Chapter 110 (2/2)

”I'm sure I'm not a twin, and I don't have any siblings.” Said the owl, as if he had noticed something. His eyes rested on the ears of the dead man in the box. He saw a black stud on the earlobe. The discovery seems to have made the owl look darker.”Really Didn't you kill him? ” The crow sat on the ground and leaned back. He leaned on a sofa seat. His men searched the sofa consciously, trying to find a weapon to protect himself.

The crow intuitively felt the danger, but he did not know where the danger came from. He was full of vigilance and fear to the familiar but strange man in front of him. This kind of panic even made the crow sprout some terrible and dark thoughts.

But now is not the time. He has to find a way to get away from owls, away from these people, and find a way to get out.

owls as like as two peas in the air, he looked at the crow, and said, ”though he looks exactly like me, I feel I have no reason to kill anyone.”

”I don't think so.” The crow stood as like as two peas on the back of the sofa, all eyes staring at the owl: ”the same looks can be used as a reason.”

as like as two peas, what do I do to kill him? The owl seemed to be excited. He had been squatting by the side of the suitcase. Subconsciously, he grasped the edge of the box, and now he inadvertently pressed the wrist of the corpse in the box.

The wrist of the corpse was tight, and one hand was clenched, as if holding something tightly. It was about a pendant or something, but only a broken black chain of pendant was exposed between the fingers.

It's just that the excited crow and owl didn't find this interesting discovery.

the crow has almost as like as two peas that the owl is the killer. Think about it. When you lose your memory, a person who looks exactly like you is in front of you. It's a terrible thing, isn't it? All the fear of the unknown and uncertain factors can become the motive of killing. Even if the truth is ridiculous, it will not be more ridiculous than now!

But soon the owl interrupted the crow's dogmatic routine. He lowered his voice and growled at the crow: ”I know what you think. I can think of what you can think of! But you have to understand! We've lost all our memories. I can't remember the face of anyone I know now! Including myself

The crow stopped, and instantly understood what the owl wanted to express. So he thought calmly for a moment and felt his face.

Owl is right. The crow thought thoughtfully, because when he just woke up, he couldn't remember anyone's face, including his own face. After that, he looked in the mirror while searching for bodies in the toilet to see what he looked like. So crow as like as two peas in a man as like as two peas, he should not immediately find that he is exactly the same as himself.

In the same way, owls should not have found the man with the same face in the first place and killed him for this reason alone.

But if not, who killed him?

The crow bit his lips slightly.

I can't kill people, because my memory starts from the moment I wake up, and I have no reason to kill a stranger. Even though we may have known each other before, we may also have conflicts or hostility before that, but these feelings will disappear without memory as the basis.

Since it is impossible for him to kill, the crow will naturally doubt the man in front of him. This doubt seems to be his instinct, but the crow can not stop his own suspicion, because all human beings will start to seek any way to make themselves live when they are hindered and in crisis.

Only by surviving can we live.

”Don't think about who this guy is. He's dead anyway Isn't it? ” The crow looked as like as two peas. The owl's face slowly returned to calm. He bowed his head and fumbled for a moment on his body trousers. The clothes that the body was wearing were exactly the same as those of the crows and owls, and they were also a set of dark grey blue clothes, like the prison clothes.

The owl quickly took a key from the body, a light black key.

The crow looked at him and suddenly said, ”give me the key.”

The owl looked at the crow with a strange look, but without any more struggle, he honestly threw the key to the crow. He knew that the man didn't believe him. In fact, the moment he saw the body, the owl had a moment, even didn't believe himself.

”I don't want to waste time in this damn car.” The crow got the key, stood up, and said, ”there are twelve full carriages waiting for us until we reach the locomotive. In the meantime, as long as you don't do anything dangerous, I won't do anything to you

”Is this a temporary alliance?”

”You can think so.” Step by step, the crow stepped back, and finally came to the link door of No.13 and No.12 cars. He looked at the owl, turned and put the key into the key hole on the door. It was just the right size. It seemed that it was the key. As like as two peas,

owls still squatted down beside the box with the body. He looked down at the poor man who looked exactly like him, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and pulled the arm of the corpse.The body was curled up on its side, like a baby curled up in the mother's body. When the owl opened the body's arm, it could naturally see the plaque embroidered on the chest of the body's clothes, which was engraved with an English word --

[l]

”this is the worst discovery ever made.” The owl subconsciously covers his chest and talks to himself in a low, inaudible voice.

The author has something to say: the * * station has been renamed pure love, but it is still blocked. I feel that the end has come_ (:3」∠)_