[Tutorial] When the strategy is in progress

Hua put his hands in his pockets and looked coldly at the woman opposite, "Aren't you going to get lost?"

The woman endured the pain and took out the ring and the box from her pocket, "You don't..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a red afterimage quickly passed by, and then Mi saw the woman who was standing there was slammed into the shop behind by some force, and the box fell to the ground with a 'boom' sound.

--So fast……

Hua straightened her long hair, then turned around to face her, her expression was still indifferent, as if nothing could stir her up, she called her name "Mi"

Mi moved her lips to respond, but finally found that she couldn't make a sound and nodded slightly.

"If you don't want to accept it, then refuse it, no matter who that person is." Hua stepped towards her, with some kind of expectation in her eyes, "Softness of heart will only kill you. If you don't want to, you must refuse firmly." , if the other party comes hard..." Hua narrowed her eyes, with a dangerous light in her eyes, she looked at Mi, her tone was calm but it was easy for people to hear the seriousness in it, "then kill him"

--he?

In Japanese, it is easy to distinguish the masculine he from the female she, so Mi can tell right away that what Hana said is not the woman who just wanted to take her away.But who is he?

Hua looked over with undeniable pressure, and Mi nodded hesitantly.

"Okay, it's time to go back." She reached out to take the bag in Mi's hand, and walked ahead first, Mi lowered her head and slowly followed, "Where did the money go just now?"

Changing from the previous coldness, Hua's voice sounded a little pleasant, but the elongated tone was slightly cold, "Treat with it..." She paused for a while, as if she didn't know how to describe it, and finally said, "Lovely ants"

She stopped and waited for Mi to walk side by side with her, then smiled at Mi with trembling flowers.

The apartment building is not far from the commercial street, so they returned to the apartment very quickly. Hua didn't stay for long. After returning to the apartment, she hurriedly made a phone call and left.

Mi sat on the sofa cautiously, even if she knew the owner of this apartment was not there, she didn't dare to move around randomly, but this mood didn't last long, she looked around the apartment's messy decorations from various countries, and finally Can't help but look at other things in the apartment.

A curtain covering the entire wall was hung at the back of the living room, facing the sofa and TV. Mi thought it was a curtain at first, but looking at the structure of the room, there should be a space of tens of square meters behind it.

--What could it be?

Mi looked curiously for a long time before stretching out his hand to the cloth, suppressing the excitement that had grown in curiosity, breathing lightly and lifting the heavy curtain.

--what?

Mi blinked her eyes for some confusion, so she looked at the contents suspiciously and curiously. There was a drum kit, a bass standing on the wall, and a dusty electronic organ. The microphone on the stand, many things are scattered, as if the owner has just left and will be back soon, but everything is covered with more or less dust, as if they will never return to their owner.

——Speaking of which, Hua once said that everyone is the person who lives here with Hua?Or a friend of flowers?

Mi glanced at the small space that seemed to be isolated from the living room, even the floor was covered with fine dust, he hesitated but did not step in.

"Four people?" Mi said, looking at the three musical instruments and a microphone on display.

Then she closed the curtain.

She sat back on the white sofa, and the soft feeling made her unable to bear the whole person leaning on it, curled up on the sofa without any image, she raised her head and glanced at the top of the living room, it felt very inconsistent with the ancient style of the living room He hung the clock, then looked away and inadvertently saw a cylinder covered with a thick cloth standing beside the bed.

——The clone?

Mi tiptoed lightly on the ground, and looked up at the computer on the side. There were many questions in her head that she hadn't clarified yet, but she felt that it was unnecessary to clarify.

— After all, she will leave sooner or later.

Mi Suo's moving toes paused, she raised her head in confusion, and saw her own shadow on the black TV, she tilted her head, and the shadow inside also tilted her head.

——When did you trust Hana so much?

Mi frowned and took out the ring tied by the red string from the neckline. The silver ring still looked the same, which made her inexplicably fond of it, and she let it go as if she had touched something dirty. hand, frowning again and looked at the apartment.

—Speaking of which, there are no photos here...

Generally, living places should have photos or something, but this place, except for decorations and some scattered daily necessities, has nothing to record the past.

——somewhat strange...

Mi stood up, the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows had already revealed an orange color, the transition color between the dark and fiery red was muddy and indistinct, and the light in the room was also slightly dimmer. Mi looked at the room again, from the red Chinese knot in the middle of the living room To the sketchbook behind the door, from the curtain she drew back to the cylinder in the corner.

——Replica body? ...a replica of what?

The seeds of doubt buried in the bottom of my heart broke out in an instant, and Mi looked straight at the covered cylinder.

——Hua put this thing here, it seems that she is not worried about being seen by her...

——She didn't want me to see it, but she didn't stop her...

——Then may I think that this thing...

Mi stepped forward slowly, looking vigilant and careful, as if there was a terrifying monster hidden behind the cloth, and it would devour her as soon as she opened it.

She reached out and touched the gray cloth, it was rough to the touch, very bad material.

She pulled gently, and the whole cloth moved towards her, and she could see the black bottom made of unknown material from the edge of the gray cloth.

She continued to pull down a section, about ten centimeters above the black bottom, was a white, transparent cylinder surrounded by things like glass.

Looking at the cylinder much taller than her, Mi felt inexplicably uneasy, mixed with curiosity and suspicion, and tangled into a mess at the bottom of her heart.

——Don't look at it, that's it! Don't look at it!

--what is that?Always feel very concerned!

Two kinds of thoughts were zigzagging in her mind, making her hands tremble slightly.

Mi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then took a step back while grabbing the cloth, fixed his stubborn eyes on the thing covered by the gray cloth, and then pulled down the whole gray cloth with all his strength.

Although floating in the water, the skirt and long black hair are in a still state, and the eyebrows and eyes are so delicate that they seem to be able to speak, flowing with a wonderful style, and the black and muddy eyes can be vaguely glimpsed in the slightly opened eyes, which are clearly a pair of eyes. She looks lifeless, but she is still magnificent.

This is……

After a moment of amazement and obsession, Mi couldn't help taking a few steps back. The woman's slightly open but lifeless eyes seemed to put a lot of pressure on her. She was shocked and frightened and took a few steps back, and finally tripped on the ground. on the sofa.

"Ten years later... the me...?" The man's eyebrows and eyes looked like her appearance after growing up, Mi clenched his fists to try to calm himself down.

There is no light in the room, and the light in the room comes from the sun that is about to disappear on the horizon. The orange light has no heat, and it is as calm and soft as a mother's hand. The orange light reflects on the person's body, giving her nothing. The angry face added a bit of tranquility and movingness, and the quiet taste was quite unearthly.

Mi leaned on the sofa and sat up from the sofa, watching with apprehension that the man retreated to the door and turned on the light in the room. Together with the bright light, Mi discovered the transparent and compact oxygen inhaler that the man was wearing.

——Still... still alive?

Mi watched from the spot, but didn't dare to go forward, the man's slightly opened eyes filled with lifelessness made her pay too much attention.

——Obviously a dead look.

He looked away in a hurry, but inadvertently saw the words 008 written on the black bottom, which was full of inhuman feeling like a machine.

It was only then that Mi remembered in a panic that that person was just a copy, a copy without a soul.

Is that why it looks like this?

With lingering fear in his heart, Mi glanced at the man's dark eyes again.

——But why make a copy of her?

Mi thought about what Hana had told her, hesitated for a while, and then slowly approached.

——Because of ability?

No matter how you think about it, this is the biggest reason. Hua Zeng said that Bai Lan was afraid of her ability, and she was taken to check whether she had this ability at the beginning.Mi approached the tall petri dish, and looked up at the man's pale and fragile skin that seemed to break easily.

"Are you also sent here because you don't have that ability?" Mi didn't know where the boldness came from, she pulled a chair and stood up, standing on the chair was even stronger than her in the petri dish Higher, Mi stretched out her hand as if wanting to touch her face, but was blocked by the glass cover of the petri dish.

Mi's hand stroked the glass carefully, as if stroking the cheek of the person inside, the inexplicable pity welling up in her heart even she couldn't control, "Before you, there are seven more, right?"

"It feels really strange. Although you have the same face and maybe the same blood as the future me, you are not the future me." Mi put down her hands and stared at the man's curled eyelashes "because of this ability And you who were born, but you were abandoned in the end, you can always feel very guilty."

Mi held the glass cover with both hands and stuck his forehead on it, "You have life now, but you lack a soul, and I, who let it give birth to you like this... I'm sorry"