Master: My Disciple Matches The SSR Aizen Template

Facing the cold eyes behind the smiling face mask of this playwright, in an instant, the experiences that happened around him are like a revolving lantern before Lin Mo’s eyes.

The thoughtful crazy killer, wherever he goes, is accompanied by killing and death...

Outside the dean's office, the night was already dark, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.

Zhang Meiling, a professor of psychology at Shuangdan University, fits the existence of the SR-level template 'Hannibal'. I don't know what happened. Her field of research and the matching templates are all related to psychology. She has a very delicate sense of smell for the atmosphere. keen.

Behind the deep eyes of the 'Honorable Lord', Zhang Meiling seemed to vaguely see the infinite blood flickering.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and after a long time, Lin Mo walked out of his experience as the ninth character template, his eyes flickering slightly. "One Ninety"

There are some conclusions about the existence of this person whose title is "Fate Master":

'Fatemaster Jhin's interest is not only in killing the target, he is obsessed with the perfection of the art of murder. In his opinion, death is the most important moment in a person's life, and he will make every deceased person shine. If meteor!

"Very powerful, terrifying, with some sick top individuals."

"For the overall operation of the organization under my command, it is not very helpful; but it can increase and enrich the thickness of the leading soldiers; in the teaching, it can guide his hunting eyes to those careerists in the other world, so that He's like a wolf throwing stones."

Lin Mo, judged.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Suppressing his thoughts, Lin Mo looked at Zhang Meiling, his mood and aura quickly returned to the calm and gentleman in the 'Hannibal' mode, and apologized.

"Let's go on."

Again.

In the room, Lin Mo kept telling that the thirty-five-year-old Professor Zhang Meiling's face was stunned, and her brows were tightly locked. Only when she couldn't understand at all, did she raise her hand to ask the 'Honorable Lord' a question.

After a while.

Lin Mo looked at the data on Zhang Meiling's panel:

【Matching members:】

【Name: Zhang Meiling】

【Fitness: 43%】

"That's it for today.

Lin Mo said in a deep voice.

"yes!"

"The content I heard today already requires all my energy to chew and receive it carefully.

Zhang Meiling replied.

After saying such words, Lin Mo was still sitting in front of the sofa, not intending to leave directly.

Zhang Meiling got up, and "囧 Zun" poured a cup of hot tea that had been brewed earlier.

"My lord!"

"I don't know if you have any other orders."

asked respectfully.

"Recently, I'm planning to hold a party... When the time comes, you will also be there.

Lin Mo held the ring of the teacup in his palm, took a sip, and the rich tea fragrance lingered in his mouth. After a slight pause, he said.

hear.

Zhang Meiling's body relaxed a little after the end of the teaching due to long-term concentration, and she instantly tensed up. From the tone of the 'Honorable Lord', she could hear that this gathering was unusual.

"I see, I will put down all the work I have recently."

Responded solemnly.

"That's not necessary, I will send invitation letters to each of you in advance."

He took another sip of hot tea, exhaled, and said.

"correct."

"About the venue for this party, do you have any recommendations?"

Lin Mo looked at Zhang Meiling and asked.

Meeting places are constantly presented in front of Lin Mo's eyes.

"Then here."

Lin Mo flexed his fingers, and his fingertips landed on the meeting room at the top of the "Zhonghai Center Building". Thirty-two meters.

"I once consulted Gu Dong, one of the main investors behind the 'China Overseas Center Building'.

Zhang Meiling wrote down Lin Mo's request, and then agreed.

After making the request, Lin Mo drank his tea and did not stay any longer; he pushed open the door of the office, stepped in the already empty corridor of the spiritual center, and was escorted by Professor Zhang Meiling, driving a black The car disappeared in the underground garage.

The cold, dimly lit underground garage.

"call!"

Zhang Meiling let out a long breath of foul air. When facing the 'Honorable Lord', her heart was always tense to the extreme. Fear of Control..………………

His eyes skipped across the empty garage, and he was about to return to his office. At this moment, an accident happened suddenly!

In front of the retina, there is a looming figure flickering out of thin air.

She opened her eyes wide, wanting to see...

at the same time.

Zhang Meiling only felt that the area between her eyebrows became a little swollen, as if something was about to break free.

In the ears, one after another warm and cold voices kept ringing.

First is the first sentence, the words that I once said in my ear:

"I want you to know where I am and where you can find me..."

"I want you to know where I am, where you can find me...

"I want you to know where I am..."

followed by:

"I can feed the larvae and whisper to the chrysalis, but the adult worms that hatch have to follow their own instincts, and there's nothing I can do about it."

"Someone once tried to investigate me. I ate his liver with broad beans and wine."

The voices in the ear began to become a little bit passionate, crazy:

"You want me to be the only one in my life!"

"There is as much pleasure in giving life as in ending it!"

In the underground garage, Zhang Meiling was holding her head and half kneeling on the ground. She was panting 0.7 times. Thick sweat broke out on her forehead, and her back was even soaked in sweat.

Only in an instant.

Everything, like the receding tide, disappeared without a trace.

At the last moment, Zhang Meiling could clearly see the figure reflected in the retina, it was a middle-aged man wearing exactly the same clothes as the 'Lord', with facial features, he was very similar to himself, as if he was the male version of himself, However, that one has a pair of brown eyeballs, and his left hand has a completely overlapping middle finger deformity...

He walked from far to near, took off the top hat he was wearing, and bowed slightly to himself like a gentleman.

This is the devil-like 'second personality'!

ps: To tell you the truth, this book is really hard to write.

too difficult. .