clown game

Chapter 151

Everything around disappeared again.

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"Doctor Zhang" also returned to the blood-covered space again... still holding the knife in his hand, and the emaciated man in front of him struggled again and got up from the pool of blood.

"Hey~ Have you... finally...remembered?"

He pressed his throat and said that because his lungs had been pierced through an unknown number of holes, he was a little out of breath when he spoke.

"This...what's going on..." Dr. Zhang asked. At this moment, he was immersed in the newly recovered memory, and his hatred for the man in front of him had long since disappeared.

"You already know, don't you... You killed a woman, and then disguised yourself as a mentally ill person to escape responsibility. And in the long life after that, you gradually couldn't bear your real inner world, so your The subconscious will automatically seal the painful memory, and become a real... "mental patient". Hehe, it's so funny that a hypocrite even deceives himself..." The man responded.

Doctor Zhang looked at his blood-stained hands again...

"Pa..." The sharp knife in his hand fell into the blood. He squatted down crying bitterly, rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands, then inserted it into his hair, and pulled it out desperately, even though the blood was smeared all over his head. yes.

"I killed her... woo woo... I killed her!!!"

He wailed in his throat, and there was a sense of confusion and sadness in his voice.

But the man standing aside was surprised to see him like this. "Hey? Why are you crying?" he asked.

"Doctor Zhang" froze for a moment... He raised his head and stared blankly at the other party. The blood and tears mixed together made his face look muddy, and he looked at the inexplicable expression on the other party's face, and he didn't know for a while How to answer this question.

"I...I killed someone..." Dr. Zhang controlled his emotions, and then responded to the other party in a strange way.

Unexpectedly, the other party's words once again made him not know what kind of expression to put on, and even the sadness and self-blame that had just condensed dissipated a lot.

"It's just killing... Are you crying because of killing? And you just killed one! Are you a child?" the man said, with a hint of disgust in his tone.

"Doctor Zhang" was stunned, there was still a trace of tears hanging from the corner of his eyes, but the sadness in his eyes was completely covered by shock... "You...what are you talking about?" He roared involuntarily, Because what the other party said is beyond the scope of his own understanding.

"Hypocrisy, all people are hypocritical, without exception, people know that they can't change everything, but they are reluctant to leave, so they can only bear it silently, live in the utopia built in their hearts, and give their bodies to others. Reality, but the soul wanders between fantasy and happiness... This is the prototype of hypocrisy, and you can deceive yourself to the point where you can't tell the truth from the illusion, to be honest, I appreciate you very much." The man used Speaking a little faster, he said: "However, your method of killing people is really bad and impulsive. In fact, as long as you endure for another year and a half and make some false appearances of your love for each other, find someone else you will definitely not love." I hope the incident of her death will be used as an opportunity. Just mess around like this and make it look like an accident. On the wedding anniversary, I drank too much gas poisoning, got an electric shock while taking a shower, and fell to my death. The worst thing is, you take the co-pilot Do some tricks on your seatbelt, catch a snowy day and cause a traffic accident, and if you are lucky, you can even get an insurance. The money is enough for you to change a woman every week for the rest of your life... So you guys This kind of murderer is really... hey... too unreliable."

The man was talking wow, and at this moment, Dr. Zhang was really dumbfounded. He looked at the other person with the eyes of a lunatic, and then he actually saw the "I like you" in the other person's expression. Yo" appreciation and the worry of "hate iron but not steel".

"But... But, you have wasted so much energy, isn't it just to expose me and bring me to justice?" Doctor Zhang asked again tremblingly, he still couldn't believe the other party's words... this The lunatic actually said that he admired himself, and after that, he seemed to be... teaching himself how to kill?
"Expose? Come on~ Who has the time to expose a murderer like you, who is not even considered a third-rate murderer? I just found an interesting "abnormal item" and used you as an experiment!" The man stared dead. Fisheye spoke feebly.

"Ah? What is the abnormal object?" Dr. Zhang was completely confused. He felt that this should be the most absurd dream he had in his life.

The man on the opposite side sighed, showing some impatience, but still replied: "Uh... the abnormal item, that is, the pair of chairs, there are two in total~ It can allow one person to enter another person's conscious world, it seems to be More than a century ago, it was made with a very strange craft... Its function is like treating mental illness... In fact, I think it can be used for interrogation, whatever it is."

Doctor Zhang opened his mouth wide. He seemed to understand the other person's words, but he didn't seem to understand.So he just didn't say a word, and looked at each other stupidly.

The thin man waved his hand: "Okay, you don't understand if you talk too much, but you should have recalled all the stories about yourself, then, go and open that door..."

After finishing speaking, he curled his lips and motioned the other party to look in that direction.

"Doctor Zhang" looked over, and as far as he could see, a door of a ward slowly emerged, becoming clearer and clearer. On the door, there were intertwined iron chains, intertwined and Converging on a huge combination lock.

"What is this? Doctor Zhang asked calmly. Up to this moment, he felt that no matter how bizarre the scene was, he could accept it.

"This is the deepest lock in your heart ~ only you can open it." The man on the side also replied very quietly
After listening to Dr. Zhang, he collected himself, hesitated for a few seconds, and let out a long breath.

It seems to be a lot easier.

This tone was mixed with the deepest fear and deceit in his heart, and it was held in his throat for more than ten years.

He walked toward the door... to the giant lock.On the front of the lock is a three-digit rotary code.

Dr. Zhang looked at the combination lock, then at his hospital gown, and his eyes stopped on the "202" on his chest.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand and dialed the number to 202 on the dial.

This is his sick number.

He recalled it, admitted it, and naturally understood why he became a psychopath...

The number of this hospital gown is the deepest lock in his heart, and it is also the beginning of another path in his life...

And the other end of the lock is his story.

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A "click" sound.

The lock was unlocked, and the chains rustled down like old cobwebs.

The door... also opened...

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Chen Xiao opened his eyes.

The first thing that came into view was the wall. The bald red bricks were crookedly piled up, and the bottom was covered with moss. The rotten woody atmosphere rushed into the nasal cavity, making him shrug his nose involuntarily.

He knew that he woke up and got out of the dream of the dream of the dream of the dream of the dream...

He followed the consciousness of "Doctor Zhang", luring him to solve the puzzles in the dream again and again, passing through layers of shackles,

It's still that unreal feeling of trance~ But because he has experienced it too many times, he has long been used to this feeling.

Next, he turned his head and looked to his right side.There was a person sitting there, wearing a hospital gown, with Chen Xiao's observation skills, he could clearly see the patient number on his chest.

"Patient No. 202"...that is, "Doctor Zhang" in the dream.

At this moment, he still closed his eyes tightly, as if he was asleep.

Chen Xiao lowered his head again. In fact, he knew that he must still be sitting on that peculiar chair... Although he still didn't know how it worked, he knew that this chair was the gateway connecting the gaps in dreams.

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In fact, the xx city mental hospital has been around for some years. As early as the beginning of the last century, it was the first batch of mental hospitals established.

After more than a century of changing times, this mental hospital has gone through countless large and small renovations, and what it presents to us is already what it is now, and its earliest appearance has long been forgotten to the corner of history. .

A few days ago, a water pipe under a men's toilet at the hospital burst suddenly.Although the hospital quickly arranged emergency repairs, due to various reasons such as water pressure at the location, the floor of the toilet collapsed.

It was this little episode that made a room that had been covered in dust for more than a century reappear before people's eyes.

And what is placed in this room... are those two strangely shaped chairs.

Seeing this, everyone who sits again should know without thinking, that these two chairs are the "abnormal items" referred to in this mission.

And our industrious and capable Comrade Xiaoxiao arrived at the mental hospital in less than 20 minutes, 15 minutes of which were still on the road, and confirmed that these two chairs were the target of this mission.

Nonsense, at this point in time, there is such a large pit that suddenly collapsed, such a small room that has been buried for 100 years, and there are two chairs with such strange shapes.Even a fool can see that there is something wrong with this chair!
In fact, if other members of the field team were to carry out this mission, it should be done by asking a few people to carry it away. Although the mission report will be ugly, at least it is not dangerous.

But Chen Xiao is different, he can't get out of words if he doesn't die...ah, no, no, he has a serious and cautious work attitude, and he is going to try the "abnormality" of these two chairs himself. What is the "place".

So, relying on the highly authorized certificate issued to him by the foundation, Chen Xiao insisted on asking the hospital to find a patient, and followed him to sit on these two chairs.

In fact, the hospital doesn't understand why this ugly-looking person has such a strange request, but since the other party has opened his mouth, there is nothing he can do about it. It's not too much to ask for a little cooperation and sitting on a chair for a while.

And the unlucky one chosen was "Doctor Zhang".

Next, after the two of them sat on the chair together, Chen Xiao entered the other's conscious world... You all know what happened after that.

As for why Chen Xiao entered the conscious world of "Doctor Zhang" instead of the other way around, Chen Xiao still hasn't quite figured out this question. It probably has something to do with the seat of the chair. One may be the output end, while the other is the input end. , like the synapses of the nervous system.

Also, why the key point between each dream is a string of numbers, this may be because the "spiritual intervention" technology is not yet mature, and only the most basic numbers can be used to communicate with each other, like Chinese characters, Or a certain object, or even a whole period of events, the technology at that time was not up to the level of performing such operations.

But generally speaking, the "abnormal characteristics" of these two chairs have been deciphered by Chen Xiao.

At the same time, it also untied a mental patient's heart knot for more than ten years.

"Drink..."

An exclamation came from beside the ear.

Chen Xiao didn't even need to think about it, it must be "Patient 202" who woke up.

So, he turned his head and looked in that direction.

I saw that the other party also looked around blankly, and finally turned to look at himself.

He shook his head slightly to wake himself up, and then looked up and down Chen Xiao, hesitating for a long time...

"Here... is it real?"

he asked blankly.

Chen Xiao looked away from the other party, lowered his head and untied the restraint belt around his waist, and stood up.

"Real? Hehe, I didn't expect that a guy with your experience would care about what is real." Chen Xiao responded, and twisted his stiff neck.

"Patient No. 202" was silent. He lowered his head and didn't know where to look. After a long time, he slowly raised his head...Looking at the other party, he revealed a meaningful smile: "Yes, is it true? What does it matter?"

Chen Xiao shrugged his shoulders, expressing that he didn't want to hear the other party discuss this kind of issue. He had roughly figured out the functions of these two chairs, and the man who was still sitting on the chair at the moment was just a prop in his mission. So right after, Chen Xiao came to the back of the chair, and took out a piece of paper from the small partition that could print the key numbers in the dream on the paper by some unknown method.

He looked at the numbers on the page
"202"

Satisfied nodded.

And then... tore it to shreds.

Immediately afterwards, he came behind another chair.

He stretched out his hand, about to grab the note behind the chair.

Suddenly, his hand stopped...

"Here... is it real?"

Just now, the question of patient 202 reappeared in my mind.

Chen Xiao hesitated

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No, for him, he has hesitated for quite a long time.

about 1 minutes later
He smiled, very happy, he obviously thought of something.

"What if...these two chairs are more than simply allowing one person to enter another person's dream?"

he muttered to himself.

After that, he slowly withdrew his hand that was reaching for the piece of paper.

He suddenly didn't want to look at the numbers on that piece of paper.

It stands to reason that it should say "202"

But maybe not.

But what does it matter.

Real...or unreal.

Does it need to be so clear?

the most important

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It's fun!
(Do you understand? Hehehe. Pay tribute to Inception...Of course, I still can’t write the feeling in the movie, keep working hard, I think I still have a lot of room for improvement.)
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