Escape from Death Is as Easy as Flipping a Hand

[King of Ideas·Dare to think and do is absolutely inappropriate·Newborn Dong Xi Shou X specializes in all kinds of bells and whistles·Abstinence and patriarchy·CEO attack] [Deadly cat-and-mouse game + matryoshka style second-throw vest + wife-chasing crematorium] The update is to revise the article, and the paragraphs and comments may be misplaced People die when they are killed, not Fuze. For some reason, whenever Fu Ze is killed, his soul will parasitize the murderer's body and inherit almost everything about the other person - name, identity, relationships, and... Wanted orders. From a desperado to an abandoned son of a wealthy family, from a black market thief to a fringe Internet celebrity, Fu Ze wanders around in "death for life" again and again. It's not that he likes to cause trouble, but every new body is a serious crime. However, these are no big deal to him. After all... The worst case scenario is to escape. * "Although I don't know who your employer is, I wish you a good night first." Fu Ze, who was covered in blood, was lying on the ground dying, letting the other party put the gun between his eyebrows. "Please be more neat when killing people. I'm in a hurry." Seeing the opponent pull the trigger twice, but the gun body showed no reaction, Fu Ze suddenly realized. "Okay, I was negligent." As he spoke, he pulled out the bullet embedded in his fatal wound, reloaded the magazine and thoughtfully loaded the gun for the other party. "Now, please." * When the morning light first emerged, Hara Jianxing stood in the auditorium of the ruling headquarters building, facing a group of executives and delivering his final speech before taking action. "Our enemy is extremely difficult and may have a special ability similar to 'death and survival'." All the executives looked stunned, but no one dared to question CEO Harami Hoshi's judgment. At this time, on the huge projection behind Harami Hoshi, there was a striking red line extending from the arrest target, connecting together a series of seemingly unrelated cases such as "the thief with the highest reward on the black market", "the person in charge of Feng Yue Di", "the 18th-line borderline Internet celebrity". At the end of the red line is a yellowed photo. The man in the photo is smiling freely. "Remember, you must not cause fatal injuries." Hara Jianxing said loudly, "You must capture them alive." After changing his body as a murderer and taking on the identity of a new executive prepared by the opponent in advance, Fu Ze in the audience heartily agreed: "A leader is worthy of being a leader." * "Good evening, Chief Executive." Fuze, who had made two extreme escapes in succession, reluctantly raised his head from the messy bed, and skillfully cooperated with Harami Hoshi's usual arrest procedures. "Now that the matter is over, can I ask how you found me this time?" Hearing this question, Harami Hoshi's movements paused slightly. Many details that the other party had not noticed and had not concealed at all flashed through his mind. For example, I would rather go hungry than buy the last fruit pie in the bakery; for example, I would take apart the milk carton and flatten it in order to drink up the last drop of milk; and for example, I would wipe off the excess ink on the ballpoint pen at the corner of the paper before writing. As for why he noticed these contents, Hara Jianxing knew it well, but he could not express it openly. So in the end, he only responded with one sentence—— "Can't." Tips before viewing: 1. The future fictional background of the full text. The gun in the text uses electromagnetic launch + pure stainless steel bullets. It does not need to be refilled with gunpowder and will not bounce shells. 2. Although the protagonist will "change numbers", he will eventually return to his own body. 3. Double cleansing, first love, first kiss, first night, clean in every sense. ---Small Theater--- Fuze knocked on the door. "Who?" Hara Jianxing opened the door. Fu Ze: "The number one socialite in Xiacheng District, pop singer, scavenger master, pastry giant, prosthetic body repair expert, prison pope..." (The above occupations may not appear in the main plot) Bang, Harami Hoshi closed the door, "The house is too small to live in." Fuze:...... Fu Ze knocked on the door again, "Okay, it's me, Fu Ze." Harami Hoshi's voice came from inside the house: "The door is unlocked." ---Advance payment--- "Zhaoyao Collision" "Opening in October" "Unlimited commentaries" "1v1" Quick copywriting version: The fake father-in-law and the fake empress concealed the truth for three hundred days ■Real amnesia → Pretending to have amnesia ‖ You're lying as soon as you open your eyes ‖ Guide to survival in the former harem ●Brilliant clothes, angry horses, sincere enthusiasm, elm blossom attack After arranging the hairpin, Yu Sizhao, dressed in a gorgeous dress, walked into the bedroom. According to the terms of the deal, he needs to play the role of a queen with a dragon son and golden branches and leaves in the next three hundred days. Yu Sizhao originally thought that with his ability, he would be able to catch just a man disguised as a woman. Who would have thought that this harem place would be so dangerous. If it weren't for Nie Yao, the man who was currently unconscious on the bed would have accidentally drank that bowl of poisonous miscarriage soup. I'm afraid the one lying there now is me. In order to ensure subsequent safety, Yu Sizhao must find a helper who knows the details as soon as possible. But now, where can he go... At this moment, Nie Yao woke up leisurely. Facing the upcoming questioning, veteran liar Yu Sizhao has already prepared a perfect set of rhetoric. However, before Yu Sizhao could explain, Nie Yao actually spoke first: "Thank you very much. Who are you?" When he said this, Nie Yao's eyes were clear. He was completely different from the second son of the Qingshan Sword Sect who was outside the palace a few days ago and wanted to send Yu Sizhao to the Yamen. Yu Sizhao was startled, his pupils trembling slightly. What's going on? After some testing, Yu Sizhao realized that Nie Yao had really lost his memory. That's really... It takes no effort at all! Quickly clarifying the new idea, Yu Sizhao coughed lightly and pretended to be a woman: "What are you talking about, father-in-law? I have been your master for many years. You had hysteria last night and fell to the ground unconscious. You were really worried about me. " Nie Yao lowered his eyes slightly, and paused for a moment on Yu Sizhao's slightly knuckled hand, which was hidden in the gauze sleeves. He replied: "The grace of saving my life will never be forgotten. I am willing to do my best for... The empress." - Yu Sizhao never expected that Nie Yao, who had lost his memory, would be even more difficult to deal with - this man's personality was completely turned upside down. From a good young man who sized up the situation, he turned into a nosy young man. Once he encounters any injustice, he will stand up no matter what dignitaries he may offend. And if it violates the moral principles in his heart, he will not do anything. Even if it was the order of his master Yu Sizhao, it would be the same. In desperation, in order to protect himself, Yu Sizhao had to continue to use his intelligence. During the day, the various forces in the harem of the former dynasty were at odds with each other. At night, he carefully packaged up all kinds of sneaky things to trick Nie Yao, an enthusiastic and stubborn donkey with strong martial arts skills, to complete it. - From morning to night, Yu Sizhao seemed to be used to this kind of life. When there was no need to tell lies, he and Nie Yao were quite comfortable watching flowers, drinking wine, and talking about romance. One day, the imperial kitchen brought soup again after a long absence. Due to all the causes and effects in the past, Yu Sizhao is now favored by the Holy Spirit, is close to the palace, and is very popular in both the government and the opposition. No one dares to harm him anymore. Picking up the soup bowl, Yu Sizhao took a spoonful as usual and brought it to Nie Yao's lips. Unexpectedly, Nie Yao, who had long been accustomed to this way of tasting dishes, actually flinched slightly. Yu Sizhao was startled, then sneered and dragged him back, used the bowl to pry open Nie Yao's teeth, and drank all the warm soup. "When did you regain your memory?" Seeing that the matter was exposed, Nie Yao no longer concealed his resistance and allowed Yu Sizhao to move and let the soup pour on his shirt. "... A month ago." Yu Sizhao laughed dumbly. I often walk along the river, and my shoes don't get wet. - The world is in chaos and the capital is ruined. Two fakes take the opportunity to leave the palace, one to the east and one to the west, running in opposite directions. Yu Sizhao thought the two would say goodbye. Nie Yao went back to be the leader of his right path and continued to follow his own side path. As for those other hazy emotions in the palace, they were all in vain. Unexpectedly, within half a month, Nie Yao blocked the door. With no way to escape, Yu Sizhao asked, "Second Young Master Nie is here, what do you want from me?" Nie Yao pushed open the scabbard and poured out a stream of clear wine. "Viewing flowers, tasting wine, and talking about romance." [Reading instructions] *Double cleansing, first love, first kiss, first night, clean in every sense of the word. *Overhead! Empty! Empty! Never substitute reality. *Really pregnant women should not drink alcohol during pregnancy. Intention: Go through the skin to find the real you