Chapter 109 (2/2)

This time, even the system voice didn't sound, and the scenery in front of him didn't change into CG, but into a projection on a wall. This second, he was already in a room with four walls of cement, without windows or doors.

When he regained his mind, he found that he could suddenly see the color, and the click sound in his ear was gradually clear.

At the moment, Feng was wearing a mental patient's fetter, his hands crossed horizontally in front of his chest. His two sleeves had no cuffs, bypassed his body and held each other when he got up. His neck, waist, legs and ankles are tightly bound by special belt lock, and his body is fixed on a chair. The whole person can only keep sitting posture, even shaking from left to right is very hard.

The most uncomfortable thing for him is that his eyelids are fixed on his eyes with adhesive tape and cannot be closed. At the moment, he only feels his eyes dry and uncomfortable.

The clicking sound was made by a small projector on the table at the back of his side. The device was aiming at the wall in front of him, projecting the image taken by the black-and-white film. The last image was the toilet just now.

PA, PA.

Someone reached out and made two ring fingers in front of Feng unconsciously. Feng unconsciously turned his eyes to see a man in his thirties who was wearing a very old Plaid suit. The suit looked very old, but the workmanship and fabric were obviously very elegant, which showed that the price was not cheap.

The man was wearing a pair of black frame glasses and a regular hairstyle. He looked ordinary and kind, but he was looking at the eyes with some doubts.

”How are you, Mr. Hirata?” The man asked.

”Who are you?” I can't feel the way back.

The man's face changed a little. He took out a mini flashlight from his pocket, aimed it at the blind eye, and made a close observation.

The eyes that can't be sealed are even worse when they are stimulated by the light: ”haha! Don't do like that! It's dazzling. Who are you? Doctor?

”I'm Dr. Watanabe. Don't you remember me?” The man asked.

”How did I get here? What is this doing? ” Asked Feng unconsciously.

”I've said that, doctor, you're wasting your time.” Another voice came from the back of Feng unconsciously. It was the dead corner of his vision, but the owner of the voice soon came up from behind.

The man was about fifty years old, with white sideburns, a fierce face, a windbreaker, and a half smoked cigarette in his hand.

”Orange police, please don't interrupt me. It's important now.” Watanabe said.

”Cut...” Orange put out the cigarette end displeasantly, put his hands in his pocket, and stared at Hideki Hirata.

”Do you remember anything? Mr. Hirata. ” Asked Watanabe.

”I......” Feng doesn't know how to answer. What he can confirm at present is that the three stories he just experienced are all memories of Hideki Hirata. He decides to tell the truth and see what information the NPC will give back to him: ”I'm on my way home, and I met a woman with a crack...”

As soon as his first words came out, the orange beside him shouted: ”asshole! You're not finished, are you? ” Say to want to come up to catch the hair that seal not to feel, fortunately in that Watanabe doctor stopped in the middle.

”Police, calm down!” Watanabe stopped him.

”Police Department...” Feng didn't realize that he had been thinking about the situation just now. At this moment, he had a bold conclusion: ”am I killing someone?”

”Did you kill?” Orange repeated his words, then sneered, then laughed: ”you kid finally confessed, right? I thought you were going to deny it to the end. ”

”Dr Watanabe, are you a psychologist?” Feng unconsciously turned to ask again.

”Well, yes.” Watanabe return road.

”Then you must know multiple personality schizophrenia?”

Watanabe hesitated for a moment and replied, ”of course, I know.”

”What do you mean, this kid wants to pretend to be crazy and get rid of his guilt, but he still plays with new tricks?” The orange high voice that stands at one side says, its fury as if to want to ignite the hair general.

Feng unconsciously ignored him and said to himself, ”I'm not Hideki Hirata.”. Genius a second to remember this website , the fastest updated novel website!