Chapter 959 You Are a Puppet

After confirming that everything was going well with Rei, Matsunaga turned his attention to Mizorogi.

In fact, when paying attention to Rei, Mizorogi was not spared.

On the third day after Mizorogi was brought back, after it was confirmed that he had really lost his memory and it was not some new trick, he was tied to the test bed.

His brain was scanned again and again, trying to find anything useful in his brain.

This is undoubtedly an extremely painful process. Compared with the pain Ji Yazhun has suffered before, it is considered small.

He had no time to rest, and was tested again and again, trying to figure out the secrets in him.

Of course, they still know that they cannot easily use the vibration waves of the alien beasts, because they are afraid that Mizorogi will awaken the power again like Himeya Jun, which will be bad.

But Mizorogi suffered a lot. If it weren't for lack of time, he might have already analyzed the body tissue samples.

Today, Mizorogi was once again carried by two armed men from the laboratory to the small cubicle where he was held.

He had just undergone an experiment and had his brain scanned mercilessly.

"No, please. It's useless what you do to me. I can't remember anything!" His voice was filled with fear and weakness. It was unimaginable that the arrogant man before would become like this now. Vice appearance.

But his begging for mercy had no effect at all. These cold soldiers seemed to have no sympathy and ignored any of his struggles. After all, some of them had seen or even personally experienced the evil deeds Mizorogi had committed.

They coldly threw Mizoromu on the bed and moved away.

Manager Matsunaga walked in: "Mizoroki Shinya."

Just saying a name calmly, Mizoromu curled up on the bed in fear. His legs curled up, his hands instinctively held his head, and he tried his best to curl up in the corner, just wanting to stay away from this person. a little.

This shows how strong the shadow Matsunaga left on Mizorogi.

But Matsunaga had no reaction to his gesture. He just glanced at it lightly and sat on the bed at Mizorogi's feet.

"Although you are hiding now, you are still a terrible threat to us." He remembered the crimes that Soon committed after Mizorogi transformed into Dark Mephistopheles, "Relying on power to dominate the world , for this twisted purpose, you took advantage of many people's feelings and even took away their lives. You obtained the power of the devil and challenged Ultraman on your deathbed. Then you lost everything, even your memory. No more. However, I still need to know the secret of this terrible power that you have obtained."

"Stop talking!" Mizorogi shouted and interrupted him. He curled up even more and even covered his ears, refusing to listen. "Don't do this again."

Looking at his embarrassed posture, Matsunaga stood up indifferently and said to the two armed men guarding him: "In one hour, scan his brain again."

After saying that, he left.

The armed personnel locked the compartment door and stood guard outside the door. After waiting for an hour, they sent Mizorogi to the test bed again.

As for Mizorogi who was curled up and murmuring nervously, who cares.

About ten minutes later, a man in a black suit walked to the cubicle where Mizorogi was staying.

He didn't pay any attention to the two guards. As soon as he stood still, he looked at the embarrassed Mizorogi inside.

When the two watchers were unaware, a mist-like gray-black energy mist stuck to the ground, followed their feet, sneaked into Mizoromu's cubicle, and then submerged into Mizoromu's body. .

Mizolumu, who was huddled on the bed, shrank back again, subconsciously resisting something.

But the next second, the black mist seemed to be repelled by something in his body, fell hard on the corner of the wall, and finally dissipated.

Mizorogi looked at the closed room and the cold, closed door in confusion, and finally buried his face deeper.

why why why? Why does he have to endure this? What on earth had he done to deserve such extreme treatment?

Who can come, who can come to save him?

But no one answered this question.

After an hour passed, even if Mizorogi resisted again, he was still tied to the experimental table.

He hadn't eaten normally for a long time. In order to consume his energy, the TLT experimenters only gave him a few injections of nutritional supplements to ensure that he would not die suddenly during the high-intensity experiment.

The mental exhaustion and physical exhaustion almost caused him to collapse completely.

But Mizorogi's spirit was unexpectedly tenacious. Even though he felt like he couldn't hold on every time, in fact, he survived every time.

Pain, helplessness, fear, confusion...

Exactly, why?

He was forcefully tied up with restraints and a headband again, and the dazzling ultraviolet light shone brightly on his face, making Mizorogi's vision blurry.

At this time, he calmed down and waited quietly for the experimenter to press the switch again.

It would be nice if I could remember...

The electric current stimulated his brain, and a certain itch gradually turned into pain, giving his brain a painful feeling of being exposed and being messed with.

Mizorogi roared in pain, his bound hands and legs tightened, and he struggled subconsciously, but he had forgotten how to use strength and couldn't even break free of the restraints at this moment.

"Increase the current." Matsunaga, who once again found nothing, gave the order expressionlessly.

The person in charge of the laboratory next to him didn't refute, and just nodded.

After he signaled, the experimenter inside increased the current stimulation.

The pain almost doubled, and Mizoromu's whole body was like a stranded fish, constantly trying to struggle, but being firmly restrained by the straps.

Until the pain reaches its extreme.

Who am I?

"You are a puppet." A voice suddenly sounded. The voice was cold and majestic, like some kind of superior being.

Then, a fragment of memory flashed through his mind.

A person wrapped in darkness stood in front of him, unable to see his true face.

And behind this figure, a shadow flashed away.

In his memory, Mizurogi suddenly turned his head and saw a giant behind him - Dark Mephistopheles.

"The dark game has begun..." This is his voice...

"Ah!!!" In the sharp voice, he saw that he was pointing the gun at an innocent person who was crying in fear, and behind him was a hideous and terrifying monster.

He saw himself shooting, and saw the girl who asked him for help slowly falling to the ground...

Then he heard the voice again.

"You are a puppet, just a... tool." The end of the voice was sarcastic, mocking the numerous crimes he had been controlled by the darkness and committed.

Today’s small theater:

Author: I had a dream before. I dreamed that I was being chased and killed by a bunch of monsters. It was Serbia who saved me, and then I promised to add drama to Serbia.

Hong Tu: You don’t doubt that I set those monsters free, right?

Zhang Jie: So what about the scene you added for me? ? ?

Author: No, Ersha, how could you let those monsters chase and kill me?

Hong Tu (nodding in agreement): You are right, how could I just let those monsters chase you.

Zhang Jie (trying to gain a sense of presence): So, where is my play? ? ?

Author: "Okay", what ending do you like? How about dying alone?

Hong Tu: The premise is that I can grow old, right?

Author: smile without saying a word.jpg

Hongtu: Smiling without saying a word.jpg

Zhang Jie: Please pay attention to me! ! !