Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

In Luo Zhen's view, this kind of person has no value of whitewashing.

After getting the contents in his hand, wash away the memory and let him be an ordinary person.

In fact, Luo Zhen suggested more than once to take this kind of dead person as D-level consumables.

If no one dies, forget it. If someone dies, that person should be held accountable.

This somewhat extreme idea was of course dismissed.

"Who are you?"

Jintang Dahe looked at Luo Zhen in horror, and screamed fiercely.

He had a premonition that his dream would end before it even started.

No super powers, no road to hegemony, no longer exist.

"Tsk, have you brought Veritaserum?"

"what?"

The expatriate with the bag was taken aback.

Is this too extreme?

Veritaserum is very irritating to the human body, and if the dose is too much, it may leave some sequelae.

"No? Hypnosis is also fine, as long as this guy can tell the truth."

Scratching his head, Luo Zhen urged.

He doesn't want to spend his time in this place.

Finish early, leave work early.

"I try my best."

Nodding, the investigator with the bag walked up to Jintang and started negotiating.

He hasn't been told much about the containment.

Just vaguely know some.

For the student in front of him, he still has a trace of kindness.

In his view, this is just a child who has not grown up.

It is also understandable not to be able to clearly distinguish right from wrong.

Luo Zhen, who is also a high school student, does not agree with this view.

In Luo Zhen's view, high school students already possess the ability to judge right from wrong.

Anything that didn't grow up, or was a kid, was an excuse.

After about one or two minutes, Kindo Yamato explained everything.

Although the people who negotiated with him seemed quite friendly, Luo Zhen who dealt with the rest of the people basically had nothing to do with the word 'friendly'.

He watched Luo Zhen use A-level material amnestics on a boy who didn't cooperate.

When the boy's head made a muffled sound, his heart also trembled.

When Luo Zhen looked at him with a baseball bat, he couldn't help it anymore, and confided everything he knew.

"A talking mirror?"

About a week ago, Yamato Kindo picked up a mirror.

That mirror seemed to have some magical powers, so Kindo Yamato took it home and put it up.

At first he thought it was just an ordinary mirror, but unexpectedly it started talking.

For the first time, Luo Zhen thought of the magic mirror in Snow White.

It is said that he knows everything and answers all questions.

However, the mirror of Jindo Yamato is somewhat different from the magic mirror.

It will only answer some of the questions, not all questions.

When encountering a question that you don't know, you will directly answer that you don't know.

"Is that mirror in your house now?"

"Yes."

Nodding his head, Jintang Dahe looked at Luo Zhen with some fear.

For some reason, he always felt that there was a dangerous aura about this person.

He, an ordinary person, should not be able to perceive this kind of thing, but he did.

"Take him to the nearest base of the Institute for an examination, and then perform amnesiac."

"Ok."

The member in charge of recording nodded and immediately reported the matter here.

After receiving the news, the Institute immediately dispatched a team to surround the home of Yamato Chido.

Chapter 30 oh my god

In the home of Jintang Yamato, Luo Zhen stood in front of a full-length mirror covered by curtains.

Now there is a question in his mind.

What kind of mood did Yamato Kindo have at the beginning to pick up this mirror that looked very wrong?

The dark purple frame was stained with spots of unknown liquid.

Some looked like dried blood, or something else.

At the top of the mirror, a skull wearing a wizard hat stared at the void in front of him with empty eye sockets.

There seemed to be some secret hidden in those empty eye sockets.

But in fact it was just a decoration.

When Yamato Kindo communicated with this mirror, he learned that the frame and the mirror surface are two parts.

The mirror frame is an ordinary iron handicraft, and the mirror surface. . .

"Oh my God, look who's here?"

"I'll bet it's definitely not the young fellow. Poor young man, he doesn't know what pain he's suffering now!"

"Holy Mary, this is really bad, it's like burnt apple pie."

A very uncomfortable translation voice came from under the curtain.

The voice sounded a bit like a sarcastic woman.

But there are only two people in this room.

One is Luo Zhen, and the other is an investigator of the institute.

"What happened to the relevant test report?"

Without immediately responding to the talkative mirror, Luo Zhen turned to look at the investigator of the research institute and asked.

"Judging from the test results, Chido Yamato's spirit is normal, and there is no sign of being disturbed."

After Chido Yamato was sent to the institute, the scientists on standby at the institute immediately gave Chido Yamato a full-body examination.

This includes a mental examination.

With the research institute's technology, let alone mental disorders.

Even if there is a problem with the soul, it can be found, and then it will be corrected for you.

"Including picking up this ugly mirror?"

Pointing to the covered mirror, Luo Zhen said in a 'whispered voice'.

To be honest, the image of this mirror is really a little sorry for the audience.

The mirror surface is okay, but it's just wearing Shamat makeup.

The frame is like a decompressed pattern drawn by a drunk artist throwing up on the toilet.

"Yes, at present, it is entirely out of his own subjective wish that Yamato Chido retrieved the mirror."

Speaking of this, the investigator couldn't help scratching his head.

He really couldn't understand Zhong's behavior of picking things up at will.

Although Jindo Yamato's parents are not elites, their salary is pretty good.

Jintang Yamato's pocket money is also the kind that has a lot of students.

What on earth was he thinking about picking this thing up and taking it home?

"Oh man, for God's sake, can you please, I mean if you can, get this stinky-sock-smelling curtain off me?"

"God, this is really too unacceptable."

The mirror under the curtain was still chattering, trying to talk to Luo Zhen.

But in Luo Zhen's view, this guy is just talking to himself habitually.

At least he didn't feel that the mirror was eager to communicate with others.

Its chatter is more of a self-entertainment.

Rubbing his smooth chin, Luo Zhen said:

"Oh, put away your poor translation accent."

"Your stupid translation accent is as tiresome as Granny Susie's corny tales."

"I promise, if, I mean if, you talk in your groundhog translator voice again, I'm going to kick your ass hard with my boot! I promise!"

As Papa said, use magic to defeat magic.

In the same way, it is necessary to use the interpreter's accent to deal with the interpreter's accent.