absurd deduction game

Chapter 393 Imagination
Stop killing is the weapon that Zhao Yijiu has been carrying since he first entered the derivation game. It is an object that Zhao Mou gave him for self-defense in the novice test.

Later, after Zhao Yijiu successfully passed the test and became a player, this sacrifice was truly activated and fused with Zhao Yijiu's persona, merging with characteristics such as silence.

And now...

Yu Xing followed Zhao Yijiu to the dean's office while looking at the dagger in his hand.

The appearance of Zhi Sha is still the same as before, the whole body is pitch black, like a shadow hidden in the darkness, it is extremely difficult to guard against.

He is not the owner of this sacrifice, so he cannot see the full power of this sacrifice, let alone use it. He can only feel the breath inside the dagger from the palm of his hand holding it.

Everyone has a different aura. What is the aura? It's uncomfortable. It's probably an invisible thing that can make people feel the temperament and atmosphere when the other person is there. Because this feeling is very It is difficult to copy, so the identity can be identified by breath.

Yu Xing could feel that in addition to Zhao Yijiu's cold and gloomy aura, there was also a tyrannical aura that was somewhat incompatible with Zhao Yijiu, but Zhisha did not reject it, but integrated it very well.

It must be the ghost in Zhao Yijiu's body.

Even the sacrificial offerings under the personality mask can affect, this ghost is probably not only indistinguishable from Zhao Yijiu, but also has other room for use...

Yu Xing called Zhao Yijiu, "Brother Jiu."

Zhao Yijiu didn't look back, but his pace slowed down a bit: "..."

"I heard from Zhao Mou before that you can already use some of the abilities of ghosts?"

Yu Xing is not worried that it will be wrong if Zhao Yijiu's ghost personality hears about it. Anyway, the independent consciousness of ghost personality is only short-lived. When the game is over, the split personality effect disappears, and ghost's independent consciousness will naturally disappear , returning to an emotional state of Zhao Yijiu.

"Ah."

"When you use the ghost ability, do you have any emotional changes? Do you feel like another person?"

Zhao Yijiu paused for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Usually, you can't use some innocuous abilities. But every time you lose control, you have that feeling."

Yu Xing quickened his pace to catch up, and asked curiously, "What kind of feeling?"

"I'm still me, but I'm not me anymore." Zhao Yijiu didn't mean to play charades, he felt a little troubled by this way of describing, and thought for a while before saying, "For example, you usually like the magnificent waves of the sea, but in a certain state, You prefer the darkness of the deep sea and the teeth of giant creatures."

"Hiss, what you said is too artistic." Yu Xing rubbed his chin, "Maybe it's like seeing a kitten. In normal state, it's like someone who likes cats and wants to pet it. Under the influence of a ghost state, thinking It's still yours, but you just want to crush that fluffy and fragile head?"

"Almost." Zhao Yijiu didn't say anything else, this kind of feeling is difficult for normal people to understand, and only when you experience it yourself can you know what it is like.

Be yourself, but not like yourself.

While they were chatting, they had already seen the closed door of the dean's office, and the two of them consciously ended the conversation. Yu Xing returned the knife to Zhao Yijiu, and stepped forward to push the door to make room for the unconscious dean.

"You are back." Sure enough, there was an open notebook in Ren Yi's hand. Safli, Qu Xianqing, and Zhao Mou didn't read it, and waited patiently for Ren Yi to read it.

He watched Zhao Yijiu put the dean on the ground mercilessly, and asked, "Are you still alive?"

The notebook that will appear on the verge of death will not disappear because of the death of the dean. The reason why no one got the notebook in the hospital for so many fears before is because Ren Yi spent two identification cycles on his own before everyone came to help. Completed some prerequisite tasks.

"Alive." Zhao Yijiu answered briefly.

Ren Yi nodded, also ignored the dean, and continued to look down at the notebook.

Looking at it, a subtle smile appeared on his paralyzed face.

"Senior Ren Yi, did you find something?" Zhao Mou asked politely, sitting comfortably in a wheelchair.

Even though he is now exposed to be on the side of Yu Xing, a big boss who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, he still adheres to his own way of doing things, and is polite to every senior on the surface, making it impossible for people to be dissatisfied.

Ren Yi read the contents of the note at an inhuman speed, raised his eyes and handed the note to Zhao Mou: "You pass it on yourselves, the clues in this note are very important."

When there is a companion, he doesn't like talking to himself to explain, and Zhao Mou himself is more used to silent reading, which makes the audience scratch their heads.

[Fuck, what clue, you should share it with us]
[I was wrong, Mr. Ren Yi explained in such detail before, I am not willing to listen]
[Didn’t you notice? In fact, when Ren Yi was alone before, although he talked a lot, most of them were knowledge popularization. It didn’t seem like he was telling us what he was doing, but instead seemed to divert our attention]
[Yes, we only know where he is now, seems to have taken a document, seems to have taken something away, but why he took it, what to do next, he didn’t say anything, just taught us with knowledge science, good guy I don't want to listen to his lectures more and more... No, I don't want to watch his live broadcast, it's all]
[Results under his control.This wave he is in the atmosphere.Damn it, because I'm not high enough, so the word limit is so big]
[Am I not worthy to know the truth?Why, it pissed me off]
[Maybe Ren Yi also has concerns. He is afraid that if he fails this time, others will imitate his actions and steal the results of the truth. After all, the truth is not as good as it emerges, and because of different choices, there will be different endings in the end]
[Yes, it depends on the choice of the person who reveals the truth, whether the fear hospital will be closed or become a group of demons dancing wildly to endanger other deduction worlds]
The audience was full of enthusiasm, and more and more people watched the live broadcast of Fear Hospital. After several major events were fermented, everyone's interest in this game was obviously pushed to the peak.

In the dean's office, Zhao Mou was thoughtful after reading the notebook, and they circulated it one by one. After Zhao Mou, it is reasonable to say that it was Safli or Qu Lianqing, but none of them cared much about the truth, and they were not in a hurry. , one will definitely let Yu Xing see it first.

Zhao Mou weighed it for two seconds and handed the notebook directly to Yu Xing.

Yu Xing stepped forward to take it, and there was a bumpy feeling in his hand. He lowered his eyes and glanced at it.

This is a book with a red cover. Just looking at the cover, it looks a bit damaged, as if it has been violently damaged by someone. There are criss-cross traces from the tip of the pen, which is shocking.

He turned to the first page. The records in this diary have no date, mood or weather. Every sentence is very straightforward.

[A new doctor came in today. He graduated from a famous school and has rich experience. I heard that he performed very well in another hospital and even participated in the research of several new drugs. Unfortunately, that hospital did not keep him. He still chose our larger hospital.Indeed, talents have better opportunities to display their talents on a big stage. 】

【Take the time to chat with the doctor. Sure enough, this person is very like me. It would be nice if I got to know him earlier. 】

[I am sick, my limbs are weak today, and my mind is dizzy. Everyone said that it was because I worked too hard, so I reduced my workload.I laughed, they are really... I am a dean, the workload can be as much as these people who do surgery every day?They don't know how to feel sorry for themselves, they just know how to comfort me.Forget it, after the Dragon Boat Festival in two days, give them more things. 】

[I don’t know why, the way my father looked at me became more and more strange in the past month, he seemed to be afraid of me, and seemed to be dependent on me, I don’t know why he became like this, probably this is what people who are sick will experience matter? 】

【Dad pulled me again and told me to be with him. I want to be with him too, but I still have work to do!What is the meaning of his fearful eyes, afraid that I will abandon him?I'm not that kind of person. 】

[I fainted today. 】

[My psychiatrist told me that recently my pressure has increased again, and the psychological problems that I have finally resolved have begun to accumulate again.She suggested that I talk to her more.I trust her very much, she has been my psychiatrist for three years, I am willing to listen to her, I will look for her more recently]

……

[Old Liu and I are already friends. I have to say that I feel inferior to someone like him even if he stays in my hospital.He often has dinner appointments with me recently, I really want to talk to him more, I feel that with him who understands me, I don't even need to see a psychiatrist. 】

……

[She called me a lot today, saying that I haven't been to her for treatment for a month, and I must go in the next few days.Well, although I think I'm much better, I'll go and tell her about my situation, so she can feel at ease. 】

[A murdered patient came here today. When it was delivered, she was already dying. The patient's face was disfigured by strong acid and her throat was burned. She was found in an alley. The police don't know her identity yet. 】

【The patient died, we couldn't save him.I was going to see a psychiatrist tonight, but she didn't answer my calls. 】

[My God... how could that patient be her!It must be fake... She is so good, who would murder her?The police came to me for questioning, because she is my psychiatrist, so am I also suspected? 】

……

【Dad's condition is serious, maybe he won't survive this fall.I am very reluctant to part with him, but every time I come into contact with his inexplicable eyes, I feel inexplicably afraid]

[I need to find a new psychiatrist]

[My friend has a dinner appointment today, but my father is in a bad situation, so I rejected him]

……

[Daddy died today, and I failed to keep my promise to watch him until he closed his eyes.He was actually scared to death... What made him so scared?If I don't go for surgery today, will he be allowed to go away peacefully? 】

When Yu Xing saw this, a hint of clarity appeared in his eyes.

The handwriting of these diaries is sometimes neat and sometimes messy. It is indeed written by one person, but there are subtle differences.

Among them, the dean's father, the dean's female psychiatrist, and the dean's doctor friend were mentioned the most. Others also mentioned a few words, but they passed it by. Friends appeared alone, as if no one had contact with doctor friends except the dean.

He gave the notebook to Zhao Yijiu, and then asked Ren Yi, "Did the dean also graduate from a prestigious school?"

Since Ren Yi can find a definite answer in the notebook, it must be because Ren Yi has more information.

"That's right." Ren Yi nodded, "Graduated from a prestigious school, double-majored in surgery and medicinal chemistry."

"Didn't he specialize in surgery?" Zhao Yijiu just opened his notes and asked Yu Xing.

Here is only a short memory of the two of them seeing the dean in the intensive care unit.

"So, the puzzle has been solved." Yu Xing chuckled, and looked at the dean lying unconscious in the room, with a trace of calm in his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Qu Lianqing leaned against the wall, her bloody clothes made her a little fragile, but she didn't care about it at all, and she didn't feel uncomfortable wearing sticky clothes.

Fortunately, she only wanted to hear the conclusion and didn't want to think too much.

When Zhao Mou heard Zhao Yijiu's question, he immediately understood. He pondered for a few seconds: "That is to say, there is no so-called doctor friend, who graduated from a prestigious school and participated in several drug researches, all are the dean himself."

"Well, the dean's mental illness has lasted for a long time. This can be seen from the fact that he has a psychiatrist. There is also a mention of 'before events'. We don't know the details yet. What we can know is that the doctor The friend is probably someone who the dean imagined in his mind after he fell ill." Ren Yi continued Zhao Mou's words.

Sapphire understood, and she glanced at Zhao Yijiu winkingly: "Is it possible that the symptoms are the same as cold wine, and it is a split personality?"

"It's not the same." Yu Xing said, "The dean's symptoms are different from those of split personality. He consciously gave what he had to the imaginary character, but he was incomplete. According to my opinion, what he got It must be some kind of delusional disorder."

"The pressure is too much. The previous thing we didn't know was the source. It caused the dean to suffer from mental illness and needed to see a psychologist. With the help of a psychologist, his condition improved, but then his father's illness made him suffer again. More pressure, the disease relapsed, and this time the doctor friend he imagined was very powerful, and he participated in normal medical work every day, so the dean was very tired. People in the hospital said that he was too busy. He has a good rest, but the dean doesn't think he is the one who works." Zhao Mou has already figured out the cause and effect in just a few minutes.

He paused, then continued: "Not only that, but this imaginary doctor friend is not a good person. He has been preventing the dean from seeing a psychiatrist, and even killed the psychiatrist when the psychiatrist urged the dean, and let the dean Completely isolated."

In other words, it was the dean who did all of this, but the dean thought it was done by someone else, and his consciousness made him forget the mistakes he made with his own hands.

(End of this chapter)