Because I'm a coward, I maxed out my san value

At that time, a small suitcase was sent with more than 200,000 yuan in cash, which was indeed signed for. This has also been confirmed by the secondary personality. So if it is a problem with memory, then the secondary personality and the main personality should be modified at the same time, which is not very likely.

At that time, the photo of his family was distorted by a special force in front of Si Youxu. Ye Tingbai once thought that the cause of all this was Yi Mo, and some people used his hometown as a bargaining chip for trading.

But with a deeper investigation, Ye Tingbai was left with only fear. Whenever Ye Tingbai was about to approach a clue, it would be violently distorted and modified like the family photo, and he didn't even care whether it was reasonable.

This is inconsistent with Yi Mo's research records over the years. Most of Yi Mo's transactions are done in one step. Even if Yi Mo's ability is insufficient and the transaction is only half completed, there will be no subsequent improvement. Yi Mo does not have after-sales service.

But Ye Tingbai's situation is completely different. This power has been following Ye Tingbai. It keeps preventing Ye Tingbai from proving the existence of this village. This shows that it is not so powerful. It has not completely erased the existence of this village. There are many clues.

And these clues are not difficult to find, which obviously excludes the possibility that it is the work of the secondary personality. For example, the simplest one is that the record of the package he sent money at the beginning can be found.

But a few seconds after finding this clue, it will be distorted and disappear. He believes that if the secondary personality has this ability, it is impossible for Ye Tingbai to find these with his brain.

So Ye Tingbai has always believed that the power that caused all this and has been lingering around him has no wisdom, but is just instinctively blocking all records about there.

This power can't be resisted by Si Youxu. Now everything he does is in vain, so the priority of investigating this matter has been infinitely reduced by Ye Tingbai.

But now, right in front of him, the bishop of the Red Dress Church, a very important person, was ready to exchange his life for his, and gave him a piece of equipment. This made him wonder if all this was a trap, a trap that had been set against him for a long time.

He had been reaping but never paying, just afraid that he could not afford the price that would suddenly appear one day.

Su Mi waved his hand and let him leave this world. Ye Tingbai returned to the tent and immediately switched his personality. Now the main personality still could not appear in the real world.

Ye Tingbai still held the black eyeball with bloodshot in his hand, and Su Mi in front of him was constantly turning into sand. Her flesh was turning into grains of sand and falling to the ground.

Su Mi used her last life to put her hands together and kneeled on the ground. She could not complete the whole set of movements and turned into a pile of sand. The red dress lost its support and fell on the sand pile, which was quite like a grave.

At the unknown headquarters of the foundation somewhere in the world, the elderly Guang Ri sat in front of his desk, on which were all kinds of detailed information about Ye Tingbai. Next to him stood a middle-aged man, about 30 years old, with his head bowed and nodded.

Guang Ri frowned as he read through the information and asked the man next to him.

"The information has obviously been modified. The arms dealer's copy was modified later, and the orphan's copy was also different. Do our internal backup data overlap with the Tiangong database?"

"Completely consistent."

Guang Ri shook his head.

"This is even more impossible. The Tiangong database is updated in real time, and our backup database is updated every ten years. How can they be exactly the same?"

The man was shocked and immediately asked, "Do you mean that our database has also been tampered with?"

"It can't be man-made. If the backup data wants to be modified manually, it must be ordered by one of the twelve councilors, and I can't find this record, unless more than half of the councilors choose to delete the record, which is unrealistic."

The man asked in a low voice.

"So what do you mean?"

Guang Ri threw the information on the table, his expression was uncertain. Now he was half disabled and sat in a wheelchair. The smell of decay was very strong, but even so, the man standing next to Guang Ri felt uncomfortable, and his back was wet.

"Check, check the time when the information was modified, start the 332 research plan, reshape his personal experience, and see when the problem appeared."

Although he was very scared, the man still asked.

"Is it too expensive to start 332 just for one person?"

"Ignorance, can this still be called a human being? The high-level pollutant volunteered to be contained for him, and said the divine language in person, but his body did not decay. Tell me, can this still be considered a human being?"

After being scolded by Guang Ri, the man almost couldn't stand steadily, and hurriedly nodded. Guang Ri was also annoyed when he saw him like this, so he waved his hand and let him leave.

Before the man left, Guang Ri suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, tell the task force not to bother him anymore. The same goes for the high-level pollutant research project. Just go through the motions. Sending some insignificant people to research will most likely lead to their deaths. Do you really think you can find anything out of her?"

"Yes, I'll go and notify them right away."

Guang Ri looked down at his legs, which had long lost their ability to move. He hammered on them helplessly, accidentally shaking off the blanket draped over them. It was a gray, withered limb that had completely shriveled.

He sighed and said leisurely.

"There are always people who don't know how to live or die."

Ye Tingbai, who had just come out of Xie Cai's tent, saw Xie Cai standing at the door with his hands behind his back. He turned around excitedly and saw the pile of sand covered with red robes on the ground through the gap in the curtain. His eyes seemed to be a little moist.

Secondary personality: "What's going on?"

Xie Cai's back seemed to bend more, and his eyes never left the small tent. He just told Ye Tingbai to go back first. Ye Tingbai, who was originally the focus of everyone, suddenly became idle. Everyone had their own things to do.

Because of Tan Tong's death, three teams of investigators came to this isolation circle, and the most critical question came at the end. Did Ye Tingbai have blood plague? This was the key. If Ye Tingbai really had blood plague, then Tan Tong's death might be troublesome.

If Ye Tingbai did not have blood plague, and Tan Tong brought his personal emotions into work, then he would have died in vain, and no one would stand up for him.

The people in the World Government are not fools. It is impossible to let Ye Tingbai wear equipment when he is examined. It is easy to find out that he has blood plague, so now Ye Tingbai is faced with a choice.

Should he use this eyeball?

Su Mi said that this eyeball is a thing that suppresses her pollution and makes her look like a normal person, and this thing is completely opposite to machinery. As a cardinal, Su Mi has been in contact with the abyss of the deep sea for many years, thus achieving a certain balance. This eyeball has been in her body for sixty or seventy years without any problems.

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