She realized that the truth Russell was pursuing was already close before her eyes.
Alice confirmed: "Did you do the serial jumping incident on TV before?"
"Yes, it's me."
A cheerful and joyful smile appeared on the handsome face of the "prototype": "Is the operation okay? I was very careful and didn't leave any evidence.
"Even the Special Enforcement Department can't investigate it. If you need spiritual food later, I can give you some."
She said generously.
At the same time, he is still showing off the talents of the "prototype" unabashedly, just like showing off his excellent lover: "You don't know how talented 'I' (prototype) is. 'I' (prototype) is particularly good at destroying corpses and eliminating traces.
, except for the few people I grafted, the other people I ate didn’t even make news.
"As long as they write a suicide note, people will think that they died voluntarily and gave up the chance of life. Or, in other words, they did die voluntarily. But that is because of the guidance of 'I' (archetype)
.
"They are the type who would come to secretly see a psychiatrist, so even if they die, it won't be a surprise. I've only eaten two of them so far, and I feel like I can last until the end of next month. 'I' (the prototype) is still alive
There are several patients. If you can wait until the end of this month, I can allocate one to you.
"After all, you have fully hatched... You can no longer survive independently without a host, right?
"As one of the oldest demons, with the power of 'Selfish Love', I am the elder of you young demons... If you need anything, you can come to me for help.
"But remember, you must not leave any evidence or traces. Although the dragon and the mage are not on the island, they may be imprisoned if they are captured by humans... If it is very dangerous, try to find a way to die.
.”
When the prototype speaks "I" sometimes, the "budding lover" synchronizes and overlapping words become "prototype".
In this way, we can distinguish which "I" are the prototypes and which "I" are the budding lovers.
This proves that the "archetypal" self has indeed not completely dissolved the consciousness of his budding lover, and is still partially independent.
But they are not like the ogre magicians who have two different thoughts at the same time.
The current state of "two of them" is indeed extremely rare...
It is neither the independent symbiotic relationship between Russell and the container of God, nor the bad sun and the decaying sun; nor is it the kind of devil in the "caged bird" that sympathizes with the original host and disguises itself as Xiao Liuli to survive.
Rather, it is a twisted state of mutual integration that makes people call them "big brother".
"...When did you start using psychological knowledge to make people commit suicide?"
Alice frowned: "Will becoming an elf change your spirit to such an extent?"
"I would also like to say that, but unfortunately I can't."
The prototype shook his head with some regret: "If I had to say it, I should start in college.
"My ability to control people's hearts is actually much better than that of Dodgson, but I just didn't show it... that was to prove my innocence."
"innocent……"
"Yes, you still remember. Before I graduated from college... the man who belonged to my father by blood, killed his wife and was eventually expelled to the earth."
The prototype smiled brightly and clapped his hands happily: "I have been waiting for this scene for a long, long time. Rather, this is what I studied psychology for."
"...Do you hate them so much?"
"Although I didn't show it, Sister Alice... I was abused since childhood."
The smile on the prototype's face gradually faded: "Aren't you curious why I've never found a girlfriend?
"I said... I like you. But that was actually a lie to you.
"The real reason is that I was castrated by both of them when I was very young."
"...Why? Generally speaking, shouldn't we hope that the bloodline can continue?"
"Yeah, why. I've been looking for this answer too."
The prototype said sarcastically in a soft voice: "But the final answer is so simple and cliché that it makes me want to laugh.
"Because I am an illegitimate child, and my biological mother was expelled to the earth for murder a long time ago... and the woman's plan was indispensable.
"But I happened to be chosen and became the successor to the director who had the same name. She was worried that I might retaliate against her after knowing this, so she kept humiliating me and undermining my self-confidence... and finally castrated me. Let me
My sister took my place in the final round of interviews.
"In the end, my sister was miraculously selected and sealed in ice... She didn't know what she would face yet.
"That man knew all this, but never stopped him. He knew that my mother was framed, and was even able to testify for her, but he did not stand up to speak for her...
"So I asked him to kill the woman. The person who accused others of murder was eventually killed, and the man who watched his wife go to the ground also chased her. I think this is a fair ending."
The prototype touched his chin and added: "But strictly speaking, this is the only time I can say it frankly.
"The people I kill after that are usually people I hate."
"...Does Dodgson know?"
"He found out very late, so we parted ways."
The prototype smiled: "But he can't say anything. After all, some of the people I killed were people who caused trouble for him.
"Just let them disappear without a trace. Dodgson is a good old man. He won't be angry...but I will.
"After all, some people who come here for mental illness deserve to die, right? Why do I have to cure them all?
"Although you were once a doctor, Sister Alice...but I don't think doctors should be bound by medical skills."
Finally, an arrogant smile belonging to an elf appeared on the face of the prototype: "The so-called medical skills are just tools. The point is not what I should do, but what I want to do. I call it freedom."
"The evil doctor who uses his knowledge of psychology to kill people..."
Alice glanced at him and said lukewarmly: "No wonder.
"A crappy psychiatrist who makes his patients commit suicide will not be chosen as an elf. The elf will choose you twice. You must have some special talent.
"Your ability is far higher than your reputation... Are you making yourself look bad just to kill people?"
"I'm not a murderer who enjoys killing people. Even I don't kill people on sight. I just clear out some garbage that doesn't need treatment...
"...It's just that I haven't been in contact with society for too long at that time, so I didn't stop for a while."
At this point, the prototype's expression became heavy: "She is a good child, and I see my past self in her.
"I didn't really want to cure her, otherwise there would be no communication between us. I wanted her to stay with me...but the truth I spoke subconsciously still stabbed her inadvertently.
"In the final analysis, I am no longer used to the kind of treatment mode that truly cares about the patient. But fortunately, I have new power... In this case, it doesn't matter even if she dies. Even if she dies, I can
Let her wake up again the next day."
"How on earth did you do that?"
Alice narrowed her eyes and asked softly: "They don't know each other, right? And they have no contact with you... Why can you extract other people's lives to Xihi at will?"
"It's not extraction, it's grafting."
The budding lover corrected: "I can exchange the designated fate and characteristics of the two people I admire.
"Let the other party bear Yuhi's 'bad luck' of "jumping to death", and let Yuhi have the other party's luck of living happily. Because Yuhi's fate has been fixed, every time Yuhi uses up the other party's happiness, the other party will
was consumed and died in her place in the same way.
"This was originally the spiritual power to create the 'most perfect lover'... through constant exchange, all the qualities you love and admire can be concentrated into one person.
"But 'I' (the prototype) just wants her to live, so it's much simpler."
The budding lover smiled: "I asked him...in order to keep his lover, can he exchange the lives of others?
"And 'I' (the archetype) said, I can't get what I want.
"So we hit it off right away."
When their voices fell, the sound of the piano in the piano room also ended simultaneously.
Xiri gently pulled back her hair and looked out the window with some sadness.
The sunset covered Xiri's face, and her fair skin was almost transparent.
Only then did Alice realize what the previous sense of dissonance was.
