"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Mus retreated behind Janus and looked at the cat's eyes with a vigilant look.

“I can be human or not.”

Maoyan seemed to have said something, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he didn't say anything.

This is a level that is comparable to those riddle people.

This felt very similar. The police at the scene of the crime were fooling reporters.

Give an example.

‘The victim has been sent to the autopsy and the police have obtained preliminary clues.’

‘Officer, can you tell me the specific situation?’

‘What is the situation? This is the situation at present. What is the specific situation depends on the next situation.’

It seems that I have said a lot, but in fact I have not disclosed anything.

"Okay, Maoyan, don't tease him."

Janus didn't have time to listen to the two of them perform crosstalk: "How are you getting today?"

"As usual, just two more today than yesterday."

Hearing the boss's words, Maoyan immediately ignored Moos and followed Janus to introduce today's harvest.

Harvest? Two?

Moos's face changed slightly.

Familiar words made him have bad associations.

The following scenes directly confirm his association.

A corpse with a broken stomach lying quietly on the operating table.

Next to the body was a crying mask.

The tragedy that should have been drawn with a rest nine years ago was re-spent in Qianhua Market.

But this time I was not so lucky. There was no second hermit in Qianhua Market, so I came out to stop this anti-human atrocities.

Janus began to shake his head and sighed: "Oh, Qianhua Market really cannot compete with Neihua City."

Maoyan said with a smile: "If you allow me to use some extreme measures, you can triple the efficiency."

"You just want to kill someone for fun, right?"

Janus said lightly: "If it is really a shortage, I will do that without you saying it."

"The amount needed by the organization is almost enough. The reason why I didn't let you stop is just because you are still useful to me."

"In other words, I didn't need to continue killing people anymore. It's just that you consider that I'm still useful to your game, so let me continue to do it?"

Maoyan spread his hands and shrugged: "It's really heartless, Lord Janus."

Moos looked at the exaggerated performance of Maoyan in fear.

He was afraid that Janus would be unhappy and threw everyone present into the stratosphere.

It can only be said that the madman is worthy of being a madman, whether facing the hermit at that time or facing Janus now.

There is no fear in the cat's eyes.

It seems that this man is born inseparable from fear.

"To be honest, I can only deal with specific people here all day long. When can I let me move freely, Lord Janus?"

Maoyan asked, tidying up the body on the operating table.

"No need to do it now."

Um?

Maoyan himself is actually just asking casually.

But he didn't expect that Janus actually agreed.

What does this feel like?

This feels like you were originally raising a finger and wanting to sell the thing for 10,000 yuan.

As a result, the other party made a decision: I want one million, I want the goods!

According to the original plan, isn’t it still my turn to appear?

The cat-eyed corpse was not cleaned up: "The plan has changed?"

Janus pushed Muss out from behind: "Yes, something went wrong, the number of players has increased, and the new player is your old acquaintance."

The cat eyes narrowed and looked at Moos in surprise: "The new player... is the hermit?"

He brought Muss over specially, and the only person Maoyan could think of was the Hermit.

"The plan has changed, you can act as you wish, no need to follow the order."

Janus did not answer this question positively, but pointed to Moos: "Next, he will be your partner. I only have one requirement for you, that is, find the hermit."

"clear."

Maoyan's eyes were all confused with a smile: "Mr. Janus, I am doing murder, but the action planning is average. So, can I let my old friend Moos find a hunting target for me?"

Moose:?_??

Beast! What are you going to do!

Janus picked up the crying mask on the edge of the operating table and threw it into the red door: "In terms of intelligence, isn't Nata always responsible?"

"I haven't seen an old friend for a long time. I want to talk to him about the past, let alone."

Maoyan walked to Muss and put his hand on his shoulder: "Natta's intelligence ability is incomparable to my old friend. I believe he can definitely pick out the most suitable hunting object and lead out the hermit."

"It doesn't matter. He was originally a bait used to fish for the hermit. If it could come in handy, it would be great."

After Janus recycled the crying mask, a small ball of black liquid climbed up his neck.

"Well... I understand, how is your plan going?... OK, okay, don't talk too much, I will go back as soon as possible."

Janus pulled off the black water from his neck and squeezed it out, and the black liquid splashed everywhere.

And these liquids, like ginseng fruit, disappeared without a trace as soon as they touched the ground.

Janus raised his hand and opened a red door: "You can do the rest yourself. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

After saying that, he walked into the door and disappeared without a trace.

Only Maoyan and Musi were left at the scene, staring at the operating room.

From the resurrection to the present, Maoyan's activity range has been limited to Jiuhua City over the years, and he has been doing day after day of dissection work.

Very boring.

Janus's order was like a chain, firmly fixing him in this square land.

And now, the chain is opened.

The butcher in Neva City regained his freedom.

Compared to the happy cat eyes, Mus' expression is as happy as visiting the grave on Qingming Festival.

‘I offer a hunting target? I think you are revengeing and want the hermit to make me a cement pier!’

Muss wished he could pick up the scalpel on the cart and gesture to the cat's eyes.

As soon as this thought arose, the scene in his mind that he was pressed to the ground by this guy many years ago was immediately replayed.

The tumultuous anger was instantly extinguished.

‘Calm down, you must calm down Mous, you are just an ordinary person!’

Moos took a deep breath and suppressed his impulse to endure his self-abuse: "How did you survive?"

"The human body will die, but the will will not."

Maoyan did not hide the reason for his resurrection from Muss.

While cleaning up the corpse on the operating table, he said, "It is very simple, just transfer one person's personality and memory to another person to achieve the purpose of resurrection, right?"

"Are you still you who have come back to life?" Mus said in surprise.

"That depends on your definition of people."

Maoyan didn't care about this philosophical contradiction at all: "Is it the human personality that creates different memories, or does experience, memory shape personality?"

The cat put down the body and poked Muss' chest: "Or I'll change my question, is this body Moss, or is your consciousness Moss?"

Before Moos answered, he smiled: "The original personality of my body has been completely erased. In my opinion, I am completely consistent with my previous self, and it is not a big problem to say that it is resurrection.

It's no different from ordinary people doing surgery to change organs. I just changed my body."

"...Your changes are really a big deal. You wouldn't have told me so much nonsense in the past."
To be continued...