Chapter 692 The Moment of Eating (7)

Of course Fu Qian was not really confused, after all, he was talking nonsense about Patch.

Just being crazy has to look like a lunatic. Even if all he hears is the braying of horses, it does not prevent him from playing an awakened Patch.

As for what Cynthia said later, no matter how good her acting skills are, one thing is certain.

She's a true tester and doesn't care if she can "escape" Patch's mental infestation.

As long as this is confirmed, her motivation for saying anything can be attributed to her desire to test and observe.

How could such a person easily believe his own words?

Her subsequent words were a temptation to doubt herself after disguising herself.

As for her behavior, Fu Qian's choice was to show hesitation and self-doubt cooperatively, and even asked to go down and listen to the horse's braying again.

Of course, this is only the first level, and eventually Dr. Cynthia will realize that she made this gesture on purpose just to tease her.

The reason for doing this is also very simple.

If you firmly believe that you are more than one Patch, then you will become an ordinary case, and you may enter a series of boring compliance procedures in the future.

Taking into account subjectivity requires being more distinctive.

So Fu Qian decisively went a step further and showed an extremely bad deceitful nature, even trying to deceive the doctor.

Of course, there are risks in doing so. After all, liars also need confidants.

When the acting skills are too good, if Dr. Cynthia cannot see any flaws, it will inevitably not have the desired effect, but will instead become a cocoon.

Fortunately, Dr. Cynthia lived up to her expectations.

Although I'm not sure what method she used, she really "saw" herself.

"You call this fun?"

Dr. Cynthia finally had fire in her eyes.

"You unreasonable lunatic!"

"Unreasonable? Why are you so sure that 'reason' is on your side?"

"What you believe must be true? Just because a bunch of idiots agree with each other?"

Facing the unstable scientific researchers, Fu Qian naturally started logical rape.

"Stop trying to influence me, Mr. Patch."

Dr. Cynthia sneered again.

"As I said just now, in view of your performance, we will give you some special treatment."

"Although I can't understand it, I still want to say that communicating with this level of 'Patch' actually made me have a different interest, so I hope you won't disappoint me."

Is the psychological adjustment so fast? A true professional.

Fu Qian thought to himself and nodded.

"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed."

Piu!

The next moment he stretched out his hand and gestured to Dr. Cynthia, making a firing sound from his mouth.

Compared with Eiko Kuraki who was trembling violently, the doctor was obviously much calmer. He just used his eyes to signal the two guards to control Fu Qian.

"But if possible, I still want to go down there again before the sound stops - to find my true self, hahahaha..."

Ending with a standard villain laugh, Fu Qian was escorted out by two guards.

…

A few minutes later, Fu Qian was locked in a new confined space.

The difference from before is that the protection here looks much more exaggerated, and there are even several guards directly guarding the outside.

It's clear that given Fu Qian's outstanding performance, his risk assessment has improved significantly.

Of course, Fu Qian was always concerned about how to find Gaoya Ulrich.

The most ideal situation is that the person is paying attention to you through monitoring.

This is not impossible.

After all, based on experience, the character he wants to eliminate has a high probability to be closely related to this project.

However, in view of the professionalism shown in this test so far, I did not directly say the name as a test before paying, so as not to alert the snake.

Of course, if the target is too uncooperative, don't blame yourself for using more violent methods.

Fortunately, the professionals did not let themselves down.

…

About half an hour later, Fuzen was sitting quietly on the only chair in the room when he suddenly sneezed.

The next moment he raised his right hand and rubbed his nose, as if he had been chilled by the cold wind.

However, it was just such a simple action that he seemed to have difficulty completing.

After rubbing his nose, he didn't even lower his hand normally. Fu Qian's whole body was already fixed there, motionless, and even his expression became calm.

This posture lasted for about a minute, and with a click sound, the door of the room was opened from the outside.

First two guards stood beside him, followed closely by a short and fat man.

She looks like she is in her fifties or sixties, wearing a lab coat similar to Cynthia's, but her posture is much more leisurely.

"Hello, Mr. Patch."

After looking up and down, this person put his hands behind his back and said hello with a smile.

"Hello."

Fu Qian's posture did not change at all, and he said hello with a dull expression.

"How do you feel now?"

The visitor continued to ask.

"Not bad, very quiet."

"Sorry, it's just a means to soothe the mind. Due to the assessment of your danger, we have to take some safety measures."

The man nodded and explained with a smile.

"Please be assured that this will not cause permanent damage to you, it will just give you some peace of mind for a short period of time."

"And to a certain extent, it will also make our subsequent communications more candid."

"Considering the timeliness, we'd better not waste time."

"My first question is simple. What should I call you now? Mr. 9527, or Patch?"

"Being calmer, huh?"

Fu Qian ignored the man's question and looked at his right hand hanging aside.

The next moment, he slowly raised his hand and placed it on one side of his face.

Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, sharp nails scratched his cheek, and a deep wound tore on both sides.

The man's smile instantly froze on his face.

And this was far from over. Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, he continued to move his hand upwards, all the way to the base of his ears, and drew an exaggerated smile on half of his face.

"As a person, you should be happy. It's not good to be too quiet."

Teeth were looming in the wound, and Fu Qian, who looked like a clown, continued to speak in a calm tone.

"impossible!"

The man followed Dr. Cynthia's footsteps again, his attitude of being in control of everything was no longer there, he gritted his teeth and looked at Fu Qian.

"You're too paralyzed to do this!"

"Yeah?"

Fu Qian looked at him, with different smiles on both sides of his face.

"9527 is paralyzed, what does it have to do with me, Patch?"