Chapter 597 I think this world is crowded enough. (Super
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"Should I call you Researcher 01, or the mysterious man, or the most famous psychiatrist in Wetland, Dr. Wells?"
He Ao stared at the man in front of him. Under the gaze of his spiritual consciousness, there was no trace of energy flowing in the figure in front of him. In fact, in the 'field of vision' of his spiritual consciousness, there was no 'life' at the place where the man stood.
.
What stood in front of him was not an 'entity', but more like an illusion clone.
He Ao concentrated slightly, feeling the fluctuations in his consciousness.
This ability seems to be similar to the ability of the "Dream Weaver" used by Vader and the officer to subdue the man before. It generates a "dream" that is superimposed on reality, creating the effect of hallucinatory clones.
Judging from the previous experience of fighting Dream Weaver, this should only take effect within the range of the user's power.
He Ao raised his head, and the power of his consciousness passed through the ceiling above his head. His prying eyes quickly scanned the rooftop on the ceiling. A being whose energy intensity exceeded the C-level limit was standing in the center of the rooftop.
It seems that that is the true nature of the mysterious man.
"It's okay. The name is just a code name. It's been so long that I can't remember my original name. If you like, you can call me Dr. Wells. In fact, for a long time, I thought
The last time we met was our farewell."
'Doctor Wells' glanced at the surrounding photos, his eyes fell on He Ao's raised head, and chuckled, "It seems that you have indeed gained something beyond ordinary people from that ritual that I still don't know about.
strength."
He turned around and walked up the spiral staircase step by step, "Although you are now standing in front of me, I still feel unbelievable that you can find me. In fact, the last time I met you in this capacity was already
That happened eleven years ago. Even for an extraordinary person, it is a distant memory, not to mention that at that time, you were not an extraordinary person."
He turned back to look at He Ao, "Where did I make an oversight?"
"You did it perfectly."
He Ao looked calm and walked up the spiral staircase step by step. His figure quickly surpassed Wells who was slowly walking up the stairs. He continued forward and climbed to the rooftop. "In fact, my memory is indeed a bit blurry.
Already."
Above the stairs is a small sunroom made entirely of glass. Rows of bookshelves are placed against the glass wall behind the stairs. An open double-open glass door connects the sunroom to the balcony outside. This sunroom is
It's 'Dr. Wells' office.
But at this moment, Wells was not in the office, but on the rooftop outside the sun room.
He stood under the lights on the rooftop, with his back to He Ao, and looked up at the stars in the sky.
He Ao looked at the figure standing in the middle of the rooftop through the opened glass door. Behind He Ao, the figure slowly going upstairs gradually disappeared, and finally returned to nothingness.
"You said that, but it aroused my curiosity."
The figure turned around and stared at He Ao, "Where is the point that arouses your suspicion?"
"Dr. Wells is different from the mysterious man. Dr. Wells is an identity with a clear and verifiable experience. It is a 'trustworthy' social identity. I think this is what you should use openly."
Identity, after all, the board of directors of Huiermei will not believe a 'mysterious person' of unknown origin."
He Ao glanced at his figure, holding the bone ax, and walked towards the rooftop step by step, "Theoretically speaking, unless it is absolutely necessary, you will not cross your two identities, light and dark, to increase the chance of being seen through.
"But everything in this world cannot be perfect. After you fell out with my father, the core information about the ritual array he studied was no longer open to you until you finally killed my father. You
I didn't get that part of the core information either.
"My father is a very family-oriented person, and you know him very well, so you guess that he may have told his family this knowledge. At least, my mother should know something.
"But obviously, you did not directly use extraordinary power to obtain knowledge from my mother, otherwise there would be nothing to do next."
"Your mother is a very determined person,"
Wells seemed to be caught in some kind of memory. He spread his hands and said, "I cannot use the master's power to directly erode her soul and pry into her deepest thoughts from a long distance."
He Ao raised his head and glanced at him. At this moment, his body had crossed the glass door, "So, you have to contact her as a psychiatrist and try to get words out of her."
"Indeed, this is a flaw that actually exposes my two identities to you,"
Wells smiled, "But I think I handled it very well. You haven't doubted me in a long time of ten years, have you?"
"The ability to be ignored and forgotten,"
He Ao walked down the steps in front of the door, "This ability is easy to use. Even when you use the identity of Doctor Wells, you will subconsciously use this ability to cover up the traces of your actions."
He Ao looked at him calmly, "People will always form inertial dependence in a comfortable environment, right?"
The smile on Wells's face gradually faded, and he had realized where his 'mistake' was.
"You took away my father's hard drive containing important research materials and my mother's unfinished book manuscript.
"Besides me, my mother, and my wife, you are the only person who may have appeared in my home before my mother committed suicide, but you were not suspected in any way."
He Ao walked towards him step by step, "Even if it is my mother's suicide, as the psychiatrist who is most likely to know the inside story and attending to my mother, you have not been questioned or suspected in any way. Is this a reasonable thing?"
Speaking of this, He Ao paused, "Of course, under the influence of your ability to distort thinking, everything is reasonable. I would not have any doubts at the time. You were afraid that your apparent identity would be exposed.
Exposed to the point of using abilities that should not be used openly."
"So when did you start doubting me?"
Wells looked at Howe.
"In fact, it didn't take long for me to identify you with suspicion,"
He Ao naturally replied, "After escaping from your pursuit, I realized very early that there was no image of you in my memory, and I could not identify the true identity of the 'mysterious man'. Of course, at that time, I still had feelings for you.
Nothing.
"What changed my thinking was that night, I returned to my old house to look for the knowledge left by my father. There, I met the surveillance tentacles you arranged and the bookshelf covering those tentacles. At that time, I realized
to a question.
"——Why are you so familiar with my home? You know the exact location of the bookshelf.
"Of course, at that time, my suspicion was still that you found a way to sneak into my house. After all, for extraordinary people, there are many ways to sneak into a house.
"Or maybe you directly used those monitoring tentacles to spy on the layout of my home. These are all easy to explain.
"However, these reasons cannot explain one question: why did my mother commit suicide?
"As you said, my mother has always been an optimistic and cheerful person. Even though her father's death caused great harm to her, she did not collapse. But one year after her father's death, she suddenly
Committed suicide.
"Although there were many abnormal behaviors before that foreshadowed her final actions, in my understanding, she was not someone who would commit suicide so easily. At that time, I thought of the missing hard drive at home and my mother.
Lost manuscripts.
"Of course, I still didn't suspect you at that time."
He Ao stopped and stared at the ordinary-looking psychiatrist in front of him, who seemed unusually amiable, "until I followed the vehicle of the Second Laboratory and came to this area and saw the Wilhelm Wetterland Hospital that I was familiar with.
"I think you should still remember that when I came to visit you, I failed several times."
"certainly,"
Wells also looked at Ho Ao,
"There are many people who come to me for consultation. I can't open a green channel specially for you. Although I really want to 'treat' your mother directly, I can't do it so obviously. The more difficult it is to seek medical treatment, the harder it is for you.
Then you will feel more and more that you 'begged' for this doctor instead of coming here on your own with abnormal intentions."
"Yes, you are very good at playing with people's hearts."
He Ao turned to look at the night sky beside him. Looking down from where he stood, he could just see the small building where the second laboratory was located. "And he also has a strong sense of control and will not let important things leave him too much."
Far."
Wells also looked at the small building and fell silent.
The experience of many failed attempts to seek medical treatment left a deep memory for Jess, which also made him deeply impressed by the 'Dr. Wells' here.
And when the memory of Dr. Wells appeared in Heao's mind, he keenly realized that something was wrong.
Although he couldn't tell what was wrong, he could detect it.
Strictly speaking, in a rational situation, Heao, who has a powerful soul, has much higher inspiration than Jace, and his perception of hidden power is also more acute.
After realizing that there might be a problem, He Ao began to take stock of the memories in his mind.
Although he cannot detect problems directly through memory, he can use the power of super memory to imprint all the memories into his mind, and then read these memories "page by page" from the perspective of a bystander, just like flipping through a book.
.
Eleven years have passed, and there are a lot of vague scenes in Jace's memory, but He Ao doesn't know where the actual problem lies. Super memory cannot remember vague scenes, so He Ao can only keep recalling, judging, and sorting out.
Although looking back now, the clues to determine the identity of the mysterious man are simple and the whole process is easy.
But in order to find these key clues, He Ao spent a lot of energy. During this period, he was still carving the magic circle on the wooden box and making other preparations.
In order to eliminate the interference of Wells' thinking, he compared his memories over and over again, and the whole comparison process continued until this morning.
After determining that Dr. Wells was most likely the one who took away the hard drive and manuscript, and used the power used by the mysterious man to interfere with the thinking of Jess and others, he dared to roughly finalize Wells' identity.
Of course, he also referred to some other information,
For example, the Institute of Psychology of Wells basically does not have much academic achievements, but it can occupy the top three floors of the most important research building of the Wilhelm Medical Foundation.
The medical consortium has a very high status.
Another example is the research building that was suddenly ‘upgraded’ in recent days.
With the judgment supported by these data, He Ao was able to finally determine the identity of the mysterious man, determine his location, and rush to the research building.
Although Howe had long suspected that Dr. Wells was the mysterious man, his suspicion at that time was not enough to support his decision.
After all, he doesn't have much time to act. If he makes a mistake in judgment and runs to the wrong place, his success will be in vain.
But even so, Howie is not completely sure that Wells is the mysterious man, and his choice still involves a bit of gambling.
And the facts proved that his choice was right.
"Jace, you are indeed very smart. You can determine my identity just by relying on such small details from eleven years ago that are insignificant and even face great interference,"
Wells withdrew his gaze and looked at He Ao, "Although I have always believed in your brain, this time, I am still amazed by your wisdom. If I give you a little more time, I will most likely be able to do it this time.
It really failed.”
"I think it's too early to tell,"
He Ao ignored Wells' praise. He was very close to Wells at this moment. He stared at Wells with cold eyes, "Actually, I also have a question to ask you. My mother's initial mental problem.
Is it really caused by the shock of my father’s death?”
"I have already answered this question for you," Wells looked at He Ao calmly, "Your mother is a very optimistic and cheerful person, and a mentally healthy person does not need a psychiatrist."
Therefore, he needs to use extraordinary power to drive her crazy first, so that he can legitimately use his identity as Dr. Wells to contact her and make her relax her vigilance.
The election countdown on the building below goes to 00:02:47.
He Ao took a deep breath, "Is my mother's suicide really a suicide?"
"She did commit suicide,"
Wells looked slightly regretful, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory,
"She is as smart as you and has a strong will. She sensed that I was trying to control her and pry into her memory. In fact, her unfinished new book manuscript already contains her knowledge of my identity.
guess.
"It's a pity that she is not a powerful transcendent, and she cannot resist my power.
"In the end, before I could pry into all her memories, she took advantage of my absence and used her last will to insert the pen into her throat."
His eyes returned to He Ao's cheek, "She is very smart. She knows that she can't resist my power, and you can't resist my power, so she proved one thing to me with her death. If you continue to try to force
If I control you, it may lead to the same outcome, which forces me to temporarily give up my plan to directly control you."
After realizing that the enemy could not resist him, Jess's mother used her own life to block Wells from further attacking Jess.
That's why in her last letter, she advised Jace to give up the investigation and not to get involved in this matter again.
This is the last thing she can do for her child.
"last question,"
He Ao raised the bone ax and looked at Wells calmly in front of him, "Are you human?"
"certainly."
Wells stretched his arms behind him.
"Actually, before this, I always hoped that you were not human."
He Ao activated his super memory, jumped away to the right, and threw the bone ax in his hand.
The sharp ax blade cut through the void, but it did not go towards Wells, but flew towards the person behind him who had been covered by Wells.
At this moment, Wells suddenly turned sideways, and the strong bone armor covered his body, blocking the bone ax thrown by He Ao. Then he suddenly grabbed the object behind him and jumped to the other side.
On one side, the distance between him and He Ao was widened.
At this moment, He Ao also saw clearly the items that Wells had been blocking behind him.
It was a small cylindrical operating table. The operating table was engraved with purple lines, but the lines no longer shone brightly.
In the middle of this pattern, on the countertop, there is an empty test tube rack standing upright.
He Ao's eyes moved to Wells who had retreated. In Wells's hand, he was holding a test tube containing a purple potion tightly.
The potion shone with a faint purple light.
He Ao mobilized his spiritual consciousness to look at the potion, but under the gaze of his spiritual consciousness, the power in the potion was not stable, and there was a danger of losing control at any time.
The nineteen researchers below were originally used to stabilize the medicine. Now some of those researchers are dead, some were saved by He Ao, and they can no longer provide the 'ingredients' to maintain the stability of the medicine.
Although the mysterious man seemed to have prepared a backup plan and still maintained the stability of the potion in a short period of time, according to He Ao's understanding of genetic potions, genetic potions of this level are still a semi-finished product.
A semi-finished product that could barely reach B level did not meet the needs of Wells' original design.
"Is this what you want?"
He Ao retracted the bone axe, and the hard ax handle hit his palm, making a muffled sound.
There is one minute left until the election ends.
He Ao's eyes swept around. Under the dim night sky, people's surging thoughts were being pushed to the extreme.
The vastness of thinking is like the boundless ocean, and these surging thoughts are like huge waves surging out of the ocean.
He Ao looked at Wells, "It seems that this is a 'ceremony',"
"You know a little more than I thought, but it's definitely a welcome,"
Wells corrected Ho's words, and a hint of twisted fanaticism appeared on his cold face, "A 'welcome gift' prepared for the return of a great being to this world."
"Come back from where?"
He Ao reached out and held the wooden box on his back, "I think this world is crowded enough."
