Super Detective in the Fictional World

Selena sighed: "It means, mind your own business, he's much smarter than you. ”

Raging Anger: “Don't lie to me, you really want to go out with him, I can feel your desire. ”

Selena glanced at it and said, "Didn't I tell you not to fuck me without my consent? ”

Eclipse: “I felt it before, and it's not against the rules. ”

Selena was silent for a moment and said, “What can I do if I go? I can't help him. ”

Eye swirling: “I'll help you. ”

Selena whispered, “Save it. He already told you not to mess with your body, lest you know everything. ”

"I'm not a human being. Do I have to be so scared that I know your secret? ”

Selena muttered in her heart: I don't have any secrets, someone doesn't have to.

The bulimia continues to lobby her: “At best, I promise not to manipulate your body randomly. After all, I am only a symbiote, and the knife is my normal symbiote, and you are at most temporary. ”

Selena hesitated.

“Don't you want to know what the hell he's doing out there?” The bulimia asked.

Actually, it also wants to know why some tough guy went out in the middle of the night.

Selena tangled halfway and finally nodded: “Well, just this once. ”

Eclipse nods: “I promise. ”

As he said, its liquid body drilled out part of the back of the knife, and suddenly the golden head at the top disengaged from the belt body below and turned into a golden, slightly elliptical liquid sphere, jumping onto the bed.

Selena looked at this piece with amazement, and suddenly she said, "What makes you think you look like a Slime? ”

The bulimia doesn't understand what Slime is.

Even if it had lived together, the Selena memory it perceived was not endless.

The deeper or closer the memory becomes.

It just jumped a few times: "Can't you be proactive? Split up. It's hard for me to move. ”

Selena looked in love at this adorable golden liquid ball and stretched out her left hand to touch it.

The moment her hand touched the bulge, the golden sphere spread up from her fingertips like mercury, quickly wrapped around her arm, and then spread from her left shoulder to her entire body.

She gasped heavily and intermittently: "It feels... uncomfortable. ”

Without answering, the golden liquid proceeded and finally covered her whole body, instantly hiding in her body.

Selena gasped violently: "Is this it? ”

The bulimia, um: “Done. Just to remind you, don't forget Luke's rules. I don't want my share of food to be deducted tomorrow, so just keep quiet and share your thoughts. ”

Selena nodded and stood up and gauged herself for a moment: it didn't make any difference.

The bulimia suddenly roared angrily in the mind: Apologize!

Selena: Huh?

Blitzkrieg: You call me Slime? Like a snotlout, an inferior creature that doesn't even have intelligence? Apologize!

Selena grinned embarrassingly: I was just talking about appearance, and I thought Slime was cute.

bulimia: Really? No, cuter than that. Isn't that stupid? Apologize!

Selena nodded helplessly: I'm sorry, you're not Slime. I read less, I just couldn't find the right adjective for a moment.

BG: Well, for your sincerity, I forgive you. Now, do you want me to show you a complete symbiotic pattern?

Selena's curiosity: Is there a complete form?

Eclipse: It's a hidden form now. Luke said not to let anyone notice me.

Selena: Try it at home, you go out and hide.

BG: Well, if he deducts my share of the food, I'll eat your share.

You want to be beautiful.

Eclipse: What are you thinking? Damn, he never deducted your share of the food? Why not?

Selena, hey, hey, smile: Okay, let me see the full form.

She was standing in front of the big mirror in the house at the moment.

The next moment, the golden liquid poured out of her body and covered her whole body in a blink.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Selena stuck her tongue: “Is this... me? ”

bulimia: No, this is... us.

In the mirror, a human creature stands like a golden sculpture.

It is over two metres tall and has distinct muscle lines.

But whether it's a tall chest, a tight hips, or long legs and a thin waist, it's obviously female.

Its face is a little similar to the five officers of bulimia.

Both eyes have the same texture as white jade bone pieces, but are thinner, more oblique and sharp than bulimia, bending over and over.

But it has no mouth, no ears, and no nose.

The most important thing is it... no hair!

Selena looked at this golden, naked, big bald lady and suddenly remembered someone's often bullshit saying: How can you be strong if you're not bald?

The bulimia felt her strong spiritual fluctuations and immediately dissatisfied: hey! It's a complete form, so this head has some of my features, is that weird? Besides, if you get stronger, you're bald.

Selena: Then let's get this over with.

The bulimia exasperates and releases the complete state: I will not lie to you.

It moved quickly, almost as quickly as it appeared, and the gold retreated into Selena's body.

Selena looked in the mirror and the person who had recovered to her original appearance rubbed her long hair with a palpitation: "Thank God they're still here. ”

The bulimia is lazy enough to protest.

Because it turns out that Selena's obsessed with hair is really deep.

It's not about trust, it's all about conditional reflection.

“If you don't leave, you won't catch up with Luke.” It reminds.

Serena suddenly swiftly changed her clothes, equally spacious, and the sunglasses mask covered her face, leaving the door.

She frowned and asked in her heart, "Which way?

Eclipse: On the left, my nose is very spiritual.

Selena ran away: did you learn from the knife?

Ecstasy: Ha ha, I can learn about symbiotic abilities, what do you say? Awesome.

Selena stunned: If you live with a spider, can't you throw up spider silk?

Sniffles: Do you still have to learn? I can stretch out long tentacles, similar to spiders, enough for you to swing in this city.... Forget it, Luke said I couldn't expose it.

Selena nodded: Yes, swinging around is definitely going to get filmed, and some people are definitely going to want to grab you for research.

The bulimia knew what it was called "doing research” long ago, and that's why it was so obedient.

It's scarier to be sliced and researched than to mix and drink here.

Selena ran in a dark alley and felt the feeling of symbiosis: I felt that the power seemed to have increased a lot.