"Character?" Sunglasses man is still a little confused. Maybe he has understood it, but he refuses to admit it. As Xia Na said, his face was very ugly at this time, almost without a trace of blood, and his body was trembling slightly. But because he was controlled by master ball and Ling Mo at the same time, he could only hold on in the case of inner fear.

It's certainly not a good feeling that a person's biggest secret has suddenly been revealed. Similarly, as a person with secrets, Ling Mo is quite familiar with the mentality of sunglasses man at this time. However, in his opinion, the reason why Sunglasses man can keep his secret is related to his weird ability, but more importantly, it is because of his identity.

"The whole Nirvana stood in front of him. If it weren't for my choice to sneak in, listening to Lao LAN talk about some of his situations, and taking the risk of swallowing, he might not be able to find this. He never exposed himself to ordinary members, but also to prevent being discovered? Even if this possibility is very small, he still tried to avoid it, and the degree of caution is obvious..."

Ling Mo secretly analyzed it, and then said, "after noticing these problems, I began to guess your ability. How did you achieve this when two people with obviously different positions turned out to be the same person in essence? Think more carefully, in fact, what you really have in common is mental strength. Of course, the character you showed at the beginning should also be the same... Am I right?"

"Hum..." the sunglasses man snorted coldly, but he had involuntarily avoided Ling Mo's line of sight.

"But after the master ball controlled you, your character changed. I think this is the character characteristic of the original owner of this body?" Ling Mo said here. A look of interest has flashed in his eyes. Powers like this that can manipulate other creatures through mental power. In fact, it should be called control system. Ordinary psychic powers are powerful. It is impossible to achieve direct control.

"In this way, this body can't be counted as your noumenon... In fact, I've also made some guesses about your powers, such as the possibility of noumenon incarnating brain worms, or mental shadow incarnation..."

"How can it be!" Sunglassman couldn't help it.

This man... What did he regard other people's abilities as!

"Don't get excited, I haven't finished yet. Another acceptable saying is probably 'zombie gun', which treats your mental power as some kind of radiation that can be emitted, and then disturbs the central nervous system of the target. Finally, it affects the other party's mood and behavior..." Ling Mo's tone became serious again, and it sounded very serious.

Instead, Xia Na pricked her ears and heard it clearly, and immediately said with a laugh: "directly apply the products of the war nation plan..."

"Haha... I almost believe it." The man in dark glasses suddenly laughed. He stared at Ling Mo for a while and said, "you can think of so much in such a short time. I really underestimated you before... If I weren't very confident in my hiding, I would like to doubt whether the death of No. 0 was a test you made in advance. It's terrible, but it's a pity it's wrong."

"0 is also you?" Ling Mo asked in surprise.

"Of course not, it's just a failure." Sunglasses man said.

Ling Mo pondered for a moment. Suddenly smiled: "I understand, fusion, right?"

The corner of the sunglasses man's mouth suddenly twitched. But he didn't speak.

Ling Mo stood up on his knees, bowed his head and said to the sunglasses man, "your biggest mistake is that you don't choose the fusion object well. After your mental power is fully suppressed by the master ball, the original master consciousness hidden in your subconscious will emerge. And you... You are much weaker than the real big old board."

"Lying in the trough, you... Sobbing!"

Looking at the sunglasses man who was gagged again, Ling Mo patted his coat and whispered, "you're a big boss, but you're not a big boss. Now that you have your own consciousness, don't you want to exist as an independent individual? As for the induction from there..." he turned his head and looked in the direction of Nirvana headquarters, with a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth, "He just wants to sacrifice you and save him. You may think this is a kind of self sacrifice, but did he instill this idea into you?"

"Think about it. If you cooperate with me, you can live longer."

"Sobbing!" Sunglasses man continued to struggle, but after being seen through by Ling Mo, his resistance to this level only needed a mental disturbance to get rid of it.

Spiritual fusion... The way this power is used looks complex, but it's simple to say.

Give priority to your own spiritual energy, and then forcibly integrate the spiritual light of other individuals, even if you create a "separate body" for yourself.

The thinking mode of "separation" is consistent with the noumenon, but it is not exactly the same. From the situation just now, there is a certain inductive ability between these separators and noumenon, which can even vaguely affect each other. However, the degree of influence and the number of separations are certainly limited.

If you just let the sunglasses man out of control, it will inevitably lead to the prisoner's loss of function.

But what he didn't expect was that Ling Mo had learned this

At the moment of turning around, Ling Mo's eyes also flashed a smile.

When he finished saying that, the mental fluctuation of sunglasses man suddenly changed for a moment

"No matter how failed, it can not be used as your reference." Ling Mo curled his lips and thought.

……

An hour later, in the corridor of Nirvana headquarters.

After enduring hundreds of screams, the closed door finally opened.

Several guards who were patrolling immediately walked over and dragged out three body bags from inside in less than two minutes.

Listening to the friction sound of those black bags dragging on the ground, the team leader could hardly sit still.

Although he had guessed the result when the scream gradually weakened, he couldn't calm down at the thought of entering the room immediately!

At this time, another guard turned around and waved in the direction of the team leader from a distance: "something, come here."

Captain song turned to look at him and said, "go."

"I don't want to go!" The captain wailed in his heart.

Calm has been restored in the room. Standing at the door and looking inward, I just feel that the space is very large and the household furnishings are also very luxurious. After the body was dragged away, there was no blood left on the ground. You can't see any torture tools at a glance, but there are compartments on both sides. Maybe one of them is the torture room

The thought that three people had just died here made the team leader feel his legs and stomach spin.

The place where we talked was also in a compartment, but after entering, the team leader was stunned.

"Why are you?" He asked subconsciously.

The man sitting opposite, he actually knows

But this person is not a big boss, but an ordinary member, probably spiritual

The team leader immediately thought of the statement that he had tried the spy before, but this man didn't look like he had been tried

In addition to his pale face, his expression looked very relaxed, even with an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

But in that trace of pleasure, there is also a little anger.

The team leader always felt that this person's expression was somewhat inconsistent, as if two completely different emotions were mixed together

"Have you seen me?" The other party suddenly tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "forget it, anyway, I'm now the agent of the big boss. Tell me everything you have."

"Ah?" The team leader still hasn't reacted.

"What does Ling want you to bring?" The other party has asked directly to the topic.

"This..." the team leader hesitated slightly, but the other party stared at him impatiently.

Being stared at by him, the team leader immediately felt a chill on the bottom of his feet and hurriedly said, "I said..."

Well, it's better to face the agent than to face the big boss directly

"Because Ling Ge said he would convey it to the boss himself, so I..." the team leader said stumblingly as he recalled. "What he said was that a litter of mice looked troublesome, but in fact, as long as he caught one of them, he was equivalent to fixing the whole litter of mice. He also said that what the mice were thinking in their hearts, he had plenty of ways to force it out. If the remaining mice didn't obey, he didn't mind being tough."

The other party was silent for a moment and asked, "is that all?"

"I also said... Let the big boss have a long memory and recall that taste. Don't think he is alarmist." The team leader's cold sweat came out again.

"Isn't that what he said?" The other side said again.

The team leader smiled and said, "that's what it means..."

"Trying to force us to throw a rat repellent... This threat... Is really arrogant. But he really thought I would be afraid?"

The other party's fingers knocked on the table, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Even if he was not stared at by the other party, the team leader still felt a killing intention.

"Is there anything else?" The other party suddenly asked again.

The team leader bit his teeth and said, "he said... Don't make him anxious, or you'll step on them one by one... Step on them. If you have a seed, try it."

"Pa!"

The agent slapped on the table, and the team leader immediately shivered.

After waiting for two minutes, the agent waved and said, "get out! By the way, call the guard at the door."

"OK..." the team leader almost ran away and opened the door. At the moment of stepping out, his brain was still wondering, how could this man suddenly become so murderous? That kind of ruthless momentum, not everyone can pretend

When closing the door, the team leader heard a low roar inside: "Ling, I want you to die!" (to be continued, please search floating astronomy, the novel is better and updated faster!

PS: Happy Dragon Boat Festival! I wonder if you are a salty party or a sweet party?