Boundary Convention

diary excerpt

"An overly open information world has brought uneasiness to good people and freedom to devils."

The glass will definitely shatter.

I knew this before the electricity in the room began to swell through the swarms of flies.

But why would I know? This has always bothered me.

In fact, I also realized that my crow's mouth is fake. It's not because I say it that these things happen; it's because it happens that I say it, naturally, as normal as breathing.

"Don't press!"

So, I know that when I yell like this, it's too late. The old tempered glass was about to shatter, and even if I stood fifteen or twenty steps away from it, I could clearly see the dense cracks on the glass.

...are nickel sulfide stones.

Tempered glass has a self-explosion rate, and the reason for self-explosion comes from this nickel sulfide stone. This kind of tempered glass, which basically belongs to the category of defective products, is likely to burst when it is heated rapidly. Therefore, in factories that produce tempered glass, sometimes repeated heat treatment is performed to execute defective products...that is, the so-called The 'detonation test'.

I don't know how many volts there are on the two electrodes with the twirling purple-cyan lightning, but I know that the temperature must exceed the mining test.

In the thick mist that billows and dances behind the glass, the patient is still struggling. Standing outside the room, we couldn't hear his screams, only the palms slapping the glass vigorously showed his pain.

"The glass...will not hold up anymore..."

Belita, who was standing aside, stared blankly at the gradually expanding cracks on the glass. Even though she was not surprised, her face showed obvious anxiety at this time, and she stepped back several steps tremblingly, until she reached the my side. She is well aware of how dangerous this patchwork unstable instrument is, but she has never considered how to face it. Because theoretically speaking, the chance of accidents is not high. Like most of the actual operators, she has always only fulfilled the minimum safety standard, even if the standard was set by herself. Facing decomposition syndrome, she Had to take the risk.

Maybe it's time to turn off the treatment equipment, she thought, but what about the patient? She discovered by accident that strong electric current can stimulate the loose molecules that have been decomposed, so that they can gather together again and maintain a complete body shape. But she has never studied this therapy in depth.

If the treatment is terminated now, the pain the patient has to bear is far beyond the range she can accept, and what awaits him is nothing but ashes. Bellita is just a doctor, never a scientist, and she doesn't have the consciousness and momentum to achieve a certain goal at all costs. She was only a doctor, and felt that the only person she had the right to sacrifice was herself.

The moment she hesitated——

The glass shattered, and the viscous black fluid pushed the glass fragments out like bullets with a stormy momentum, and the patient screamed helplessly. This scene seemed to open the gate of hell, and countless undead screamed towards We attack normally. I raised my head, watched the disaster in front of me surge towards me, and stood there motionless.

I am safe.

My gut tells me that nothing can hurt me in this seemingly mundane position.

With the continuous current on the two electrodes, the surging black fluid rushed towards me. The electricity pierced through the bare skin between my clothes and touched my flesh. It's like walking on a cold coast at night and the tide is ankle-deep for the first time. The supercharged current flowed through the whole body along the muscles and bones. When I felt the burning pain, it was already a few seconds later. During these few seconds, I felt the current seep into my three layers of meninges, enveloping my brain like iron wire, colliding back and forth between the ravines and sulci.

I heard someone talking to me, as if the current had changed something.

"Don't feel any guilt."

"Death is not the end."

"Live aimlessly, don't have any distracting thoughts."

"Do it!"

"What!" I suddenly gasped, and some broken fragments came out of my brain, just like when I touched Mo Xiao before, but they were not the same. Although the scattered things I saw were out of order and too broken to be organized together, they were full of a sense of reality, not the coherent but obscure scene I saw when I touched Mo Xiao. .

When I woke up from the dizziness, I found that I had fallen to the ground for some reason, and the surroundings became quiet. There was no sharp sound of electric current, and the patient's mournful screams could not be heard. I also felt that something was pressing on my body.

Subconsciously, I squinted and looked over. It seemed to be a person whose body was covered with horrific wounds caused by glass shards as if being shot by a machine gun.

"snort."

I made a sound with my nose in disdain. This guy probably wanted to hide under the workbench over there, but unfortunately he was too slow, and instead stood in front of him and used it as a shield. He is really a stupid and unfortunate guy.

I tried to pull my body out from under the man, but found it unexpectedly difficult, because this guy actually hugged me tightly...

I didn't care to pull my body out from under this person, I suddenly straightened this person's face that was pressed against the cold ground. That was none other than Belita. She was the person closest to the workbench just now, so close that she could hide under the workbench just by bending over and moving around. There is only one explanation for the current situation...that is, she deliberately rushed over to protect me.

"Be...Beretta!" Thinking of this, I panicked. I saw that the bandages on Beretta's body were gradually dyed bright red, and some black fluid could also be seen in the affected parts eroded by the decomposition disease. The wound made by the glass escaped outwards, and they hovered around the edge of the wound, like flies licking blood. I looked around a bit at a loss, and found that the few big men who came together just now were also injured to varying degrees, but they were wearing thick enough clothes, and the small fragments did not hurt them. The fragments only hurt some non-fatal places.

I took a deep breath, and without much hesitation, I reached out to a large piece of glass stuck on Beretta's back, trying to pull it out.

But I didn't use any force yet, I just felt something slap on the back of my hand, and I retracted subconsciously.

"idiot."

Beretta slowly opened her eyes and looked at me with more tired eyes than usual.

"Do you want to kill me?"

"You're awake! Are you all right?"

"Do I look like I'm okay?" Saying this, Beretta raised her hand without changing her expression, and grabbed my nose. The weak force made me clearly aware that her current situation is not optimistic .

"Then...then what should I do?"

"It doesn't matter, these are just skin trauma, you just don't need to touch it, the blood will stop by itself after a while. But if you must help me with something...here."

Belita said, moving her neck slightly, and looked at the workbench.

"There's iodine and alcohol in the drawer over there, bring them here for me."

I nodded at her, lowered Beretta gently to the floor like fragile china, and walked briskly over to the rotten table covered in shards of broken glass.

The computer monitor mounted on the table was plugged with a huge piece of broken glass, and it seemed to be completely scrapped. I rummaged through the drawer, and quickly found two bottles of medical alcohol and iodine in the large drawer in the lower left corner of the desk.

I took two bottles of liquid and weighed them. There is not much medical alcohol left. It seems that I have used a lot before. I don’t know why, but a ridiculous idea popped up in my mind... Does Belita mix alcohol with water when she is free? Drinking and playing, this seems to be something she can do.

"Ah, by the way, remember to bring me some more water from under the table over there."

At this moment, Beretta suddenly remembered something and said to me.

"Take a bigger glass."

"...What are you going to do?"

I was silent for a while, and asked knowingly with some helplessness.

"What are you doing? Drinking, of course."

"This is medical alcohol."

"It's okay, I'll add water."

"But there are other impurities in it that are not good for the human body."

"No problem, I purified it myself. I didn't put any messy things in it. Of course, the purity didn't reach the level of medical alcohol. Don't talk so much nonsense. I'm a patient. You have to give me what I want. OK ?”

After finishing speaking, Belita took a few breaths, her long words just now almost killed her.

"You really don't look like a doctor when you say that, okay..."

I shook my head helplessly.

Just as I was about to squat down again and take out the water and bottle that Beretta asked for, I suddenly felt a chill. With a soft hand, the glass bottle in his hand fell to the ground, and the transparent liquid splashed to the ground.

Only then did I realize that the black mist that broke through the glass just now and poured out of the room, covering the entire room had disappeared in no time.

Following the sense of danger, I looked towards the source of the chill, only to see a figure rising faintly in the small room with broken glass. This seemed to be the patient, his thin figure was exactly the same as when he came. The two hideously thick electrodes were still stuck between his ribs.

Belita's treatment seems to be working, he seems to be healed, just now he has lost half of his body, but now he looks like a human, maintaining a complete body.

But I didn't feel joy at all, I just frowned and looked at the man warily.

The patient also looked straight at me, and walked towards me with staggering steps. His moving posture is very strange, like a puppet being manipulated, and as if his spine has been broken, the whole body is dragged forward by a force in an uncoordinated way.

"I... ah... ah..."

The patient muttered something to himself, and the two electrodes inserted into his body grabbed him, but he didn't care at all, allowing the electrodes to tear his flesh and blood, and approached me slowly but firmly.

For the distance of ten or twenty steps, he seemed to have walked for a lifetime, and finally walked in front of me exhausted, and put his hand on my shoulder. Even at this close range, that funny gas mask looks downright terrifying. I suppressed the uneasiness in my heart and listened to the faint voice coming from the gas mask.

This time, I finally heard clearly.

"I want to see..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the arm that was hanging on him suddenly disappeared, and his whole body, like a weathered stone blown away by the wind, disappeared without a trace, and even the decomposed black liquid was invisible. The faint sound of the gas mask falling to the ground echoed in the silent room. The only remaining evidence of the man who just disappeared is a dirt-stained handprint on my shoulder.

Looking at the messy clothes at my feet, I was speechless for a moment. The one he wants to see must be his son.

I stood in the rest room, motionless.

After I came out of Bellita's infirmary, I was already very tired, so I should have a good sleep. But I was bothered by something, no desire to sleep.

I feel like I've changed.

It seems like I'm in Belletta's office since then... But I've definitely changed.

It is not easy for people to perceive their own changes. The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear. If you can also notice the changes in yourself, then you can only say that the changes are too big. Could it be because of the electric current that erupted when the accident happened...

"Death is not the end."

Although I didn't say it, that's what I had in my mind when I stood in front of the disappearing man. In hindsight, it seems a terrible thing to be indifferent to the disappearance of a living person.

I stood in front of the mirror and examined my face.

This face was no different from the one I saw in the library room not long ago. But it looked even stranger than before.

When I think about it, I have no idea who I am, nor my past. Maybe that's a good thing, but it also means that I'm not really who I am now. Just like a beast that isn't hungry isn't really a beast. To be honest, from the way I get along with my patients and learn how to behave in the world, I think I should not be a bad person now, I don’t want to be a bad person, and I don’t know if I have been or will be a bad person in the future. So the only thing I can do now is pray that I never change.

"Butt buckle."

A sudden knock on the door interrupted my thoughts.

Frowning, I replied softly, "Come in."

However, there was neither the sound of the lock cylinder turning nor the sound of trying to open the door. There was only silence in response to me.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

I said it again, but there was still no response from outside the door. Maybe it's Lake, I thought, and I was about to step forward to open the door, but was stopped by a voice outside the door.

"It's not necessary."

The voice outside the door is very familiar, I haven't heard this voice for some days.

"It's you, what's the matter."

I asked calmly, and at the same time felt that my conversation was really abnormal, maybe the other side felt it too.

"Ahem, come in... come in and sit down first."

So I cleared my throat and tried to soften my voice a bit, to sound more enthusiastic. Although this makes me feel a little awkward.

"No, I just came to inform you of something."

"Why don't you come in? Are you hiding something from me?"

The voice behind the door fell silent, as if my words had hit her sore spot, leaving her speechless. All of a sudden, I regretted it, and I seemed to have said something wrong again.

Just as I was thinking about what to say to make amends, the door suddenly opened.

Mo Xiao stood outside, looking at me arrogantly as usual.

"Is that all you want girls to come to your room? It's hopeless."

"Ha...haha..." I rubbed my head and smiled wryly, hurriedly welcomed Mo Xiao in, moved another stool, and handed it to Mo Xiao as respectfully as usual.

"It's not really my room... I'm just staying here..."

"No, from today onwards."

Mo Xiao walked to the edge of the stool and sat down, crossing his legs.

"I have already negotiated with the other side. From today onwards, we are also members of the eternal dead."

"This... so, that's really great, we have found a foothold."

I smiled, and this smile felt very stiff even to myself.

Rethinking my actions in the past few days, I found that I was like a headless chicken, without any purpose at all. It's just blindly following Mo Xiao's back. I still remember why I wanted to follow Mo Xiao at the time, but now I feel that those thoughts are very stupid, they are simply instincts in times of crisis. But I didn't say it out. Although I have many questions and want to ask Mo Xiao again, I don't think now is the time.

"So, what are you going to tell me?"

In order to hide my embarrassing smile, I had to pull the topic aside.

"There is a welcome party at ten o'clock tonight."

As Mo Xiao spoke, he slightly moved his eyes away from my eyes.

"Remember to come to participate, it is to celebrate our joining the group."

"I see."

"Um."

As he said that, Mo Xiao stood up from the chair, turned around and was about to leave, but stopped before going out of the room, turned around and said to me.

"There's still a lot of time until ten o'clock, you should sleep for a while, this kind of party is the most tiring."

After speaking, she walked out without looking back, but this time she still couldn't get out of the room. Before taking the last step out of the room, I walked up quickly and pulled her back.

She seemed a little surprised that I made such a move, and looked back at me in a little surprise, but unexpectedly, I stretched my hand directly to her shoulder. Before touching Mo Xiao, a strange twist appeared around her neck, and then turned green again. It was Newton. Newton had been hiding next to Mo Xiao's neck just now.

"What's this?"

I asked Mo Xiao seriously, but Mo Xiao threw his head aside, and covered a large bruise on his neck with his hands after Newton escaped.

"It's nothing, I hit something myself."

"How could it hit the neck."

"You don't care."

Saying this, Mo Xiao shook off my hand and quickly disappeared into the corridor. When the matter was revealed, Newton, who had been hiding the bruise for Mo Xiao, climbed onto my shoulder, made an aggressive expression at zero distance, and quickly disappeared.

It was not an ordinary bruise, because the moment I touched her, a strange thing appeared in my mind, and I planned to hide this thought, because I couldn't figure out, the bruise on Mo Xiao's neck had something to do with that thing. What connection.

Small room, dim lighting, poor furnishings.

The decoration here reminds me of the stargazing platform in Dyson Bay. What happened to Professor Chen and the little girl? Will Ruoyue really die? sad ending.

Thinking of this, I looked at the clock hanging on the house. This clock was very similar to the one I had in the library ward, which gave me an inexplicable sense of affinity.

It was ten forty-seven.

In the end, is this welcome party just the two of us, welcome yourself? Thinking of this, I glanced at Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao has only maintained one posture since just now, propping his chin with his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

The two of us have been in this room for a long time without a word, and it's an awkward balance. Make tight spaces even more uncomfortable.

Fortunately, when the wall clock on the wall rang eleven times, there was a burst of music in the room,

fly me to the moon? How could it be this song?

I just glanced at Mo Xiao subconsciously, and didn't say this question out of my mouth. Now it seems that the leader of the eternal undead, that is, the white-haired girl must have an unusual connection with the library. If I have to say it, she looks more like a professor's daughter than Mo Xiao in terms of appearance alone.

Finally, there was the sound of rustling footsteps outside the door.

The door of the room was pushed open, and the little god walked in lightly, followed by the big butler as usual.

"Yo! I'm coming!"

She burst into the room happily, then peered around, her expression stiffened.

"Hey... what's going on with you guys?"

She stared at me and Mo Xiao for a while, and the matter didn't go as she expected, her dissatisfaction was palpable.

"For an hour, a lonely man and a widow are in the same room, and you didn't do anything? I'm so disappointed!"

Saying this, this petite god brought his face closer to me.

"Hey, are you a boy? Take the initiative, okay? Don't be so shy? Really, wouldn't it be meaningless for me to be an hour late on purpose?"

"Let's stop playing tricks."

Mo Xiao on the side indifferently stopped the god's scolding.

"You still have work to do, don't you?"

"Business? What business?"

"Sleeping, of course, miss." The big man behind interrupted. "Children should go to bed after ten o'clock."

"you shut up."

"As you wish."

The big man bowed slightly and took two steps back. He hugged this petite god onto the sofa chair. There are only three sofa chairs in total here. Of course, the big man didn't seem to have any intention of sitting down, so he just stood upright by the side.

The girl known as God sat on a chair, picked up the orange juice on the table and drank a couple of sips, then cleared her throat.

"Hmm, today, I am very honored that you two joined Eternal Death..."

"There's no need to say polite words."

God's words were interrupted, and to everyone's surprise, it was not Mo Xiao who did it, but me.

I leaned back in my chair and asked.

"You should come to us for other things, right?"

"Other things? You think too much. Today is just a welcome meeting. As the supreme leader, of course I have to express something to the newcomers, right?"

"If we really want to hold a welcome party, it would be too shabby to have only three people." I exposed her lie with some disdain. "If you don't tell the truth again I'm leaving."

"You can try it."

The corner of the girl's mouth slightly raised, and her fingers pinched the armrest of the sofa chair so that it sank.

"As long as you can get out."

After hearing this, I frowned, and looked at Mo Xiao, only to see Mo Xiao cast a surprised look at me. They seem to be surprised by what I just said.

"You, did you take the wrong medicine today?"

She asked a little coldly, but she quickly looked back as if she didn't expect me to answer. I didn't answer either, and my eyes returned to the god.

The girl looked at us and shrugged.

"It seems that you are the type of people who don't like to stay up late, well, let's start directly from the topic... But before that, who, you don't know my name?" She pointed I.

"Listen well, my name is Mo You, but you are not allowed to call me by this name, you are only allowed to be called Master You, remember it well, if you dare to call me Mo You, I will kill you."

"Okay, Mr. Wo." I didn't want to cause any trouble again, so I replied obediently. From the name, it seems that she is really Mo Xiao's younger sister.

"Ah, it's not really a big deal."

Saying this, Mo You snapped her fingers, and the big man behind her took out three dice cups of three colors out of nowhere.

"This is Tang Ren. He is the Prime Minister of my room and also serves as the head of sweets, the chief guardian and the guardian of the housekeeper. Although he is not an important person, let me introduce it to you."

"Miss, you're flattering me." Tang Ren said, placing the dice cup in front of Mo Xiao, me, and Mo You in turn.

I opened a dice cup, and there were five dice neatly placed in it. I picked up the dice and looked at them suspiciously. It seemed that they were all ordinary dice, and there was nothing unusual in terms of weight. The only difference from ordinary dice is that these dice do not use dots to express values, but more intuitive Arabic numerals.

"This is, do you want to play a game?"

I asked.

"Bingo! You are so smart! I want to appoint you as the chief of staff! Tang Ren! Go find something to drink in Sister Beibei's room!"

She said excitedly, then turned to look at Mo Xiao.

"Sister! We haven't played this game for many years," Mo You's expression suddenly became strange, and something seemed to flash in his eyes.

"I remember, I only played once." Mo Xiao said coldly.

"Uh huh, last time my sister cheated and won, I will be extra careful this time!" Mo You said with her eyes widened.

"Whatever, let's play with you." Mo Xiao replied.

"Then let me explain the rules to the newcomers!"

"The name of this game is Big Talk Dice, and the rules are very simple..."

"Wait a minute, I seem to remember that this game is often played in bars, why do you want to play this all of a sudden? Isn't it a welcome party?" I was a little confused.

"Little handsome guy, if you interrupt me, I'll cut your tongue off." Mo You said with a smile, "There are usually two to three players. When the game starts, all players roll the dice at the same time. Hold your own dice cup, secretly open your own side to take a look, and then the dealer will report a number to the next player, such as..."

As she spoke, she shook the dice and opened the lid of the cup.

"Okay, as the banker, I will give you a number, such as five twos, which means that in the sum of the dice we each have, the number of 'twos' is greater than or equal to five. Of course, what I said is not necessarily Really." Then, Mo You picked up another dice cup and shook it, and the dice settled.

"Waterland, you are next home, open this dice cup,"

I opened the dice cup and saw that the numbers inside were two twos, three fours,

"If what Mo You said just now is true, then the probability that there will be at least three twos in her dice cup is not very high." I thought to myself.

"If you think what I said is false, you can choose to 'open' me. Otherwise, you can continue to bid upwards, such as six twos, or five fours. The value can only get bigger and bigger. In addition, one can be used as any Numbers. But if someone calls One, then One loses its universal function." Mo You said.

"Then I choose to let you go."

"Okay." Mo You opened the dice cup, and there were three twos, one six, and one four. It was obvious that Mo You hadn't lied, she had won this game.

"I think I probably know how to play it. It doesn't feel like a difficult game."

"Your explanation is as bad as your character," Mo Xiao who was on the side interrupted suddenly. "It's useless to talk too much, and he will be able to play a few games together."

"Wait," I suddenly thought of something. "What about the loser, is there any punishment?"

"Hehe, this is the point of this game." Mo Xiao said from the side, "Is it to tell the truth?"

"Yes, as my sister said, the winner must ask the loser a question, and the loser must answer without any concealment or deceit. If the loser really does not know the answer to the question, the answer is not to know."

"Then how does the winner know if the loser is hiding something or cheating him?"

Mo You smiled, and stretched out four fingers to point to the sky, "We only play three games, with the honor of the Mo family as our guarantee, we are willing to admit defeat and never cheat."

"Okay, with the honor of the Mo family as a guarantee, I am willing to admit defeat and never play tricks." Mo Xiao who was on the side followed suit.

At this time, I was a little surprised, and I couldn't figure out why I wanted to play this game. I even think the rules of this game are a bit ridiculous. Could it be that the two sisters want to find out some information in this way? Then why not directly... I was thinking, but was suddenly pulled by Mo Xiao and sat down on the chair.

"Don't think about it, the game has begun."

first round.

Mo You is the banker, Mo You and I picked up the dice cup and shook it three or four times at the same time, then put it down, then Mo You winked at us in a serious manner, "Hehe, it's good luck once you come up, four threes. "

I opened my dice cup, and there was only one three in it, and there were two fours and two fives left. I thought to myself that the probability of adding up the dice in Mo You and Mo Xiao’s dice cup would be greater than or equal to three, so I Don't worry about this one.

"Five four!" I could only continue to shout.

"It's your turn, sister," Mo You looked at Mo Xiao with a smile on his face.

Mo Xiao said calmly, "Ten five."

ten five? ! Is Mo Xiao crazy? I couldn't help but secretly dumbfounded. This probability is too small. On average, each of us has three fives, but my own dice only has two fives, so Mo Xiao and Mo You's dice combined must have at least eight fives. This is impossible, and if Mo You really has so many fives, so why did she call four threes when she came up?

"It seems that my sister is still annoying as always, so will I be scared by you?"

"It's up to you, the opportunity to obtain the other party's information is very precious, every round must be carefully considered." Mo Xiao said.

Hearing this, I probably understood Mo Xiao's intentions. Mo Xiao's bandit-like name can make other players in a dilemma. If you believe what she said, then other players can only call out bigger points. They are very unfavorable, but if you don't believe it, what if Mo Xiao really rolls a big number like four or five... Besides, the situation in the game with three people is already complicated.

I really want to tell Mo You that there are only two fives on my side.

"Hurry up, why are you dawdling my good sister, can't afford to lose?" Mo Xiao began to launch a psychological offensive.

"Okay, let's see if you dare to play like this every time, let's go!" Mo You shouted.

Mo Xiao sneered, opened the dice cup, and there were four fives and one one in it.

"My sister's luck has always been so good, I'm a little jealous," Mo You also opened the dice cup, inside were two fives, one one, and two threes.

"How could I forget this, one can be any number," I sighed, "but you are too lucky, sir? Four fives and one one are equivalent to five fives, and Mo You and I There are fives and ones in the dice, which is incredible."

"Hehe, the loser is Mo You. Then Huang Yuan and I will ask you a question. You should ask Huang Yuan first."

"Um, let me think carefully," I understood what Mo Xiao just said. This kind of opportunity is very rare. On the premise that the three of them must not lie, I want to know my identity, as well as the book. The ins and outs of the museum, the questions asked must be very comprehensive and accurate, if there is a slight mistake, the opposite will say "I don't know", then the chance to win will be wasted.

After some thought, I asked Mo You a question, "Then I have to ask, why was I arrested in the library?"

"This question..." Mo You smiled.

I don't ask this question casually. From the information I've gotten along the way so far, I'm postulating the possibility that the library isn't a hospital at all. Since it wasn't a hospital, why was he arrested? Knowing this, the true identity of the library must be clear.

"Do you really want to know?" Mo You looked at me with a smile, "It's better not to know some things, or you will feel awkward in your heart. Once you feel awkward, you will not be able to eat, and you will not be able to eat..."

"Please keep your promise! Answer my question head-on." Faced with Mo You's attitude, I showed courage that I had never had before.

"Do you actually want to know this..." Mo You said after thinking about it. "Although I think it would be better if you don't know, are you sure you want to know?"

"certainly."

"Okay, then you heard me clearly,"

"Say it."

"Because you are a death row prisoner! Hahaha!" Mo You suddenly laughed like crazy.

"Death, death row? Death row? What do you mean!?" I was shocked by the answer, and kept repeating the word "death row" in my mouth. "Death row? Then you mean, the library is a prison? And I am a death row? I am a criminal?!"

"Impossible! You are lying to me! I am a painter. How could I be a criminal or a death row prisoner? I have never done anything bad! What about my previous memories? I won't believe anything you say without memory! "

"What the hell are you arguing about! Sit down for me!" Mo Xiao slapped the table heavily.

"Sister, he is so fierce, and he even said he is not a bad person,"

"Don't worry about him, tell me, is the statue outside this palace the woman in the oil painting?" Mo Xiao asked.

"I don't know." Mo You blinked deliberately and said.

"Stop doing this! It's a miracle that you can survive until now. You were at the center of the crash point a few years ago. Don't think I don't know!" Mo Xiao roared.

"But what does this have to do with the woman in the oil painting and the god statue outside? I just thought it was fun, so I asked someone to build that god statue, how magnificent it is!"

"Okay, you wait." After speaking, Mo Xiao patted the table to signal the game to continue.