What was sent at that time was a small suitcase with more than 200,000 yuan in cash. It was indeed signed for. This was also confirmed by the secondary personality. So if it is a memory problem, it should be between the secondary personality and the main personality.

The possibility of being modified at the same time is not high.

At that time, a group photo of his family was distorted by a special power in front of Si Youxu. Ye Tingbai once thought that the cause of all this was Yi Mo, and that some people used his hometown as a bargaining chip.

But as the investigation went deeper, Ye Tingbai was left only frightened. Whenever Ye Tingbai was about to get close to a clue, it would be violently distorted and modified like that family photo, without even caring whether it was

Reasonable.

This is not consistent with Yi Mo's research records over the years. Most of Yi Mo's transactions are completed in one step. Even if Yi Mo is insufficient and only half of the transaction is completed, there will be no subsequent improvement. Yi Mo does not exist.

After-sales service.

But Ye Tingbai's situation is completely different. This power has been following Ye Tingbai. It keeps preventing Ye Tingbai from proving the existence of this village. This shows that it is not that powerful and it has not completely wiped out the existence of this village.

There are many clues.

And such clues are not difficult to find, which obviously rules out the possibility of being a sub-personality. For example, in the simplest way, the record of the package he originally sent money can be found.

But a few seconds after discovering this clue, it would distort and disappear. He believed that if the sub-personality had this ability, coupled with his brain, it would be impossible for Ye Tingbai to find out these things.

Therefore, Ye Tingbai always believed that the force that had been lingering around him that caused all of this had no wisdom, and was just relying on instinct to block all records about that place.

Even Si Youxu couldn't resist this kind of power. Everything he did now was in vain, so the priority of investigating this matter had been infinitely lowered by Ye Tingbai.

But now, right in front of him, the bishop of the Cardinal Church, a very important person, was ready to exchange his life for his life, and also gave him a piece of equipment. This had to make him wonder whether all this was a game, a long-standing plan.

Game against him.

He keeps reaping but never pays, just because he is afraid that one day the price will suddenly appear and he cannot afford it.

Su Mi waved his hand and let him leave this world. Ye Tingbai returned to the tent and immediately switched personalities. Now the main personality still cannot appear in the real world.

Ye Tingbai still held the black bloodshot eyeball in his hand, but Su Mi in front of him was constantly turning into sand, and her body was turning into grains of sand falling to the ground.

Su Mi used the last of his life to clasp his hands together and kneel on the ground. Before he could complete the whole set of movements, he turned into a pile of sand. The red clothes lost support and fell on the pile of sand, which looked a bit like a tomb.

In an unknown foundation headquarters somewhere in the world, the old man Guangri was sitting in front of a desk. On it were various detailed information about Ye Tingbai. Next to him stood a middle-aged man about thirty years old, with his head lowered and nodding.

.

Guangri frowned after reading the information and asked the man next to him.

"The data has been obviously modified. The arms dealer's copy was modified later. There were also discrepancies in the previous orphan copy. Does our internal backup data overlap with the Tiangong database?"

"Exactly the same."

Guangri shook his head.

"This is even more impossible. The Tiangong database is updated in real time, and our backup database is updated every ten years. How can it be exactly the same?"

The man was startled and immediately asked: "You mean, our database has also been tampered with?"

"It can't be man-made. If you want to modify the backup data manually, you need an order from one of the twelve members. And I can't find this record unless more than half of the members choose to delete the record. This is unrealistic."

The man asked in a low voice.

"What do you mean?"

Guangri threw the information on the table, with a gloomy expression on his face. Now he was half-disabled, sitting in a wheelchair, and the decaying aura of his body was very strong. But even so, the man next to him stood next to Guangri.

I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles, and my back was wet all over.

"Check, tell me when the information was modified, start the 332 research project, reshape his personal experience, and find out when the problem occurred."

Although he was very scared, the man still asked bravely.

"Is it too costly to activate 332 just for one person?"

"Ignorance, can this still be called a human being? A high-level pollutant was voluntarily taken into custody for his sake, and even though he spoke the divine words with his own mouth, his body has not been corrupted, can you still call him a human being?"

After being scolded by Guangri, the man was almost unsteady on his feet and nodded in agreement. Guangri was also annoyed when he saw him like this, so he waved his hand to let him leave.

Before the man left, Guangri suddenly thought of something again.

"By the way, tell the task force not to disturb him anymore, and the same goes for the research project on high-level pollutants. It's just a formality. Send some irrelevant people in to study, and most of them will die. Why don't you still

Do you really think you can find anything out of her?"

"Yes, I will inform you right away."

Guangri lowered his head and looked at his legs, which had lost the ability to move long ago. He hung them helplessly and unintentionally shook off the blanket covering them, revealing a pair of gray withered limbs that had completely shrunk.

He sighed and said leisurely.

"There are always people who don't know whether to live or die."

On Ye Tingbai's side, as soon as he came out of Xie Cai's tent, he saw Xie Cai standing at the door with his hands behind his back. He turned around excitedly, and through the gap in the curtain, he saw the pile of sand on the ground covered with red robes.

, the eyes seem to be a little moist.

Sub-personality: "What the hell is going on?"

Xie Cai's back seemed to be even more bent. His eyes never left the small tent. He only asked Ye Tingbai to go back first. Ye Tingbai, who was the focus of everyone, suddenly became free. Everyone had their own things to do.

busy.

Because of Tan Tong's death, three teams of investigators came to this isolation circle, and finally the most critical question came. Did Ye Tingbai suffer from the blood epidemic? This is the key. If Ye Tingbai really had

Blood plague, then Tan Tong's death may cause trouble.

If Ye Tingbai did not have the blood epidemic and Tan Tong brought his personal emotions into his work, then his death would have been in vain and no one would have stood up for him.

The people in the World Government are not fools. It is impossible for Ye Tingbai to wear equipment when he is being examined. It is easy to find out that he has blood plague, so now Ye Tingbai is faced with a

choose.

Should he use this eyeball or not?

Su Mi said that this eyeball is a thing that suppresses her pollution and makes her look like a normal person. Moreover, this thing is completely opposite to machinery. As a cardinal, Su Mi has been exposed to the abyss of the deep sea all year round, thus achieving

Due to a certain balance, this eyeball has been in her body for sixty or seventy years without any problems.
Chapter completed!