MM Racing Chapter 285 Double Disguise
Chapter 285 Double Disguise
He didn't talk to Tang Xiaorui or interact with anyone else; he just stood there silently, his body slightly turned towards Tang Xiaorui, his posture one of focused...guarding.
When a waiter carrying a tray passed by Tang Xiaorui, the man would step ahead half a step and naturally keep his body slightly away.
When Tang Xiaorui shifted her gaze to a certain view outside the window, the man's gaze would follow.
Even when Tang Xiaorui unconsciously tapped the sofa armrest with her fingers, the man's fingertips would twitch slightly in response.
This is a deep-seated, almost instinctive protective instinct.
It was out of place with the relaxed social atmosphere around them.
It seems like he's the one!
Lin Feng's heart pounded powerfully in his chest, and his palms were slightly sweaty.
He touched the mirror in his inner breast pocket.
The plan is straightforward: rush over, rip off the other person's mask as quickly as possible, and use a mirror to reflect their face!
He adjusted his breathing, downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, and subtly closed the distance between himself and the white-masked man by putting the glass back.
It's now!
Lin Feng suddenly exerted his strength, rushing out from the side like a cheetah. Before the opponent could fully react, his right hand moved with lightning speed, grabbing the pure white mask on the opponent's face!
"Sizzle—"
The mask was ripped off!
However, the scene Lin Feng had envisioned—the revelation of his true identity—did not occur.
Beneath the mask... there's another mask!
A second mask with a background as black as night and eerie patterns outlined in dark silver!
Startled by the sudden attack, the man took a half step back, his exposed eyes flashing with a cold light of shock and rage.
To make matters worse, Lin Feng's abrupt action instantly shattered the elegant facade of the ball.
The music stopped abruptly.
All conversations ceased.
Throughout the entire revolving restaurant, everyone, whether they were guests nearby or people at the bar in the distance, stopped what they were doing.
Dozens of gazes, cold and unwavering, focused on Lin Feng.
Those faces wearing ornate masks looked lifeless at this moment, and the gazes cast from behind the holes in the masks were full of scrutiny and rejection.
Lin Feng instantly understood—he had been judged by the "dream" itself to be an intruder and an anomaly that had to be eliminated.
"Lin Feng?!"
Tang Xiaorui's surprised voice rang out.
She stood up, her champagne-colored skirt swaying.
She clearly recognized him, even though he was also wearing a mask.
Without the slightest hesitation, she immediately stepped forward, standing between Lin Feng and the second personality, spreading her arms wide to face the slowly approaching, silent "guests," and firmly called out:
"Don't touch him!" Her voice was clear and sharp. "He's my friend!"
This sudden act of protection caused the anger that had been building up in the second personality's eyes to surge abruptly.
The footsteps of the surrounding "guests" did not stop; instead, they pressed closer in the silence.
The invisible pressure, like a cold tide, seeped into the air inch by inch, so heavy it was suffocating.
Dr. Elena's words of advice echoed clearly in Lin Feng's ears:
"If you find yourself in an insurmountable predicament in a dream, or if your identity is completely exposed and you are rejected by the dream's rules, remember that 'falling' is one of the fastest ways to escape the dream and wake up safely."
There's no time to hesitate!
Lin Feng gently squeezed Tang Xiaorui's arm, then suddenly turned around and rushed towards the nearest huge floor-to-ceiling window with all his might!
"Stop him!" the second personality roared hoarsely.
But Lin Feng was faster.
He concentrated all his strength in his shoulder—
"Bang—crash!!!"
He managed to smash a large hole through the sturdy special glass!
The biting night wind, typical of high-rise buildings, rushed in, making his clothes flutter wildly.
Below me were city lights, hundreds of meters below, miniature like toys.
A strong sense of weightlessness gripped him instantly, his heart clenched, and he heard the whistling wind and the faint, distorted scream of Tang Xiaorui...
........................
in the secret room.
Lin Feng, who was lying on the soft couch, convulsed violently. He suddenly opened his eyes, his chest heaving, and he was panting heavily. His forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"woke up!"
Dr. Elena, who had been observing him intently, immediately stepped forward and bent down to check Lin Feng's pupil response and pulse.
Tang Yuan and Tang Xiaofu quickly gathered around.
"How's it going, Feng boy?" Tang Yuan asked in a deep voice.
Lin Feng took a few more breaths before he could barely calm his racing heart.
He propped himself up from the soft couch, shook his head, and his voice was still slightly hoarse:
"Director, Doctor... mission failed! That guy is much more cunning than I thought!"
He briefly described his experiences in the dream: a masquerade ball, a retro handheld mirror, a masked man, double disguise, and finally being rejected by the dream and having to jump out of the window to escape.
After hearing the story, a brief silence fell over the secret room.
Tang Yuan frowned deeply: "Double disguise... this remnant soul's vigilance far exceeds expectations."
At that moment, a soft moan came from the soft couch on the other side.
Tang Xiaorui's eyelids twitched a few times, then she opened them instantly.
There was no trace of the confusion one might have felt upon waking from sleep in her eyes; instead, they were clear and sharp. She practically sprang to her feet and immediately locked her gaze on Lin Feng, who had just managed to sit up.
"Lin Feng!" she cried urgently, leaning forward to grab Lin Feng's wrist. "Are you alright?"
Lin Feng shook his head: "I'm fine."
Only when she felt the real temperature under his skin and his steady pulse did she breathe a sigh of relief, and her tense shoulders relaxed slightly.
She quickly looked around and saw the tense and concerned faces of her father, sister, and Dr. Elena. Finally, her gaze returned to Lin Feng, and a strong sense of guilt surfaced in her eyes.
"I'm sorry..." Her voice lowered, filled with remorse and self-blame, "In the dream, I... I failed to protect you, and it plotted against you."
Lin Feng gently patted the back of her hand, offering a reassuring smile:
"Don't say that. It's not your fault. It's that guy... he's too cunning, and his control over dreams is far beyond our expectations."
Tang Xiaorui pursed her lips and tightened her grip on Lin Feng's wrist, as if confirming his real presence.
Tang Yuan, who had been observing silently, spoke in a deep voice:
"Although the mission was not fully accomplished, it is already quite remarkable that young Feng was able to escape unscathed."
"This shared dream has also made us realize just how formidable our opponents are."
He turned to the two of them, his tone leaving no room for doubt, "Dreaming together is extremely mentally taxing, and forcing it to continue is too risky."
"That's enough for tonight, you all need to get some rest."
"No!"
Tang Xiaorui almost immediately retorted, her eyes filled with an almost burning urgency.
"We can't wait any longer!"
Her voice trembled slightly as she suppressed her emotions.
"Now, whenever I close my eyes, I get scared—scared that 'it' will take over my consciousness again and hurt the people I care about!"
She took a deep breath, turned her gaze to Lin Feng, then quickly looked away, her eyes revealing an undisguised sense of guilt.
"This afternoon... I almost got Lin Feng into trouble. That feeling was worse than any nightmare!"
As she finished speaking, she suddenly looked up, her eyelashes tightening, her lips pressed into a sharp, resolute line:
"Tonight, I must get rid of it completely!"