Chapter 3 Chapter 3 The Second Vest
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Mo Shiyu chuckled, looked away, started the car, did a drift, and drove in the opposite direction of the Porsche, heading towards Kennedy Airport.
No one except him can see the card drawing system, so Mo Shiyu is not afraid of the organization discovering his secret.
In the eyes of others, he probably just had a brain twitch and was giving the middle finger to the air.
It doesn’t matter, someone stepped on the accelerator calmly.
As long as he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.
[Vodka Favorability: 78 (-1+2)]
[Gin Favorability: 60 (+0)]
[Draw Points: 6 (+1)]
Mo Shiyu chuckled, "It's been so long, and you haven't even moved."
"As expected of Gin."
Not counting the three months he was imprisoned by the doctor at the beginning, he has been in the organization for two years.
The favorability of other plot characters is steadily increasing.
Only Gin has been stuck since his favorability reached the passing line a year ago, and he won't move at all.
Even his unique "heartthrob aura" can't do anything to him.
The killer's heart is as cold and ruthless as his appearance.
However, Mo Shiyu didn't feel any regret at all.
On the contrary, he held the steering wheel, curled his lips into a smile, and murmured softly.
——
After arriving at the airport, Mo Shiyu bought a first-class ticket without hesitation.
Just kidding, the organization reimbursed me, I wish I could buy two more.
During the more than ten hours on the plane, he looked at the second character card again.
The most annoying thing about this card is that the character card's status is [Vegetative].
Yes, that’s right, it’s that vegetative person, the tactical retreat.
The reason why Mo Shiyu worked so hard to improve his favorability was to draw useful character cards, accumulate strength, and strive to leave the organization as soon as possible.
As a result, he drew a character card that could do nothing but lie unconscious in bed!
He is the unlucky one, thank you.
Just now, by the Hudson River, he was almost mad when he saw this headline. It was a good attitude that he didn't jump into the river on the spot.
Now I have finally calmed down and can barely muster up the patience to study.
【Sleeping Beautiful Boy SR】
[When I met him, he had been in a coma for many years, lying on the hospital bed, unconscious, with his eyelashes drooping, like a sleeping beauty.
He never opened his eyes.
But strangely, I've seen him in other places.]
[Function Introduction: Wearing this card will cause the body to fall into a deep sleep. However, the spirit can move within a certain range.]
[When the spirit body moves, it cannot touch objects, and only a few people can see you. ]
[Tip: If you choose to bind a new vest to a character card, the vest's identity and background are determined by the host.]
Mo Shiyu took a deep breath and wanted to slam the table.
This is the world of science! No matter how unscientific it is, there can't be magic!
Spirit body, you broke through the barrier!
Just when Mo Shiyu was silently going crazy, a young man wearing an expensive sports shirt, who looked like he was still in high school or college, walked over.
When passing by him, the airflow of the plane became unstable, and the boy's body tilted, accidentally touching Mo Shiyu's shoulder.
He was holding a red wine glass in his hand, and the little bit of red wine left in the glass spilled out from the rim of the glass and poured onto Mo Shiyu's hair.
Mo Shiyu was caught off guard and shivered slightly from the cold. The hair on the right side of his face was wet, and a few strands stuck to his cheek.
He turned his head to look at the other person, and the wine-red liquid flowed down his hair, leaving a few ambiguous wet marks on his cheek.
The young man reacted, quickly bent down, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't stand firmly."
Mo Shiyu shook his head tolerantly, curling his lips and smiling, "Don't worry, the plane is just unstable."
The young man pulled out a handkerchief, gestured to Mo Shiyu, and politely and sincerely squatted down to wipe him with his own hands, "Please let me wipe it for you."
He moved slightly closer.
In the air soaked with the aroma of red wine, the other person's fingers ran through Mo Shiyu's hair, and a soft handkerchief wrapped around his wet, smoky-gray hair draped over his black windbreaker.
Mo Shiyu watched his movements without stopping him or cooperating.
The boy with golden curly hair wiped it and smiled, "You don't look Japanese. Are you here for a trip?"
"Work."
Mo Shiyu paused for a moment before speaking.
When the other person's hand slowly moved down along his waistline and was about to touch his crotch, Mo Shiyu reached out and grabbed the other person's wrist.
He chuckled softly, "I don't recommend that."
The boy was stunned for a moment, as if he had just realized the ambiguity of this action. He quickly withdrew his hand, and a look of regret and embarrassment flashed across his face with some cute freckles, and he gave a hurried explanation.
"Uh, I didn't notice because it splashed here too... I mean, I'm sorry, I'll compensate you for the dress."
"Can you add my contact information? I'll pass it on to you."
He took out his cell phone, squatted on the ground, looked up at him, and smiled in a flattering and innocent way.
I have to say, it's quite cute.
Probably a little mixed-blood.
"..." Mo Shiyu laughed, stretching out the sound, and his voice was a little hoarse, as if he was trying to bewitch people.
The young man's attention was completely attracted. He stared blankly at the young man with long smoky gray hair leaning over and putting his lips to his ear.
"Get away from me, little brat."
The blond curly-haired boy's expression suddenly changed.
His innocent look disappeared, and in an instant, he revealed a wolf-like madness. He stared at Mo Shiyu for a long while, then grinned.
"All right."
He stood up and left without any regrets.
Mo Shiyu watched the young man leave, relaxed his body and leaned back in his chair.
He quickly forgot about this episode. Although his physique attracted perverts, he didn't take a kid of this age seriously.
He propped up his head, not caring about the smell of red wine on his body, closed his eyes lazily, and continued to think about his second vest.
During the more than ten hours of flight, Mo Shiyu roughly finalized the background of the vest.
He filled in the identity and background of the pseudonym like filling in the blanks, and revised it several times before submitting it.
[Identity set complete, testing in progress.]
[Test completed, logical, can be used, are you sure to deploy the second vest? ]
Mo Shiyu looked down at the clouds outside the window, his lips slightly raised.
"confirm."
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Mihua Police Hospital, Sanatorium Department.
A nurse was doing her routine ward rounds. She yawned as she walked out of one ward and to the next.
She flipped through the booklet in her hand.
"Shangshansheyu." She repeated the name softly. It sounded quite nice, giving her the feeling of living in seclusion in the mountains.
She is a new nurse in this hospital and doesn't know much about the place. Today is her first ward round.
This patient has been living here for several years, alone in a single room, and has not woken up for several years.
Only seventeen or eighteen years old, so young.
I don’t know what accident caused him to be unable to wake up.
The people living in this hospital are either relatives of the police or police officers.
Judging from his age, it should be the former.
She walked into the ward while looking through the medical records.
The nurse suddenly stopped.
She was stunned, staring at the scene in front of her in a daze.
It was almost dawn, and the morning light seeped in. The light shone on the face of the young man lying on the bed, and it was almost clear and transparent.
Her hair, which had not been trimmed in time, had grown to her shoulders. She had long, thick white eyelashes, white hair, and white skin. She was as beautiful as a painting, unconscious and defenseless.
Because of long-term sleep and lack of food, his collarbone exposed in his collar was sunken, his face was pale, and he was wearing a breathing mask, which made him look even more pitiful.
Some people can attract everyone's attention even when they are asleep and motionless.
He is more like a teenager than a young man.
Perhaps it was because he had fallen into a deep sleep as a teenager, and his body seemed to be frozen at that time.
The nurse looked at this scene and murmured in a daze.
"I finally understand why everyone is rushing to come to this campus."
If she could see such a handsome boy every day, would she also go to work and fight every day?
She is willing to work overtime during the New Year!
The nurse walked in lightly and carefully put an IV on his catheter. The blue veins on the back of the boy's hand were very obvious and fragile, as if they would break if touched.
Unconsciously, the nurse's movements were more gentle than usual.
Most patients who sleep for a long time will have a certain degree of muscle atrophy, but this young man does not have that. His limbs are just thinner than those of ordinary people.
It can be seen that the people who take care of him take good care of him.
The nurse sighed softly, tucked the quilt into his arms, and blessed him with love and sympathy.
"May you wake up soon."
She couldn't see that in the corner of the ward, there was a person sitting on the floor who looked exactly like the young man on the hospital bed.
The man tilted his head and watched the nurse leave, then he stood up, walked to the bed, and squinted at the boy on the bed.
White hair, white eyelashes, and red eyes under the eyelids.
It is the XP of the flower grower.
It’s a pity that she is not a beautiful girl, otherwise Mo Shiyu feels that he might fall in love with her at first sight - apart from the other frustrating aspects of this vest, her face is really beautiful.
"But I always feel that it is a bit similar to my original body. Is it my illusion?"
Mo Shiyu talked to himself.
His real body was still on the plane, but a wisp of his spirit was sent over.
As soon as the vest was confirmed, the hospital automatically created his file and added an additional ward.
Everyone naturally knew that there was a comatose patient living here for a long time, and they didn't find it strange at all.
Mo Shiyu once again felt that his golden finger was awesome, but it was still a scam.
Thinking of this, he looked at vest No. 2 carefully again.
It's not an illusion, they really look alike.
But you have to put the two of them together and compare them carefully to catch a few traces.
What is the principle behind this?
Is it because this is a vest split from his original body, so it looks a bit like the original body?
"It feels like seeing my son." Mo Shiyu touched his chin, then felt something was wrong, "Although this adopted son is about the same age as my real body."
He is just 20 years old this year, about two years older than Ma Jia.
What's wrong with being two years old? A two-year-old can be a father too!
Otherwise, how come there are so many father-son relationships in university dormitories!
"I'm just here to take a look."
Mo Shiyu touched Ma Jia's hair from across a dimension, but naturally he didn't feel anything. However, he still looked like a loving old father and said, "You can't come here anymore."
He laughed, "After all, my character is a ghost with amnesia."
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