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Chapter 347 Who Is He 12
Xunguang's face turned blue, he turned his head stiffly, and said in a panic, "There are too many people here, I feel like I'm going to suffocate, so I want to go back and rest."

Monroe walked to her side and said, "Your complexion is very bad. It may be due to lack of oxygen. There is still a long way to go back here. I will take you to the chapel to rest."

Xun Guang said: "I can go back by myself, you can stay here with Miss Sirius and Miss Tina."

Monroe held her hand tightly and said, "Let's go, I can't find them anymore, there are too many people."

Xunguang didn't dare to refuse any more, so he could only follow him to the chapel.

This is not the same direction as the police station.

The chapel is empty, even the priest is not there. In the current form, going to church will be considered old-fashioned, young people basically don’t come, and those who come to church come early and leave after the hymn is sung.

Monroe brought Xunguang in and let her sit in the last row.

The church has been newly renovated, with snow-white walls and glass windows with roses. The snow light comes in from the outside, as if it wants to shine into people's hearts.

Monroe prayed devoutly to the statue of Jesus and the cross on the stage, and then came back to check the situation of the light search.

He took out a new handkerchief, wiped off the fine beads of sweat on Xunguang's forehead, and said, "Are you feeling better?"

Xunguang said: "It's much better, thank you, you can go to the lecture, I'll sit down for a while and go back."

Monroe said, "I can't leave you alone."

There was no way to find the light, and he couldn't help touching the pocket of his skirt, where the handkerchief was close to his body.

Monroe sat for a while, then suddenly said, "Do you know what identity impairment is?"

Xunguang shook his head.

System: "It's multiple personalities."

Monroe said: "This is a kind of loss of memory, a transformation from one identity to another, and a more diverse life, like several people living in one body, and you cooperate with each other without interfering with each other. "

Xunguang didn't know why he was bringing this up, so he could only whisper, "I don't quite understand, does Mr. Monroe have an identity disorder?"

Monroe said: "It doesn't matter if I have it or not, but I think you have it, and you are very serious."

Xunguang immediately became nervous and said, "Me?"

Monroe said: "Yes, I'm rude to say that, but it's absolutely true, there are two people living in Miss Daisy's body, one is cleaning quietly, and the other is eagerly peeping at me."

The light words fell on Xunguang's ears, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, she tremblingly said: "I just like Mr. Monroe."

Monroe said: "No, you don't like me, you are just spying on me with your other personality, watching my movements, ready to catch me at any time and put me to death, right?"

As he spoke, he turned to Xunguang, clasped his hands on the back of the chair, and wrapped Xunguang in his arms condescendingly.

Xunguang's whole body trembled.

Number one thousand!Help!
The system silently activated the pain shield

Monroe said: "Don't be afraid, I like you like this, you should know what to do."

Xunguang was dying and said, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Monroe stroked Xunguang's body with one hand, and finally reached the pocket of her skirt, and said with a smile: "Your skin is very cold, are you afraid?"

At this moment, Xunguang felt that he was a dehydrated fish.

Monroe reached in, took out the blood-stained handkerchief, put it in his pocket, and said, "Vettel is useless, too careless, and he likes you very much, and thinks you are a black-haired black-eyed Lovely lady, we have reached an agreement that your life will be spared, but this is only temporary, because I hate chaos, and if you bring chaos to me, I will go against the will of the collective."

Xunguang raised her head, only to feel dizzy, the light from the multicolored glass fell in her eyes, making her want to faint.

So exciting.

The task target turned out to be multiple personalities, and the transformation was so natural that she didn't even know when the personality in front of her appeared.

She remembered seeing Monroe go out with Mrs. Constantine that night, looking more dangerous, and each of these personalities was more dangerous than the other.

She is now a fish on the chopping board.

How many personalities does he have?

The system was silent for a moment and said: "We currently know three of them. One has a dominant personality and is very gentleman. The other is very dangerous. The one who goes out at night. The other is the one just now. This one doesn't like chaos. This one is very domineering. .”

Xunguang: "Forget it if you die."

Can't do one, there are three, maybe more than three.

After all, his own life was picked up by "they" collectively voting.

Monroe let go of the light and sat in his seat. After a while, Monroe stood up, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Daisy, can I call you Daisy? Let's go out. I treat you to lunch."

Xunguang pondered that this should be the least dangerous personality, the useless Vettel that other personalities said, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Thank you."

Monroe said, "Can you move? I think you're too cold and shivering. Let's go get some soup."

As he said, he took off his long gray coat and put it on Xunguang.

Xunguang tried his best to keep calm, thanked him again, and went down to the restaurant under the leadership of Monroe.

The court speech hadn't ended yet, and there were very few people in the restaurant. Monroe opened the chair for Xunguang, spread the coat on her lap, and said, "Is it better?"

Xunguang nodded silently.

She is desperate.

I don't know what the target of this mission is, it seems that she can move her finger, and the other party can know what she is thinking.

The system directly sent a message for help.

"What should I do if I encounter a multiple personality task target? Wait online. It's very urgent."

Replies came very quickly, except for number one thousand, everyone seems to be very busy.

"You don't wear a vest for number one thousand, and the number one is online."

"Can you be more friendly upstairs, please wait online."

"It's simple, let the host play a guest role as a psychiatrist, and a little romantic thing will happen during the treatment."

"I disagree. Last time, my host played a cameo role as a psychiatrist. Because he was not professional enough, he was accidentally killed by the mission target during the treatment."

Xun Guang looked at these various answers and could only look at the table to reduce his sense of existence.

Monroe ordered soup for her and took good care of her.

The two were drinking soup when suddenly someone stopped Xunguang.

"Daisy? Are you here? I've been looking for you all morning."

Xunguang turned his head and looked at the young man who was talking, feeling very headache.

This brown-haired man with two dimples is Daisy's boyfriend. The two of them were discussing marriage. At one point, they were going to register for marriage, but the man said he had no money, so he didn't take any action.

Daisy came out to work in order to raise money to get married.

The system dutifully retrieved his information.

"Hull, I'm looking for a job now. I've been studying to be a lawyer before. You haven't sent him any money for a month. I'm afraid it's because of this matter that I came to you."

Seeking light: "."

There was a hint of anger in Hull's expression, but the moment he saw Monroe, the anger disappeared.

"Daisy, who is this?"

Xunguang quickly introduced: "Mr. Monroe."

(End of this chapter)