Chapter 111 (2/2)
”Then Mr. Hirata, if you are ready, let's start this conversation. ” Said the man in the white coat.
”I'm sorry,” Feng sighed. ”There are three things. Please let me know.”
The white coat was silent for two seconds. He frowned and looked at him. ”What is it?”
”Who are you, where am I, and Today's date. ” Asked Feng unconsciously.
The other side also took a deep breath, and then sighed out: ”ah...” He picked up the mini recorder at hand, pressed the recording key, and said to his mouth, ”March 9, 2005, patient number 0098, Hideki Hirata. The recorder, taro Takakura. ” Takakura put the recorder aside and said, ”don't you remember me?”
Feng didn't notice that he didn't care. He tried to lower his head and touch his face with the back of his hand. After two touches, he could be sure that his face was not 15 years old. Although he looks like he's wearing prison clothes, the clothes column still hasn't changed when the game menu is opened. However, from the perspective of NPC, the person in front of us is undoubtedly Hideki Hirata, who is in her forties.
”You...” Takakura seems to be a keen man: ”who are you? Are you Hirata? Watanabe? Orange? Or someone else? ”
The amount of information on this question is quite large, but Feng unconsciously also immediately responded: ”I have multiple personality schizophrenia?”
”Yes.” Gao Cang replied, picking up the document in his hand, and sighed again: ”since you were locked in 1991, many doctors have participated in your treatment and research. At present, there are three personalities that can be determined. The main personality is Takeichi Hirata, and there are two other personalities, a psychiatrist named Watanabe and a policeman named orange. So, which one are you? Or neither? ”
”You can call me Mr. F.” He looked at the ceiling: ”Watanabe represents the rationality and wisdom of Hirata, and orange represents Hirata's conscience and self blame. Hirata himself I don't know. I haven't seen him yet. ”
”Mr. f? Reason? Conscience? ” Gao Cang snorted: ”OK, Mr. F. So what do you represent? Your identity, occupation... ”
”Me?” Feng chuckled: ”I am a reasoning novelist, coming from a higher dimension, into this body.” He looked relaxed: ”I'm gradually breaking away from some kind of prison made by thought. The main body of it may be Mr. Hirata that I haven't seen before, or something else. I went from the most confused and fuzzy memory world to the subconscious self spiritual world, and then I picked up some important memories and came here. ” He moved forward and said, ”I seriously doubt whether doctor Takakura, you and this cell are real or the symbol of another heavy cage...” (to be continued. Genius a second to remember this website , the fastest updated novel website!