white night syndrome

Chapter 237 205. The Rebirth of Death (please order the full version)
The two stood side by side in front of the door and began to recite the blasphemous incantation. The eyeball-like beads on the iron door lit up one after another, and the door shook, and then slowly opened with a heavy roar.

"Ah... finally... finally...!"

Li Ming let out a cheering sound that he hadn't seen in a long time.

"It's great that my reasoning was correct. I almost thought I would never see the day it was opened..."

Behind the door is a small room.

There is no frightening and blasphemous thing in the room as imagined, just a quietly operating machine. The great race that surpasses human intelligence may have left here long ago, leaving behind the insignificant humans and insignificant failed experiments, forever. It's lost its trace.

"As long as we destroy this, everything will be over. The snowstorm will stop, time will flow, and we can finally leave this nightmare." He paused, then turned to look at the girl in front of him, "Hey... Black Ze, I know you may not agree, but can I ask you a favor?"

"Once again, just once, can you please accompany me into the next reincarnation?"

"This may sound very stupid, but I really don't want you to leave me with these memories. I don't want you to know that I am a murderer, and I don't want you to have blood on your hands. I understand that this request is very arbitrary. , but please..."

"Next time I won't confess to you or do such a stupid thing. You will forget everything you spent peacefully, and I will kill them more skillfully and take you out of here without anyone noticing." Doors, let’s really end everything at that time, okay?”

Li Ming persuaded Kurosawa as calmly as possible, but his pleading voice still contained a cry.

"It's not necessary. Just like playing the game after reading the guide, it has lost the meaning of enjoying the game." Kurosawa paused, "Now that both of our hands are stained with blood, then we can be considered We're of the same kind, aren't we? Do you think you'll dislike me?"

"..." After hearing Kurosawa's words, Li Ming was silent for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh, "...I understand, I respect your decision."

The two used the weapons in their hands to destroy the machine. The inorganic thing that had brought endless pain to many people finally stopped functioning and became a piece of scrap metal.

When we returned to the basement, there was only a pile of salt-like powder where Terada's body had been.

This incredible young man who once talked about reasoning with her, investigated the case like a detective, and then lost his mind and attacked you crazily, disappeared without a trace as if he had never existed.

Has he finally escaped this eternal nightmare and found peace?
No one knows anything anymore.

"Let's go."

Li Ming held Kurosawa's hand tightly and led her up the dark stairs.

When he returned to the first floor, Kurosawa felt that the air was terrifyingly still. He looked out the window. Although the sky was still as dark as before, the raging snowstorm had miraculously stopped.

Afterwards, the two simply packed up, dug out the college students' SUV from the snow, and drove it away from the villa.

——At first, the navigation seemed to be broken and kept reporting errors, but after driving for a while, it returned to normal.

Checking today's date, they were surprised to find that a month had passed since their departure. I'm afraid that during those days of repeated reincarnations in the villa, time in the outside world was still flowing step by step.

In any case, no matter how hard they searched, no one found any trace of the villa. Looking at the past news, you will find that five students from the University of Tokyo once disappeared, but that was seven years ago.

Holding a secret that no one knew, the two of them drove home.

"...is this really good?"

Li Ming held the steering wheel and asked in a low voice.

"Those students...even though I later found out that they were dead, that first night, when I pushed Uesugi-kun away in a panic, I didn't know anything. I watched his head hit the corner of the table and he lost consciousness. At that moment, what I thought of was not to discuss with you or surrender, but to hide his body..."

"Maybe from that moment on, I was already an out-and-out murderer. Maybe everything that happened after that was my punishment."

"But you are different, you are innocent... Even if killing everyone is the only way to escape, you should not be involved. But I still used your power and even caused you to have the experience of killing. "

"Is there anything worth caring about... maybe this is it." Kurosawa pursed his lips, unable to say the word "script."

"If I didn't have your help this time, I don't know how long I would have struggled alone and how many times I would have done useless work. Now I think that the most correct solution is to throw away the unnecessary persistence and confess everything to you from the beginning."

"I thought it was for your own good, but instead I caused you to repeat so many terrible experiences... I'm so stupid."

Li Ming in this white dream is also quite cute.

Kurosawa thought so.

"Then... Confession, does it still count?"

"You're still talking about that... Just forget about that kind of thing. Everything that happened there was just a dream. Just forget about it!" Li Ming was a little embarrassed.

"It's impossible for me to forget."

"Eh? This is...I am a murderer. Although no one will take me seriously even if I surrender now, I have indeed killed five people, many times. In this way, I can continue to be your friend. , that’s already a thank you.”

He turned away with a blushing face. The snowy scenery outside the window reflected the red roots of his ears. After a long time, he spoke in a low voice.

"Please take good care of me from now on... my famous detective and accomplice."

……

It's a sudden brake.

No, it's time to wake up from a dream.

Awakening from his dream, Kurosawa came back to his senses. In front of him were Li Ming and others from before, as well as Mr. Shanshi who was looking at him with an expression of interest.

"It can be seen... Miss Kurosawa seems to have had a sweet dream." Shanshi rubbed his hands with a greedy smile on his face, "How is it? What do you think of the white dream I arranged for you this time? "

"Tampering with the character... Although the white dream has brought me very real memories, from the perspective of tampering with the character, the white dream is still garbage, the worst of all." Kurosawa said coldly. , "The tricks in it are also very disgusting. I really don't know what the people who designed this kind of white dream are thinking in their minds. On the surface, they seem to be very interested in mystery novels, but that's just on the surface."

"An expected answer."

Mr. Shanshi didn't seem surprised. He had a strange smile on his face. He then took out a black coupon from Jiang Wenkan's pocket, divided it into three parts with a dazzling technique, and then threw it into the sky. When it fell, it turned into ashes.

"But I don't care too much about your feedback. After all, personally, this is indeed a bad dream, but from a design perspective, I still appreciate it..." "Then let's start the third It’s just a dream. Finishing it early will also help my after-sales service. I’m already bored enough being an announcer all the time.”

Mr. Shanshi stretched out his right hand to press his lips, yawned, and said somewhat boredly.

"Then the third act follows, the rebirth of death..."

"This time I will use the same setting method as the white dream that Miss Kurosawa experienced. I am really looking forward to the ending of this white dream... As for the remaining people, please rest peacefully."

As these unexplained words came out of Mr. Shanshi's mouth, strange dust rolled up in front of everyone's eyes, and the scene changed sharply.

"The shadow hidden in this city..."

"Some kind of vague sign..."

"Is the person who appears in front of you still the same person?"

"How will the drama of the same kind and the other kind end?"

……

On this Sunday in October, an ordinary afternoon, in ordinary daily life, Li Dang looked at the red spots bitten by mosquitoes in the inexplicable autumn fatigue and boredom, and was complaining about the abnormality of this season. Fierce mosquitoes.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated and received a notification from the nursing home.

Li Ming blinked and came back to his senses, and the set memories swept into his mind like a tide——

The full name of the sanatorium, which exists as a place for mental patients in this world, is "Kawaha".

The message on the mobile phone displayed, or rather informed, the news of the death of Utsumi Ye, the director of Kawaha Sanatorium, and invited Li Ming to attend the farewell party tonight. The content was business-like, and it looked like it was sent from the address book. news.

Dean Utsumi...

It's just a normal friendship... not a deep friendship.

But since they had all posted obituaries based on their address book, it was still impossible not to go. Li Ming digested the facts on his own, and when he was about to accept the invitation, there was a sudden knock on his desk.

Looking up, he saw Jiang Wenkan with a long-lost smile.

The two looked at each other and already knew most of each other's information.

What Jiang Wenkan pushed in front of Li Ming was a piece of information about a missing person.

"Regarding the case of missing persons, a preliminary evidence collection investigation was conducted yesterday, but the policeman in charge of this matter took leave today due to illness, so the superiors asked me to hand over this information to you." Jiang Wenkan spread his hands, "I really can't do it. I understand why I should continue to play the role of a policeman... I actually don’t have a good impression of these professions."

"Do you think I have it? When I was assigned as a police officer in Baimeng World, Yuan Qingyu laughed at me for a while." Li Ming smiled helplessly, "But speaking of it, what do you think about that letter? Do you know anything about the Ku Group? I always feel..."

"You don't have to worry about me anymore. It's better to solve all these white dreams as soon as possible. We have wasted most of our time in white dreams... Do you still remember our original purpose? It was to go to Riichi University to find Kurosawa Mi The whereabouts of flower sister Kurosawa Watermelon..."

When Jiang Wenkan said this, Li Dang remembered it. He did some calculations and found that they had wasted a lot of time in white dreams, and there were almost a dozen white dreams...

It's all the fault of Chong Meng...

He turned his attention again to the missing persons information in front of him, which had these words written in black printing——

"Missing person: Ishishima Kawana, female, 29 years old, general employee.

alarm record:

The time of disappearance was unknown until last night when her black cat went to cause trouble at the neighbor's house next door. Unable to bear the disturbance, the neighbor came to visit, only to find a vague smell coming from the house, the food was rancid, and the house was covered with dust. It looked like no one had come to stay for several days, so the police were called.

Live photos:

From the photos, you can see that Shidao's house is relatively messy, covered with a thin layer of dust. There is an overturned cat bowl on the floor, as well as bookshelves, desks, calendars and personal computers on the walls. "

"Have you asked them to investigate these things?" Li Dang asked lazily, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, and quickly got into the mood.

"It has been investigated. These are documents." Jiang Wenkan took out a few sheets from a stack of white paper and handed them to the young man in front of him. "Disappearance cases are relatively common..."

Li Dang knew that his last sentence was a complaint, or a sigh, so he ignored him. He just thought that his father, who had been a child since he was a child, was also one of the missing cases... It should have touched some of his heartstrings.

"On the calendar on the wall, Ms. Ishijima is the type who ticks the calendar every day. You can see the date of the previous week. The circle drawn on it means that she asked for leave. After three days of asking for leave, she did not check it again. Or draw a circle, until this week I suddenly got a tick.”

The picture attached to the document shows that numbers 11 to 13 are all ticked, numbers 14 to [-] are circles, which means asking for leave, and numbers [-] to [-] do not have any signs of ticks or circles. Number [-] Suddenly there was a tick.

It feels quite strange.

"Computer search records, Ms. Shidao has searched records for colds, orthostatic hypotension, malnutrition, etc."

"The table is not well organized, but you can see cold medicine placed separately outside."

The rest is nothing suspicious.

Just as Li Dang was pondering the meaning of this, Jiang Wenkan's cell phone suddenly rang, and soon he heard a new message——

There is a new missing person report.

Then the two of them tidied up their clothes and immediately went to the home of the missing person, my grandson Yuzhang.

Investigation instructions from documents sent by senior management: My grandson is a 40-year-old male programmer. He has a wife and a daughter in elementary school at home. My grandson asked for leave a few days ago due to physical discomfort. He is resistant to the hospital at home. However, I went to the hospital at the request of my wife and daughter. When the diagnosis came out, it was just ordinary anemia. After two days of treatment in the hospital, my condition improved a lot.

The motive for reporting the crime was that my grandson suddenly disappeared three nights ago. I also considered the possibility of running away from home, but this was quickly rejected by my family because my grandson’s mobile phone was still at home.

(End of this chapter)