spooky calendar

Chapter 33: April [-]·The Return of the Strange Dream
Xiao Qiao is now like a miniature living person, yes, a living person.

She even turned around in a nimble manner, and looked at Qin Ze affectionately.

Where is the stiffness of a doll?
Little Joe was more charming, more real, more vivid than at dinner.

This also made Xiao Qiao's thinking less rigid, and her charming smile seemed to be satisfied with Qin Ze's another round of crisis.

However, with the improvement of thinking, Xiao Qiao's smile quickly disappeared again.

Because she remembered the difference between a full meal and a full meal.

She teleported into Qin Ze's arms.He maintains some kind of skin-to-skin contact with Qin Ze.

And during this process, the light in Xiao Qiao's eyes gradually dimmed.

She seemed to have become a puppet again.

……

……

April 30 in the lunar calendar, NO.[-] in May in the Gregorian calendar.

In the early hours of the day, what Qin Ze didn't expect was that he fell into a dream again.

There was light again in the dark room.

The familiar voice appeared again:
"A person's life is like a trash movie, but no matter how trash the movie is, there are wonderful trailers."

"Are you ready to look back on the wonderful life in death?"

Killer, Prior.

Heck.

Qin Ze didn't expect that after the end of the Immortal Body, he would still be able to dream of Prell?

He realized he had underestimated this strange dream, underestimated the distortion.

"The principle of this dream may not be a spiritual invasion, but... a link?"

The Unsullied Body protects against all kinds of invasions, but what if it's not an invasion per se?
Qin Ze didn't expect to dream of Prell again.

The victim this time was still a man.

"Hello, Mr. Qin."

When Prell said this, Qin Ze was taken aback.

But soon, he realized that this sentence was not meant for himself.

It's just a coincidence that the victim this time was also surnamed Qin.

Mr. Qin's legs were bound, the same as the previous victim, but Mr. Qin's hands were able to move.

In other words, he can resist.

However, judging from the injuries on his body, the target was defeated by Pryor again.

Qin Ze looked at Mr. Qin, inexplicably feeling a little familiar.

He remembered in the next second, isn't this the man who appeared on Li Lu's screen?The survivor of that family of three!
Qin Ze felt a slight fear.

Like a cold wind blowing inadvertently on a hot summer day.I couldn't help but shiver.

Working on this case during the day, and at night...Pryor started to persecute the key figures in the case?
Is it a coincidence?

Or, my experience will also inspire Prell in the form of a dream?

So Pryor found new persecution material?

Qin Ze didn't want to be associated with this pervert.The thought made him feel a deeper layer of fear.

If Prell is my dream, I am Prell's dream...

Then what I can see is that Prell hunts others in various ways.

But what did Prior see?It is a friend by my side.

Mother Jane, Lan Yu, Duke, Cheng Wan, Li Lu, Luo Shu, Lin An... even the dog Gu Anxun.

Some of these people were unfamiliar, and some even made him a little annoying.

But these people deserve to live well, not to be targeted by lunatics like Prior.

Qin Ze quickly calmed down.

"It's not sure if that's the case. I can't scare myself."

He decided to watch Prior carefully.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Prell, ordinary Pu, you can also call me Apu."

"Mr. Qin, I will play a game with you next."

"If you pass the test successfully, then congratulations, your life can continue. Although this movie is rubbish, we all know that you have counterattacked."

"The huge insurance money for your wife and children, the huge compensation for the property and real estate companies, and the traffic brought by you showing off your avatar on the Internet~"

"I have to say, you must be a qualified businessman, but you'd better pray that you are a qualified player now."

Mr. Qin was terrified, but he seemed to be completely overwhelmed, so he didn't dare to say more.

This made Qin Ze realize one thing——

This Mr. Qin is an ordinary person.

He is not an Old Calendar person, he killed his wife and children, not out of an Old Calendar mission.

It's purely... murder for money.

Then, the death of Mr. Qin's wife and children, and finally turned into old calendar creatures and descended into Li Lu's body, all this is really because the old calendar realm is similar to the existence of hell?

Intuition told Qin Ze that it was not that simple.

Perhaps there is a third possibility.

He focused on the dream again.

"The name of the game is I Love My Family."

"Mr. Qin, you have a wife who loves you but is gradually turning yellow-faced, and a child who is not so smart and keeps causing trouble for you."

"But obviously, your external marketing is not like this. You mourn your wife on Weibo, saying that you don't think about food and drink, and you can't eat without your wife's food."

"You found out the broken and broken schoolbag that the child had burned, and expressed that you miss him very much, and you miss the time when you tutored him with his homework."

"Hahahahahaha, Mr. Qin, you really have a sense of humor and have given me endless inspiration."

Prior laughed maniacally.

The scene in Qin Ze's sight was shaking.

"Then, let me witness love and kinship!"

"Please listen carefully to the content of the game. You need to eat the meals made by your wife. For this, I have prepared for a long time. This is what I made."

Prell turned around, and Qin Ze saw some...very dark dishes wrapped in black plastic bags.

It's like picking up in the trash can, all kinds of sticky, moldy and smelly soups and waters.

"Ah, what I made was not very tasty, but I did it according to the picture you sent, but it doesn't matter, you can imagine that it was made by your wife, and love will definitely make you eat it."

"Of course, there is a second rule of the game. When you are eating, don't forget to do the questions."

"I brought the exercise booklet for the fifth grade of elementary school. You need to make sure that every time you do a problem... you will eat a bite of food."

"If you get all [-] questions right and eat more than half of the food in the process, you can survive."

"Time, three and ten minutes."

For fifth-grade students, it is not difficult to complete 10 basic questions, and it even takes less than [-] minutes.

As for food, Prell's swill love meal, this thing will definitely make people sick, but - the amount can't kill people.

With a heartbeat, you can finish eating in 3 minutes.

In other words, there was absolutely enough time, and he really gave Mr. Qin a chance to live.

It's just that in the next ten minutes, Mr. Qin made frequent mistakes in the questions.

Because he was only a junior high school graduate, the encounter with his wife was purely by rhetoric.

For so many years, his cultural level has never improved.

But it must be admitted that his standard of living has been improving.

He couldn't eat Prell's love set meal in one bite. When the meal reached his mouth...the desire to vomit immediately came up, which was no different from slop.

He began to beg Prior repeatedly.

Prior just smiled silently, staring at the time.

At 15 minutes, Prior fired a shot, hitting the man in the finger.

Mr. Qin wailed like a pig being killed.

The fear of death made him force himself to eat. In fact, he could not win the game.

Because there are too many wrong questions, there are too many questions that I don’t know.

"Teaching children to study... Like eating things made by your wife, you can't do anything."

"Why do people always promise things they can't do on the traffic platform? What's the point of pretending to be forceful through the network cable? Just for a few likes?"

"Ah, I've already figured out how to play the next game."

"Thank you, Mr. Qin, I have new inspiration for my boring life."

Prior was like a mischievous child.

While Mr. Qin was nauseated and vomited, he kowtowed and begged.

"I am willing to tell the truth! I am willing to give you all the money! Please! You can destroy me if you want! But don't kill me...don't kill me!"

Faced with this reaction, Prior just kept smiling:

"I just think you're interesting, it's a good fun, but I don't represent justice and fairness. You can live if you want-"

"There are still 5 minutes left in the time, come on! You can definitely do it!"

Mr. Qin was in despair.Maybe he can really swallow the swill-like food, but the math problem is not right.

The 5 minute period is quickly over.

boom!
The blood and filth burst open, but in the black room, darkness quickly covered everything.

……

……

woke up.

Qin Ze sat up, and the first thing he did was to smell himself.

In that foul-smelling place, maybe the body will be contaminated with the smell.

But soon, he realized that he was not Prior.

This is in my bedroom.

Qin Ze's first reaction was to chat with Jian Yiyi privately.

He told Jane one by one that the killer Prell probably completed a crime with Mr. Qin, a survivor of the bombing not long ago.

After sending this message, Qin Ze fell into thought:
"I can clearly feel that I am not Prell. But last time, even with the Unsullied Body, I couldn't help but suspect that I am Prell."

"But this time, I quickly got rid of these thoughts."

"This is because you have experienced it once, so you have experience?"

"wrong……"

"If you experience some things only once, you will think it is a coincidence, but if you experience it twice, it is very likely that you will feel it is inevitable."

"It stands to reason that I should be more skeptical that I am Prior."

"But I really don't have that strong feeling."

Qin Ze was a little confused.

Of course, the current situation is a good thing, and he won't have self-doubt because his dream is invaded again.

As for why he could easily realize that he was not Prell this time, Qin Ze quickly found the answer to this question.

He saw the "pillow man" Xiao Qiao.

Xiao Qiao's condition is worse than before.

"Looks like you saved me."

Qin Ze is not worried about the state of the puppet, because Xiao Qiao has been in a worse state.

It looks pretty normal now.

She clearly distinguished the difference between a full meal and a full meal, so under certain circumstances, she blessed Qin Ze.

The same is true for Qin Ze's guess.

Combined with the fact that Xiao Qiao was able to block some kind of spiritual intrusion of the Chosen One who can do everything well...

Qin Ze probably understood one of Xiao Qiao's abilities - dispelling mental pollution.

Can make the target less vulnerable to psychic attacks.

"I did escape this time. But it's hard to say next time. I have to find a way to cut off the connection between me and Prell."

At this time, Jane sent a message one by one:
"Sorry, I just saw that I have already sent this news, but I can't support it at the moment. Fortunately, Xiaoyu should be able to wake up tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"I read Xiaoyu's work report before and said that you have an impeccable body and dreamed of the killer Prell."

"Now I dream again, which may mean that the distortion effect has not been eradicated, and there may be some kind of mental pollution in your mind."

"Ozawa, you'd better go to a psychiatrist and let him clean up the psychological pollution for you, otherwise you will still establish a connection with Prell."

"In a sense, this will help us capture Prior, but I never want it to be at the expense of my crew being polluted and corrupted."

Next, Jane sent herself the address of the psychiatrist one by one.

Qin Ze noticed that this psychiatrist was the same person as the psychiatrist recommended by Lan Yu.

"This psychiatrist was recommended to me by Xiaoyu. You can try it, but you must also be vigilant. He is not a member of our official organization for the time being. Xiaoyu only made a preliminary assessment of him."

Qin Ze was once again impressed by Jian Yiyi's meticulousness, and replied:
"I see. Thank you, team leader. I'll go later."

Qin Ze also believed that he had to cut off his connection with Prell. If it was a spiritual invasion or some kind of pollution, then he should purify the pollution.

He guessed that the old calendar profession, a psychiatrist, probably specializes in this kind of thing.

But Qin Ze kept an eye out, and he brought the puppet Xiao Qiao.

If the other party's treatment has any hypnotic effect, he will leave immediately.

In any case, Qiao Wei's secret must be kept.

After dawn, Qin Ze took the puppet Xiao Qiao and started towards the clinic where the psychiatrist Feng Enman was located.

On the way to the clinic, Qin Ze also received a message from Li Lu——

"Qin Baomin is dead. He is the survivor of the bombing! He is dead!"

"I tried to use my reporter's sense of smell in the morning, but I saw the picture, but he was vomiting and doing the questions!"

"I don't understand what's going on. But I do know that he's dead, he's been killed."

Qin Ze thought for a while, maybe Li Lu's ability can help investigate Prell, so he told some things that happened.

But he didn't tell Li Lu that these were all his dreams.

Li Lu was shocked when she heard that, she didn't know where Qin Ze got the information from.

It's even more detailed than my reporter's sense of smell, and some text descriptions seem to be at the scene.

Could it be that Qin Ze is also a reporter?Or... His career can be diversified, compatible with the reporter's ability?

But in any case, this ability is definitely far beyond his own.

Qin Ze didn't know about Li Lu's imagination, so he just said:
"Change the direction of the investigation. First, you need to investigate the murder case. Second, focus on who Qin Baomin had contact with, and the mother and son who died in the bombing. Investigate whether they had any special experiences."

Li Lu silently memorized these.

Not long after, Qin Ze also arrived at the Slow Chat Psychological Clinic on Beibin Road.

That's where psychologist Von Enman comes in.

There is a gymnasium, remedial classes, dental clinics and pet hospitals around, and the nearby community is called Chazhuang.

There is still a lot of traffic.

It is now 25:[-] in the morning, and Feng Enman's clinic has just opened for business.

Qin Ze walked into the clinic, he was the first customer of the clinic.The layout of this clinic is very similar to a salon for chatting and gathering.

The whole clinic seemed very clean. When Qin Ze came in, he saw only one person.

There are no assistants or any other staff in the clinic. The only person who is making coffee is the owner of the clinic, Feng Enman.

Wearing an artist's single ponytail hairstyle, his beard makes him look a bit vicissitudes.

"I had a hunch that there would be a very interesting guest today, but I didn't expect that the hunch was quite accurate, and it came true in the morning."

Feng Enman took the coffee and motioned for Qin Ze to sit down.

Qin Ze looked at Feng Enman, and Feng Enman also observed Qin Ze. He handed the coffee to Qin Ze:

"Taste my craft."

Qin Ze didn't refuse. For some reason, Feng Enman gave him a feeling of deja vu.

"My friend told you I was coming?"

"No, I just smell the smell of distortion. Maybe you can provide me with new materials for my creation." Feng Enman said with a smile.

Qin Ze secretly noticed, could this Feng Enman be a writer?
He suddenly found the specific composition of that feeling of deja vu.

It wasn't a sense of familiarity with someone I'd met, but something that came from intuition——

sense of crisis.

(End of this chapter)