Suddenly, the tone of the voice behind him changed, and it turned into another voice that was still familiar, but not that scary. Instead, it gave people a sense of majesty and reliability.
"You must bear the responsibility for the crimes you have committed, otherwise what kind of man are you?"
Although the voice continued to accuse, it was far less weird than before. This made Zhang Ke gradually slow down and murmured another woman's name:
"Ye Suling...?"
"It's me, no need to pretend to have amnesia anymore, right?"
Zhang Ke turned around and found that the person behind him had indeed transformed into Ye Suling, who was dressed in police uniform, with a heroic appearance, bright and clear appearance.
Probably because he had the previous experience of Yuan Mengmeng transforming into Xu Xiaoli, Zhang Ke was no longer so surprised by this second transformation into a living person, and instead heaved a sigh of relief.
After all, compared to Xu Xiaoli, who is like a ghost, Ye Suling, who just wants to arrest her, looks much kinder.
"But why do you appear here...?" Zhang Ke asked confusedly.
This dream now is a memory of what he once experienced with Yuan Mengmeng. It is reasonable for Yuan Mengmeng to appear next to him.
And I have lost my memory of Xu Xiaoli. Maybe she has been to Bi Yifeng with me before. After all, judging from the conversation between the two, there seems to be some emotional entanglement.
But this is Ye Suling. Zhang Ke is very sure that he only met her recently. Even if he loses his memory, Ye Suling cannot also lose his memory, right?
Then why did she appear in this dream of Biyifeng?
I vaguely remember that when I mentioned Biyifeng to Ye Suling before, she did seem to be in a trance, but that didn't seem to mean anything.
"Zhang Ke, you will be lenient if you confess, and strict if you resist. Follow me back to the police station." Ye Suling took out the handcuffs in a formal manner and was about to cuff Zhang Ke's wrists.
"Wait a minute, have you forgotten? You promised that you would trust me for the time being." Zhang Ke said hurriedly, "I know the song you have been looking for, the song "Dead" from the past era."
In an instant, the shackles in Ye Suling's hands turned into a colorful garland without any warning, and were wrapped around Zhang Ke's wrists.
There are hundreds of flowers with different colors, sizes, number of petals, and bud shapes on the wreath. Some are yellow and wilted because they have been picked for too long, and some are still covered with fresh dew.
Zhang Ke looked at this inexplicable hallucination, constantly extending and lingering around his wrist, as if it was dragging his whole body into a sea of flowers and a cage of flowers.
"Ye Su..."
Zhang Ke wanted to say something more, but suddenly realized that the woman in front of him seemed to have turned into Ye Suling. The three faces of Yuan Mengmeng and Xu Xiaoli overlapped. The ends of their hair, eyebrows, lips and teeth, and their expressions were all unique to each of them.
Characteristics and contradictions are mixed together without feeling inconsistent.
Zhang Ke still wanted to concentrate and carefully distinguish every detail of this face, but the faces in front of him suddenly became more and more numerous. Originally, there were just three overlapping faces, but in an instant, they turned into thousands of different faces.
of overlapping shadows.
What's going on? Who are these people? Why...why are there so many faces that I have never seen before but feel inexplicably familiar to them?
Zhang Ke was horrified to death. If it were just those three faces, it would be okay, but now these faces that he had no impression of, but were undoubtedly the faces of women of similar age, made him feel strongly about himself.
Am I crazy? Or did my past self experience some unusual things that finally led to my amnesia?
Zhang Ke stretched out his hand in vain, trying to grasp the "complex" formed by the overlapping shadows of thousands of women.
But when he touched the other person's left hand, all the overlapping images returned to a single static one - that was a hand with bright red nails and skin as white as jade, holding him ambiguously.
"Let's have a drink, Zhang Ke." The woman had Xu Xiaoli's face, Xu Xiaoli's tone, and her own smile that seemed to be in deep sleep but could see through everything:
"Welcome to Shanghai Flower Bar."
"ah--"
When Zhang Ke suddenly opened his eyes amidst the familiar ringing of bells, he could still feel the softness in his left hand.
——It’s just that it has lost its temperature.
What he was holding was just Xu Xiaoli's cold body.
"Sure enough, I'm back -" Zhang Ke let go of his hand numbly, but then held his head with both hands.
The bizarre dream just now was by no means just an ordinary dream. Although he had no reasonable reason for this, he was extremely certain and convinced.
Xu Xiaoli, who is like a stranger to me now, must have been of great significance to her past, but it was just covered up by some unknown reasons.
If you want to solve the current dilemma, find the lost self, and sort out the entangled relationship with Xu Xiaoli, it is a crucial step!
However, apart from her body, this woman seemed to have left no additional information in the world.
Zhang Ke got up and rummaged through Xu Xiaoli's home, but found nothing like a diary - this is normal. There are fewer and fewer people writing diaries nowadays, and Zhang Ke's kind is rare.
Then he placed his hope in the other party's computer or mobile phone and other communication tools, trying to find out about her and his past from her various chat records.
But this attempt quickly failed: there was no computer placed in Xu Xiaoli's small apartment, and her mobile phone - damn it couldn't be turned on!!
It's not that it's out of power, or it's frozen, it's just that it just doesn't respond at all. No matter how you press the power button, it's like a simple set prop, and it doesn't show any response at all.
The knock on the door came as expected, but Zhang Ke ignored it as always. Anyway, he still had some time to search before Yuan Mengmeng arrived.
He and Xu Xiaoli had so little interaction in the world, and it seemed that there was no specific information except that "I did kill her."
By the way - Shanghai Flower Bar!
An idea flashed in Zhang Ke's mind, and he thought that at the end of that strange dream, Xu Xiaoli extended an inviting hand to him and said this name.
When Yuan Mengmeng and Han Gang mentioned this place before, Zhang Ke didn't pay too much attention. He just thought it was an ordinary nightclub and didn't realize that it had any special characteristics.
But for Zhang Ke now, no matter whether this bar is ordinary or not, it is the only witness to the intersection between him and Xu Xiaoli. If he wants to find clues, he may have to start from it.