The man in black walked up to Lin Luo calmly and made a "please" gesture.
Not Jin Shujiu.
Not quite the right height?
Or is something not quite right?
Lin Luo couldn't tell what was wrong, but he knew very well in his heart that this person was not Jin Shujiu.
Just a strange man.
Lin Luo followed the man in black into the room.
The room is large, but a little dark.
It wasn't because of the weather outside, but because the windows were covered with dark curtains and the indoor lights were dim.
But Lin Luo still saw Li Shi and Murong lying on the two recliners beside them.
"Murong is also a clone?" Lin Luo asked.
"No." The man in black replied. "But this time, he volunteered to clone himself."
"You can clone people, and can you also leave the original memory of the clones?" Lin Luo asked again. "Is cloning technology so advanced now?"
"I can only clone people. There is someone else who can copy memories." The man in black said. "That's superpower, I'm talking about science."
"I think it's more appropriate for you to wear white clothes, and you look more like a scientific researcher." Lin Luo said sincerely. "Dressed in black, I look like a villain!"
"You don't care about Li Shi's life or death at all?" the man in black asked.
"If you want to clone him, then he must be dead." Lin Luo said. "It's just that this Li Shi was raised by Li Zhao and his wife. They probably have always regarded him as Li Xuan's son. If you clone another one, who will you give him to raise? You won't give him another name, say He must be a descendant of Li Shi! How much I hate Li Zhao. It’s not enough to have a brother die, but a fake nephew to die and raise him as a child, as if he were his own son!”
The man in black quickly glanced at Li Shi.
Fortunately, Li Shi was still calm and did not move.
But Lin Luo saw Li Shi's eyelids twitch.
died?
Who are you lying to?
"By the way, the person with the ability to copy other people's memories is a woman?" Lin Luo asked again.
The man in black was obviously stunned.
Lin Luo has the answer.
"What do you want to do by tying me up?" Lin Luo asked with a smile. "Do you want to clone a me who has independent consciousness and no copied memories, and then grow up with Li Shi?"
This method of starting over is quite poisonous!
"Actually, I really want a clone of myself. After all, I am not a clone." Lin Luo continued.
"You're not a clone?" Li Shi sat up from the recliner all of a sudden, his face full of shock.
"Isn't there a car accident?" Lin Luo looked at Li Shi with a smile, and then at Murong. "Or was Assistant Murong the only one injured?"
Murong also sat up.
"It's very difficult for you. In fact, you don't have to pretend to have a car accident, you can just tie me up!" Lin Luo said. "Let's talk about your purpose!"
She felt that what she said was wrong.
If they just wanted to clone Meng Yuan and not copy her memory, they would have done it long ago.
Maybe you want to... change Meng Yuan's memory?
She remembered that Ayimu would not change other people's memories, nor would he copy them.
But it can seal other people's memories.
Who knows!
Maybe now Ayimu can copy or change other people's memories!
As Lin Luo spoke, he found a chair, sat down, and looked around.
"Where's Ayimu? Can you let her come out and let me see her."
"Do you know her?" The man in black was surprised.
Lin Luo smiled and said nothing.
"You're not Meng Yuan!" Li Shi narrowed his eyes.
"I finally saw it!"
Lin Luo smiled and did not shy away from them. He took out a handful of melon seeds from the space and ate them slowly.
Li Shi's face turned pale, he held the table and sat down slowly.
Murong quickly helped him, his expression serious.
Lin Luo coughed lightly and was about to speak when he suddenly stood up and threw a handful of melon seeds behind him.
At the same time, he threw himself to the left, took out his flute, and shouted: "Xiao Hong!"
The two men who had just come over holding Lin Luo hostage fell to the ground without even making a sound.
It seems that he really can't speak.
Xiaohong flew out from Lin Luo's fingers, stood on the cabinet in the room, picked up the flute, and was about to play it when Lin Luo stopped her.
Lin Luo looked at the flying knives on the ground, picked up one, and smiled.
"Mr. Li is quite law-abiding. Don't any of his bodyguards have guns?"
Li Shi stood up and took a few steps back together with Murong and the man in black.
"Mr. Li." Lin Luo dropped the flying knife and continued to smile. "When I was able to ruthlessly kill the five members of Meng Yuan's family, I must have known that I would never see Meng Yuan again, so why bother pretending to be infatuated again?"
"I didn't want to kill Meng Yuan!" Li Shi said immediately. "She was shopping with Lan Suran, not in that car!"
Lin Luo stroked it quickly.
Li Shi probably learned the driving route of Xiao Mu and Meng Yuan's parents and sent a vehicle to wait somewhere in advance, but he did not send a car to follow Xiao Mu's car. Unknown to him, Xiao Mu went to pick up Meng Yuan again.
The premise is that if what Li Shi said is true!
Anyway, whether it's true or not, Li Shi is the murderer of Meng Yuan's family. This is correct.
"But, even though you knew Meng Yuan was dead, you still thought of a way to escape the sanctions of the law and let yourself live again." Lin Luo laughed. "At that time, you didn't know that you would still meet Meng Yuan!"
The implication - don't act infatuated, you're just doing it for yourself.
Li Shidu frowned and said nothing.
"Are you really not going to let Ayimu come out to see me?" This was Lin Luo's biggest concern.
"Who are you!" The voice was cold, but pleasant.
The invisible door on the wall was opened, and a long-haired girl of eighteen or nineteen years old came out with a cold expression.
The girl was wearing a long white dress, which made her look like a fairy.
But it's not Ayimu.
However, Ayimu looked at Lin Luo with a very indifferent expression.
Lin Luo frowned.
Even if she is Meng Yuan's face now, Ayimu should know her!
Even if Ayimu had lost his memory and had forgotten Meng Yuan, he still knew Xiaohong.
"Sister Ayimu." Xiaohong said crisply. "You don't recognize me anymore?"
Ayimu raised his head and looked at Xiaohong.
"I hate pretty little girls the most!" Ayimu muttered softly and flew towards Xiao Hong.
At the same time, Li Shi, Murong and the man in black took out their guns almost simultaneously and pointed at Lin Luo.
Xiao Hong didn't have time to think too much and quickly played the flute.
Lin Luo threw the melon seeds out and fell backwards, lying on his back.
The back of my head hurts from drinking.
That's better than being hit by a gun.
Fortunately it was a silent pistol, otherwise it would have definitely attracted more people.
Lin Luo lay on the ground for a while. Over there, Xiaohong and Ayimu were already fighting.
Xiaohong's flute sound is useless to Ayimu?
wrong!
Unless Ayimu had already taken precautions!
