"Something's wrong..."
On the roof of a tall building outside Satellite City, a man in a red suit suddenly opened his eyes and frowned tightly.
The big-headed boy next to him suddenly asked nervously, "What's wrong?"
The man in the red suit looked a little pale, with an unexplainable doubt in his face.
He raised his left hand, lightly hooked his tail finger, then hooked his index finger, and then curled up the five fingers.
After clenching his palms hard, the expression on his face became more and more confused, as if he was a little confused.
After a pause, he spoke softly, "None of the puppets I left there can be contacted..."
"It's like the connection between me and them has been completely cut off."
"..."
The big-headed boy was stunned for a moment, with a surprised expression on his face.
Qin Ran asked calmly, "Which one?"
The man in the red suit's voice was dry, and he was silent for a moment before saying, "Everyone."
Qin Ran stopped talking and looked at Qinggang City's position thoughtfully.
In his hand, the lines on the instrument had undulated greatly, drawing sharp angles.
The big-headed boy on one side tilted his head and looked at the man in a white suit, and said in surprise, "What you said is a bit strange. Will the puppet be lost casually? Is it because the distance is too far and it is beyond your control?"
"No!"
The man in the red suit shook his head and said, "The range of ten kilometers is something I have tested many times."
Qin Ran remained calm and said softly, "Did you see anything before it was cut off?"
The man in the red suit thought silently for a while and said, "Before I enter the puppet's body, because each puppet has a different brain structure and a different degree of transformation, I will have a certain amount of chaos before I can truly control it. Therefore, before my vision is cleared, there will be a certain degree of noise, illusions, and large flickering blanks, etc..."
At this point, he paused slightly and then said, "I don't know if it's an illusion."
"This time, when I opened my eyes, I seemed to see a woman, and she was smiling at me..."
"..."
The big-headed boy was stunned for a moment and whispered, "Are you crazy about women?"
The man in the red suit did not respond, but looked at Qin Ran quietly.
"Then don't wait any longer!"
Qin Ran looked quietly in the direction of Qinggang City, seeming to be thinking about something.
After a while, he suddenly looked at the electronic screen remote control in his hand. There was a red button on it and said, "Get ready to evacuate!"
The big-headed boy was a little surprised and said, "Boss, you may not be able to get money for this level of data recording..."
"The experimental data recording mission of Mental Pollution bomb was declared a failure."
Qin Ran spoke very calmly. At the same time, he turned around and made a retreat gesture to the alert people.
But the decision he made surprised both the boy with the big head and the man in the red suit.
It seemed that he didn't expect the boss to give up a task so easily.
"Do you know why I can live so long?"
Qin Ran seemed to have seen what they were thinking. He glanced at them with a smile and said, "The reason is that although I have the ability, I still maintain the caution of an ordinary person. When it is time to retreat, I will never indulge my greed."
As he spoke, he didn't hesitate at all and gently pressed the button.
"What happened?"
When the sound of scissors sounded, people panicked in several places.
Under the high wall, hiding in the secret door, the person holding the camera was carefully focusing the lens on the young man standing on a blurry twisted force field. At first glance, he looked like he was flying in mid-air.
He is a senior investigator and knows that the existence of Mental Monster cannot be recorded. Therefore, he just wanted to record the young man's every move. In the process, the opponent's exaggeratedly distorted figure, extremely fast speed, and even the excited and contemptuous expression on his face when facing the Mental Monster made him frightened.
He had no idea what he was photographing, but he knew it must be valuable.
So he was so nervous that he even held his breath and just filmed silently.
But suddenly, the direction in which his camera was pointed seemed a little blurry, and the picture captured was no longer realistic.
This made him think that something was affecting the camera. He was startled and subconsciously raised his head.
Then he realized that he couldn't see anything.
Shocked in his heart, he screamed in uncontrollable horror.
A calm voice hurriedly came from the earphones. "Mole, what's the problem?"
He wanted to answer, but there was only a gurgling sound in his throat and no sound came out.
It was as if the vocal cords had been severed.
He stretched out his hand vigorously, trying to touch the camera next to him, but before his fingertips touched the camera, he found that the camera body had begun to slowly become distorted and broken, as if it was being slowly squeezed into pieces by an invisible force.
On a tall building a thousand meters away, the woman holding an over-the-horizon telescope and observing the battlefield took a cautious step back as soon as the sound of scissors sounded. At the same time, he crouched slightly, holding a black dagger in his hand, and then looked warily towards the sound. But I found that there was nothing there, nothing existed, everything seemed to be my own hallucination.
Even the mental detection alarm she wore on her waist made no sound.
"Am I too nervous?"
The woman squatted on the ground for a while before slowly getting up. She felt the wind blowing in from the open window, making her whole body feel cold.
She subconsciously lowered her head and realized that the clothes on her chest had been separated to both sides.
It looked like someone had carefully cut it in the middle with scissors.
This was quite a surprise. She jumped back quickly, took out her pistol at the same time, pointed it forward, and then quickly pointed it behind her.
Still nothing...
Only then did she react and look down.
Under the clothes that were separated to both sides, a thin streak of blood appeared, extending from the lower abdomen to the throat.
She suddenly woke up, and it wasn't just her clothes that were cut open.
In the sealed room, the person sitting quietly on the sofa was reporting to an encrypted channel, "I saw a single soldier fighting a group of Mental Monster. The magnitude of that Mental Monster was very high, and I didn't dare to get too close. But what makes me feel strange is that the single soldier now doesn't look like an individual. There seems to be a twisted spirit around him..."
His voice suddenly stopped.
The voice on the channel sounded softly, "Continue, what is the twist?"
But after shouting for a long time, there was no sound at all. The person on the other side of the channel reacted and suddenly cut off the channel.
In the deathly silence, the person sitting on the sofa has been sitting quietly.
It's just his head, but it's slightly tilted to one side.