Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Of course, Fu Qian was not really confused, after all, he was talking nonsense about Patch.

It's just that a neuropathy has to look like a neuropathy. Even if all he hears are horses from the beginning to the end, it doesn't prevent him from playing an awakened Patch.

As for what Cynthia said later, no matter how good her acting skills are, one thing can be confirmed.

She's a true tester and doesn't care if she can "get rid" of Patch's mental assault.

As long as this is confirmed, the motive for her to say anything can be attributed to the desire to test and observe.

How can such a person easily believe his own words.

Her follow-up words were doubts about her temptation behind the disguise.

As for her behavior, Fu Qian's choice was to show hesitation and self-doubt cooperatively, and even proposed to go down to listen to the horse barking again.

Of course, this is only the first level, and eventually Dr. Cynthia will realize that he has made this gesture on purpose, just to tease her.

The reason for this is also very simple.

If you firmly believe that you are more than one of Patch, then you will become an ordinary case, and you may enter a series of boring compliance processing later.

Considering the subjectivity, it needs to be more different.

Therefore, Fu Qian went a step further decisively, showing an extremely bad deceitful nature, and even deceived the doctor's temptation.

Of course, there are risks in doing so, after all, liars also need a bosom friend.

When the acting skills are too good, if Dr. Cynthia can't see any flaws, it will definitely not achieve the expected effect, but will be trapped in her own cocoon.

Fortunately, Dr. Cynthia lived up to her expectations.

Although I'm not sure what method she used, but she really "sees through" herself.

"You call this fun?"

Dr. Cynthia finally had anger in her eyes.

"You unreasonable lunatic!"

"Unreasonable? Why are you so sure that 'reason' is on your side?"

"What you believe in must be true? Just because of mutual recognition among a bunch of idiots?"

Facing scientific researchers with unstable Taoism, Fu Qian naturally started logical violence.

"Stop trying to influence me, Mr. Patch."

Dr. Cynthia sneered again.

"As I said just now, in view of your performance, we will give some special treatment next."

"In addition, although I don't understand it, I still want to say that communicating with this level of 'Patch' actually gave me a different kind of interest, so I hope you don't let me down."

Is the psychological adjustment so fast?As expected of a professional.

Fu Qian thought to himself and nodded.

"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed."

Piu!

The next moment he stretched out his hand, gestured to Dr. Cynthia, and made the sound of firing.

Compared with Eiko Kuraki who was trembling violently, the doctor was obviously much calmer, he just signaled the two guards with his eyes to control Fuqian.

"But if I can, I still want to go down again before the sound stops—to find my true self, hahahaha..."

Ending with a series of standard villain laughs, Fu Qian went out under the escort of two guards.

……

A few minutes later, Fu Qian was locked in a new confined space.

What's different from before is that the protection here looks much more exaggerated, and there are even a few guards directly outside.

Obviously, given Fu Qian's excellent performance, his risk assessment has improved significantly.

Of course, what Fu Qian cared about was always how to find that Goya Ulrich.

The most ideal situation is that the one who is paying attention to himself through monitoring means.

It's not impossible.

After all, according to experience, the character I want to eliminate has a high probability of having a lot to do with this project.

But in view of the professionalism shown in this test so far, Fu Qian didn't directly mention the name as a test just now, so as not to startle the snake.

Of course, if the target is too uncooperative, don't blame yourself for using more violent means.

Fortunately, the professionals did not let themselves down.

……

About half an hour later, Fu Qian, who was sitting quietly on the only chair in the room, suddenly sneezed.

The next moment, he raised his right hand and rubbed his nose, as if he had been chilled by the cold wind.

However, it seemed that he was having a hard time completing such a simple movement.

After rubbing his nose, Fu Qian didn't even put his hand down normally. Fu Qian's whole body was already fixed there, motionless, and even his expression became calm.

This posture lasted for about 1 minute, and with a click sound, the door of the room was opened from the outside.

First, two guards stood beside him, followed by a short and fat man.

He looks about 60 years old, wearing a lab coat similar to Cynthia's, but his posture is much more relaxed.

"Hello, Mr. Patch."

After looking him up and down, the man put his hands behind his back and greeted him with a smile.

"Hello."

Fu Qian's posture remained unchanged, and he greeted him with a blank expression.

"How are you feeling now?"

The visitor continued to ask.

"Not bad, very quiet."

"I'm sorry, but it's just a means of soothing the mind. In view of our assessment of your danger, we have to resort to some safeguards."

The man nodded and explained with a smile.

"Please rest assured, this will not cause permanent damage to you, it just calms you down for a short time."

"And to a certain extent, it will also make our subsequent exchanges more frank."

"Considering the timeliness, we'd better not delay our work."

"My first question is simple, what should I call you now? Mr. 9527, or Patch?"

"It's getting calmer, isn't it?"

Fu Qian ignored the man's question, but looked at his right hand, whose eyes were hanging aside.

The next moment, he slowly raised his hand and pressed it against his side of the face.

Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, Fu Fengfeng's sharp nails scratched across his cheeks, and a deep wound was torn on both sides.

The man's smile instantly froze on his face.

And this was far from over. Under the terrified gazes of the crowd, he continued to move his hand up to the base of his ear, drawing an exaggerated smile on half of his face.

"It's better to be happy as a human being. It's not good to be too quiet."

Teeth were looming in the wound, and Fuqian, who looked like a clown, continued to speak in a calm tone.

"impossible!"

The man followed in the footsteps of Dr. Cynthia, the gesture of everything under control was gone, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Fu Qian.

"You've been paralyzed, it's impossible to do this!"

"is it?"

Fu Qian looked at him, with different smiles on both sides of his face.

"9527 has been paralyzed, what does it matter to me, Patch?"