Zhou Lin

At the same time, in a villa in Southern Cross County.

Although it looks like an ordinary civilian building from the outside, the inside of this villa is full of details; except for the porch and the living room, which still maintain their original decoration to hide their appearance, all other rooms have been transformed beyond recognition, and they have become a villa. A very professional biochemistry laboratory.

At this moment, the priest was sitting in one of the rooms, holding an I-PEN, browsing the news and drinking morning tea.

This Caucasian guy who doesn't speak English well but speaks Chinese very well also has a slightly annoying habit, that is... he prefers Cantonese-style morning tea to British-style afternoon tea, and he often eats it One morning.

Didi——

Just as the sacrificer stuffed the third pineapple bun he had eaten today into his mouth, suddenly, an instrument next to him rang twice.

He turned his head following the sound and looked in that direction.

There, there was a cylindrical glass container more than two meters high and one meter in diameter. The base of the container was powered by electricity, and... there was a person inside.

He was a man in his twenties with short hair. He looked like he was of mixed Eurasian descent, but his appearance could only be described as ordinary.

With the sound of the instrument, the man woke up.

After he opened his eyes, he looked at the situation around him and soon discovered that he was soaked in liquid, naked, and had tubes inserted into his throat and nose to supplement oxygen and nutrient solution... However, he didn't seem to have any idea about these. What a surprise.

It only took him a few seconds to adapt to this body, and then he looked at the sacrificer outside the container and knocked on the glass from the inside.

However, after the sacrificer looked at him for two seconds, he pretended not to notice, turned his eyes away, and continued eating the pineapple bun.

Boom!

Seeing this, the man in the container knocked on the glass wall of the container again, attracting the sacrificer's attention again, and raised his middle finger at the latter.

The sacrificer had no choice but to stand up with an impatient look on his face and pressed a few switches on a nearby console.

The next second, there was a sound of "Gu——", the water inside the glass container was quickly drained, and then, the outer wall of the container opened from the middle.

The man in the container pulled out the tube from his throat, retched twice, and walked out.

"Huh...it really hurts me." Lance grabbed a bathrobe that had been prepared aside and said as he put it on.

"What? Can you still feel the pain from your 'previous body' now?" As the priest spoke, he sat back down and continued to eat his morning tea.

"Physically speaking, it's naturally painless." Lance replied, "But on a conscious level, I will bring over some residual impressions. The brain needs time to digest this information and convince myself... that it is all an illusion."

"I was in a hurry before. There is something I don't quite understand but I didn't have time to ask you..." The sacrificer then said again, "Since you have decided to use an 'artificial body', why do you want to create such an ordinary one?" What about your body? As long as you let the 'doctor' help you adjust your DNA...can you change the color of your pupils, facial contours, skeleton size, innate physical strength, and even hair texture? You can completely turn yourself into a species with beautiful features and a strong back and a strong waist. Isn’t it a horse?”

"Is it too long to live by making yourself so eye-catching?" Lance replied, "Besides, if I really want to rely on basic physiological conditions to make myself more powerful, why should I use a man's body? I will directly become a man. A beautiful woman who captivates the country, and then adding to this beauty the extreme physical fitness of an ordinary person... wouldn't it be much more advantageous than being a man?"

"Well... that seems to be the truth." After hearing this, the priest nodded and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about that..." He paused and then asked, "What are you going to do about Hull? Disposal?"

"Let him stay in this county for the time being, and give him a few 'small tasks' every once in a while to make him feel that he really has something to do." When Lance said this, he had already walked to a table opposite the sacrificer. He sat down on the sofa chair and began to eat the food from the other person's plate without ceremony. "But be careful... try not to let him do anything too dangerous. I don't want him to have any accidents in the short term."

"How long do you think this 'deception' can deceive Carmen?" the priest asked again.

"First of all, I am the only one who can call her Carmen, and you are not familiar with her, so don't call her randomly." Lance replied, "Secondly, Carmen has obviously known the effects of my abilities through Agent Che. Of course, that information was originally I specifically revealed it to Che Wuchen, among which... the details about 'prerequisites for transfer', 'how much time must be passed between two transfers', etc., are all true and false.

"However, when facing Carmen... I can't take any chances. I have to make sure nothing goes wrong. Therefore, I assume that she is already prepared for the 'ability information may not be correct'. Based on this, we must at least let Hull needs to live for more than four months to avoid being exposed."

"Hey, hey... if you tell me this now, aren't you telling me in a different way... that the interval between each activation of your ability is actually less than four months?" the priest said, "let me know this. Is your son really okay?"

"It's okay." Lance continued with a smile, "After this period of observation, I have ruled out the possibility that you are an undercover agent, and I appreciate your ability very much, so... Congratulations, you have officially joined me. 'Same boat'."

"Oh... Then I'm really flattered." The sacrificer weakly continued, "Do I have to thank you for not putting me in the same category as those 'incompetent guys', otherwise I would have been Disposed of by Agent Che along with them.”

"You're welcome." The other person's words were obviously sarcastic, but Lance accepted it shamelessly, "What you should thank is yourself. You can live...not because of my kindness, but because you do have the qualifications." , nothing more.”

"Ha..." the priest laughed dryly, "Whatever you say." He sighed, "Now that I have been regarded as your die-hard ally by the Federation, it is difficult to distance myself from the relationship... Just say it." What the hell is that ship?"

"Okay." Lance said, stood up, and left the room.

In less than two minutes, he came back with a black card in his hand.

"This is it." Lance handed the card to the priest.

The priest took it and looked at it, and found that the card had a unique texture, and it seemed that it was used by some "organization" as a token; the front of the card was printed with a white, ornately designed cross logo, and the back was printed with A number - "11".

"What is this? My code name in the organization?" the priest asked after looking at it for a while.

"No, this is your 'juror number.'" Lance continued, "There are thirteen people in total, and you are number eleven."

"Your organization is called 'Jury'?" the priest asked again.

"No, it's called 'reverse cross'." Lance said, "This juror number... I'll explain it to you later, because I need you to cooperate with me in a play on the day of the trial. All you need to know now is, I am already a member of the 'Reverse Cross'."

"Oh." The priest responded casually, and then said, "Then what is the difference between this 'reverse cross' and 'Fengdu Luoshan'?"

"'Fengdu Luoshan' and 'Judge'... are just props used in my plan this time." Lance replied, "The trial show has never been about justice, and the judge is not the embodiment of justice; I'm going to Playing such a role and attacking hot social figures in a high-profile way is nothing more than an attempt to arouse a faster response from the federation and attract Carmen...or the 'tea party' organization behind her into the situation.

"Only a fool like Hull would believe this, this petty, self-satisfied, despicable justice...

"Actually, the plan I have implemented in the past six months has nothing to do with justice. Its real purpose is threefold - first, to cut off the many problems left by the identity of 'James Lance' in the past few years. , so that the federation will not notice what I am really doing in a short period of time; second, observe whether you are qualified to join the Counter Cross; third, test the guys from the 'Tea Party' by competing with Carmen .

"So far, the plan has been completed perfectly...

"Carmen thought she had won and thought that I had been transferred into the body of Hel Schneider, and Agent Cha also stopped the latent operation targeting me... Starting from today, in the next few months, as long as Hel Schneider Unless I die, and don't make any big noise, I will be able to move freely and safely.

“I won’t go into details about your review, but you just need to know that... for the past six months, you thought you were ‘behind the camera’, but in fact it was just the opposite.

"As for the 'Tea Party'... they have a wise man like Carmen, and they can mobilize countless guys with amazing execution capabilities like Che Wuchen... It is indeed very tricky. It must be admitted that they are the most impressive in the federal camp. A headache-inducing force.”

"Hmm... the most troublesome force in the 'Federal Camp'... Does this mean that your organization's enemies are not just from the Federation?" The priest quickly realized the problem in these words.

"That's natural. There are many forces in this world that you don't know about, as well as monsters that you can't imagine." Lance replied, "For example, the founder of our Anti-Cross..."

"Wait... aren't you the boss of this organization?" When the priest heard this, he was so surprised that he interrupted Lance; because he had just realized that Lance was not the leader of the Anti-Cross, but before him In my impression, Lance was by no means a person willing to be inferior to others.

"Of course not." Lance replied, "I am neither the founder nor the BOSS currently in charge. I am at most a BOSS candidate."

"Um... is it too late for me to get off the boat now?" The next second, the sacrificer asked in a complaining tone with empty eyes.

"Ha... get off the boat..." Lance smiled, "It seems you don't quite understand your current situation... Do you really think you've hidden it well? Li Xiaofan."

When he heard these three words, the sacrificer's whole body shivered, and even the tea cup he was holding trembled visibly.

"Don't panic, Reverse Cross and I... are not a threat to you." Lance looked at the other party's reaction without surprise and continued, "But PUT-OID (Parallel_Universe_Traveler_Observation_and_Intervention_Department, Parallel Universe Traveler Observation and Intervention Department) ) But they have been targeting you ten months ago... If I hadn't been secretly blocking you, they would have taken action against you."

"You..." The sacrificer, or Li Xiaofan, hesitated for a moment, thinking about the authenticity of this sentence and the information that might be detected in his answer, "...no, I should say 'you' , I really know a lot..."

"Ha! If others can know, why can't we?" Lance asked with a smile.

"But the day you and I met was only more than six months ago. How could you help me block what happened ten months ago..." The priest wanted to ask again, but as soon as he said this, he realized that it seemed that Nonsense, "...ah, just pretend I didn't say it."

"My assessment of you is right - you are not easy to lie to. You see, as soon as I tell the truth, you will quickly figure it out." Lance continued in a very relaxed tone, "Then... Xiaofan, should you go with our ship, or swim by yourself in that sea you don’t know the depth of... give me an answer."