I'm Really Not Faye

Chapter 12 The Man in the Mirror

Afterwards, after Lin Qi and Wang Ruoling had an in-depth exchange on the working principle of the brain, they finally confirmed that their little partner is really in stock, and it is definitely not for the graduate student to help in order to establish a reputation for academic dominance. Published works.

As the night darkened, Lynch washed a few faces, resisted the sleepiness, and went to bed after reading several academic papers on “Microprocessor Construction” and “Human Brain Realm” on CNKI.

As a layman, his method of retrieving excellent monographs is also very simple. Just look through the frequently cited papers and works in Realm and check their citation lists. Basically, the most frequently appearing works are the famous works of the industry’s “high-tech”.

Even if he couldn’t finish it, he copied it directly in the memory palace, and he turned it out to study when he had time.

The sudden return of Master Mofeng during the day, and the close protection of the hotel where he stayed at night, all told him one thing.

The Luo and his wife, who dominated the entire “Yangcheng”, had no plans to wait for him to enroll in the Central Academy of Magic, and then slowly start to follow suit.

To kill Lynch, for these superior mages, the only thing that needs to be considered is whether they can withstand the “price” from the official punishment of the Association.

The “Mage Protection Act” gave the other party a clear legal basis for killing Lynch.

But Lynch got the status of “Mage Apprentice” from Mo Feng. This law, which can govern the mage, has become his legal “gold medal for avoiding death.”

However, no matter how talented a mage apprentice is, he is still an apprentice. After all, his face value is not as good as that of a mage.

Even if the following association punishes the other party and gives an explanation to the miserable apprentices of the rabbit and fox, it will not be possible to pay for their lives.

Once the Lowes are willing to go all out and have the courage to sit in prison, Lynch’s life is still hanging by a thread.

This is why Mo Feng needs to protect him during this vacuum period.

As long as he enters the academy, then the opponent will use the “forced killing method” to slap the academy in disguise, and it will have to face even greater pressure, and at the same time it will have to cross the academy’s defenses.

Yes, the only thing Lynch can do is to increase the difficulty of the opponent’s own killing.

The identity of the “mage apprentice” is the first line of defense.

The “S-level standard” treatment is the second line of defense.

The “hidden faction” asylum is the third line of defense.

The caretaker of the “Magic Academy” is the fourth line of defense.

But the protection of these powers, after all, puts own life on the “sense of responsibility” of others.

Only the money in your pocket is what you really control.

So Lin Qicai has to work hard to study the new use of “Memory Palace”!

He basically confirmed that he did not die after being attacked by the “Phantom Killer”, and it must have something to do with the special materials of the Memory Palace.

In the end, with a precautionary attitude, Lynch could hardly resist the call of deep sleepiness, slowly leaning on the comfortable bedding, and falling asleep slowly.

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Breathing is gentle, snoring is low.

Suddenly, the feeling of weightlessness in a dream made Lynch wake up suddenly.

His head was extremely dizzy, like waking up from a hangover, his consciousness wandering, his whole body organs hadn’t been matched in sync, and he woke up together.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows covered by light gauze, a gray sky was very different from the scorching sun of yesterday.

But Lynch is not surprised. The subtropical monsoon climate is already hot and humid, and the weather in June in the south will change if it changes.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the wall clock was already ten o’clock.

“Mage Mofeng?” Lynch tried to shout, his voice became very hoarse, he suspected that he had gone to drink while sleepwalking in the middle of the night.

There was no response from the suite next door, it seemed that he had gone out.

Since he was lonely and widowed, he didn’t need to pay too much attention. Lynch touched the bed, pulled off the sheets, stomped barefoot on the carpet, and put on the slippers.

Only for a moment, he felt a little weird, but didn’t pay much attention, and went straight to the washing room, ready to brush his teeth and wash his face.

I don’t know if it is not enough backlash, he always feels that the room is a little uncoordinated.

“Huh.” With a sound, the faucet turned on, and the warm water rushed down to meet each other.

Lynch’s brain is still squishy, ​​and everything around him has a sense of illusion, as if it will be ghosted.

Sure enough, staying up late to destroy the body, I still have to go to bed early tomorrow.

Lynch reviewed the habit of never correcting, brushing his teeth, washing his face, shaving, and squatting, repeating the process mechanized.

Just as he was squatting in the pit with a blank face, suddenly the toilet light flashed.

There will be voltage instability in the hotel of the Presidential Suite?

Lin Qi was surprised, but he pulled up his pants without thinking about it, walked back to the French window in the living room, huffed and pulled open the gauze curtains on the surface, trying to let the sunlight in and make him sober.

Immediately, the street scene of the entire CBD area of ​​the city came into view, and the fog was filled, as if there was an extra layer of BBC typical underworld tones.

The sky was horribly gray, huge dark clouds accumulated in the high altitude, and the darkness was all over, foreshadowing the coming of a heavy rainstorm.

Does he have to communicate with Mo Feng to see if he needs to leave early?

After a nauseating hiccup, Lynch touched his stomach, but he didn’t feel the fasting feeling of sleeping all night.

I missed the hotel’s buffet breakfast, and I could only order the hotel to deliver it if I wanted to eat it.

Lynch walked to the service phone by the bedside and picked up the call reception directly.

“Dududu…”

There was a busy tone, and there was no answer.

As an engineering male, Lynch clearly knows that the telephone line itself can provide telephone signals with a weak power supply.

There are only two possibilities for phone damage and line failure, neither of which can be solved by him.

He took out his cell phone again and was about to dial the service number marked on the landline, but found that the cell phone had a black screen!

He watched the phone fall asleep last night, and the whole process of turning on the screen naturally ran out of power.

Lynch patted his head irritably. These days, leaving the phone for more than a few minutes would make people feel anxious.

His eyes fell on the socket, and the fast charge on it had disappeared.

Something is wrong.

Lynch dashed forward, grabbing the doorknob and unscrewing forcefully, but suddenly realized that he could turn infinitely?

It shows that the door handle and the lock cylinder have been tripped, and he can even hear the “click” of the iron plate.

Looking at the structure of the door lock again, it is not something ordinary people can use brute force to destroy.

Don’t worry.

Lin Qi took a deep breath and gave up the idea of ​​patting the door and crying for help. He remembered that there were no other customers on this floor, and they asked not to disturb.

Looking back at the “smoke sensor” on the ceiling, he was not nervous, took out the white shirt he had just bought, then walked to the toilet and rearranged his clothes.

Even if you die, you have to die in a more handsome posture.

Of course, he was essentially looking for a hair dryer, and using it to blow on the pillowcase for a few minutes would cause a fire, and then use the smoke to let the hotel know.

Just after Lynch finished the whole set, he looked at his still handsome face in the mirror.

suddenly.

“Linqi” in the mirror smiled like a puppet, and the arc of the smile at the corner of his mouth stretched wider and wider, tearing apart as if caught by a fish hook.

And Lynch outside the mirror, looking at this horrible scene, still stared at himself in the mirror.

“Linqi” in the mirror kept a weird smile and wrote on the mirror with blood-stained fingers.

“You killed my child, let you pay for it today.”