby subtly changing a person's personality and even his views. This is time-consuming, but more secure.Now, I have very little memory and I have no room for play.
Um.Yan Liang thought for a while and asked again: But how likely is it to recover memory.
Bian Yan said: This is metaphysics, it may never be restored, it may be restored in the next second.
I think I can bet.Yanliang said.
no!Zhuque interrupted again: The president has given it to me again, I won’t allow you to do this.
Elder Zhuque, now is the war period...
Therefore, it should be more humane. If you lose the heart of people, you will lose the war sooner or later.Zhuque's tone was firm: You can modify your memories at will today, so can you modify our memories at will tomorrow?
You are changing your concept.Yanliang has a calm attitude: But he is the person in the tail team. If you are kind to the enemy, you are cruel to your own people.
But she is not an enemy, and she has not committed a heinous crime.Zhuque said: Elder Yanliang, leave it to me, I will use my method to let Ke join the union again.
In fact, Suzaku has been doing this.
Half of the members of the Zhuque Group were problematic people, such as the Jiang Fox and the Crow Shark, who were rescued by Zhuque from the spiritual cage and made them companions.
Zhuque's tone was softer: Elder Yanliang, I know you are thinking about the union.But your approach is not only inhumane, but also dangerous. If you suddenly go crazy while performing critical tasks, and you will be dragged into strange areas without distinction, it will be a disaster.
This possibility is very small.Yanliang said.
But not without it.Zhuque refused to give in. If you insist on doing this, I asked for a meeting and vote.
Yan Liang was not convinced by Zhuque. On the contrary, he felt that the person in front of him was still too young.
But he knew very well that if he insisted on doing this, even if he succeeded, it would have a great conflict with Zhuque. This would be a huge hidden danger and variable for the entire Kirin Trade Union to win the war.
Yan Liang nodded slightly: OK, just do it the way you do it, but you have to speed it up.
I try my best.Zhuque said.
Yanliang and Bianyan returned to the elevator.
The elevator door was closed, Zhuque took a deep breath and adjusted his condition.
She carried the packaged milk tea and went straight to Room 5021.
Zhuque knocked on the door, waited for a few seconds, and then rang the doorbell again, but still didn't wait for anyone to open the door.
Zhuque shook his head and sighed, took out his cell phone, and quickly sent a text message.
After more than ten seconds, the door opened.
Behind the door was a boy in his twenties, wearing a big pink sweatshirt and a cartoon-inspired mermaid princess printed on his chest.
He has a small, slim head of light blue hair, pale face as if it was malnourished, his eye sockets were deep, his eyeballs were big and black, but his eyes were a little dull, and he always stared at the lower level.
From the perspective of Suzaku, he kept staring at her chest.
On the last night of the scarlet tide, a gas explosion occurred on the highest floor of the Baihu Hotel, but Cangdao did not repair it.
The Qilin Trade Union restored the Baihu Hotel within two months.
The highest floors are still used as a dormitory, comprehensive leisure area and shelter for the union. However, after losing the security minister of the White Tiger and many companions, the place has become quite deserted.
Most members either have their own private residence or perform tasks outside.
Zhuque was wearing a brown coat and beige loose casual pants, wearing a pair of small red high heels, holding four cups of packaged hot milk tea in his hand, standing in a special elevator, about to return to his suite.
bite
The elevator door is open.
Zhuque's eyes sank, and the special elevator opposite opened at the same time. There were two people standing inside. The elevator led to the platform of the underground capsule train. It seemed that the two came from Shilongzhai.
Yan Liang was still wearing a black cotton coat and a crooked mask.
Next to him was a middle-aged man wearing a double-breasted black windbreaker. He was tall and thin, with short black hair combed into a back, a wide forehead, a high nose bridge, a square chin, and a pair of exquisite frameless glasses, giving people a rigorous, calm but stereotyped feeling.
This person is called Bianyan, talented, memory tailor, serial number 44, spiritual department.
His superficial career is a chief physician in brain surgery and he resigned last month.
The talent of Bian Yan can create a mental power field that accurately affects and interferes with the target's short-term memory, causing the other party to experience negative effects such as information loss and logical disorder.
If he is looking at him for too long, he can also accurately change, delete, fiction and reorganize the other person's memories, completely change the life experience of the goal, and even reshape the personality of the goal.
Bian Yan was an elite in the Zhuque group before. Sometimes, he would use memory tailor to cooperate with Zhuque to treat his teammates physical and mental trauma. Before, he helped Jianghu get out of his psychological desperate situation, Bian Yan had a little help.
Now, he is a subordinate of Elder Yanliang.
Elder Suzaku.Bianyan took the initiative to say hello to her boss, with clear pronunciation and low voice and cold.
Zhuque nodded slightly and responded.
The three of them walked out of the elevator at the same time.
Elder Yanliang, what are you doing here?Zhuque's face was not very good-looking.
I'll see you.Yanliang said.
Something is wrong?
I heard she lost her memory.Yanliang said.
Zhuque said: Yes.
I plan to ask Bianjian to help her make some memories and make her a unionist, but her talent is very good, so we will definitely use it in the future.
no!Zhuque guessed that Yan Liang was not kind-hearted.
Elder Suzaku...
Don't try to convince me with your tricks.Zhuque is not polite to Yan Liang:
It is inhumane to do this first, and it is very dangerous to implant large amounts of false memories for a person who has completely lost his memory.
She has no real memory as support. If one day she suddenly recovers her original memory, at the least she will be memory disordered and mentally collapsed, and at the worst she will become a madman.
Yan Liang was silent for two seconds and looked at Bianyan with a sideways: Is that true?
Yes.Bian Yan answered truthfully, the success rate of implanted memory is 60%, and if she recovers her memory, the possibility of madness is 80%.
Bian Yan held down his glasses and further explained: In fact, I am better at improving my memory. By modifying the details of key memories lightly, thereby subtly changing a person's personality and even his views. This is time-consuming, but more secure.Now, I have very little memory and I have no room for play.
Um.Yan Liang thought for a while and asked again: But how likely is it to recover memory.
Bian Yan said: This is metaphysics, it may never be restored, it may be restored in the next second.
I think I can bet.Yanliang said.
no!Zhuque interrupted again: The president has given it to me again, I won’t allow you to do this.
Elder Zhuque, now is the war period...
Therefore, it should be more humane. If you lose the heart of people, you will lose the war sooner or later.Zhuque's tone was firm: You can modify your memories at will today, so can you modify our memories at will tomorrow?
You are changing your concept.Yanliang has a calm attitude: But he is the person in the tail team. If you are kind to the enemy, you are cruel to your own people.
But she is not an enemy, and she has not committed a heinous crime.Zhuque said: Elder Yanliang, leave it to me, I will use my method to let Ke join the union again.
In fact, Suzaku has been doing this.
Half of the members of the Zhuque Group were problematic people, such as the Jiang Fox and the Crow Shark, who were rescued by Zhuque from the spiritual cage and made them companions.
Zhuque's tone was softer: Elder Yanliang, I know you are thinking about the union.But your approach is not only inhumane, but also dangerous. If you suddenly go crazy while performing critical tasks, and you will be dragged into strange areas without distinction, it will be a disaster.
This possibility is very small.Yanliang said.
But not without it.Zhuque refused to give in. If you insist on doing this, I asked for a meeting and vote.
Yan Liang was not convinced by Zhuque. On the contrary, he felt that the person in front of him was still too young.
But he knew very well that if he insisted on doing this, even if he succeeded, it would have a great conflict with Zhuque. This would be a huge hidden danger and variable for the entire Kirin Trade Union to win the war.
Yan Liang nodded slightly: OK, just do it the way you do it, but you have to speed it up.
I try my best.Zhuque said.
Yanliang and Bianyan returned to the elevator.
The elevator door was closed, Zhuque took a deep breath and adjusted his condition.
She carried the packaged milk tea and went straight to Room 5021.
Zhuque knocked on the door, waited for a few seconds, and then rang the doorbell again, but still didn't wait for anyone to open the door.
Zhuque shook his head and sighed, took out his cell phone, and quickly sent a text message.
After more than ten seconds, the door opened.
Behind the door was a boy in his twenties, wearing a big pink sweatshirt and a cartoon-inspired mermaid princess printed on his chest.
He has a small, slim head of light blue hair, pale face as if it was malnourished, his eye sockets were deep, his eyeballs were big and black, but his eyes were a little dull, and he always stared at the lower level.
From the perspective of Suzaku, he kept staring at her chest.
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