Has Mr. Zhongya changed back today?

She had a dream.

A long, silent dream filled with fire and smoke.

"It's only a little bit close, just keep going! Why do those stubborn old people in the family give up at this time!"

The middle-aged man in a silver-gray suit punched the console angrily.

This is a laboratory somewhere in the mountains.The man's name is Koyoshi Nishino, a member of the Nishino family, one of the largest conglomerates in Japan.

After the defeat, the influence of the Nishino family in the high-level government was greatly reduced. Although they can barely control some seats in the cabinet and Congress, if they are allowed to continue like this, once the power is lost, it will be the end of the family.Nishinoya is in dire need of reform.

The "Pandora Project" was one of the family's wartime investments, and it was obviously about to succeed!Just give up because of boring "humanitarianism"?What a joke!That being the case, wouldn't it be good not to carry out this kind of experiment in the first place?

The number of experimental subjects who died on the test bench is unknown, and it is hypocrisy for the Japanese government to say these words boldly at this time.

The old man agreed to close the laboratory, but he was too confused.

Koyoshi Nishino has only one purpose, to revive the Nishino family.

He looked at her, came staggeringly, knelt in front of her on one knee, his bloodshot eyes were full of madness, he held her shoulder tightly, with such strength that he seemed to crush her bones: "little Mizuho is also a member of the family, so you must understand me, right? Uncle just wants the family to return to the way it used to be, to regain its former glory. The plan is about to succeed... The experiment is almost finished, so I can't do it here. Time to give up."

"Good boy, don't be afraid. The old man has always loved you." He reached out and touched her head, and said gently, "I'll pretend to kidnap you, and Xiao Ruisui will play a scene with me, okay?"

The result of the plan is a secret medicine that can transform ordinary people into supernatural beings.I don't know how many people flock to it?Only it, only it can change the current decline of the Nishino family.

"Mr. Nishino," a researcher in a white coat knocked on the door, "everything is ready, just need to open the password of the safe. The last batch of undestroyed medicines and materials developed during the war are inside."

"Oh, I understand."

Koryo Nishino came back to his senses suddenly, he left her in the laboratory, went out with the researcher, and said in a low voice, "Only my father knows the password, Mizuho is in my hands, don't worry, he won't be willing to let his granddaughter suffer accidents. "

She looked at him quietly, and those people...researchers in white clothes with the smell of disinfectant on their bodies.

The world becomes black and white.

In the faded colors, she saw different color blocks in a trance, mostly gray, light or dark, forming a human-like posture.

Mizuho Nishino has a secret that he doesn't tell anyone.She seems to be able to see the color of the soul.

……

The reason for the body swap?

"Isn't it a supernatural ability?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked strange.

"Mizuho Nishino, A-level dangerous supernatural beings are on the monitoring list of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and they are among the best. Supernatural powers are not just as simple as reading memories." Osamu Dazai said lightly, "If it wasn't for the power of the Nishino Consortium to protect her, In addition, except when she was suspected of being out of control when she was kidnapped six years ago, her supernatural performance has always been stable. Mizuho Nishino’s name can be listed on the secret execution list of the Ministry of Internal Affairs three times a month.”

"That's where things get interesting."

When Osamu Dazai finds it "interesting", it's never a good thing.

Sure enough, the black-haired young man with a joking smile said casually: "What happened six years ago... No one survived the institute, and the only witness lost his memory. Not only he is curious, but I also want to know Woolen cloth."

he?

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help frowning, he already realized that this was a trap, even if he was reluctant, after all, he had partnered with this guy for a long time, and the "nails" planted in advance in the cafe had already acted.It's just that at this moment he thought that the other party was coming for him, and eliminating a Mafia cadre was the fastest way to deal a heavy blow to the organization, so he didn't show any emotion on his face.

"It's almost time, let's stop here for the gossip." Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets and got up from his seat with his eyes downcast. The "guests" formed a circle like walking corpses, with bright "gems" hanging around their necks.The bright colors are like injecting blood into the clear glass ball.

"By the way, Chuya, we have known each other for a long time, let me remind you kindly." Dazai Osamu put on a slightly malicious smile, and said nonchalantly, "The phenomenon that happened to you is different from that of Miss Nishino's." Could it be related to losing control? She came into contact with the real Pandora gem? You brought it back. Even if I help you change you back, as long as her ability continues to go out of control, you will still have an 'exchange' Risk. The easiest way... When she is on the verge of death, her survival instinct will bring her back, and Chuya should be able to kill her in a very Mafia style, so as to avoid future troubles."

"Dazai! What did you do?" Nakahara Chuya suddenly stepped forward and tightened his collar, staring at him.

According to his understanding of Osamu Dazai, the other party would not make such a proposal for no reason.

Nishino...she was left alone in the car, this was "turning the tiger away from the mountain"!

"Who knows, do you still have the time to chat with me here? Bai Qilin, that collector has passed away...you won't be able to get back your abilities if it's too late."

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly to observe his expression, chuckled as if he saw something extremely interesting, and then reminded him nonchalantly.

Then a woman wearing a "jewel necklace" picked up a bench and slammed him on the back. Nakahara Chuya was still focused on confronting Osamu Dazai, and was caught off guard. He snorted, and the other person held the murder weapon Jumping up and stabbing head-on, Nakahara Chuya sideways dodged, Dazai Osamu also took two steps back.

The attacks of these people were not aimed at him, and Zhongyuan Zhong could not use gravity now, but this group of people had changed from "ordinary people to capable people".Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips, and said lightly: "Just work hard slowly." He turned and walked out.

When he was about to step out of the store, a figure passed by and hit the floor-to-ceiling glass next to him.

He turned his head slightly, and the brown-haired woman surrounded by the crowd impatiently unbuttoned her cuffs, moved her wrists, looked at him coldly, and gritted her teeth: "Wait for me! Dazai."

Osamu Dazai turned a blind eye to his anger, lazily retracted his gaze, walked around the dying gem puppet at his feet, and left calmly.

……

When Mizuho Nishino woke up, there was white mist billowing outside.

Except for the scene inside the car, she couldn't see the surrounding scenery. This feeling was very familiar. She was in a trance, and suddenly woke up.

By the way, where is Mr. Chuya?

After she sat up straight, the phone she was half holding in her hand fell between the seats.She leaned over to pick it up, and saw the text message edited on it, Mr. Nakaya said that he was going to meet someone and would be back soon.She breathed a sigh of relief silently.

At this time, Mizuho Nishino noticed a person standing in the fog on the side of the road.

The other party has long white curly hair, bright red eyes like poisonous apples in the hands of a fairy tale queen, wearing a snow-white cloak that almost blends into the mist, and smiles at her.

Mizuho Nishino thought for a while, she looked out the front car window, there was a commercial street not far ahead, it should be very lively, but at this moment the surroundings were too quiet, as if there were no other human beings except them.

The mist is probably related to this person.

With this in mind, she calmly got out of the car.

"Miss Nishino."

The white-haired man pronounced her last name accurately.

"You are?" She didn't remember seeing him.

"Hi, my name is Shibusawa Ryuhiko." The man who called himself "Shibusawa Ryuhiko" placed his right hand under his left shoulder, nodded in salute, and replied politely, "This mist is my supernatural power...it can transform superhuman The capable person is separated from its ability. Collecting the crystal of the ability is my interest. Similar to the research of the Nishino family, my ability can also create substances similar to 'gems'."

Mizuho Nishino frowned: "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Six years ago, an explosion occurred in a research institute of Nishinoya, and the relevant materials and medicines of the Pandora project disappeared in the sea of ​​fire. It is a pity. I hacked into the military database to obtain the data and recovered a batch of 'Pandora gems' , due to the lack of data, it can’t be restored to the original level. So, I have something to ask you.”

"I hope you can recall what exactly happened at that time."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko explained calmly.

Her expression did not change: "I lost my memory. The doctor said it was selective amnesia. According to the situation at the time, the possibility of recovery is not high. Besides, even if I remember, there is no way to solve your doubts, right? Do you expect a teenager Do you remember what was written on those burnt materials?"

"There is some kind of information hidden behind every seemingly ordinary event. Due to differences in intelligence and height, everyone can see different things." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said calmly, "I can see Seeing things that most people don't see. As exhausting as it is, so far nothing beyond my expectations has happened."

"Besides, I'm not asking you, Ms. Nishino." He fixed his eyes somewhere behind her, and reminded him faintly, "Before I came, I was still thinking that you and Zhong Yuanzhong also switched bodies, 'between Long Yan' Whether the separated ability is yours or his. Dazai-kun guessed right. Few people know that the ability also has some kind of emotion. This is the personification of the ability. What you forget...she will help you remember."

Nishino Mizuho suddenly turned around with a premonition.

Under the dim streetlight, a slender figure stood quietly.

The sky did not know when it began to drizzle.The girl stood in the rain and fog, looking at her coldly.

Mr. Chuya?

No, not right.

is her".

her own abilities.

Mizuho Nishino: ...This matter is outrageous.

……

After saying this, Shibusawa Ryuhiko disappeared into the mist, as if he had never been here before, and he didn't know what he came for.

Mizuho Nishino no longer had the time to care about the other party. Facing the murderous superpower, she swallowed her saliva and greeted cautiously: "You, how are you?"

Obviously, the ability doesn't want to have a good relationship with her.

The girl jumped several times, came to her as lightly as a white bird, and swung her fist.

The speed of the ability to punch is accurate and fast.Although Mr. Nakaya taught her taijutsu for a period of time, Mizuho Nishino barely learned it, but felt that this fist was hardly something he could use.

She grabbed the wrist of the ability body, and the ability body looked at her expressionlessly, and did not fight back immediately.

To be precise, she just didn't fight back with physical skills.

Mizuho Nishino is not good at physical skills, and as her supernatural body, girls are also not good at it.

But she suddenly felt that the hand holding the supernatural body began to become paralyzed, as if she had lost the ability to control her body freely, and her sense of touch disappeared.

Before she could react, Mizuho Nishino was kicked to the ground by the supernatural body.

When the back of her head hit the ground, she wrinkled her face in pain, and suddenly remembered something.

……

It is difficult for Mizuho Nishino to describe the color or shape of the soul.

If she were to write a fantasy novel under the pen name of "Sixteen Nights", she would use gorgeous words to describe the specialness of the soul.

The noble ones are as pure as the most fragrant drop of morning dew on a rose in the morning;

Love, hate, beauty and ugliness can have different colors in her works.

But most of the time, the world she sees is like a monotonous mime in an old-fashioned movie, staged lonely.

Souls are not special to her.

This realization frustrates her.

Mizuho Nishino never agrees with the industry's evaluation of her. For example, those critics always use exaggerated words to lament how talented she is and how her works reflect society.But in fact, she just embellished certain things hypocritically with words, used techniques to make people empathize, and then posted it.

Only once, a reporter commented roughly on her report that "there is nothing in her text". She was overjoyed and asked the editor to contact him, wanting to thank him personally...but the other party seemed to think she was humiliating him and resigned. Newspaper work, whereabouts unknown.This made Nishino Mizuho regret for a long time.

Most people's souls, in her view, are pure gray in different shades.

There are only a few of them with different brightness, but that color always fades quickly.I don't know if she is getting tired of the color of the other person's soul very quickly, or she is becoming more and more unwilling to bother to pay attention to others.

The more memories she unconsciously came into contact with, the faster the other party would fade in her eyes.

Later, she gradually stopped touching others.

So, she almost forgot - for her, touching the soul is as natural as breathing.

……

Nishino Mizuho felt that...it was because she didn't practice physical skills much.

As her supernatural body, the other party has obviously inherited her physical fitness, but unfortunately it is still her original one.

So the fight between the two is really a bit of "pecking each other".

If the ability body wants to use "power" on her, it has to use some kind of medium related to her, or blood, or direct contact.

When the supernatural body squatted down to approach her, Mizuho Nishino grabbed the opponent's wrist and turned over and pressed the supernatural body to the ground, thanking Mr. Nakaya for being much stronger than her.In the case of similar physical skills, she has an advantage.

But the paralysis and weightlessness that occurred when the soul was disturbed appeared again. Perhaps it was due to the longer contact surface and time with the supernatural body. This time it was worse than the last time. Her knees softened and she almost couldn't stand up.

Fortunately, she was prepared to get out of the way, and at the same time looked at the red crystal embedded in the forehead of the superhuman being very concerned.

So unnatural.

how to say.

This unnaturalness is as strange as the blood bar above the boss's head in the game.

The white-haired man just said that his ability "can create substances similar to gems", no matter how you think about it, it has nothing to do with him.

After getting rid of the shackles, the supernatural body quickly stood up and looked at her coldly.

Mizuho Nishino suddenly broke into a smile, with a hint of teasing: "Did you know? 'I' can't dodge bullets."

She took out the gun, pointed at the supernatural body with the same face as herself, and pulled the trigger.

……

In the cold night, Zhongyuan also suddenly heard a sharp gunshot.

The strange mist that blocked his footsteps dissipated like a tide, and he looked towards the place where the gunshots came from with a premonition.The woman with tea-haired green eyes fell backwards into the puddle, her body disappearing into thousands of light spots like a broken gem.When he realized what it was, Zhong Yuan realized that he forgot to breathe for a moment, let alone move.

Mizuho Nishino was standing in the fine rain, taking his appearance as it should be, she turned her head when she heard the voice.Zhong Yuanzhong also quickened his pace, reached in front of her, and grabbed her arm: "Are you all right?"

His voice was a little dry.

"Mr. Mingming Nakaya was much more seriously injured than me..." Mizuho Nishino looked at the "tea-haired woman" who seemed to be fished out of blood in surprise, and sighed subconsciously.

If it weren't for the injuries on his body, which were much more serious than ordinary gunshot wounds, she almost thought that she would also hurt the body if she shot at the supernatural body.

"Sorry." He moved his lips.There were too many "supernatural beings" in the cafe, and they played desperately. Although the group of people turned into supernatural beings because of it, and the supernatural powers were relatively simple, it still took him a lot of effort to deal with them.He didn't feel it when he was nervous before, but seeing that she was fine, Zhong Yuanzhong also relaxed, and his body swayed. He covered the most serious wound on his abdomen, and leaned against the street lamp beside him to barely stand still, his face was very pale.

Although he was in a hurry to save her, fortunately she was fine, and it turned out that her original body became like this, which might not be a good thing for her.

It was rare for Zhong Yuanzhong to suffer such a serious injury. His consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he was afraid that she would be worried, so he tried to explain to her what to do next with a calm attitude.

Mizuho Nishino looked at him quietly, as if he had listened, but he didn't seem to hear anything.

"...What's wrong?" After he finished speaking, he suddenly coughed up blood and wiped it cleanly with the back of his hand.

"Mr. Chuya, I remembered the name of my ability." She looked at him and said suddenly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at her suspiciously, not understanding what she was talking about at this time.Although it is also an important matter, it is obviously not the occasion to talk about these things, right?

"Isn't that great?" He still replied patiently.

"21 grams. According to the legend, it is the weight of the soul." She held his hand tenderly, and the blood of the two quietly flowed down the palm.

She smiled and said, "I know the way to get our bodies back."