Chapter 316: Inhuman (124) (1st + 2nd) [VIP]
The three people's fighting suddenly froze.
Three pairs of eyes suddenly widened a little.
Three people spoke at the same time: "Huh?"
This performance is surprisingly unified.
Bai Jinshu silently held his forehead.
With three surprisingly identical faces reacting in unison, it really feels like they are seeing triplets.
Especially since these three were fighting each other just a few seconds ago, but now they are all so stunned by Cen Bingqi's amnesia. Bai Jinshu sighed that these three were like triplets, and silently slandered them in his heart:
Is Cen Bingqi some kind of dog training master? Why did he react like this after hearing that he had lost his memory?
"No," Cen Bingqi was the first one to react among the three stunned people. He blinked and felt that his cerebellum was about to shrink. He organized his words for several seconds before speaking. He subconsciously loosened his arm and scratched his head, then walked towards Bai Jinshu, "Cen Bingqi, are you kidding me?"
"Damn it, Cen Bingqi, why are you letting go of me now?" As soon as he subconsciously loosened his hand, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
A strong wind blew nearby, and Cen Bingqi was forced to come out of his daze. He cursed: "You didn't play enough just now, and you want to play another round, right?"
The moment he let go, the unknown person who had been suppressed by two people suddenly jumped up and grabbed Cen Bingqi who was holding his other hand.
Cen Bingqi instantly let go, stepped back several steps, and kicked forward.
Missed the kick.
The man in the middle escaped from control in an instant, twitched his lips, glanced at him, and then rushed towards Bai Jinshu at an astonishing speed.
Cen Bingqi flew forward and exchanged a few moves with him. It was obvious that he was hesitant about something and did not dare to use any force.
It was this lack of courage to use force that gave the opponent a chance to escape. This man had no desire to fight and, relying on the fact that Cen Bingqi did not dare to kill him, he attacked his vital points and forced him to retreat several steps.
As soon as he pulled away, the man rushed towards him again.
"Stop it!" Cen Bingqi shouted.
"I know." Cen Bingqi slapped his right cheek lightly and bounced back instantly. "This time it's mine."
"Nonsense, I'll definitely win this time!" Cen Bingqi fought with him for a few moves and started cursing in anger.
"But even though it was my fault for letting go," Cen Bingqi changed the subject, "Don't you have any responsibility at all?"
Cen Bingqi was furious: "I don't have a fart!"
The three people who had just been giving him dull looks in harmony started fighting again in an instant.
However, this time Bai Jinshu was just a bystander rather than the one being affected in the foreground.
As a bystander, you can see even more information.
Cen Bingqi and Cen Bingqi were obviously worried about something when facing him. He didn't know about the latter, but when the former appeared in the front and took action, Bai Jinshu watched the whole process.
At that time, Cen Bingqi's attacks were extremely ruthless, and every move was aimed at the vital points of the replica. Even though Bai Jinshu had not systematically studied martial arts, he could feel from the first-person perspective that after he said he would kill the other party, Cen Bingqi's murderous intent suddenly became stronger.
But now, Cen Bingqi was obviously considering something, and he didn't seem to want to hurt the other party.
Or rather...their way of fighting is actually very weird.
Bai Jishu narrowed his eyes and saw that when Cen Bingqi tried to counterattack the opponent from behind, the man did not retreat but instead moved forward and actually offered his neck, the weakest part of his body, to his hands.
If this were to happen, he would either die or faint.
Not to mention that he offered his neck voluntarily.
And this is what he meant by weird.
The opponent took the initiative to offer his vital point, but Cen Bingqi not only did not go forward to knock the opponent out, but instead avoided this position in a very awkward posture.
The two of them were trying their best to avoid hurting this person, while this person was trying every possible means to make them hurt himself during the fight. There were several times when they were almost on the verge of life and death. If there were people who were not aware of the previous situation and were watching nearby, they would probably wonder what the three were fighting about.
Don't take action when you should, and don't avoid when you should.
This caused their fight to look extremely strange, with the two men missing their opportunities, while the one being besieged exposed his weaknesses time and time again.
I'm afraid the situation between these three people, or the situation of this group of Cen Bing's "qi", is not as harmonious as he speculated in the foreground.
There are also some very secret secrets involved.
The man who was being besieged... Bai Jin couldn't clearly state his name, but just like when he faced Cen Bingqi, the number [11] naturally emerged in his mind, when he thought of the other party, another number also naturally emerged in his mind.
【27】.
What does this mean?
What are the serial numbers of these people?
Bai Jinshu narrowed his eyes. What is Cen Bingqi's serial number?
Just as he was thinking, the three people who were fighting each other finally decided the winner.
Although Cen Bingqi and Cen Bingqi were forced back step by step by their opponents and cursed at each other and took the blame during the fight, they were in perfect harmony when they started fighting. Although it took them some effort, they still managed to control their opponents again.
The living room was in such a mess at this point that it was almost as messy as if a tornado had passed through it.
Bai Jin said that he didn't think [27] was coming for him, and [27] had no intention of killing him.
In other words, [27] didn't seem to just want to kill him.
He was heading towards the front desk to control his body consciousness, but Bai Jinshu's position happened to be at the entrance to the consciousness villa at the front desk, so it created the illusion that he was coming for him.
[27] When he was restrained, he was only a few steps away from Bai Jinshu. He was pinned to the ground by two people. His facial expression was not clear, but one could hear him chuckle in a very nervous manner.
"What's the point of locking me up?" When he was lifted up by the two men, he even glanced at the calm Bai Jinshu with his peripheral vision, his eyes full of mockery, "Everyone heard what No. 1 shouted before, but I just acted the fastest. Are you so confident that others won't come out to fight for control?"
"Would you like an apple? Have one," Cen Bingqi ignored his words and glanced at him. He picked up a pear from the table and stuffed it into his mouth without even looking at it. "I hope this can stop your mouth."
Cen Bingqi twitched his lips: "...Where did you get the pears?"
If fruit could shut other people up, he would be willing to stuff a pound of pears into Cen Bingqi's mouth every day.
"Of course it's custom-made for the special guest, Cen Bingqi," Cen Bingqi said with a fake smile, "Can we put him back first and then talk? You really like this feeling of unlimited additions, don't you? You're such a good young man who loves his work."
"If it happens a third time, go and solve it yourself." Cen Bingqi was blunt.
Cen Bingqi quickly retorted: "I solve it? If you leave such an important matter to me, I will definitely mess it up for you to see, and then we will all die together."
The two of them finished their quick exchange of words, then looked at each other and looked at Bai Jinshu tacitly.
What kind of kindergarten student behavior is this...
Bai Jinshu twitched his lips, thinking that the looks of these two people could probably be interpreted as "Cen Bingqi, why don't you say something!"
What can he say...
Bai Jinshu blinked, stretched out his hand towards the two of them, and motioned them to do as they please.
Let's lock this guy up first.
Seeing the two people curling their lips at the same time, rolling their eyes at each other, and going upstairs together carrying [27], Bai Jinshu glanced around and found a sofa that was barely unaffected by the battle and sat down.
The sofa felt soft to the touch, and Bai Jinshu sank into it the moment he sat down. This sofa didn't seem to be made of materials that could exist in the real world and didn't follow the basic laws of physics. Before he could even exert any force, he felt his entire body being wrapped up in the sofa.
He seemed to be sitting on the wrong sofa, number four...
The moment Bai Jinshu sank into the sofa, these words flashed through his mind.
Who is number four?
How can someone who can use this kind of sofa have good taste? Bai Jinshu twitched his lips and couldn't help but slander in his heart. He stood up from the sofa with great difficulty using his hands and feet and stood on the floor of the living room again.
This time he didn't dare to sit anywhere casually.
Glancing around, he found that this was the only small area that was not affected by the fight. He simply found a cabinet, half leaned against it, raised his head, and began to search for the three men.
Cen Bingqi and Cen Bingqi seemed to have taken [27] to the top floor, then opened the door in perfect harmony, threw the person in, and closed the door in one go.
This is probably what this person meant before by "you lock me up".
After physically closing the door, it was unknown what the two of them said upstairs. Cen Bingqi glanced furtively at his position a few times, and then pushed and shoved to open the room on the third floor. It was unknown what he said to the people in the room, and then turned around and walked downstairs with Cen Bingqi, muttering to himself.
The two of them looked at each other furtively. Bai Jinshu smiled back without disguising his expression. Their eyes occasionally met a few times. Cen Bingqi had a cold face and it was hard to tell, but Cen Bingqi's guilty look was almost overflowing.
Bai Jinshu pressed his forehead against his.
Although he didn't know whether he was "Cen Bingqi" or what happened to his amnesia, it was obvious that this Cen Bingqi seemed to have taken the blame on himself due to some wrong judgments, and now he felt quite guilty.
But after watching for so long, he had a rough idea of the current situation.
The specific situation of this group of people is unclear, but it is very likely that Cen Bingqi himself has a very special status and is a person with a lot of say among the crowd.
Among the remaining people, a small number have a say slightly lower than his, such as the two here now.
It is not clear why Cen Bingqi took the initiative, but the other two people obviously relied on force.
In this group of people whose names are all in the format of Cen Bing "qi", there are a few people who seem to be different from the peaceful majority. They want to destroy the current situation and will run out to fight for the initiative if not noticed. Therefore, Cen Bingqi and Cen Bingqi joined forces to suppress them at the bottom of consciousness. This is reflected in the consciousness villa, where they are locked in the room and are not allowed to come out.
Once they find an opportunity, these people will try every possible means to get to the forefront.
We don't know what dangers will arise if they successfully take control of their bodies, but it will definitely not be a good thing.
For now, it seems that these two people are still on the side of the majority. They will help everyone suppress the minority with bad intentions and will take the initiative to solve the problem when the body is facing a crisis.
It seems that most of these people in consciousness pose no threat to him, and some even bring more benefits than disadvantages.
Bai Jinshu withdrew his gaze thoughtfully, and he almost knew what was going on with these people.
He originally came here to understand the situation and find a solution. Since most of them hope for the body's health, he doesn't have to worry about these people causing trouble when his front desk shows up.
He originally wanted to talk, or at least get something clear, but as soon as he came in, he was confronted with two fights. The lunch break was already short, and if he stayed any longer, the live broadcast in the afternoon would probably have to start.
Missing the live show is a small matter, but it would be a big deal if the imitation product appeared again when he lost consciousness and had no idea what was happening in the outside world.
Thinking of this, Bai Jinshu simply stood up from the cabinet and nodded to the two similar faces who finally came downstairs in front of him: "I have something else to do outside, I'll go out first, if you have anything to say, let's talk tonight, if you have anything urgent, come out and find me directly."
He took a few steps toward the door, and suddenly seemed to remember: "By the way, watch out, and try not to fight."
Bai Jinshu pointed at the sun's acupoint and said, "It's very messy."
He wouldn't be able to control his body if the fight started.
The main door of the villa was indeed the entrance to the front and back ends. As soon as Bai Jinshu opened the door, he felt as if his limbs were gradually returning to their positions, and he lay on his side on the bed.
Before he came out, there seemed to be another consciousness in the foreground maintaining the body's basic reactions. Feeling that it was him who came out, he transitioned very smoothly from the foreground to the backstage without saying a word.
This person should be Cen Bingqi, the one who called out everyone with one shout, and ended up calling out several dangerous people.
As soon as Bai Jinshu entered the body, he felt the two people he had left behind in his mind and Cen Bingqi who had just returned stunned for a few seconds. Finally, Cen Bingqi asked, "Ah? You call this amnesia? It doesn't look like it. He is not exactly the same as before. Look at his tone, he looks like he dislikes the two of us."
Cen Bingqi: "Uh..."
"It's you he dislikes," Cen Bingqi said coldly, "and he himself admitted that he had lost his memory."
"It's definitely you who is disliked," Cen Bingqi quickly shifted the blame, "It was fine when I went out last time, so it must have gone bad when you went out, Cen Bingqi, you should reflect on this."
Cen Bingqi clenched his fists: "...Do you want to fight?"
Cen Bingqi said: "Cen Bingqi doesn't allow fighting. Don't ruin other people's affairs. You have no sense of propriety."
Cen Bingqi was silent for a few seconds, as if he was looking for a way to fight back.
A few seconds later, Cen Bingqi grumbled a few times: "What are you doing... Damn, this pear is so sweet? Damn, that grandson got a taste of the sweetness, next time get some bitter melon."
Cen Bingqi: "Even food can't stop your mouth."
Bai Jinshu: ...
He had figured out that it was possible for the two to not fight, but it would be difficult for them not to perform crosstalk in his mind.
Fortunately, it didn't have any impact just because there were two people performing crosstalk next to me.
Bai Jinshu felt around with his hands, supported himself on the edge of the bed, and sat up.
"Ersi? Are you feeling better? Are the painkillers working?" Herbisk's voice rang out instantly.
Bai Jinshu turned his head to look at him and found that the man was sitting on the table beside the bed with a tablet on the table, and seemed to be working on something.
He realized later that he had not seen Herbisk doing any work in the past few days. He probably had a lot of documents on hand and could only deal with them whenever he had time.
"Much better...it doesn't hurt anymore," Bai Jinshu pressed his solar plexus. He realized belatedly that he was very hungry, so he sat up. "Are you working? Director Qiao outside..."
"Director Qiao said that if you don't feel well, you don't have to record this afternoon." Before he could finish his words, Herbisk suddenly stood up and interrupted him. He turned around and put the back of his hand on his forehead while taking his temperature. He turned around and blinked at him. "The crew was worried that you caught a cold, so they sent you some cold medicine. I'll check to see if you have a fever."
Herbisk's action was obviously intended to stop him from continuing to talk about Director Qiao.
The topic about what Director Qiao can be is nothing more than a copy of Director Qiao.
Currently, only the six of them know about the replica. The fact that Herbisk stopped him from mentioning relevant information in a room where only the two of them were present could only mean that there were other people in the room.
The door was closed and there were bushes outside the villa window that were difficult to enter. After ruling out the two options, Bai Jinshu's eyes turned and he instantly thought of the camera.
There are cameras installed in the guests' rooms by the program team at the beginning. Who started the live broadcast when he was sick?
He was thinking about it, but his expression didn't show at all. He let Herbisk take his temperature and then pressed his solar plexus: "Do you have a fever?"
Perhaps because he knew there was a live camera, he put on a full show. Even though he knew Bai Jinshu didn't have a fever, Herbiskus put the back of his hand on his face to feel it for a few seconds and said, "Probably not. You should lie down for a while."
"I'm not lying down anymore," Bai Jinshu shook his head, got off the bed, looked around, and felt that everything was fine except that his mouth was a little dry. "I feel much better. Maybe it's because I didn't get enough rest these days."
"I'm so hungry, is there anything to eat?" He walked to the table naturally, picked up a glass of water and took a sip, "I'll eat something quickly to prepare for the afternoon recording."
"That's my cup... forget it." Herbisk really wanted him to rest more, but Ersi's current situation clearly showed that he was planning to hurry out. It was definitely not a headache that he suddenly became unsteady without saying anything, but this was not a good time to ask more questions.
"I'll go ask the crew for you," Herbiskus came out from the other side, "The lunch boxes provided by the crew are all cold at this time."
"Let me order some takeout...Have you eaten?" The second half of the sentence was of course directed to Herbisk.
"No," the other person pointed to the tablet, "I suddenly have some work to deal with."
"Then you come with me." Bai Jinshu looked around the room and soon found that the camera in Herbisk's room was installed in the upper left corner. He finished drinking the water in the cup, naturally picked up his mobile phone and sat on the edge of the bed, unlocking the screen in the blind spot of the camera.
Sure enough, there are already 99+ messages in the group chat.
Bai Jinshu looked up and saw that most of the conversations were about Director Qiao. Until half an hour ago, Huang Mao suddenly sent a link to the group and said: [Fuck, Er Si, are you sick?]
Scallion: [? ]
Xiaoying: [What's going on?]
Huangmao: [It's all over the internet, saying that the live variety show schedule is too tight and the pressure is too great, which makes the guests sick.]
Huangmao: [@尔肆, what happened to you? Weren't you fine just now? Why did we, the same production crew, only know about your illness last? ]
Hibiscus: [He has a headache and is resting in my room. How did you know he was sick online? ]
Huangmao: [Ah? Because it's live, don't you know? ]
Huangmao: [Damn, is this a live broadcast accident? The crew's live broadcast camera has no background control, it is connected to the network after waking up. Maybe there were too many people in your room just now, and someone accidentally kicked your camera away, and Ersi was sick and was directly broadcast...]
Nian Yu: […It’s really being broadcast, but the footage is blurry and the images are not very clear. Some people online say it’s a script and some say it’s hype, but most people say that Er Si was a little off during the live broadcast that morning. It seems that he is really sick.]
Hibiscus: [I'll go close it.]
Huang Mao: [Hey wait, Director Qiao said don’t shut it down, we’ll come back soon, wait for him to come back, otherwise you’d better be careful of someone buying a black trending search. ]
Hibiscus: [?]
Conghua: [I got sick from filming the show, and the blame is all on the production team... Ersi has so many fans, if you turn off the camera now, you'll be an accomplice in the exploitation.]
Seeing this, Bai Jinshu pressed his solar plexus slightly.
The intentions of Huangmao and the remaining few people were very clear. Everyone thought that his current illness was caused by meeting the replica of Director Qiao and killing four people in one breath in two consecutive days.
But in fact, he was not the one who killed someone, and meeting a replica was not a big problem. His headache was mainly caused by the voices in his head.
But these fans and others have no idea.
The camera was accidentally knocked open. Whoever tried to turn it off would get into trouble. It would be better for him to just walk out with a clear conscience.
Bai Jinshu let out a long sigh. He had no intention of embarrassing the program's public relations and staff, so he simply opened the door and walked out.
When the staff outside saw him come out, they all looked like they were saved.
It is true that there is still some time before the recording time, but even if Bai Jinshu wants to participate now, the staff probably won't dare to let him.
Several guests were sitting on the sofa during the recording of the program. There were no cameras outside, so everyone was more direct in expressing their concern.
Nianyu and Xiaoying secretly pulled him over. Hong Conghua changed the subject to distract the staff. A line of words flashed on Nianyu's phone screen: "Your illness has nothing to do with the replica, right?"
Bai Jinshu whispered to Nianyu and Xiaoying, "It's okay. It has nothing to do with that. It's just my old migraine problem."
At the same time, he felt that some consciousness was emerging from the background.
Someone came out to look for him?
Bai Jinshu remained calm and dealt with the problem in front of him first: "What's wrong? Did you find anything while following Director Qiao?"
“Director Qiao didn’t…” The two looked at each other, Nian Yu nodded, and Xiao Ying lowered her voice and said, “It was the memory of a person like me who died yesterday that I gained.”
"We followed Director Qiao outside, and Xiaoying saw a passerby and suddenly remembered a memory about the fake person," Hong Conghua appeared here at some point and spoke softly, "She said she seemed to remember walking out of a villa with that person. We were planning to look for the room in our memory, but we ended up walking to the location of the room in the villa yesterday. Xiaoying recognized the room at a glance as N119 that Huangmao entered yesterday."
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