Joker Game (Fei Gua) Chapter 194:

What does Chen Xiao look like in our eyes?

Doing nothing every day and staying idle, whenever there is a chance, I will do my best to die, show cuteness, and make troubles. In short, I have no goals, no dreams, and go wherever it is fun. Low as a child. In addition, they don't like to use serum, so the group with weak physical fitness, apart from knowing a little about firearms, the rest of the combat weapons are at most at the stage of "knowing what they are for".

Such a person is far behind the white bear that the foundation cultivated, or Lin Fan, who was entrusted with an important mission by the mysterious organization, and is almost like a supporting role in a story

And the real Chen Xiao is really this kind of B.

He doesn't seem to care about what most people in the story pursue. Things made him unable to arouse the slightest interest, as if he was already tired of those things.

Heh, such a person who can be slapped on the wall with a single slap but can't be slapped on the wall, is he tired of this?

It's a joke

Well... who knows.

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But then again, he is not bored to the point of drinking cold water and waiting to pee, he is also doing some things.

Just like what Bai Xiong said, Chen Xiao is checking. Check yourself, check the past, check those lost memories.

"Who the **** am I?"

This question is still very attractive to a person whose memory is blank.

Of course he will check, although there is a forbidden area in his mind...so that he cannot touch it and cannot think.

However, that doesn't hide anything.

It's like a black hole...we can't see it because it swallows even light, but we can still see it...because we can see beyond it.

The same is true for Chen Xiao. Although he can't see those sealed things, he has already outlined the outline of the restricted area from many other things.

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Chen Xiao’s memories started half a year ago... Waking up in a mental hospital, it was like a fresh life that was born with knowledge had just hatched, without any memories of the past, but possessed countless normal people would never have. knowledge.

This knowledge is too messy, without any connection, it's like randomly pulling out a few pools of water from the ocean of knowledge, and then pouring it into a big steel to stir it up.

He knew **** a man with disposable straws and toilet paper and pretended to be suicide, and he knew how to squeeze the heart to make it beat again after cutting open the chest of a dying man. He can clearly infer a person's home address from his hair, and he can also measure the distance and speed of a vehicle only by perception. He had in mind the extremely detailed templates of the continental plates, and the hand-fitting process of the clockwork. He can distinguish the color numbers of various series of lipsticks, and can also identify which masters they come from from the style of the book.

In short, these messy knowledge are really unusual for a severely mentally ill patient who has been wearing a restraint suit for a long time and has been locked in a single ward for more than ten years and has not seen the outside world.

Chen Xiao has read his medical records. I have also traced many related clues. These things are easy in the eyes of a Foundation field officer, but the answers he got are the same as those of the white bear.

That is... logical, no doubt, meticulous, as if deliberately placed there waiting for someone to dig. So Chen Xiao didn't pursue it further, he knew that it was meaningless, and all this would only become more real as he investigated

And what he doubts is already the truth itself.

Then, this kind of extremely subtle authenticity is like a series of walls, firmly blocking Chen Xiao in the established story, so he can only give up and turn his attention to himself.

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Then let's talk about Chen Xiao himself. We have already talked about his all-encompassing but extremely impractical head. Let's talk about this body... This body really has nothing to do with the word "fresh". Thin, pale, atrophied muscles and a curved spine piled up into a thin, crooked image, not even as good as those beggars who couldn't eat enough.

However, Chen Xiao is not disgusted with this body... This is a very subtle feeling, and only a person who has lost his memory can understand it. The comfortable field of vision is high and low, and the width of the steps is very familiar. Every inadvertent small movement, every subconscious command, perfectly matched with his body. He can simulate the feeling of facing the wind when running, and he can also imagine the body movements when protecting key parts when being beaten. It should be that far when you stretch out your arms, and you should be that high when you jump up. This is a habit that has been formed for a long time, and it is integrated in the depths of consciousness, and it will not change much with the disappearance of memory.

This shows that at this moment, I should be myself. This is a very awkward sentence, but everyone should be able to understand what it means

However, there are differences

For example, the two scars at the corner of the mouth

From the corner of the mouth, it extends to the cheeks, and even reaches the roots of the ears as the muscles are stretched. These two scars are very awkward and uncomfortable. Talking, eating, and looking in the mirror, anyway, they should not belong to my body at all, but for some reason, they are closely integrated with myself, like some kind of totem that cannot be thrown away. It was branded on the face, and even the powerful healing ability of the repair chamber could not eliminate it.

Equally awkward, there are movements of licking lips, occasional subconscious shrill smiles, and always chewing his own tongue a few times inexplicably when he is idle and bored, etc. Although he does these movements without any violation However, he knew that these did not belong to him, but the traces left behind by an invisible force that secretly infiltrated into his soul.

"Who the **** am I?"

Or

"Am I or is it just me?"

Chen Xiao has explored for a long time on this issue.

When I was a so-called "volunteer" for the first time, there was a gap in my memory at the gate of the orphanage. The state of the fracture, at the time, he attributed this to his own psychotic episodes.

Next, in the D-class containment area of ​​the Foundation, the memory-eating old man who never showed up again, and the sharply reduced number of guards, it is impossible for Chen Xiao not to notice these details, and he is now I'm pretty sure it's all about me.

The blasted wall on the top floor of the Jinding Building, the giant eyes opened in the sky full of flesh and blood, and the way to contain C-207 and send it to the Anomaly Research Institute, in every undetectable thinking restricted area, it seems that something terrible happened things.

It's all about yourself.

So what the **** am I doing in those trances? He couldn't find it no matter what, those records were strictly hidden by the power of a higher level

Some people don't want to let themselves know,

This is something that can be easily guessed~

However, it seems that there are still people who want to tell themselves the truth.

For example, that self-proclaimed writer woman who hasn't shown her face for a long time.

Chen Xiao is sure that when she appears in front of him again, many puzzles will be solved~IndoMTL.com~hehehe

He smiled softly, these things cannot be rushed. Wait, wait, everyone knows that the longer you endure, the stronger the pleasure will be

Suddenly!

"Buzz"

Chen Xiao's cell phone vibrated

Next

It shook again

"buzz buzz"

The shock started and continued, making Chen Xiao's crotch numb~

"What are you doing?" Chen Xiao muttered, he would not be immersed in this strange feeling, and quickly took out his phone.

Next

"Fuck!!!??"