Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

Otter gradually understood his own situation, which also helped Zhuang Xuteng understand his spells.

There is no doubt that Otter is now an undead, a corpse controlled by Zhuang Xuteng, but he also has "external brain computing power". His body is an execution puppet. Zhuang Xuteng's orders as the controller will be executed unconditionally and absolutely first. At the same time, when the execution puppet encounters a situation that it cannot operate, it will ask for brain power, and this brain power is the otter himself.

"So, I actually died shortly after I was pushed into the operating room, but the company's technicians preserved my brain and used it for a specially made execution puppet. Then haven't I been giving this ghost all the time? Carry things and shoes? Become a slave? Naike, I am so miserable..."

Zhuang Xuteng tried his best to comfort him and said: "I understand your feelings. All I can say is: you are dead and your last words have been given. You can put down everything except revenge. I have also seen people locked in jars for preparation." You'll spend your whole life providing brainpower for the execution of puppets! You're pretty good, at least you can move around..."

"The one who 'can move' is not me!" Otter pointed at his head and asked: "How long can I live, and will I continue to have strokes?"

"Hmm...how to explain..." Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head and said: "As long as the shadow equipment and implants in your body can still work, you can maintain your heartbeat, breathing and blood circulation, and I can control you. Doing this and that - but this is not called living, it can only be called activity. You will definitely have another stroke, but your ghost will always be there, which is not living either. Finally, as your brain continues to be damaged by the stroke, You will gradually lose consciousness and eventually disappear, leaving only a heartbeating and breathing body controlled by me. There is no doubt about it."

"Okay, I'm about to die for the third time, right?" Otter said while counting on his fingers: "It was the first time that the Sanliu Charity Foundation cut off my head, the second time that I died of a stroke, and then the third time that I lost consciousness due to complete brain damage. Three times. Please, please, don’t do it a fourth time.”

"Okay, I promise you." Zhuang Xuteng said, "When I get the confidential information from your apartment, you will be completely freed."

"I completely agree." Otter thought for a while and said: "There is a question I don't understand. My brain must have suffered three or four strokes, right? You said that I had become a vegetative state before and was completely unconscious. Why? Am I still conscious?"

Even when facing a dead person, Zhuang Xuteng was unwilling to explain the principles of necromancy. The "Awakening/Controlling the Undead" spell must have bypassed the damaged area and used resentment to build new circuits in the brain, allowing the otter's "ghost" to correctly read the memory. The whole spell is like creating a new set of body tissues. Otherwise, how can a skeleton move?

However, this kind of reconstruction is not omnipotent. No matter how many bypasses there are, it is impossible to replace the damaged parts. If the brain's memory continues to be depleted, the otter's personality will inevitably disappear, and he will eventually become a zombie. Moreover, memory damage is very difficult. There is no way for a person to know what memory he has lost. At most, he will only realize the fact that "I really want to forget things."

"Executing puppet technology allows the corpse to work, and your brain is still alive as an organ, so..." Zhuang Xuteng waved his hand and said: "Don't ask me why, I'm not an engineer or designer, I can't understand this. Zombie physiques, execution puppets, and implants, I don’t even know if I can recreate your current state.”

Otter nodded and said: "It makes sense. If you understand everything, it is a huge failure of the company - they are trying their best to keep their technical secrets secret."

"Let's not talk about things that are so far away." Zhuang Xuteng pointed in the direction of the car and said, "I will see Brother Dao later, so don't say anything. Well... your ghost is luckily invisible and can only be sensed with magic. This won't scare him to death. Strictly speaking, I'm torturing your body, and he probably won't be happy. I just want to get information that can be used against the company, and try to gain as much chance of victory as possible. You take revenge. Brother Dao is not as utilitarian as me, he will care more about your dignity."

"I understand, don't worry, I support you on this matter." Otter said, "Brother Dao values ​​feelings, of course I know that, don't worry, I won't say anything."

Zhuang Xuteng shook hands with the otter, and then said: "Now the situation has changed. You have the opportunity to go in directly. I just need to be at a certain distance near you. Can you take out the things and give them to me?"

Otter thought for a while and tried to take a few steps in the car by himself. His steps were shaky and his body was shaky, which must be related to the damage to his brain. Zhuang Xuteng understood what he meant and used the channel of necromancy to "order him" to move forward. At this time, his body first guaranteed to move horizontally in a zombie-like manner, and then with the help of the remaining brain power of the otter, his walking was close to that of an ordinary person.

The otter sighed and said: "If I will become more and more clumsy as my brain continues to be damaged, then I will need you to help me. Look at my current state, walking is a problem, and I have trouble opening and unlocking doors. Vin, I can’t possibly finish it.”

"In what capacity should I go with you?" Zhuang Xuteng also saw that in this situation, he had to escort him throughout the whole process.

"Hey, there's a ready one over there." Otter pointed to Jeremy's body: "You use his identity to follow me in. They are all employees of Dingxin Magic, so there should be no problem."

"I don't have his pass code!" Zhuang Xuteng held his forehead and said, "I even blew his head open with a hammer. I can't save his eyeballs."

"Only palm prints are read in the lobby at the entrance, and more information is scanned when you enter the elevator and go to the room area. You definitely can't go to Jeremy's residence - I don't know where he lives - but after passing through the lobby, you can't go to my place. "Problem." Otter explained: "It's strictly controlled, but you have to be allowed to visit. Oh, by the way, you'd better bring less shadow weapons, so as not to arouse unnecessary suspicion."

"Is the armor okay? For example, armored suits, wear-resistant combat boots, etc.?"

"No problem, only weapons are strictly controlled, especially explosives and other dangerous items. I heard that there is a particle scan for explosives in the elevator, but I'm not sure what the specific situation is." Otter suddenly shook as he spoke. After he regained his balance, he clenched his fists and said, "Needless to say, I felt it myself. There was a swish in my head, and I felt a little hot and dazed. It seems like I've been hit hard again."

Zhuang Xuteng nodded and saw with his clairvoyance eyes. Necromancy has no way to prevent this from happening. It can only stop the bleeding and treat it slightly afterwards, but it does not cure the root cause. He said: "Time is limited, let's start taking action now. Take off your clothes and you will get the tools in a moment. We have to get rid of the smell of blood. I have to figure out how to make up as Jeremy. Fortunately, the one I smashed was The eyebrows are raised, and the nose is not hit, leaving me with this face..."

While the two people were busy working, the car slowly stopped, and soon they saw Ge Gongdao's big face appearing at the sealed door, with surprise written all over it. "What's going on? What's going on!" Brother Dao shouted loudly: "Alive again? Did you find a way to cure him?"

"You're thinking of a good thing! If I can cure him, do I still need to hide him? He is just an execution puppet now. I found a way to reactivate him in zombie mode, that's all. Don't stare, wait until you get it Something, I’ll let him go.”

Ge Gongdao gritted his teeth, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly raised his fist. Zhuang Xuteng jumped in front of Brother Dao and said, "He still has a heartbeat and there are radio waves in his brain. He is at least a vegetative state. Don't be in a hurry to kill him!"

"What are these! What are these! Living people don't look like living people, and dead people don't look like dead people!" Ge Gongdao raised his fist and didn't know where to hit to vent his anger. He certainly wouldn't hit Naike, and he couldn't hit him badly either. After finally getting a custom-made black car, I had no choice but to hammer my own thighs. "A broken company, a bastard company, it doesn't do any good things!"

"Oh, being angry will only make you mad. We have to find a way to kill them." Zhuang Xuteng asked knowingly: "Where are we? How is the situation around us?"

"We're back to where we put the car. Don't we have to clean up the wreckage? I'll just drive over here." Ge Gongdao looked at the situation in front of him. He only needed to think about it for a moment to know what Naike had planned. He said, "Look at your side first. What else do you need to get to the otter's place?"

"I'm going to make up as Jeremy. I need his palm prints and eyeballs just in case, and his clothes, which need to be cleaned up." Zhuang Xuteng said, "Brother Dao, please get his clothes. I'll The beating was so hard that it was soaked with blood."

Ge Gongdao glanced at it, shook his head, and said: "Don't even think about it. It will take days to clean it up completely. Let me check it for you. If the clothes have company characteristics, I will get them for you. You'd better Just wear your own clothes!”

"Okay, let's divide the work like this. I'll get the tools to put on makeup, and you'll help with the clothes, mainly otter's. Remove the surgery marks..."

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't know what to do?" Ge Gongdao said: "Naike, this time the otter is wearing a shroud. You must fulfill his last wish. Unless...unless you encounter major danger, At that time, don’t hesitate and run away. We can only take care of the living people first, and then worry about anything else.”

"Okay." Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said: "One more thing, Brother Dao, this operation requires a disguised identity. You'd better not appear within a two-kilometer radius. Let's agree on a rendezvous point, and you can establish a position there. Always ready for me.”

Ge Gongdao beat his chest and blamed his parents: "How come I am born like this? Can't I just grow a common face?"

Hearing this, Otter, who was taking off his clothes on the side, couldn't help but smile. Fortunately, his back was turned to the two of them, otherwise it would be difficult to explain if he was discovered by Ge Gongdao.

Zhuang Xuteng and Ge Gongdao divided their work and cooperated. They not only had to do their respective jobs well, but also discussed the specific details of the operation together. The two agreed that they must act as soon as possible, especially within "ten hours." This "ten hours" was set by Jeremy when he took Otter away, and was recognized by several of Otter's men. During this period, Otter and Jeremy's presence together was perfectly reasonable and would not generally arouse suspicion.

These ten hours are calculated based on the operation time of the Special Department. After ten hours at the latest, people from the Special Department will report to Jeremy on the completion of the assassination. This time is actually not fixed, and it is likely to be earlier. Once the people from the Special Department cannot contact Jeremy, or there is a secret code between them, and Zhuang Xuteng cannot match it, there is a risk that the whole thing will be exposed, and the alarm bell of Dingxin Magic will sound.

The previous beatings and examinations had consumed a lot of time, plus putting on makeup and rushing to the apartment afterwards, their time was quite tight, with just over three hours left. Zhuang Xuteng wished he had eight hands to help him put on makeup, so he used twelve vengeful spirit tentacles instead.

Jeremy's face is very distinctive, with deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and wide and thick lips... If you want to draw them exactly the same, it would be absolutely impossible without several hours of molding, shaping the face, and then putting it together layer by layer. , so Zhuang Xuteng could only use emergency methods.

First cover what you can, such as a hat covering your head, a wig covering your ears and cheeks, sunglasses covering your eyes, etc. Next, Zhuang Xuteng needs to cut off Jeremy's face, stick it on the face through the shaping clay, then use the wraith tentacles to fix its shape, and cover it with shadows to control the shadows and strengthen the shape. This kind of emergency makeup is definitely not perfect in terms of effect, but with less than three hours left, there is no other way.

Forty-five minutes later, Zhuang Xuteng walked out with Jeremy's dead face on his face. In order to cover the edge marks of the cut face and cover up other blemishes as much as possible, his hair style was wrong, from short hair to half shawl. This hairstyle also comes with a hat, which is a little weird, but Zhuang Xuteng really doesn't have time to deal with the differences in bone structure and head shape. After putting on the sunglasses, he still looks decent, but when he takes them off, he has a pair of mismatched eyes. As for the mouth, it feels swollen when I don't open it, as if I'm having an allergic attack; once I open my mouth, it's like two pairs of upper and lower lips, a living monster.

"Don't open your mouth, or you'll reveal your secrets." Ge Gongdao stared at Zhuang Xuteng, looking left and right, and said: "From a distance, he looks like Jeremy, but up close, you feel something is wrong. It's too obvious that you are covering up with your hair. , as if to say 'Please look here'. Is there any other way to change it?"

"Bandage?" Zhuang Xuteng gestured from his cheek to the top of his head. "How about using battle-damaged clothing and twisting it up and down to create a wound like the chin was penetrated. At the same time, draw bruises around the eyes, so the reason for wearing sunglasses will be clear."

Ge Gongdao gave a thumbs up, and Zhuang Xuteng immediately took action.

Twenty minutes later, Zhuang Xuteng, with his left arm hanging and his face bandaged, set off with the freshly washed Tata (Otter). They first drove a certain distance in the stolen car they got from Gonggong Road, and then transferred to another car. The taxi that was called came all the way to Dingxin Apartment. On the way, the driver checked Zhuang Xuteng through the rearview mirror from time to time, probably because he was afraid that he would suddenly vomit blood or die in his car. At the same time, he paid almost zero attention to Tata. Very good, it seems that the real dead person does not attract attention, so there is hope that this can happen!