Weird Stories: Gothic Lolita Begins

In the faded and yellowed city fantasy like an old photo, the Night Raven sailed freely.

Chasing the charming woman codenamed "Turtle Dove" at ten times the speed, the Night Raven still had the energy to use the "Illusion Crow Eye" to transform a "Illusion Crow" on the figurehead, and confirmed with Moore again: "Are you sure it's this woman? I always feel that there is something wrong..."

"I'm sure." Moore said firmly, "Although I'm not a perceptive type, your ability to restore her breath is very realistic, I will never make a mistake."

At this time, Jasmine, who had been frowning and silent with her arms around her chest since she saw the woman just now, suddenly said: "I also feel that there is a problem..."

Morr was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked: "What's the problem?"

Jasmine put down her arms, took a half step forward, held the side railing with one hand, and scratched her head with the other hand: "I can't explain it clearly... There's a sense of disharmony, anyway, there's something wrong."

Moll sighed: "This kind of answer can't be used as a basis for action."

Ye Ya looked at the woman who was walking at ten times the speed, and suddenly a light bulb went off in his head, saying: "Does the woman codenamed 'Turtle Dove' also have split personality?"

Moll recalled seriously for a moment, and denied: "As far as I know, no."

"That's strange..." Night Crow thought for a while and said, "Then is she a civilian? The kind of civilian who hasn't been involved in many lives?"

"No." Moore replied, "She was promoted from an executor... that is, a killer."

"I understand!"

Moll's sudden shouting attracted the attention of one person and one crow.

"What's wrong?" Moore asked.

"That woman," Moll pointed to the "Turtle Dove" who was walking like a ghost not far from the Night Crow, and said a little excitedly, "She is not the real 'Turtle Dove'!"

"Why do you think so?" Moore asked, with a calm appearance, he was both confused and uneasy.

"This..." Jasmine scratched her head again.

After a moment, she sighed and said, "If I have to say it, it should be 'proficiency'."

"Proficiency?" Moore frowned again.

What the hell is going on!

Fortunately, Jasmine immediately began to explain.

"Proficiency in switching personalities." Jasmine said, "Based on my... our experience with more than a thousand personalities, that woman is definitely not a turtle dove, but just a stand-in who looks exactly the same."

"The turtle dove does not have the ability of a stand-in..." Moore said hesitantly.

That woman, no matter how you look at it, is a turtle dove! Although he is not a professional perception type, he is not so bad that he can't even recognize a person...

"I don't know about that." Jasmine shrugged.

At this time, Night Crow spoke up and suddenly mentioned a term that should be irrelevant: "Super Power Factory."

"Super Power Factory..." After chewing for a while, Jasmine suddenly realized, "So that's it! If it's them, it's really easy to make a few clones with almost identical auras and even copied memories."

"Unfortunately," Jasmine sneered, "No matter how similar they are, fakes are fakes after all, and there must be differences in the details."

"Super Power Factory..." Moore sighed, "This is troublesome..."

"Rewind?" Night Crow asked.

"Rewind, start from the time and place I provided." Moore said.

...

The thick fog suddenly rose and dissipated in a flash.

Jasmine looked around and found that she had returned to the "starting point" provided by Moore.

"What a convenient ability!" She couldn't help but sighed.

While turning the "time" of the city illusion back, Night Raven joked, "Are you jealous? I exchanged my strength for this."

"Uh... forget it. As an executor, it would be fatal if I lost my strength." Jasmine wisely chose to follow her heart.

...

The Night Raven chased the origin of "Turtle Dove" and sped all the way.

Because this trip was just to confirm whether "Turtle Dove" was "Turtle Dove" or not, no details were needed, and the Night Raven unscrupulously increased the speed to the highest under the premise of not losing it.

Thanks to this, after just over an hour, the Night Raven successfully found the laboratory of the Super Energy Factory in the basement of a half-dead small food factory warehouse in Anaki City.

Looking at the "Turtle Dove" floating in the huge transparent glass column, which was shrinking rapidly and finally retreating back to the cell tissue, Moore pursed his lips.

"The other addresses are not in Anaki City. Does your ability require the body to be transferred there?" Moore asked.

"No, what's the time and address of the next 'Turtle Dove'?"

"At..." Moore reported a series of times and addresses.

...

Lunch time was approaching, and Moore and Jasmine, who was holding the sleepy Night Crow, returned to the private room of the Puinsus Restaurant again.

Although onlyAfter investigating half of the intelligence, both Jasmine and Moore felt heavy in their hearts and did not feel optimistic at all.

The terminal laboratory of the Super Energy Factory is easy to deal with, but it is not very meaningful.

Even a behemoth like the Green Star Federation can't do anything to the upper echelons of the Super Energy Factory, which shows that at least in terms of information protection, the Super Energy Factory has done a very good job.