Qiao Jingting followed Chen Wufei to his laboratory, and there was no one else.

Chen Wufei said: "Let Brother Dao come together."

"Forget it, you didn't say it might be long, or there might be no result. I don't want to say something related to Bai's memory when I'm not sure about anything. It may make them panic and it's not good to talk to Bai Er."

Chen Wufei shook his head: "This concern is nothing wrong, but I am not worried about this."

"What is that?"

Chen Wufei smiled bitterly and pointed his brain: "I'm worried that 'he' will come out to cause trouble."

Qiao Jingting was stunned. He really didn't expect this level.

"I think he wants to know the answer too. Anyway, if you know, he will know it. So whether you are hypnotizing me or he is hypnotizing me, the result should be similar."

Chen Wufei said: "I feel very strong this time. Maybe it's because of my mental strength. He can feel that he is very interested in your memory.

Hypnosis is a very dangerous process. If you are not careful, it will cause irreversible damage to your mind. You know that Shuai cannot repair your mental damage.

During the hypnosis process, I will definitely put your safety first, but he may do whatever he wants to get the answer, so there must be someone who trusts to look at me... and look at 'him'."

Qiao Jingting nodded: "Okay."

He summoned Zou Yidao in the communication network.

After a while, Zou Yidao also came to the laboratory, while Qiao Jingting was already lying on his back in the chair, wearing a brain wave enhancer made by Chen Wufei on his head. Wearing this will help hypnosis and recreate memory effects.

Qiao Jingting said: "Brother Dao, let me explain to you what we are doing after I finish it. Now I need you to look at Wufei and observe him, and don't let his second personality come out."

Chen Wufei added: "Don't let 'him' hurt Jingting."

Zou Yidao nodded: "I will observe carefully. If I think it is too dangerous, I will stop him in time."

Chen Wufei was only a little relieved. He sat next to Qiao Jingting and said in a low and slow voice: "Now, you need to relax your whole body and mind, imagine the most comfortable place you feel, such as the blue sky, white clouds, green grass, you are lying there, smelling the fragrance of flowers and plants..."

Qiao Jingting closed his eyes and fantasized about being in the most comfortable scene. Chen Wufei's voice was filled with some indescribable bewitching, which gradually made his consciousness dull and blurred.

Chen Wufei's voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away, the farthest one was like a sound from outside the sky, and the voice slowly said: "...Recall that conference room, that round table, you returned there, you sat there again, your eyes followed all the details there..."

Slowly, the darkness in front of him faded away, and some faint light began to appear around him. He felt very comfortable and relaxed. Although he didn't know where this place was, he had a strange sense of security.

He walked curiously like he was just entering the virtual system, hoping to find something special. Not long after, some meaningless memory fragments appeared in front of him, all kinds of messy ones flashed and flowed in front of him, and then gradually faded away. Finally, a dark-toned space gradually became clear.

The space became clearer as he approached. It was a black round table, placed there alone, and was pitch black around it. There was only a beam of light shining in the range of the round table. Several black figures sat motionlessly in the various seats of the round table, and only one seat was empty.

Qiao Jingting suddenly felt his heart beating wildly, and the comfort and security disappeared in an instant. He was full of fear and resistance to the round table. He instinctively resisted walking over and resisted to sit in that seat - although he was very sure that the seat was left for him.

Qiao Jingting struggled to retreat, but another force was driving forward. He didn't even know whether he wanted to advance or retreat.

Qiao Jingting on the seat closed his eyes, struggled hard with all his limbs, and twitched. Chen Wufei held his knees and said in a calm tone: "Don't be nervous, don't resist, nothing can hurt you..."

Zou Yidao stood up, looked at Chen Wufei, and then looked at Qiao Jingting. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Chen Wufei made a "shhh" gesture: "Don't worry, he's fine, we are approaching the core memory."

Zou Yidao thought about it and didn't say anything, but he did not sit back to his seat. Instead, he stood beside Shen Wufei and observed Chen Wufei more carefully.

Qiao Jingting finally walked towards the seat step by step. He knew that his subconscious was moving forward, and he told himself that he must move forward and sit there.

The moment he sat in that chair, the details around him were perfected at a speed visible to the naked eye. It turned out that this was a blue-gray conference room with thick sound insulation materials on the walls, and the doors had complex high-tech locks. In the center of the conference room was a projection screen, and some of the shadows in the surrounding seats were initially filled with colors, while some were still black, especially the area on the left hand side, which was always in darkness.

Qiao Jingting finally remembered what he was doing at this moment. He almost forgot that he was going to return to this memory. He wanted to relive this memory to discover more details.

Everything in this memory is solidified, only he is moving. He looks to the left, it is pitch black and can't see anything. He looks to the right, and is a projection screen with a jellyfish on it, with a transparent shell, and inside it is a map of the meridian points of the human body, which is exactly what everyone can see when washing the marrow.

The chair of the main table of the round table is facing him and facing the projection screen. Only one head is outlined, and nothing else can be seen.

Qiao Jingting stood up and wanted to walk over and take a closer look.

But as soon as he stood up, all the details disappeared, and only the round table and a bunch of black shadows remained in front of him.

He sat back on his seat, and the things he had just returned, and he finally confirmed that the memory fragments he saw were what he saw on this chair, so his memories could only reproduce the limited things he saw on this chair, and what he didn't see was pitch black.

After he sat down, he looked down right and saw the strange pair of soft-soled shoes.

He had looked at Bai Er's pair before, with the material, color, style and craftsmanship, which was exactly the same. It was Bai Youming's iconic unique item - rhinoceros leather shoes.

But except for these shoes and a piece of white trousers, there was nothing left. Looking up, the person next to him was also pitch black.

He looked at other things with details. There was a woman who looked like she was fifty or sixty years old, with a very strict appearance and a pale face. He didn't recognize her. There was also a middle-aged man who was very fat and had a slight look of panic. The faces of these two people were the clearest.

He found five people with facial features and three people with body details. These people seem to have nothing in common, but if you look closely, you can see that these people are well-dressed and must be rich.

He patrols another circle, his eyes fixed on a man whose face is blurred and half-shaded.

He remembered that it was this person who felt familiar when his eyes flashed.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties. He could tell that he was a little handsome when he was young, with profound facial features and extraordinary weapons. However, his face was really too blurry, and half of it was in the shadows. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that he had seen this face somewhere, but he couldn't even remember it even if he racked his brains.

He thought desperately, because he knew that this man might be the only breakthrough in this mysterious memory.

He looked at that face repeatedly, then lowered his head, closed his eyes to clear his distractions, and focused on that face.

When he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw suits and leather shoes with exquisite fabrics.

He was stunned.

Wait, is this...he?

He kept observing the surroundings, but forgot to look down at himself.

Qiao Jingting suddenly felt a violent panic, because he had never worn such clothes in his life. He was extremely sure of this. Moreover, judging from the skeleton of this body, he was clearly an adult man. If his childhood memories were hidden because of age and appeared because of Ayatoll's strengthening ability, then he would not have forgotten things to this point after he became an adult. He would not even remember such important memories he had participated in?

What's wrong with his memory?

After all this, he could no longer trust his memories. He seemed to have lost very important memories, but the stronger feeling was that he was forced to have many important memories, because these memories were too strange to him, and they were even completely incompatible with his understanding of himself, family, and everything around him.

This feeling was so terrible, as if someone else's memory was hidden in his body.

What's wrong with him?

Who is he?

Qiao Jingting felt a severe pain in his brain again. He hugged his head hard, and his whole face was twisted. He began to yell in restraint. He felt that his brain was about to explode. He couldn't bear it and stood up. As he left the seat and all the details disappeared, his eyes once again floated over the face of the middle-aged man who made him look familiar.

A white lightning flashed through Qiao Jingting's mind, instantly activated the memory neurons in one place. He... he remembered who this man was!

——

"Shocking!Shocking!"

Shen Wufei's voice was like an outsider, and he penetrated into his severe pain, making him feel a trace of soothing like a clear spring, and his headache was relieved a little.

He listened to Shen Wufei's voice, followed the guidance of the voice, relaxed his body and mind again, and all his memories disappeared. He felt like he was back in that comfortable environment again, and he seemed to be wandering in the hot spring, and he was drowsy.

I don’t know how long it took, but Qiao Jingting opened his eyes.

Chen Wufei and Zou Yidao appeared in their eyes with worried faces, and Qiao Jingting looked at them in a daze.

Chen Wufei's hand shook in front of his eyes: "Jingting, how are you?"

"Don't be stupid."

Zou Yidao raised his hand and the big shave was about to fall down.

Qiao Jingting grabbed Zou Yidao's wrist and stood up from the chair. His voice trembled with fear: "It's Han Shaojin, that man is Han Shaojin!"

Chen Wufei and Zou Yidao looked at each other. Chen Wufei was shocked, but Zou Yidao was confused: "What is Han Shaojin?

What the hell is going on?"

Chen Wufei widened his eyes: "You... are you sure?

Is it Mr. Han?

How could Mr. Han appear in your memory?”

"How the hell do I know? I'm going crazy. Because I've seen myself, I'm wearing a suit, and my damn I haven't worn that thing in my life."

“Yes, there is a possibility.”

Chen Wufei grabbed Qiao Jingting's arm, as if he wanted to convince him and himself, and said loudly, "This is not your memory, but your fantasy. You fantasize that you are wearing a suit, and there is a Bai Youming sitting next to you, having a meeting with Mr. Han. Anyway, you know these people..."

"No, it's impossible."

Qiao Jingting said seriously, "The old man I saw is at least twenty years younger than now."

This time I am not dull.

Zou Yidao said anxiously: "What are you talking about?

What are the meetings? What are the Bai Youming Han Shaojin?

!”

Qiao Jingting took a deep breath and simply told Zou Yidao what happened to him.

After listening, Zou Yidao also fell silent. He smoked hard, obviously like them, and didn't know what was going on.

Chen Wufei grabbed his long hair: "If this memory is true, then Mr. Han is the key to breaking the shackles of the abyss game.

If it is fake..." Chen Wufei looked up at Qiao Jingting, "You have problems, whether it is a memory problem or a Tai Sui necklace, you must have any problems, and you don't know it yourself!"

Qiao Jingting knocked his head a few times: "I also want to know what is wrong with the memory I want to know, why do I have these strange memories that do not seem to belong to me at all, are those experiences of me, and why do I forget them?"

"Did you have any memory blank in your past life?"
To be continued...