"Captain Asker, won't you explain?" Matthews said with a gloomy face.

"Explain what?" Aske didn't look up, just examined the other corpses.

No's, Peggy's...... There are nine in total, and all of them are here.

"He identified you as a pretender." Matthews said coldly.

"Do you know why these corpses that have fallen here are similar in appearance to those of our Blue Sword, and not to your people of the Wind of Freedom?" Instead of answering, Asker asked.

"Why?" Matthews was stunned for a moment and said.

"Because if they pour sewage on the winds of freedom." Medea sneered, "Our Azure Sword will definitely not be fooled. ”

Matthews:..................

Are we more likely to be deceived by co-authoring? Matthews was about to retort when he suddenly realized what was wrong.

The others have already become corpses, but this "Asker" on the ground took a breath and didn't even recognize the Blue Sword and the others as pretenders after we arrived, isn't it a bit too coincidental?

What's more, if the Azure Sword next to him was really disguised by the extraordinary power of this mutation, then with the ability it showed before, it could completely distort this space and prevent us from seeing these corpses on the ground.

Otherwise, wouldn't you be exposing yourself?

Thinking of this, Matthewston broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Lao Tzu didn't fall for this evil, otherwise he would have started with the Azure Sword, and judging from the strength of their last kill of the Templar Vonkesim, it would be a lose-lose situation.

Damn, this mutation is insidious! Tempting us to kill each other!

Matthews thought to himself, but he pretended to be nothing, and laughed:

"Don't worry, of course we won't be fooled by such a clumsy trick, it's just a joke."

Behind him, the mercenaries of the Wind of Liberty were all stunned.

Head! Don't you speak and gasp for breath, okay? We all picked up our weapons, and we waited for you to give us an order to kill them, and you said you were just joking with each other?!

The mercenaries looked at each other, and could only put down the weapons in their hands, revealing a smirk that was more ugly than crying.

"Huh." Asker didn't care, but just circled around and returned to his corpse to examine it carefully.

Medea came over from the side and said, "It's strange to have died a tragic death. It's not always happening. ”

"Eh, really?" As soon as the girls heard this, they immediately rushed over and scrambled to observe Asker's corpse on the ground.

"What a tragic death!" Aske angrily coaxed the crowd apart, "Go and go, find your own corpse and claim it." ”

"What are you doing with the corpse?" Noh asked curiously.

"Observe what is different between the corpse on the ground and yourself." Aske said calmly, "In the future, when you encounter an imposter who tries to blend in with our team, it will be easy to identify." ”

"I see." So the girls went to pick up their "corpses" again and exchanged and discussed with each other.

"Her axe handle is not the same as mine." Sidlifa picked up the Axe of the North Wind from the corpse and compared it to her own weapon, and said.

"Tsk, my boobs are smaller." Medea poked her chest at the ground.

"Look!" Mia suddenly noticed something and beckoned everyone over, "Look at Mi'er's corpse!" ”

She ripped off the coat of the corpse of "Mi'er" on the ground, revealing the small white vest inside.

And Mi'er, who was squatting on the side, had already taken off her coat at this time, and the hem of the small vest she was wearing on her upper body was impressively printed with the pattern of a little bear.

One has a pattern? A no pattern? What does this mean? The girls were confused.

"Mi'er." Medea seemed to realize something and asked, "Before that, do you remember what kind of vest you wore today?" ”

Mi'er hesitated for a moment and shook her head.

"I see." Medea immediately concluded, "It's an impression." ”

"This mutation will read our collective memories and then reproduce the corresponding characters, just like the nightmare we encountered last time."

"When it comes to the details of the appearance that are not even clear to the parties, they are deliberately blurred when they are reproduced. If what I said is correct, everyone check the labels on the clothes, and the labels on the clothes of all the corpses should be wrong. ”

The girls hurriedly checked the corpse's clothes. Sure enough, whether it is the inside of the neckline or the inside of the waist, the text on the clothing label is not legible or simply absent.

Because no one bothered to memorize what the label on their clothes was.

"That is." Sheila immediately remembered, "In the future, to identify the authenticity of your teammates, you only need to check whether there is a label on the opponent's clothes and whether the words on it are displayed normally." ”

"The premise is that none of us here can have the ability to memorize the words on the label at a glance." Noe added with a smile.

Ah, so it's good to just look at the label of the clothes? Matthews stood beside him, quietly observing the whole process, and immediately admired the intelligence of these girls.

This girl's brain is so easy to use, unlike the men in our group, who have muscles in their heads.

"It's not just labels." Sheila said, "No detailed, hard-to-remember physical features will exist in anyone's memory, that is, information that cannot be read by this mutation." ”

"A very simple way is to write a total of nine numbers from 1 to 9 on 9 slips of paper, and then crumple them into paper balls and randomly distribute them to each person to carry."

That is, no one knows what is written on their note until it is unfolded. As a result, the anomaly cannot replicate the numbers on the slip of paper, but instead appears blurry or blank. ”

"If you can't determine the identity of the other party, just ask the other party to provide a note to see if there is a clear number on it."

Good idea! Matthews hurriedly instructed the mercenaries next to him to quickly write a large number of notes with random numbers from 0-9, and then distribute them to his subordinates, so as to prevent being mixed with imposters in this mutation.

"Wait, that's also based on the fact that there is no intelligence in this anomaly, right?" Medea glanced at Matthews, who was eavesdropping behind her, and sneered and objected, "If this mutation has self-awareness and intelligence, although it doesn't know what number is on the slip of paper in each person's hand, it knows that it must be one of 1-9." ”

"Wouldn't it be nice to just make any copy of one of them and let the clone carry the corresponding note? No one can tell right from wrong anyway. ”

The girls were silent, judging from the situation shown by the impostors before, the intelligence of this mutation is really not low.

"And what about labels?" "Assuming the mutants are smart enough to learn to create false news to deceive, then why don't the clothes on these corpses have information on them?" It's good to copy the same false information, and we can't go to the clothing manufacturer to verify it. ”

"Could it be that it didn't think of it in the first place?" "Originally, it didn't expect that we people would look for its flaws through the details. Now that we say that, it knows it......"

All:..................

What the! Doesn't it work?! Matthewston, who was eavesdropping on the side, was disappointed.

"Commander, the note is all written." A mercenary from the Wind of Freedom came over and reported, "Why don't you explain the rules of distribution and identification?" ”

"No, you don't." Matthews said deeply, "I thought about it carefully, and there are still flaws in this method. Well, I'm going to think about it again. ”

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