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Chapter 65 A Cooperation

Time goes back to last night.

"Lawyer Chen, are you really dead?"

In the room on the second floor, Qin Manjiang looked at the corpse that had already appeared unrecognizable and asked in a low voice.

His gaze quickly glanced at the fog under his feet.

The fog is dissipating.

Why does fog appear in the room where humans die? Is it the incarnation of the evil ghost?

Or...what else?

His fingertips subconsciously tapped the edge of the bed, and as the fog dissipated, Qin Manjiang stood up and was about to leave, but he heard a man's voice behind him:

"She is not dead."

Qin Manjiang turned his head and the tall doctor Yan Xiao was leaning against the door.

"You don't seem to be surprised that I'm still here?" Yan Xiao asked curiously when he saw Qin Manjiang's calm expression.

"I was surprised," Qin Manjiang admitted, "but I can't make my expression."

This statement about seeing a ghost made Yan Xiao think that Qin Manjiang was perfunctory, so he stopped asking more questions.

In fact, Qin Manjiang is telling the truth.

After learning from Zhong Xueran that there was something wrong with the doctor's head, Qin Manjiang thought the doctor was crazy when the situation just now happened. Unexpectedly, Yan Xiao's behavior just now was mostly performed.

"How do you know she is not dead yet?" Qin Manjiang asked.

The doctor's expression was relatively calm, just looking at the corpse: "She has added to her to the snake."

"My scalpel can be used in addition to being used on living people, but only a few people know about this."

Yan Xiao walked to the window and looked carefully at the window glass and around: "Chen Yu is one of them, she and I have acted together."

"Look at this corpse." He looked at the corpse from a high point. "The face and abdomen were chewed, but the heart was cut with a scalpel. She was worried that leaving a corpse with a heart would reveal the deceased. It was not her secret that she simply prepared a corpse without a heart."

"So stupid." Qin Manjiang couldn't help but say.

Yan Xiao nodded, and he looked at Qin Manjiang: "What do you think?"

Qin Manjiang pondered for a moment and said, "I have a guess, but no evidence has been found to support it."

"Oh?" Yan Xiao looked at him seriously, "I have a guess, too."

"Dream?"

"Dream."

The two of them spoke in unison, one after another.

"Zhong Xueran asked me to discuss with you, saying that you are not like a new player at all," Yan Xiao stood next to Qin Manjiang, "She is right."

Qin Manjiang was also a little surprised. He thought that only he could think of such outrageous speculation.

"Why do you think so?"

Yan Xiao did not answer, but suddenly asked: "Do you still remember what color the ground in the streets in the town?"

Qin Manjiang has a very good memory, which is one of the few characteristics of not being a standard adult male.

But no matter how he thought about it this time, he couldn't remember the color of the street.

"One of the characteristics of dreams is that we cannot remember the details of the dream, even the dream itself." Yan Xiao said.

"I have the habit of recognizing the way, especially when I go to a strange place." Yan Xiao walked to the window and looked at the night outside, "I went to the island with you, and I remember the road entering the town all the way. Even if there is fog, I should still remember the general appearance, but I didn't."

"Then, it's chicken soup." Yan Xiao said.

Qin Manjiang also nodded: "Unormal, illogical behavior and cognition are normal and unaware in dreams, but it seems strange to us outsiders."

"Well, these two points alone are enough to arouse suspicion in the weird chat game."

Yan Xiao said, "So, why did Chen Yu pretend to die and escape? What did she see through the mirror?"

Qin Manjiang also walked slowly to him and looked out the window: "First build everything on the perception that this is a dream, and then think about it."

Yan Xiao nodded: "It makes sense."

"If this is indeed a dream, why did Chen Yu do this?" Yan Xiao whispered.

Yes, the most critical question is that if Chen Yu is not dead, why would she do this?

If she wants to interfere and assassinate everyone, she can completely endure it. When she suddenly attacks at a critical moment, the effect will be much better than pretending to die and escape.

This really doesn't make sense.

Unless... she has any reason to have to do so.

"In some mystery crime novels, the murderers of serial murder cases usually have a trick to disguise themselves as one of the victims, thus breaking away from everyone's vision and suspicion and committing crimes better." Qin Manjiang looked at the dark night and suddenly said.

Yan Xiao was moved by his words.

Before he could think carefully, Qin Manjiang continued to ask: "I want to know... what it feels like to dream?"

"Hmm?" Yan Xiao didn't react to the reason why he suddenly asked the question.

But out of Qin Manjiang's calmness and keenness just now, he replied: "The mood of dreams is very strong, usually anxiety, fear, and surprise. There is no logic or order in the dream. The dreamer cannot detect abnormal things in the dream during the dream. The dream will rationalize everything. The dream is very vague, and you can only remember the rough and the details..."

"Wait," Qin Manjiang interrupted Yan Xiao's words. He turned his head and stared at Yan Xiao's dark eyes, "Have you dreamed of yourself?"

His question made Yan Xiao’s mind flash!

"You are right... In the dream, the dreamer will never see his face."

Yan Xiao and Qin Manjiang turned around at the same time and looked at the unrecognizable corpse on the bed.

If this is a dream of a ghost, then in this dream, the ghost itself has no entity because it cannot dream of itself.

Its perspective can only be used to choose a person who appears in the dream.

"She was chosen by ghosts and became the eyes of ghosts. She observed us in her dreams. Her life path was different from ours." Yan Xiao said.

He suddenly thought of the former chief who died in this strange story. Could that person... be chosen by a ghost?

"But why did she die?" Although Qin Manjiang was asking, he was not confused in his tone.

Yan Xiao looked at him and understood his thoughts.

If ghosts have no entity, they have almost no way.

But... now I know that the perspective of ghosts is in Chen Yu, and Chen Yu is equivalent to the substitute of ghosts in dreams.

But Chen Yu still chose to pretend to die and escape, and did not stay with them secretly because he was chosen by a ghost.

There is only one reason to reverse the reason from the result-

Chen Yu, or Li Gui, feels that the risk of staying with the player is greater.

So... the way to counter that ghost is on Chen Yu.

"We need a way to lure her out." Qin Manjiang said.

Yan Xiao pondered for a moment, thought of the scene just now, and said, "Mist."

Qin Manjiang nodded. Although he didn't know what the fog was, the fact that it could appear in the room meant that it had a lot to do with the evil ghosts or Chen Yu.

Perhaps, the heavy fog can make Chen Yu feel more secure.

"I will go into the fog alone tomorrow." Qin Manjiang said.

Yan Xiao looked at him: "I will follow you, but not too close."

"Yes." Qin Manjiang didn't think this risk was nothing, after all, this was a world of strange talk.

"Please take this finger." Yan Xiao took out a bloody finger from his pocket.

"For gifts, forget it." Qin Manjiang quickly refused.

"This is a mark." Yan Xiao looked at him.

"ah?"

"I can sense the specific location of the things cut with this knife." Yan Xiao explained, "If the fog is too thick, you can only use it to determine your location."

“…”

Qin Manjiang stretched out his hand and shrank it. After hesitating for a while, he put his finger into his pocket.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"Can I ask...Is there really a problem with your head?"

“…”


Chapter completed!
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