Master: My Disciple Matches The SSR Aizen Template

"Um?"

In the bedroom, in front of the desk.

Lin Mo snorted lightly, his black and white pupils flickered slightly.

In front of his eyes, the frequency of the red data on the disciple panel, which only he could see, jumped a few points faster.

The smile overflowing in the eyes became richer.

【Matching members:】

【Name: Zhang Meiling】

【Fitness: 75%】

【Fitness: 76%】

【Fitness: 77%】

00:49 AM.

The second and minute hands were ticking, and the Zhonghai City Police and Detective Headquarters was under the ground.

In the fan-shaped supervision hall, the atmosphere of each staff member is serious and heavy, and their eyes are watching the huge screen. Only the woman in 'Interrogation Room 1' who calls herself 'Hannibal' is left; A picture of a team of seventy-one psychology experts.

The monitoring of 'Interrogation Room No. 2' and the monitoring of 'Interrogation Room No. 3' have quietly disappeared from the screen at some point.

"Agitated?"

"disturbed?"

The highest think tank, the gray-haired Wu He, frowned slightly. He watched the team of psychologists. From the subtle expressions and reactions on the faces, he was keenly aware that 29 negative emotions were unknowingly It hangs in the minds of these psychology experts who are engaged in the "dispute of the avenue" with "Hannibal".

At this moment, the two sides on the screen are at the most intense moment... Even he is unwilling to intervene easily" to interrupt.

"Have you ever seen the scene in the countryside when the butcher catches lambs from the lamb flock and slaughters them?"

trial room.

A huge searchlight hangs down, and the dazzling light outlines Zhang Meiling's face. At this moment, her body and will are completely taken over by the second personality Hannibal. Her eyes seem not to be affected by the light, and she only looks at her eyes with interest. , as the interrogator on the 'psychology team' microphone.

A question was sent.

After hearing the response, continue, and describe slowly:

"The lambs hiding in the corner will eventually be found by the butcher... When they are picked up, fear and despair will appear in their eyes... But even so, the lamb under the butcher's knife still can't even make a sound issue."

"What does it mean to be slaughtered? What is the cry of the weak? In the law of nature where the weak are preyed upon by the strong, the weak are like lambs before death, skinned and slaughtered silently, in extreme pain, but unable to make a sound...and you If you listen carefully, you will be able to hear the heart-piercing roar coming from the depths of their souls..."

In Yanjing City, the teacher's building of the water trapped university.

The eighty-two-year-old old professor Huang Xiting looked at the woman with red lips on the screen, and only heard her utter the last sentence:

"I call this phenomenon...'Silence of the Lambs'!"

The voice fell.

A vague chuckle passed through the microphone and passed into his ears.

The psychological world revealed by Hannibal is profound and terrifying, and it seems to be from a perspective higher than the human biological chain Poor and pathetic.

At this moment, an accident happened suddenly!

All I saw was, among the screens of seventy psychologists, the first middle-aged man covered his head heavily, his expression showing pain and struggle, followed by another dozen or so, with people constantly showing pain and panting heavily.

They only feel that scenes of painful experiences that happened in their childhood emerged before their eyes, and the lamb in their hearts seemed to be awakened, and they kept wailing in despair in their ears!

For ordinary staff watching this conversation, psychological knowledge and information are not deeply involved, they will only feel inexplicable discomfort, or even a little bit of wanting to 'retch' I; may not be able to understand, these are completely Immersive Psychology Experts 'Over' Experiences and Responses.

"Let me do it.

Mr. Huang pressed the button of the wireless headset and switched to the internal channel, followed by a hoarse voice.

All I saw was, on the screen, the interrogator sitting in front of 'Hannibal' put the walkie-talkie directly in front of the table, and Mr. Huang directly talked to 'Hannibal'; the two interrogators, a man and a woman, retired solemnly left the interrogation room.

"Hello, Hannibal."

Huang Lao stared at the 'Hannibal' in the monitor, looked at him across the air, and solemnly called out.

Under the ground, there is a large supervisory hall.

In the "Lord" pursuit team, including Wu He, the highest think tank, several people with the highest authority have words on the internal channel.

The gray-haired Wu He's expression froze, and he looked away from the screen in front of him.

Looking in front of him, the surveillance scene of the third interrogation room was only broadcast on the internal channel.

screen.

The supreme commander, Lin Baoer, sat face to face with the undercover 'Wu Jinbao'.

After a series of ordinary conversations, the topic gradually deepened...

Wu Jinbao didn't hide his expression anymore, but showed a deep fear...

...

"This may involve the most terrifying and deepest secret of our human civilization."

"That 'lord', as early as many years ago, had wandered in cities all over the world, and he taught too many terrifying disciples, and this disciple, today, may already be The middle and high level of any secret organization in the world...even, maybe the absolute helm of that organization!"

Wu Jinbao kept panting, he was heavy and fearful, and described word by word a scene that horrified all the high-level people present!

"Just today."

The 'Honorable Lord' summoned all the disciples located in Zhonghai City, and one of his subordinates outside of Zhonghai, to participate in the form of a video conference..."

The 'Honorable Lord' announces the establishment of the 'Dawn Society'!"

Interrogation Room 3.

Under the hanging headlights.

Lin Mo's younger sister, Lin Baoer, watched the words of the undercover agent 'Wu Jinbao', her eyes [clearly captured every subtle expression in the latter's expression.

No emotion was shown.

Only she knew that the moment Wu Jinbao said "Dawn Society", her entire back was drenched in sweat from the dense goosebumps on her fair skin under her command.

"The scariest one, the voice has a sense of metal cleavage 740, distorted and ferocious... He seems to be wearing a tuxedo, with his mouth cleft in the dark..."

"The second place is a man with a cold temperament, like a snake."

"The third, through the veiled darkness, should wear glasses, always seem to be smiling..."

Wu Jinbao swallowed his saliva, he patted his head heavily, trying to recall more.

"Like a perfectionist, his tone is full of a teenager who hates sin..."

"A tall and tall middle-aged man with elegant and well-dressed clothes and a modest and steady demeanor..."

"What does the lord look like?"

Lin Baoer leaned forward and asked in a deep voice.

"My lord?"

Wu Jinbao asked back.

He frowned tightly, his eyes widened, and he wanted to respond, but he didn't know why... No matter what, he couldn't describe the appearance of the 'Honorable Lord' in his mind!

"call!"

"call!"

"call!"

Panting heavily.

"I...I don't know!"

Dejected.

Said.

Regulatory Hall.

They were solemnly watching the high-ranking officers monitored by the 'Interrogation Room No. 3', and were about to say something, but all around them, they could only hear panicked voices.

They all raised their heads and looked at the huge screen.

When he noticed the picture of the team of seventy-one psychologists, his pupils contracted 'suddenly'!

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