Chapter 2832 The Forbidden Zone of Strange Demons (2)
Chapter 2806 The Forbidden Zone of Strange Demons (2)
It is known that there are two factions in the restaurant, namely the conspiracy faction and the reckless faction. The conspiracy faction is synonymous with the ubiquitous elevator bell, which is like a secret code for them. As long as there is an elevator bell, they must exist.
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The chef and the waiter in the restaurant are not on the same side at all, and the waiter will be called over by the elevator bell, which means that the restaurant itself is the conspiracy party, and the nerves above the head and the chef may be reckless and opposed to them.
group.
Jerome, who is now sitting in front of him, claims that he did not die in so many days of reincarnation, but told Schiller that there may be someone in the kitchen who can communicate. He is the master of these nerves, that is,
He is said to be a reckless person.
If Schiller guessed correctly, this person might provide him with some information, but it all sounds like the conspiracy on the 19th floor. The same people talk about making money, and the same traps are hidden in the most desperate places.
People have to believe and rely on.
If the person sitting here now is an ordinary person, even if he survives by chance in this hellish restaurant, he knows that leaving the restaurant now is courting death. He felt it when he took the elevator down. Now there are everywhere in the hotel
They are all monsters. If they leave the restaurant, they will most likely die somewhere else.
At this time, when I heard that there was a sensible person in the kitchen who could communicate, it was inevitable that I would not be tempted. Jerome may not have told lies, he just did not tell the whole truth, which made it impossible for most people to tell the difference.
Schiller can also be sure that what he has said so far is true, even including the part of a rational person, but there are unknown traps hidden in it.
First of all, what kind of sense do the people in the kitchen have? It can be said that James Gordon is rational. Even James himself does not know that he is a part of a conspiracy. Otherwise, Schiller would not need to speculate at all, but
It can be seen directly.
If the people in the back kitchen are as sane as James Gordon, then there is no point in going to the back kitchen. And if he is really as sane as himself, what's going on with the blood vessels on the roof?
The current kitchen is like a black box. No one knows what kind of dangers it contains before going in. And it makes no sense to ask Jerome to go in with him, because if Jerome is a puppet, he will not know what kind of danger it contains.
You won't care about your own life and death, and if you threaten him, you will play into his hands.
The bishop felt that he had too little information now. Taking advantage of the rare quiet time at this time, he had to explore the restaurant and obtain more information before making a decision.
But the bishop is not actually a detective. He missed a lot of relevant clues when he was conducting investigations on the 19th floor. It can almost be said that he made inferences based on his own experience of various abnormal phenomena.
Schiller glanced at his briefcase. Although most of the red candles had been used, the white candles had not been used. They were intended to be used for investigation several times before, but things had not deteriorated to that point.
situation, so it is temporarily useless.
Now might be an opportunity. Schiller looked around. This restaurant was not on the 19th floor. There were too many things here. It would be difficult to finish the investigation on his own in a short while. Let’s start from the key points. He was too busy eating before.
Yes, the bishop really didn't see the point here.
The bishop thought for a while and took out the match again. Jerome looked up at his actions. The bishop kindly reminded: "I am just a devout believer, not a psychologist, but I must ask for a seat next."
Professionals come over, just..."
The bishop seemed hesitant to speak. Jerome hinted with his eyes that he wanted to speak directly. Schiller sighed and said: "You know professionals have bad tempers. He has been in a bad mood recently. Please don't say it later."
Mess with him."
Jerome looked like he was watching your performance.
Schiller knew that he didn't believe it. After all, it was a bit ridiculous to summon himself. But anyway, he had already issued a disclaimer. If something happened later, he would not be blamed.
Schiller lit the white candle.
Schiller lowered his head at first, but soon raised his head, as if he was still a little uncomfortable adapting to his new body. After waiting for a while, Schiller showed a clear expression.
He had just received the entire memory of the restaurant from the Bishop and shook his head.
The bishop's way of breaking the situation was a complete detour. Although it was not impossible to solve the problem with gluttony, there was obviously a more convenient and faster way, especially since the bishop had already seen some of the problems represented by the cycle and self-eating.
When it comes to imagery.
Jerome observed the new Schiller cautiously.
But before he finished observing, Schiller focused on him first. Jerome immediately felt as if he was being scanned by
He didn't say anything, and after being choked for a moment, he had to put the wine glass to his mouth and pretend to drink.
Schiller spoke first.
"You look like a resentful woman, why?"
Jerome spit out the wine in one sip.
He thought he fully understood what Schiller just said about his bad temper, but now it seems that his understanding is still a bit superficial. How does he look like a resentful woman?!
"The resentment on your body is almost overflowing." Schiller pushed up his glasses and said, "Did you just break up with your girlfriend? No, no, your boyfriend?"
Just when Jerome opened his mouth to speak, Schiller said: "No need to explain, I don't discriminate against any sexual orientation, but you don't seem to be the kind of person who has been in love. Your desires are not normal, and it is difficult to interact with normal people."
What kind of normal relationship can arise?”
"Let me guess." Schiller paused for a moment, then said: "You know a person who is very good and is simply the embodiment of perfection in your mind. You have been deliberately approaching him, but you don't want to have sex with him.
My friend, you want him to look at you squarely, in a...not so normal way, let me tell you straight, you want to teach him a painful lesson so that he can remember you forever."
"But no, you didn't do it. He never regarded you as his best friend. What makes you even more resentful is that you are not his biggest enemy. You are not number one in both positive and negative aspects."
Schiller paused again, seeming to be thinking, and said: "That's not right. This is not enough to make you feel so resentful. Let me guess again. One day he encountered a huge trouble. It was a matter of life and death.
It is conceivable that he will definitely mobilize all the forces around him to help him get out of trouble, but he did not come to you."
"Well...it doesn't seem right." Schiller denied himself again. He said: "Your anger at being ignored is far greater than the pain of being betrayed by a friend. This proves that he neglected you more than I thought.
It's much bigger, is there a third party?"
"It should be like this." Schiller confirmed his guess. He said: "This third party does not have a good relationship with you, or you have never looked down on him. Although you look down on most people, he is particularly bad.
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"When your favorite person was in a life crisis, you rushed to the battlefield as soon as possible, just like his most loyal dog, but the other person rejected you. Rather than saying that he didn't trust you, it was more like he wasn't familiar with you.
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"As soon as the third party arrived, the other party opened the door to him, warmly welcomed him in, and was even willing to expose his most vulnerable weaknesses to him. He had unconditional trust in him."
There was a clicking sound from the table where Jerome was dining, but it was not that the tableware fell, but that he stabbed the plate into pieces with his fork.
But Schiller made another U-turn and said, "No, no, no, your reaction is wrong. It is not pure hatred. Otherwise, you would have jumped up and bit me now. You seem to still have a trace of shame and anger that you want to hide. You
I feel that if you refute me confidently, you may expose something you least want to expose."
"Is it the secret of this restaurant? No, it should have nothing to do with it. Then there is only one possibility left. Could it be that you directed the conspiracy that put your beloved in crisis?"
Schiller showed a smile and said: "I want to play a hero and save a beauty, but I become an adult beauty. How does it feel?"
Jerome suddenly crossed the table and pressed the broken porcelain piece in his hand against Schiller's neck. It seemed that if Schiller said another word, he would choose to slit Schiller's throat severely.
Schiller did not back down, but seemed a little bored. He said: "Don't worry, your story is not that exciting, and it is even a bit cliché. I am not interested in sharing this story with others. Psychiatrists keep too many secrets. You
The secret is only the least important of them all."
"Ah, how could I forget." Schiller said as if he just remembered: "Partition walls have ears."
Jerome's expression suddenly froze, he shook his head suddenly, and turned to look at the entrance to the kitchen.
A glint flashed in Schiller's eyes. It was true that Jerome was there, and it was also true that there were other people in the kitchen, and it was more likely that the two of them knew each other.
Schiller walked around Jerome unhurriedly, pulled out a chair at the dining table and sat down, then said: "This candle burns much slower than I thought. It seems to be of good quality. If you have a better attitude
, I can teach you how to get your ex back."
"He's not my ex!"
"You mean he is your ex? I'm afraid he doesn't think so." Schiller seemed to have completely misunderstood certain relationships. He said: "Even if he is not your ex now, wait until he really lives with the help of someone."
If you come here, you will definitely become your ex."
Jerome held his breath. He almost suffocated himself to death because he forgot to breathe. His face turned red, blue, and white again.
It's not that he didn't want to refute, Schiller didn't give him a chance to breathe at all. Whenever he wanted to open his mouth, Schiller would interrupt him first. The polite disguise he had trained for so many years allowed him to speak in front of others.
Sometimes I subconsciously shut up, resulting in being completely unable to grab it.
But Jerome had every reason to suspect that, assuming he had snatched it, the person standing here holding the broken piece of porcelain might not be him.
Jerome was actually eating hot pot and singing when he was suddenly robbed.
Originally, he and Schiller had a close relationship. Someone had to explore the back kitchen. Schiller also understood this. If Jerome was fake, he would never come back after he went to explore the back kitchen. In the end, Schiller still had to go.
, if Jerome is real, he does not have the ability to explore the back kitchen, and let him command and lose a teammate who has not collected all the information.
So from the perspective of profit and loss, Schiller would definitely be the one to explore in the end, and Jerome originally thought so.
But now it's better. The new guy's upper lip touched his lower lip, and he exposed his shorts all over.
On the surface, there were only two people here now, but just like Schiller said, Jerome looked up at the ceiling and thought, this is really a wall with ears.