Joker Game (Fei Gua) Chapter 158: End of numbers
Everything around me disappears again.
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"Doctor Zhang" also returned to the blood-covered space again... still holding the knife in his hand, and the thin 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 were pierced through an unknown number of holes, he was a little out of breath when speaking.
"This...what's going on..." Doctor Zhang asked. At this moment, he was immersed in the newly recovered memory, and his hatred for the man opposite had long since disappeared.
"You already know that, don't you... You killed a woman, and then disguised yourself as a mentally ill person to avoid responsibility. And in the long life after that, you gradually couldn't bear your true inner world, So your subconscious will seal the memory that caused you so much pain, and become a real... "mental patient". Hehe, it's so interesting to be hypocritical and deceive yourself..." The man responded .
Dr. 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, letting the blood smear it. It's all over the head.
"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.
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. Some don't know how to answer this question.
"I...I killed someone..." Doctor 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, and there was still a faint 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 couldn't help but Roared, because what the other party said was beyond the scope of his own comprehension.
"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, put their bodies Handed over to 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 difference between reality and illusion, to be honest, I appreciate you very much." The man spoke a little faster: "However, your method of killing is really bad and impulsive. In fact, as long as you endure for another year or a half, make some illusions that you love each other, and find another You absolutely don’t want her death to be an opportunity, so just do it casually and make it look like an accident. On the wedding anniversary, you drink too much gas poisoning, get an electric shock in the shower, fall to your death, the worst, you Trick the co-pilot's seat belt to catch a snowy day and cause a traffic accident. If you're lucky, you can even get an insurance policy. The money is enough to change a woman every week for the rest of your life. … So Calling you murderers is really... hey... too unreliable."
The man said wow wow wow wow wow, but at this time Dr. Zhang was really dumbfounded, he looked at the other person with a look of madness, and then he really saw that "" in the other side's expression. I am optimistic about you" appreciation and "hate iron but not steel" worry.
"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 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 can't even be considered a third-rate murderer? I just found an interesting "abnormal item" and used you as an experiment!" That person He stared dead fish-eyed, and 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 ever 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 consciousness world, It seems that it was made more than a century ago with a very strange craft... It's function~ It seems to be used to treat mental illness... Actually, I think it can be used for interrogation, so let it go."
Dr. Zhang opened his mouth wide. He seemed to understand what the other person said, 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 your own story, then, go and open that door..."
After speaking, he curled his lips and motioned the other party to look in that direction.
"Doctor Zhang" looked towards the past, and as far as he could see, a door of a ward slowly emerged, becoming clearer and clearer. and converged on a huge combination lock.
"What is this? Dr. Zhang asked calmly. At this moment, he feels that he can accept even the most bizarre scene.
"This is the deepest lock in your heart ~ only you can open it." The man at 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 breath 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 towards the door... to the giant lock. On the front of the lock is a three-digit rotary code.
Dr. Zhang looked at the coded lock, then at his hospital gown, and stopped for a moment on the "202" on his chest.
Then, 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...
The other end of the lock is his story.
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There is a "click".
The lock was unlocked, and the chains rustled down like old cobwebs.
The door...is also open...
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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.
He knew that he woke up and escaped from the dream of the dream of the dream of the dream of the dream...
Following the consciousness of "Doctor Zhang", he lured him to unravel the puzzles in the dream again and again, and pass 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 link between the gaps in dreams. way.
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Actually, the **** city mental hospital has been around for some years. As early as the beginning of the last century, it was one of 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 before our eyes is already what it is now, and its earliest appearance has long been forgotten. corner of history.
A few days ago, a water pipe under a men's toilet in this 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 dusty 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 that these two chairs are the "abnormal items" referred to in this mission.
And our industrious and capable Comrade Xiaoxiao came to this mental hospital in less than 20 minutes, 15 minutes of which were still on the road, and confirmed that these two chairs belonged to this mission. Target.
Nonsense, at this point in time, there is such a large pit that suddenly collapsed, such a small room that has been buried for a hundred years, and there are two chairs with such strange shapes. Even a fool can see that there is something wrong with this chair!
Actually, if other field team personnel were to carry out this mission, they should just ask a few people to carry it away and the job would be over. Although the mission report would be ugly, at least there would be no danger.
But Chen Xiao is different, he won't be able to write words if he doesn't fight to death...... Ah, no, no, he has a serious and cautious work attitude, and he is going to try these two chairs himself What exactly is "unusual".
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 then sat on these two chairs with him.
Actually, 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. After all, the authority of the certificate is scary, so let him be a patient. It's not too much to ask.
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 it out. It probably has something to do with the seat of the chair. Maybe one is the output end and the other are inputs, like synapses in 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, and like Whether it is a Chinese character, or a certain object, or even a whole event, the technology at that time was not yet up to the level of such an operation.
But generally speaking, the "abnormal characteristics" of these two chairs have been deciphered by Chen Xiao.
At the same time, by the way, it also solved the heart knot of a mental patient for more than ten years.
"Drink..."
An exclamation came from beside my ear.
Chen Xiao didn't even have to think about it, it must be that "Patient No. 202" 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 a lot, then looked up and down Chen Xiao, hesitating for a long time...
"Is this... 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 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, yes If it's not real, what does it matter?"
Chen Xiao shrugged his shoulders, saying that he did not want to hear the other party discuss this kind of issue. It was just props, 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"
Nodding in satisfaction.
After that... it was torn to shreds.
Then, he came behind another chair.
He stretched out his hand and was about to grab the note behind the chair.
Suddenly, his hand stopped...
"Is this... real?"
The question of patient 202 appeared in my mind again.
Chen Xiao hesitated for a while
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No, for him, he has hesitated for quite a long time.
About a minute later
He smiled happily, obviously thinking of something.
"What if... these two chairs are not just as simple as letting one person enter another person's dream?"
he said to himself.
Afterwards ~IndoMTL.com~ slowly withdrew the hand that stretched out to 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?
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.) Reading Network