indianbanksassociation Chapter 531 Su Wan's Shock Level: 130100
Chapter 531 Su Wan's Shock Level: 130100
"good."
The thing spoke; it was the voice of four women overlapping, like someone pressing four piano keys at the same time, producing an illogical chord.
"Now we can not only change their appearance, but also get their voices and smiles. From now on, our disguises will be flawless."
The thing tilted its head and licked its lips with satisfaction.
Those lips belonged to Suti, full and plump, the tip of her overly long tongue brushing against the flesh, producing a sticky, soft rubbing sound.
Then, it turned around and went back to the bathroom.
I climbed onto the marble countertop of the washbasin, crawled on all fours, and reached for the rectangular mirror.
The mirror-like surface resembled a lake cast in mercury, rippling outwards in a grayish-white pattern.
The thing sank and vanished without a trace in an instant.
The mirror returned to normal, coldly reflecting everything in the bathroom.
The four women remained standing in place, silent and motionless.
Footsteps came from the middle of the corridor, towards the stairwell.
A hunched figure slowly emerged from the corner of the stairs.
She was an old woman.
Her back was bent at an acute angle, her head was almost level with her waist, and her fingertips were almost touching the ground when her hands hung down.
He was wearing a dark gray cotton jacket with a large dark brown stain on the lapel.
Her eyes were almost completely covered by loose eyelids, leaving only two extremely thin slits.
Two murky yellowish-green lights shone from the crevice, like phosphorescent flames occasionally rising from a rotting swamp.
The old woman walked up to the four women and stopped.
She raised her head, her two phosphorescent eyes scanning the four empty faces one by one.
Then she laughed.
She had no teeth, and her gums were black and shrunken beyond recognition.
"Good stuff, good quality."
Her withered, twig-like fingers began to move.
Four red threads shot out at the same moment, and in the blink of an eye, they had pierced the hearts of four women.
Then, the old woman moved her fingers.
The four women's bodies jolted simultaneously, as if a machine that had been shut down had suddenly been plugged back in.
The old woman turned around and walked back to the stairwell she had come from.
The four women followed behind her.
Their steps were mechanical, their movements stiff, like four empty shells suspended by threads.
From the four women's half-open lips, some sounds leaked out intermittently—
"……Dry……"
"...Get to work..."
"...Time to get to work..."
"...There's still work to be done..."
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Studio:
"No way, no way, no way? That's it?! I was waiting for them to turn the tables!"
"Alright, four new skins, that thing in the mirror is a steal."
"I'm speechless. Yung-Shan Hospital is basically offering 'free meals and accommodation upon employment'! They don't even require a contract; they're blatantly cutting off all ethical boundaries!"
"Free labor secured! This hospital's operating costs have dropped to negative numbers; the hospital director must be laughing in his sleep."
"Here's a ghost story—they hadn't even had time to wash up."
"This story teaches us a simple truth—the closer you are to someone, the less likely you are to dodge when they stab you in the back."
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22:11pm.
"Creak—"
The door to dormitory room number 17 was pushed open without any knocking or warning.
Su Wan walked in.
She was wearing a black tracksuit, her chestnut ponytail tied high, and she exuded youthful and healthy vitality.
When Lin Feng looked up, Wasim had already reacted before him.
"Ahem, the lights in the hallway seem to be broken today."
Nikola and Derek paused simultaneously.
Lin Feng lowered his gaze naturally and glanced at the ground.
Fluorescent lights shone down from above.
At Su Wan's feet, her shadow stretched out crookedly, in the wrong direction—the light was pointing vertically downwards, so the shadow should have stretched straight back, but her shadow was tilted nearly thirty degrees to the left.
and.
The edges of the shadow had slight jagged ripples, like a reflection on the water ruffled by the wind.
[Dormitory Rule 4: Su Wan can enter and exit any room at any time.]
[But we need to observe her shadow. If her shadow is abnormal, then she is not the real Su Wan.]
[Don't make a sound. Silently hold the key in your hand and make her shock level reach 60 points or more (out of 100). She will leave on her own.]
Without making a sound, Lin Feng put his right hand into his pocket, touched the cold iron key, and gripped it tightly.
"Section Chief Su, why are you checking rooms so late?" Lin Feng climbed down from the top bunk and put on his slippers.
Su Wan glanced at him: "Routine patrol."
Lin Feng nodded, observing the situation carefully without making a sound.
He noticed that the other person's expression, tone of voice, and even the subtle gestures of raising eyebrows and lowering eyes were exactly the same as those of Su Wan, whom he knew well.
Lin Feng realized that this was no poorly made imposter.
This is Su Wan's "projection"—sharing her memories, habits, and even muscle memory.
After a moment's hesitation, Lin Feng took a step forward, his body almost touching Su Wan's shoulder.
He turned his head and brought his lips close to her earlobe.
The voice was very low, only she could hear it:
"Section Chief Su, if I'm not mistaken, you have a light brown mole the size of a soybean on your left buttock."
Su Wan froze, like a machine suddenly receiving an unprocessable instruction.
Her pupils contracted sharply, and her lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.
A line of semi-transparent text appeared out of thin air in Lin Feng's field of vision:
[Su Wan's Shock Level +35 | Current: 35/100]
Su Wan took a half step back, her eyes fixed on Lin Feng, her chest heaving noticeably faster.
"...What did you say?!" Her voice was a little tense.
Lin Feng didn't repeat himself and directly took out a suction device from his personal space.
It has a white plastic outer shell, a silicone flared opening, and is sealed in a transparent resealable bag.
He handed the item to Su Wan, his voice still very soft:
"You really need this right now."
Su Wan's gaze fell on the suction device, her face first turned pale, and then "whoosh" reddened to the roots of her ears.
Because she was indeed bloated, it had been tormenting her since the evening.
[Su Wan's Shock Level +40 | Current: 75/100]
A new notification popped up in Lin Feng's field of vision.
Su Wan grabbed the suction device, her face flushed, and squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth:
"How...did you know?"
Lin Feng curled the corners of his lips: "Guess."
Su Wan didn't guess.
The shock level has exceeded 60; I won't be able to meet my KPI in this dorm tonight.
Just as she turned around, Lin Feng reached out his hand.
"Snapped!"
A crisp sound rang out in the quiet dormitory.
Derek spat out a mouthful of water onto the ground: "A generous gift of crabs... Master Feng, you dare touch a tiger's butt? Are you out of your mind?!"
Nikolai's glasses slid all the way down to the tip of his nose.
In Lin Feng's field of vision—
[Su Wan's Shock Level +55 | Current: 130/100]