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Chapter 6 Retreat
[You have made your choice, next, you have 10 minutes to defend]

[If the defense fails, the court of truth will enforce the death penalty]

……

"It has nothing to do with you?" Gray Mask's tone revealed disbelief, and then he said sullenly, "People's memories don't lie."

The red mask was directly furious: "The criminal suspect Jiang Qian! Your criminal motive is clear and the criminal process is detailed. I advise you to be honest with the court and give up sophistry!"

Jiang Qian's pupils froze.

"Don't quibble" - is the content in the dungeon prompt.

But sophistry and defense are still fundamentally different.

Jiang Qian said succinctly: "I apply to defend myself."

10 minutes, there is not much time left for him to think about countermeasures, but at least he is safe for these 10 minutes.

The giant ax above his head did not chop off.

The high-ranking law enforcement officers looked at each other, as if they could not ignore certain rules and forcibly influence the movement of the execution rack.

And when they looked at Jiang Qian on the interrogation chair again, Jiang Qian's expression had returned to its original calmness.

Jiang Qian quickly recalled all the details since entering this room, what he saw, heard and felt:
They're accusing me of memory, that's undeniable!However, after I sat down, I felt dizzy for no reason, as if the memory palace in my head was shaking, making me unable to anchor the cause and effect of these memories...

My emotions are very stable, but when I look back at the memory of being beaten by Jiang Yang, anger and hatred fill my mind, and I can't help but want to destroy him.

did i really kill himNo, it's impossible.Then the test of the dungeon will become unsolvable.

Moreover, this modus operandi is too sloppy, leaving many hidden dangers:
Medication use can leave marks on dishes and clothes, and blood in the room, strong cleaners won't work, luminol can make years old blood stains glow.

Indoor dismemberment sounds too bold. Although it is theoretically feasible, do I still have the strength to move the pile of things out after the dissection and cleaning?How many unknown changes will happen in this process?

Including those aftermath operations, it is too taken for granted. If one link is not well controlled, it will be lost. This is not a complete and reasonable closed loop.

If I make up my mind to do this, I will definitely plan carefully and deliberate until I choose the most perfect plan...

Jiang Qian's pupils shrank suddenly, and his thoughts were filled with thoughts.

The prosecutor in the gray mask tapped his fingers on the table.

Facing Jiang Qian, he said in a low and serious tone: "You have to understand the consequences of doing so. Maliciously covering up the truth will only make you more guilty."

Jiang Qian slowly withdrew his thoughts: "Well, I will bet on my sexual fortune for the rest of my life, and I will reverse the case with you."

The craftsmanship is almost gone, so why talk about sex?

Besides, just now, he has figured it out.

Gray Mask rubbed his brows: "Okay, what a lunatic... Let me ask you, did this crime come from your memory?"

"It's my memory." Jiang Qian replied truthfully.

"So, don't you even question your own memory?" Gray Mask asked in disbelief.

"Correct me, what I'm questioning is not the memory, but the nature of the memory." Jiang Qian raised the corner of his mouth, "I admire this method, which secretly changes the concept between the memory and the fact that has happened. It's so beautifully done, even I was almost deceived myself."

"What do you mean by that?"

Gray Mask raised his voice, but it was revealing his guilt.

"Quite simply, the reason why this 'murder' exists in my memory is because I did have such an idea, it became part of my memory, stored in my mind. However, it was not put into practice. "

"To mess up my memory so that I can't tell what is the established fact that happened and what was planned in my mind but never implemented. Then kill my head with a fictional crime."

Jiang Qian moved his hands in shackles, as if he was recalling the series of "touch" just now.

Holding the iron wire of the grilling mouse, the resistance when being beaten by Jiang Yang, the moment when the small pieces of medicine were crushed into powder when grinding sleeping pills, the pain and numbness left by the piano wire being tightened in the palm for a long time...

These tactile sensations are mixed together, as if it is really possible to confuse the real with the fake.

But a fake is a fake.

Just focus on a gap and they will be full of holes.

"Why do you not only let me 'see', but also let me 'feel'?"

"Is it to enhance the sense of fait accompli of the memory, or is it to allow sensory stimulation to trigger my emotional response and make me more convinced that I have killed someone?"

Jiang Qian turned from defense to offense, his eyes fixed on the gray mask.

"You have a great imagination...but it's not real."

Gray Mask still didn't let go, and repeated the same trick to induce Jiang Qian: "Think about it, you hate Jiang Yang! He never treats you as a younger brother, bullies you, controls you, and tramples on your preferences at will! You already have this idea, Is there any reason not to implement it?"

"There are a thousand women you want to sleep with, are you going to sleep with them all?" Jiang Qian responded lightly.

"You!" Gray Mask shook his fingers, as if he had been greatly humiliated.

The red mask also slapped the table angrily, and his voice was out of tune with anger: "Bold criminal suspect! How dare you openly humiliate the court? I'm on the horse, I will beat you to death in minutes!!!"

Jiang Qian was slightly taken aback, had I seen this idiot before?

Of course, no matter how insinuating and inciting the other party is to plead guilty, he will ignore it.

He had finished what he was going to say, and he was quite sure of his inferences.Unless the other party comes up with a new set of arguments that can correspond to all the details, there is no need for him to participate in the quarrel.

……

【The 10-minute countdown ends】

[The defense is successful, you will be acquitted]

Isn't the acquittal too hasty?Won't you pay some mental damage compensation for wrongful arrest... Jiang Qian argued silently.

"Boom"

A heavy tremor sounded overhead.

The giant ax that was almost touching his neck began to rise slowly, and the sharp blade moved away from his vitals and disappeared into the headspace.

The interrogation chair where Jiang Qian was sitting was also restored to the sofa, with the half of the steel bar still standing aside.

In the courtroom in front of him, the figure of the presiding judge wearing a red mask gradually distorted, turning into a demonic face, struggling to jump towards Jiang Qian!The barbed tongue almost licked Jiang Qian's face!

But the steel bar that Jiang Qian swung opened a glaring bloodstain.

The gray mask turned into a black shadow and fled close to the ground, aiming at the gap behind Jiang Qian, intending to sneak attack from behind!
Unfortunately, an invisible force limited him.

The fatal lore turned into incompetent rage, and he could no longer approach Jiang Qian at all.

A hint came from Jiang Qian's ear:

[Reminder: The "Judgment" movie viewing task is completed, and the main task is updated]

[Main task: Arrive at the "Abyss Video Hall" and complete your exclusive viewing task (3/7)]

The mission progress has been updated from 1/7 to 3/7.

The scene in front of him returned to the way it was when Jiang Qian first entered the screening room.

The screen in front of him has gone out.

"ended."

Jiang Qian sighed.

"You can make a fuss about memory, even the missing persons. This dungeon is really dark."

He didn't want to stay in this room for a moment, so he turned and walked out.

Go back down the hallway.

Jiang Qian once again carefully looked at the poster pasted on the door of No. 1 screening room.

Under the huge torture frame, there are victims who are willing to be slaughtered...

Jiang Qian touched his neck, which still had the cold feeling of being pressed against by a sharp weapon.

It is conceivable that if the anger and hatred towards Jiang Yang were carried away, he would bear the price that should not belong to him like the trapped person on the poster.

This is thanks to Jiang Yang.He had been missing for so long that he didn't know whether he was dead or alive, so Jiang Qian couldn't bring up much hatred when he thought of him now.

As for the memory of the murder, it’s not so much an attempted plan as an “inadvertent insertion”: After seeing a murder movie many years ago, I was so excited that I used Jiang Yang as a target to make up for it plot.

"The key to this level is to have a clear mind and a firm mind, so as not to be disturbed and bewitched by other evil thoughts."

There was silence for a while.

Let go of the past that floods with memories.

Jiang Qian walked to the No. 2 screening room.

……

Beijing Police Department.

Special Affairs Center - Information Intelligence Department.

Bai Ji saw that the progress bar of "Whispering the Devil" in progress had advanced a bit, and unconsciously stopped drinking tea.

Seeing that this progress has exceeded 1/3!
Quickly called the relevant recorder, asked about the frequency of cannibalism in the Whispering Whispers copy this year, and released a signal that they might work overtime tonight.

Except for this one right now, a total of 15 people were pulled into Whispering of the Demon this year.

Among them, 12 people died at the beginning, and 3 people reached 1/3 of the progress, and stopped at this record.

Bai Ji fell into silence.

Right now, this guy who is experiencing life and death in the dungeon is already ranked in the top 20% of the existence of the trial, very good.

As long as he goes one step further and pushes the progress to 2/3, he will be the breaker of this dungeon record this year.

But the greater possibility is that he, like the three testers this year, died in the next level.

"Hey! I was so lucky that I didn't experience such a nightmare when I opened the cards..."

(End of this chapter)