Chapter 124 The Clown and the Magician (5k)

“Is it really the sixth sense?”

Shen Cheng was speechless.

Although the ability of cognitive modification is very scary for enemies with strong intuition or sixth sense.

But those enemies must at least have strength close to or above the extraordinary.

Now it has been discovered by an ordinary little girl. This little girl's sixth sense is a bit incredible.

Shen Cheng summoned the evil ghost mask. After careful perception, he found that there was no powerful energy in Han Zhiqing's body. She was just an ordinary person.

Well, it seems it really is just a sixth sense.

However, even after the cognitive modification, you cannot maintain 100% success when facing ordinary people. This is something you have to keep in mind.

Shen Cheng asked again: "Why are you here?"

"I'm looking for my mother."

Even under hypnosis, tears welled up in Han Zhiqing's eyes.

Shen Cheng showed a surprised expression: "You still remember it?"

Han Zhiqing's mother was seriously ill and hospitalized this year, and then died in the hospital.

Du Haijing took advantage of the situation and used her ability to modify everyone's cognition, changing Han Zhiqing's mother from dead to recovered, and then disguised herself as her, using this method to replace this identity.

After Du Haijing's death, her abilities will also disappear.

Han Zhiqing and her family should remember that her mother had died of illness, and will also forget about Du Haijing's existence.

Now Han Zhiqing said that she wanted to come out to find her mother, which meant that she had not forgotten Du Haijing. However, considering her extraordinary sixth sense, it did not seem impossible.

After careful questioning, Shen Cheng finally understood what had happened.

That day he took Du Haijing away from the art gallery, and then Du Haijing committed suicide, and the cognitive modifications she had imposed on the Han father and daughter also disappeared.

After the father and daughter woke up, Congressman Han remembered that his wife had passed away due to illness, and he also forgot about Du Haijing.

Because of her strong sixth sense, Han Zhiqing still remembered Du Haijing's existence and believed that her mother was not dead.

So the father and daughter had a disagreement and even a quarrel because of this matter.

Congressman Han thought his daughter had mental problems, so he locked her up at home and invited a doctor to see her.

Han Zhiqing quietly slipped out of the house, ready to find her mother's whereabouts on her own.

A young lady like her who is out of touch with the world has no idea how dangerous society is.

As soon as he got out, his cell phone was stolen. In less than a day, all the money he had was cheated away and he ended up living on the streets.

It wasn't like Shen Cheng happened to show up. She was either captured and tortured, or she was a naked corpse floating in the sewer.

Looking at Han Zhiqing who was crying silently even under hypnosis, Shen Cheng sighed and unravelled her hypnosis.

After all, it was the trouble left behind by Du Haijing, and Shen Cheng felt it necessary to clean up the mess for her.

Han Zhiqing woke up from hypnosis. She blinked blankly. When she saw Shen Cheng standing in front of her, she immediately asked anxiously, "Where is my mother? Where is my mother?"

Shen Cheng coldly stated the truth: "Your mother died a long time ago. She died of illness. Have you forgotten?"

"wrong."

Han Zhiqing loudly retorted: "My mother clearly followed you out of the art gallery that day, don't try to lie to me!"

She pulled Shen Cheng's pants with her hands: "Give my mother back to me."

Shen Cheng ruthlessly exposed her: "But you already knew she was fake, right?"

Since Han Zhiqing's sixth sense is so strong, she must have discovered some clues when Du Haijing was pretending to be her mother.

After Du Haijing's ability disappeared, looking at the reactions of the people around her, especially her father, Han Zhiqing began to doubt whether there was something wrong with her.

But she was always convinced that her mother was still alive, so she quarreled with her father and ran away from home.

This means that she has known for a long time that her mother is fake, but still wants to get Du Haijing back.

Han Zhiqing's eyes flashed with panic after being exposed. She grabbed Shen Cheng's trouser legs with both hands and begged, "Please tell me where she is, please."

Shen Cheng did not hide it out of pity: "Face the reality, your mother has passed away, no matter the one who told you the truth or the one who told you the truth."

"No, I don't believe it."

Han Zhiqing couldn't believe it at all. She curled up into a ball with her hands covering her head, crying on the ground.

Although there is no one on the street now, crying like this is not a solution.

The main reason is that Shen Cheng doesn’t want to waste too much time with her.

He could only use his own comforting method: "Let me tell you a story. In order to find out the source of a batch of pornographic discs, the police sent an undercover agent to sneak into the factory that produced pornographic discs to investigate and collect evidence. The undercover agent was discovered during the investigation. Before he was caught, he passed a note in time, which read: "There are codes but no goods, and there are discs without codes."

Shen Cheng comforted Han Zhiqing: "Although you have lost your mother, you still have a father. Go back and live a good life with your father."

This trick really worked.

Han Zhiqing stopped crying and just stared at Shen Cheng with her big eyes open.

The next second, she burst into tears again: "You bully me!!"

Well, it works, but only a little.

Shen Cheng was helpless and completely impatient.

He simply picked up Han Zhiqing, who was crying loudly, like a cat, stuffed her into his sports car, and drove away.

Of course, it was not to silence her. In Du Haijing's memory, Shen Cheng knew where Han Zhiqing lived.

Soon he took her and drove to the gate of the Han family.

Han Zhiqing, who was crying, immediately knew what Shen Cheng was going to do. She was so scared that she stopped crying. She reached out and grabbed Shen Cheng's arm and begged, "I don't want to go home. Please, don't let me go back. I will do anything!"

Shen Cheng turned his head and looked at her: "Can you do small-scale nuclear fusion?"

Han Zhiqing was dumbfounded: "No, no."

"Will a Dyson Sphere do it?"

"Uh……"

"You can't do anything, but you dare to make such a boast. Get out of here."

Under Shen Cheng's hypnosis, Han Zhiqing had no power to resist. She got out of the car obediently, walked towards the gate of the villa in the distance, and then rang the doorbell.

Only after making sure that Han Zhiqing was brought home by the happy servants did Shen Cheng step on the accelerator and leave.

I did another good thing today.

If I keep doing good things like this, will Star Ranger come to recruit me ahead of time?
Should I agree or not?

Shen Cheng was a little confused.

Han Zhiqing, who had run away from home, suddenly came back, causing chaos in the entire Han family, which lasted until three or four in the morning.

Han Zhiqing stayed in the bedroom alone, but there were people guarding the door and the window to prevent her from escaping again.

"Bang! Bang!"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in."

A little maid came in with a cup of hot milk and cakes on a tray, and said to Han Zhiqing, who was sitting on the bed with a pillow in her arms, "Miss, have some midnight snack."

Han Zhiqing's eyes were red and slightly swollen. She didn't even look up at the maid. She just whispered, "Just put it on the table."

The little maid came over and put milk and cakes beside the bed.

Just as she was about to leave, Han Zhiqing, who was in a daze, suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist with such force that she almost broke it.

The little maid looked horrified: "It hurts, miss, what are you doing?"

Han Zhiqing raised her head and stared at her unhappily: "Notorious magician, when did you come to my house and become a maid?"

The little maid had tears in her eyes and said blankly: "Miss, what are you talking about? I don't understand anything."

Han Zhiqing was not interested in listening to nonsense. She simply picked up the hot milk beside her and poured it hard on the maid's face.

The moment it was poured out, the milk in the cup magically disappeared and turned into an empty cup, but the residual temperature on the cup indicated that the milk was still there the previous second.

"belch!"

The little maid burped and licked her lips. There was still a little trace of milk on her lips, as if she had drunk all the milk in an instant.

"Hey, why are you so irritable?"

The little maid smiled and said, "Even if you fail, don't take your anger out on me."

"fail?"

Han Zhiqing snorted softly: "It's just the beginning now."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The little maid said perfunctorily: "Every clown is so stubborn when he fails, so you are the clowns."

Han Zhiqing frowned and glared at her: "Did you come here just to laugh at me?" "Of course not, I was just passing by and came to see you."

The little maid lay on the bed, her chin resting on her arms: "I didn't expect you to find such an interesting target. I really envy you."

Han Zhiqing stared at her coldly: "You want to snatch it from me?"

"of course not."

The little maid was frightened by her murderous eyes and trembled: "We have known each other for so many years, you are not going to kill me just because of a stinky man?"

Han Zhiqing suddenly laughed, stretched out her hand and gently pushed her: "Hate you, you clearly know I'm joking."

really?
But why is there no fake murderous intent in your eyes?

"Don't worry, you know I'm a magician and I have no interest in your clown tricks."

The little maid sighed, "You disguise your identity and experience to get close to the other person, make him fall madly in love with you, and then find an opportunity to die in front of him, so that his temperament changes drastically and you can play him around. It's always the same old trick over the years. Aren't you tired of it?"

"I don't know how you got the nerve to say that to me?"

Han Zhiqing leaned elegantly on the bed and taunted, "You treat everyone as your props just to perform a boring magic show. Do you know that your show is really boring?"

"Boring? Haha!"

The little maid put her hand on her cheek and laughed, "For someone who doesn't understand magic performances, all her malicious slander is a joke to me."

"I'm not interested in discussing this with you."

Han Zhiqing waved her hand impatiently, like she was chasing away a stray dog ​​on the side of the road: "Go away, get out of Tailing City, and don't let me see you again."

"Okay, okay, I'll leave right away."

The maid's tone was doting: "But sister has to remind you, the dance will start soon, you must not play too much and miss the time."

"I know. Get out of here, or I'll really kill you."

"Sister, I'm so scared."

A magic hat suddenly appeared in the little maid's hand. She reached out and took off the magic hat, bowed to Han Zhiqing, and made an exit gesture after the magic show.

boom!
Suddenly, many magic ribbons sprayed out from the hat, covering the figure of the little maid.

But when these magic ribbons fell to the ground, the little maid's figure also disappeared and turned into a white dove, fluttering towards the window.

Snapped!
A fruit knife used for peeling fruit suddenly flew over and nailed the pigeon to the wall.

Han Zhiqing raised two fingers towards the dead pigeon and said with a smile, "Full marks."

The pigeon suddenly exploded with a bang, and turned into countless fireworks bouncing around in the bedroom.

The guards outside the door heard the noise and rushed in, only to see Han Zhiqing sitting on the bed with an embarrassed look on her face.

……

After dropping Han Zhiqing off, Shen Cheng drove home.

His home has now become Yan Qiuli's fortune-telling shop, or rather, Yan Qiuli's fortune-telling shop has become his and Xiao Qingque's home.

It wasn't that Shen Cheng was taking advantage of the girl. He had thought about taking Xiao Qingque back to the underground base, but when Yan Qiuli heard that they were leaving, she started crying, making a fuss, and even threatening to commit suicide, refusing to let them leave.

Xiao Qingque also didn't want to go back to the underground base and live the life of training on Monday, Wednesday and Friday and getting beaten on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, so he also joined Yan Qiuli in making trouble.

Shen Cheng really couldn't stand these two ducks, so he had to agree to continue living in the store.

In fact, he also had a malicious thought in his mind - Pei Mu, didn't you ask me to take care of your little apprentice? I will take good care of him.

It feels like you're gonna crawl out of the box and stuff my mouth with ashes.

On the way back, Shen Cheng took a detour to buy Xiao Qingque and Yan Qiuli their favorite midnight snacks.

He now really feels like he is raising two troublesome sisters.

Because the sports car was somewhat conspicuous when parked in front of the fortune-telling shop. After all, it was given to him by Ruan Qingsha, so it was inevitable that it would be recognized by someone with ulterior motives.

So he always parked his car in an underground parking lot nearby.

After parking the car, Shen Cheng got out of the car with a midnight snack in his hand and just locked the door when he suddenly stopped and turned to look back.

A bald man in a suit walked out from behind a pillar about ten meters away.

Late in the evening, this bald man was wearing sunglasses, a tie, and leather shoes, dressed like an elite.

He walked towards Shen Cheng at a leisurely pace.

Shen Cheng's sixth sense might not be as strong as Han Zhiqing's, but he could tell at a glance that this man was waiting for him here specifically.

Shen Cheng asked doubtfully, "Mr. Lu Dan, do you have something to say?"

The man in the suit had dark skin and a big bald head, and looked like a boiled egg.

He said nothing and stopped when he was about ten meters away from Shen Cheng.

"do not move."

As soon as he spoke in a low voice, Shen Cheng instantly felt that his body was restrained by an extremely strong invisible force and he was unable to move.

The bald man took out a gun from his waist, pointed it at Shen Cheng and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

A gunshot was heard, and the bullet was aimed at Shen Cheng's heart.

Shen Cheng did not rely on being a vampire to resist, but tried his best to move his body.

Under his tremendous strength, the imprisoned body finally moved a short distance to the side.

puff!
The bullet hit Shen Cheng's shoulder.

With his current physical condition, ordinary bullets could not cause any harm to him. The bullet shattered after hitting his shoulder, but a large amount of liquid spurted out from it.

In an instant, most of Shen Cheng's shoulder was melted by this highly corrosive liquid.

"Class B sulfuric acid bomb?"

Shen Cheng's eyebrows jumped, very surprised.

He was very familiar with this type of bullet and had used it against Wang Mu before.

Under the effect of the sulfuric acid bomb, Shen Cheng's body melted quickly like snow under the scorching sun.

However, his self-healing ability is also very strong. He fights madly against the sulfuric acid bombs, constantly regenerating and corroding.

"You knew I was a vampire, but you used sulfuric acid bombs to attack me, and you stood ten meters away. It's difficult for me to attack you with my ability."

Shen Cheng did not panic, and asked the bald man: "Which faction are you from? A bounty hunter who received a reward? Or a member of the Red Dinner?"

The bald man had no intention of answering. Seeing Shen Cheng dodge the bullet, he repeated the same words he had just said.

"do not move."

Shen Cheng felt like an ordinary person stuck in cement, unable to even move a finger.

Seeing the man pointing the gun at him again, Shen Cheng moved his throat and uttered something.

"From the Living Tribunal?"

The bald man finally stopped pulling the trigger, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes behind his sunglasses.

"Who told you that name?"

"Why don't we make a deal?"

Shen Cheng wanted to laugh but couldn't, so he could only continue to move his throat and suggested: "I'll tell you who said it, and you tell me how you found me."

He thought that his hiding was covert enough, especially after he modified his cognition, even those few people who knew him might not be able to find him.

And the bald guy in front of him could actually find it and block it here accurately.

The Life Court is so omnipresent that it is terrifying.

The bald man thought for a few seconds and gave the answer: "A magician told me."

magician?
Shen Cheng felt strange. Could it be that the bald man was talking about the magician at the masquerade ball?
But he had no experience at all with masquerades.

"now you."

The bald man urged, "Who told you about the Life Tribunal?"

Shen Cheng tried hard to curl his lips: "Guess."

boom!
The bald man realized that he was being tricked and opened fire immediately. This time, the sulfuric acid bullet accurately hit Shen Cheng's forehead.

The demonic gastric juice that spurted out instantly melted his head.

The bald man fired another shot, hitting Shen Cheng in the abdomen.

These three bullets were specially designed to deal with extraordinary vampires. They easily corroded Shen Cheng's body completely, leaving not even his clothes behind. Only a few holes on the ground caused by gastric juice remained.

After confirming that Shen Cheng was dead, the bald man put away his pistol, turned around and walked out.

Shen Cheng stood aside with his midnight snack in his hand, looking at the bald man walking past him, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

This guy had no resistance to the modification of his own cognition, and fired three precious Class B sulfuric acid bullets into the air.

Why can I find myself using cognitive modification to completely change my appearance?
(End of this chapter)