Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 48 Lu Mingfei: Sister, this is the men's restroom.

I just stepped into the Regent Hotel.

Lu Mingfei was almost blinded by the light.

Good heavens, what I just saw! My senior brother, who is usually so abstinent and detached from worldly desires, is actually having tea with a girl!

Poor Liu Miaomiao.

Such a major event naturally piqued his curiosity immediately, and with the mindset of wanting to see what was going on... oh no, to keep an eye on things, he immediately activated the intelligence panel.

Name: Chen Motong

【Age: 19/24】

【Combat strength: 74】

【Favourability: 0】

Wealth Index: 5.6

[Bloodline: A]

[Word of Power: Unawakened]

[Special Status: Artificial Human]

[Tags: Nono, Little Witch, Mature Woman, Eldest Daughter of the Chen Family, Loyal, Profile Expert, Kassel College Class of 2008... Cesare's Bride, Frigga No. 3]

[Comment: Damn it, your reason for cheating is so flawless?]

"Huh? Human... what the heck is an artificial human?"

Lu Mingfei stared in disbelief at the line indicating special status.

Could it be... that?
Lu Mingfei's mind immediately conjured up EVA from "Neon Genesis Evangelion," an android created by humans through the power of technology to replicate Adam, serving as the ultimate weapon against the Third Impact.

"It's just a little small." Lu Mingfei swallowed.

But why is she so...poor? Does the eldest daughter of the prestigious Chen family have to work part-time to support herself while studying?
At this time.

Chu Zihang also noticed Lu Mingfei at the door and nodded slightly in that direction, but he didn't notice that Chen Motong's face suddenly turned pale and he lowered his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

"Senior brother! I've come to return your money."

Once closer, Lu Mingfei stopped glancing at Chen Motong.

Although as a homebody, he often ranks and scores the pretty girls he's seen, this Miss Chen's looks are indeed top-notch, and she might even be able to sit at the same table as the mixed-race Little Fairy. However, the moment the words "artificial human" come out, it feels like she's had plastic surgery in South Korea.

It naturally has an extra layer of not-so-good filter.

Besides... the Chen family can already be considered an opposing force, right?
He took an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to Chu Zihang.

"it is good,"

Chu Zihang accepted the money carefully. He didn't ask Lu Mingfei where the money came from, but he guessed it was related to his hunter friend next to him. However, it wasn't appropriate to ask too much in front of outsiders.

"Remember what I told you?" Chu Zihang said meaningfully.

"Don't worry, senior brother, I understand," Lu Mingfei said with a beaming smile.

"I'm going to the restroom." Chen Motong suddenly stood up and walked unsteadily toward the depths of the lobby.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

After she left, Lu Mingfei finally asked in a low voice.

"Senior brother, who is she...?"

"A lobbyist from the Chen family," Chu Zihang said succinctly.

"Oh, that's good." Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief.

The panel showed that Chen Motong was a student at Kassel College. He almost thought it was a classic old classmate winter break reunion, which scared him to death... This girl has a fiancé... Caesar, just from the name, he's no ordinary person.

But it doesn't really matter. If my senior brother really likes her, I'll just take her with me to rob a wedding car once I've leveled up! I'll smash that guy's axle!
After letting his mind wander for a moment, Lu Mingfei asked, "How did your chat go?"

Chu Zihang shook his head: "It's over. Time to leave."

It means the conversation went wrong.

Lu Mingfei wasn't surprised. The Chen family's matter was no small thing, and it was normal for his senior brother to refuse to negotiate, given his personality.

"So...are we waiting for her to come out?"

"Ah."

Chu Zihang pointed to the pink-cased phone on the table.

This is Chen Motong's phone; she left it on the table when she went to the restroom.

"Ok."

That's just my senior's personality, but... is it possible to go to the toilet without a phone?
Lu Mingfei scratched his head in confusion.

……

A cold, mechanical sound came from above.

"Frigga III refuses to answer. The 17th execution begins."

Inside the toilet stall, Chen Motong finally couldn't control her unusually active brain. Her eyes twitched, and her eyeballs rolled upwards uncontrollably, revealing large areas of white. She had entered a deep profiling state.

Or rather... spiritual vision!
A strong feeling of suffocation suddenly surged in from all directions.

The Regent Hotel's bathroom was very clean, and the warm, dry air smelled of fragrance, but she felt as if she were underwater, with foul-smelling liquid pouring into her nostrils and mouth, and even into her brain.

She struggled painfully, but it was as if some cold metal device was firmly binding her, and she could not break free at all.

Everything in front of me was blood red, and my throat was filled with the taste of blood.

Just when she thought she was about to die, the metal device lifted her out of the water. Red and white lights flashed before her eyes, and the mechanical voice came from above again.
"The 17th execution is complete. The asphyxiation time is 45 seconds. Frigga III, you may begin your statement."

What is Frigga No. 3? What is this statement? Where is this?

Chen Motong's consciousness was in chaos, as if he were truly in that dark space.

The deep profiling has spiraled out of control like never before, and she cannot break free on her own unless someone nearby wakes her up.

Before she could catch her breath, the metal instruments pushed her back into the water: "Frigga III refuses to answer. The 18th execution begins."

"...The 18th execution is complete. The asphyxiation time was 47 seconds. Frigga III, you may begin your statement."

"...The 19th execution is complete. The asphyxiation time was 59 seconds. Frigga III, you may begin your statement."

The recurring feeling of suffocation, the unchanging mechanical sounds, and the immense pain enveloping her body, as if tearing every cell of her body apart.

Who exactly experienced this?
Chen Motong felt like she was about to collapse, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

In this world of spiritual vision, she had no power to struggle and could only suffer torture time and time again.

The execution is still ongoing.

"Frigga III refuses to answer, increase intensity... increase intensity... increase intensity..."

The cold, mechanical voice was devoid of any emotion.

The intensity is constantly increasing.

"Am I...am I going to die?"

She was thinking unconsciously, her makeup blurred by tears, a strange yet relieved smile on her face.

Death... doesn't seem like an unacceptable thing.

Finally, the machine suspended her in the dark space for a moment.

She gasped for breath, like a stranded fish, her head drooping as she saw a girl's reflection in the water.

The girl, dressed in blood-stained white clothes, opened her only remaining blood-red eye, a bitter smile playing on her lips: "Don't waste time... I don't remember anything... Kill me and start over..."

Her long, wet, dark red hair, her blank yet still stubborn eyes, and the girl's wide grin revealing bloodied white teeth...

That's herself!
boom--

The memories that had been wiped from my mind surged back in an instant.

Trying to break free from those unbreakable shackles!

In reality, Chen Motong collapsed to her knees, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam.

……

In the restroom.

thump—

"Damn, there are people everywhere."

Lu Mingfei tried to push open the tightly closed red-marked cubicle doors, but all he got in response were muffled groans of dissatisfaction.

To be honest.

That girl should eat some dietary fiber; it's taking her so long to go to the toilet!

But my senior is the kind of person who would wait for the owner to come back if he found a wallet on the street. He's very principled. But then again, it's true, you can't afford to lose a cell phone even more than a wallet.

After waiting for a long time, he finally felt it too.

thump—

Just as Lu Mingfei was about to give up, there was a 'creak'.

The door opened.

She revealed a haggard face with tear stains at the corners of her eyes. The sterling silver four-leaf clover pendant on her earlobe hung quietly, its embedded diamonds dull and lifeless.

Chen... Chen Motong?

Lu Mingfei turned his head in horror and saw the row of urinals.

I immediately felt a sense of relief.

He hesitated for a moment, then spoke seriously.

"Sister, this is the men's restroom."

(End of this chapter)