"This is going to be troublesome."
Lin Sanjiu lay motionless on the rooftop. She cursed silently in her heart and prayed that the wind wouldn't rise this morning. She could feel the four Tea Brothers jostling each other in her pants pocket. She didn't know what they were doing, but she couldn't say a word. She could only hope that the movement of the fabric in her pants pocket wouldn't be projected out as well.
After all, she couldn't afford to let anyone notice anything amiss.
"How much longer do you have to squeeze?" a soft voice rang through the fabric. "Hey, can you hear me? Why are you ignoring us? "
Of course, she could hear them, but she couldn't speak or move.
Lin Sanjiu didn't expect to be attacked just when she thought that there was no one in the shop. Although the projection was exactly the same as her, it had no combat power. This was clearly explained in the form provided by the [Party B Designer]. Without any chance to fight back or dodge, the projection's head smashed through the glass door and flew straight into the air.
Lin Sanjiu was so shocked that she almost jumped off the projector. Fortunately, she reacted in time and controlled herself.
The miniature camera she bought yesterday seemed to have rolled down along with the head. After the projection spun a few times, she saw the floor of the shop and the projection's hand. The hand that she couldn't be more familiar with was now lying limply on the floor. The fingers were curled up and a pool of blood was slowly flowing from the wrist.
Logically speaking, even if the projection had its head chopped off, it would still maintain its upright posture, following Lin Sanjiu's lead. The reason why it was lying on the floor was due to Lin Sanjiu's quick reflexes. She had decisively tilted her head backward and fell straight to the ground. She even squeezed the tea leaves so hard that they cried out, "Ouch!"
She didn't put any tea leaves in the projector, so she didn't have to worry that they would be projected out.
"But what should I do now?"
Lin Sanjiu was a little dumbfounded as she lay on the platform of the projector.
"Projection" was a great idea, but why did I end up in such a mess? What exactly happened that caused her to lie on the rooftop and stare blankly at the sky? She had come up with a good plan, but who would have thought that things would change so quickly that she didn't even have time to carry out her plan?
"Are you a duoluozhong? Come here and clean up the shop for me. "The voice of the boy burst into her ear after the uproar.
Ah, the earphones can still be used.
Lin Sanjiu felt as if the boy had picked up her head because his voice sounded very close to her.
"I'll turn the light a little brighter, and you'll prop the body up against the wall - what are you waiting for? Clean up! "
ZhangZhi also went in?
The boy's footsteps sounded, always close to her ear; and then a murmur told her that her head had been laid on a table. From the small surveillance camera, Lin Sanjiu saw her "corpse" being pulled up. The hand wobbled as it left the ground and disappeared from the camera.
It seemed that as long as he didn't make any moves, his physical projection would be like a real corpse, at the mercy of others.
Lin Sanjiu quickly closed her eyes, which were dry and bloodshot from the wind, before the light could be turned back on. Now that the boy had placed her head under the light, she couldn't keep her eyes open any longer. If she blinked her eyes uncontrollably, she would be exposed. The eyelids of a corpse could also be closed due to the vibration, so she didn't have to worry about arousing suspicion.
"So this is the [Pygmalion Choker]."
Lin Sanjiu heard the boy's exclamation through the earphones.
Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat when she heard that. It seemed that the boy had taken out the choker from under the bandage.
Did he put it on?
Lin Sanjiu pricked up her ears, not daring to miss a single sound. After a few seconds, she did not hear the sound of the collar opening and closing. Instead, she heard the sound of the drawer being opened, something being put in, and then closed again. She finally let out a sigh of relief.
"He probably didn't put it on … How lucky." If the boy had really put on the choker, he would have immediately realized that something was wrong.
As it had been too long, she couldn't remember whether she had told Luther and Marcie about the [Pygmalion Choker] back in Hyperthermal Hell. However, the choker had been with her for a long time, and it had almost become one of her symbols. Just in case, she had prepared a choker around her physical projection's neck.
The boy must have heard about the choker. Perhaps that was the reason why he chose to chop off her head.
"But, it has already been more than ten minutes," Mrs. Manas said in her mind, "Once the thirty minutes are up, the [Power of Description] will lose its effect. You can't describe it again, or else, the head on the other side will open its mouth! "
Lin Sanjiu had collected quite a number of metal blades and used the [Power of Description] to make them look like the choker. This morning, she put it on with her physical projection.
"If he opens the drawer after ten minutes and finds that the choker has turned into a pile of metal pieces, he will definitely be suspicious," Mrs. Manas said softly. Mrs. Manas said softly, "Besides, your physical projection can only last for two hours. When the time is up..."
"Wait," Lin Sanjiu suddenly interrupted her in her mind, "Listen."
Right at that moment, Nagashi's muffled voice came from her earpiece, "Why did you put the head into the box?"
After the duoluozhong's words, Lin Sanjiu also felt that something was wrong with the voice coming from the earpiece. The boy's voice was still very close to her, but it was muffled as if there was a layer between them. "Don't open your mouth, duoluozhong. I don't want to hear you speak."
Nagashi mumbled something and then became quiet. Lin Sanjiu heard another series of noises from her earpiece. It was the sound of the cabinet door opening and closing and the sound of paper flipping. When all the noises subsided, Lin Sanjiu could clearly feel that her head had been put into a narrow space. The footsteps and cleaning sounds in the shop had been cut off from her earpiece.
Lin Sanjiu hesitated and opened her eyes slightly. A sliver of blue sky filled the gap between her eyelids. She waited for a while, but there was no response from her earpiece, so she slowly opened her eyes again.
Four round leaves stood in a row beside her head. They were staring at her with their beady eyes. She didn't know when they had crawled out of their pockets. They seemed to enjoy looking at her from above.
"Did you have a stroke?" Ol 'Three asked with concern, "I've only heard about it before, but this is the first time I've seen it."
"Thank goodness you're still alive," Ol 'Four said gently, "What would we do if you had another stroke after we leave?"
Lin Sanjiu looked at them. She had a lot of things to say, but she couldn't.
"Our escort mission is almost over," Ol 'Three was the most understanding one, "A pot of tea can provide five days of tea companionship. After that, we will have to reincarnate."
"Reincarnate?"
These few fat Ye's just had to tell her this when she couldn't move or speak!
"Now that the head is in the box, as long as I don't make any noise …" When Lin Sanjiu thought of this, she looked at the round leaves and slowly opened her mouth. The eyes of the four brothers were attracted to her. They watched as her mouth opened and closed for a while. Then, they shook their heads in unison, "There's no sound. We don't understand."
How could she speak normally when there were posthumans around?
Lin Sanjiu was angry and anxious at the same time. She could only squeeze out a weak breath from between her teeth and asked softly, "When are we leaving?"
"This afternoon," Ol 'Three answered matter-of-factly, "You had the tea five days ago."
"Do … me a favor."
"What is it?"
"Burn … burn down that shop," Lin Sanjiu said softly, "Burn down my physical projection."
If the shop lost her body after the fire, they would naturally think that the fire was related to her body. If the personalities started investigating the person who set the fire, it would be great. They would be completely led astray. They would never think that the person who set the shop on fire was the four round tea leaves.
The four round tea leaves looked bitter.
"… Please."
"Let's give it a try," the round tea leaves looked at each other and sighed. "This is a little too much."
It sounded a little ridiculous to ask a few tea leaves to set a fire. If it weren't for the fact that today's development was so different from her plan, she wouldn't have been forced to do this.
"I will look for you once the fire is lit," Lin Sanjiu looked at them and smiled, "Then, we will look for the boss of the round tea shop together."
Even though they were round, short, slow and talkative, Lin Sanjiu still cherished their company. As long as the fire was lit, there was an 80% to 90% chance that she would be able to shake off Luther's personalities. Then, she would have more freedom to move around, "If only she had a way to keep you guys by my side."
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