Chapter 109 The Black-and-white Demon Domain 4 (2/2)
The two's voices lowered to such a stage that Feng Bujue could not hear the how he should show hi to do anything because Feng Bujue lost control of his body onceBujue wanted to curse Don't tell me this scenario has even more main quests‽ Is this scenario endless?
The ansas no—it had already ended
This tiht did not turn into a cine at a projection on the wall He was situated inside a room made of ceht When he recovered, he realized that color had returned, but the creaking sound had becohtjacket meant for mental patients His arms were crossed before his chest His sleeves did not have an opening, and they were curled around his body, tied behind his back His neck, waist, legs, and ankles were secured in place by specially-made leather buckles He was strapped to a chair, and the only posture he could take was a sitting position Even wiggling left and right exhausted a great areatest discomfort was the fact that his eyelids were taped to his forehead, and he could not close them His eyes were incredibly dry and in need of lubrication
The creaking sound came from a small projector placed on the table to the left of his back The projector was facing the wall in front of Feng Bujue, showing black-and-white ie was the toilet that he had just been in
Clap, clap
So Bujue's eyes Feng Bujue turned his pupils and saw aan old-fashi+oned patterned suit The suit looked stiff and old, but the sartorial attention was exquisite, proving it was of a hefty price The lasses, a common hairstyle, a normal face, and kind expression But the way that he looked at Feng Bujue was filled with a trace of confusion
”Hirata-san, are you okay?” theBujue replied The ht fro Bujue's pupils, and leaned in closer to study thelare ”Hey, hey! Please don't do that! You're hurting my eyes Who are you? Doctor‽”
”I am Doctor Watanabe Don't you remember me?” the ?” Feng Bujue asked
”I've told you, doc, you're just wasting your ti Bujue He was standing in his blind spot, but soon, the man walked out fro hair He wore a vicious scowl on his face He had a trench coat on, holding a half-sarette in his hand
”Officer Tachibana, please do not disturb h we need,” Watanabe said
”Tsk…” Tachibana put the cigarette out and planted his hands inside his pockets His fiery gaze fell on Feng Bujue, or rather, Hirata Shuichi
”What can you re Bujue did not kno to answer The only thing he could confirs that he had just experienced were Hirata Shuichi's ht and see what kind of inforet him ”I was on the way home when I ran into a woman whose lips were torn up to her ears…”
He had just said the first sentence when Tachibana next to hi with us‽”
Then, heBujue by his hair Thankfully, Doctor Watanabe blocked him
”Officer, please calm down!” Watanabe tried to cal to figure out as going on, and now he had a brave supposition ”Have I killed someone?”
”Have you killed someone?” Tachibana repeated his question and then s ”You have finally adht you would act du Bujue turned to ask, ”Doctor Watanabe, you are a psychologist, yes?”
”Yes, I am”
”Then, you must know about multiple personality disorders”
After a short hesitation, Watanabe nodded ”I do”
”What is theof this? You have co for your crier, with fla Bujue ignored him and said, ”I am not Hirata Shuichi”