nightmare exec

Basically, Song Yin never felt like a law-abiding "good citizen of purgatory".But there is a rule that he has been silently obeying all the time - he can't approach, let alone walk into the vast fog beyond the black iron railing.

And this should be thanks to the horror film special training he did before to overcome his fear.Whether it is "Silent Hill" or "Mist", there are too many monsters and ghosts hidden in the dense fog.Simply imagining it makes one's scalp tingle, and there is no desire to find out what's going on.

But man is not as good as heaven, he never imagined that one day he would be exposed to the dense fog defenselessly.

"What's going on?" He looked around uneasily, trying to find traces of Shaffley's mansion.

Still, the man who hugged him tightly gave the answer: "It was Shaffley who kicked us out."

Almost at the same moment, Song Yin found two people curled up not far away - one was Mithril; and the other who hugged Mithril tightly had already proved his true identity with actions.

"So the person who finally returns to reality and enters Shaffley's body is the assistant officer..." Song Yin deduces softly: "And once the assistant officer wakes up in the human world, we will be swallowed by his consciousness. So Shaffley will kick us out of the safe house. But in this way, Shaffley himself..."

"He lost his ownership of the body." This time, the person who answered him was Alexander. "In other words, he is no longer the Nightmare Executor, and he has no way to stay in purgatory any longer."

Isn't that going to the airport? !Song Yin's heart skipped a beat, and before he could turn his gaze to Shaffley again, he heard a heart-piercing roar.

"why--!!"

The beautiful young man who is indistinguishable between male and female is now hideous like a ghost.The hands that grabbed the opponent's collar tightly twisted into a ball of blue and white, and the joints creaked.

"Who the fuck wants you to do this?! Who the fuck wants you to do this shitty self-sacrifice? Who do you think you are? Who cares? You think I'll remember it forever Have you?!"

Mithril burst out countless rhetorical questions in an aggressive manner.However, his eyes and expression fully exposed the helplessness and panic in his heart.

The three onlookers couldn't respond to his desperate questioning.And the only person who could give the answer had an incomprehensible smile.

"No, you don't need to remember me. By this time tomorrow, you'll have forgotten all about me—and that's what I need."

Shaffley's voice was still calm, as if everything that had happened so far had already been foreseen by him.

"But don't be too conceited. My original intention of doing these things is not for you. Sending Xiaohao to the world is only a matter of time and operation. Delay or early is actually not too big for me difference."

"You lied!" Mithril was still complaining hoarsely: "Then why don't you let me go? You are using yourself to hurt me! Punish me! Now you are satisfied?! Are you happy?!"

"Well, I'm very happy."

Shaffley continued to whisper to Mithril in a gentle tone that was almost cruel: "If you weren't the Mithril who was willing to give everything unconditionally for his family, maybe I wouldn't have looked at you more from the beginning... I thought about it later, between having a you who disappointed me, and leaving with love for you, it seems that the latter is more attractive to me."

Having said that, he paused and deliberately sighed heavily.

"It's really helpless... No matter how hard you try, it's impossible to become your real family. Then it's better to be like this. Anyway, from tomorrow on, purgatory will not be of any special interest to me."

"You... lunatic... do you know how many people you have killed..."

Mithril was unable to utter any complete sentences anymore, he was still tightly clutching Shaffley's collar, but he could no longer hide his emotion.Tears rolled down his nearly perfect cheeks and fell into the mist.

Does he regret this moment?Or is it because you can't regret it that you experience a deeper sadness?

Song Yin couldn't figure out Mithril's exact state of mind at the moment, but he could also appreciate the gloomy feeling that was almost desperate.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard some strange sound coming from the distance in the thick fog.

"Tap, tap, tap"—like mechanical and rigid footsteps, slow and even, as if the walker did not have any human emotion at all.

An unfounded but very strong sense of fear instantly tightened Song Yin's heart.It was an extremely bizarre experience, as if he had predicted that the one who was about to walk out through the thick fog must be the worst existence in the world.

With a mentality that was almost asking for help, he turned his head and looked at Qi Zhengnan beside him, only to find that Qi Zhengnan's expression was unprecedentedly dignified—yes, it wasn't frightened or loathing, but dignified.

At some point, Alexander had quietly disappeared into the thick fog.The rest of Mithril and Tsavorite were still immersed in gloomy emotions, and had no idea about what was coming.

The dull footsteps came closer, closer.Song Yin held his breath involuntarily, and slowly saw a few unusually tall white silhouettes from the gray fog.

"My God..."

It was a group of thin, eccentric figures close to the height of a two-story building, all wearing long white burqas, with only a pair of stilt-like feet exposed.Song Yin couldn't see their faces clearly, because all the men in white wore white hoods, and under the hoods were identical silver masks, protruding forward to form a sharply curved beak.

This group of strange white-clothed people came to them in a row with dull steps, and stopped in unison.Then, they stretched out their slender, withered fingers from under the wide burqa, one after another, pointing at Shaffley.

"Time is up."

Qi Zhengnan, who has experienced a similar situation, has already understood everything: "Shafele, you have made your own choice. Now, it is time to pay the price for the crime you committed."

"of course."

Shaffley had already prepared for this, and prepared to get up very calmly.However, Mithril still held him firmly, with such strength that even the fabric of the clothes made a worrying sound of tearing.

Shaffley, unable to move, looked down at Mithril, his green eyes were full of unreserved love.

Then he stretched out his hand and gently covered Mithril's forehead.

"Sleep, may you have a sweet dream."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Mithril closed his eyes all of a sudden, his body went limp, and he just fell into Shaffley's arms.

Shafelai picked him up carefully and handed him over to Song Yin to help him.

"Goodbye, little cousin. I'm so sorry that I beat you on the spur of the moment."

He nodded at Song Yin, then turned to Qi Zhengnan: "Send Mithril for me, please."

For a moment, Song Yin really felt that he was about to cry—even though he knew that Shaffley was a great criminal who endangered the lives of many innocent people with his own selfishness, and perhaps he had never really committed the crime for himself until this moment. sin confession.But emotion is sometimes not under the control of reason, even if it can be restrained, it cannot be suppressed.

What surprised Song Yin was that he was not the only one who had such conflicting emotions.

"You can wait for him at the tracing office at the airport."

Qi Zhengnan suddenly said: "Of course, after you have completely atoned for your sins."

"..." Shaffley was slightly taken aback, but then he smiled wryly: "In that case, I'm afraid I should ask him if he would wait for me."

After saying this, he cast his eyes on the sleeping Mithril for the last time, then turned around and walked quickly towards the group of strange and terrifying white pigeon people.

After confirming that they had received the prisoners, the White Pigeons surrounded Shaffley, and then resumed their slow and dull steps, disappearing into the thick fog just like when they came.

For several minutes after this, neither Song Yin nor Qi Zhengnan said anything.Bitterness filled their mouths and hearts and could not go away for a long time.

"No matter how gorgeous the flower is, it is only connected to a thin stem. As long as it is cut off with a click, all the vitality and excitement will stop abruptly. The rest is just a beautiful illusion-I think This sentence is quite appropriate for Shaffley. For such a rich and powerful person, there is only such a thin link left with the world. Maybe this is the so-called good fortune people."

Alexander, who disappeared without a trace just now, got out from some corner again, and looked at the sleeping Mithril with regret on his face.

"You still have the courage to come back." Qi Zhengnan looked at him coldly, "Do you know that your crimes are enough to be kicked to the airport?"

"It's wrong, my lord."

Alexander still had a joking demeanor as if he stayed out of the matter, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking.

"That's right, I do have some connections with those terrible organizations outside, but I'm really just a small courier. Even if I don't come, someone else will deliver the news about Lao Sha. Besides, I You can also help him fulfill a wish. Besides, if the two countries go to war without killing each other, I think Aksha should not make it difficult for me, a little pawn who runs errands to make money."

"I'm afraid you are not as simple as a pawn, are you?" This time the speaker was replaced by Song Yin, "What is your relationship with Mr. Lin, don't you want to confess to us?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

The corners of Alexander's eyes twitched, but he still stabilized his expression: "Have I ever known that kind of person?"

Song Yin didn't mind helping him "restore" his memory: "Mr. Lin, the only outsider I ever met when I was a child. My parents escaped with your help, and they had to live in seclusion to avoid contact with the outside world. So let's make a reasonable guess , Teacher Lin might be the informant you entrusted to help them communicate with the outside world—just like the job you are doing in purgatory now."

"Don't say that. If you say that, it will make your parents leave purgatory and live in another purgatory." Alexander cunningly avoided answering directly.

But Song Yin, who also has a lot of experience in "cunning", did not let go of asking: "Mr. Lin is from Sisyphus, right? When I was accidentally captured by the shadow executive, I heard about the crutches and the amusement park." At that time, I thought it was just my hallucination... Now that I think about it, it should be you who told Teacher Lin the news of my disappearance and asked her to send me back to Purgatory.

"Later, Brother Nan and I entered the copy where the retired executive Ning Hui avenged his partner. In Ning Hui's memory, there was also a female psychological counselor. Although it was distorted into the shape of a Lego doll, I remember it very well. It is clear that the furnishings in her office are exactly the same as Teacher Lin's... Therefore, the person who induced Teng Hui and planted the Truth Beast in his body should also be her.

"Before, Teacher Lin visited me in the ward, and she put a copy of "The Moon and Sixpence" beside my bed. I also saw the same book in your lighthouse the day before yesterday. On my favorite bookshelf, next to The Birth of a Prison.

"...Of course, the book may just be a coincidence. But the suspicious things are far more than that. When Lao Sha took me to the amusement park, why did I meet you so 'coincidentally'? Another important point-you You told me personally that your mother is a psychologist. Why not just admit it, she is Teacher Lin!"

A puzzling scene appeared—every time Song Yin said something, the smile on Alexander's face stiffened, as if a mask was slowly cracking.

"The Moon and Sixpence? She really knows what to choose."

He chuckled, as if he had just heard a low-brow joke.It took a while to look at Song Yin again.

"By the way, do you know why her legs are lame?" He asked himself and answered, "Because she hit you with the car herself, she is such a person who likes to do things herself and control everything."

Song Yin was not mentally prepared for this, and asked intuitively, "You ordered her to do this?"

"If I want to do this, why did I help my father and the others get out of purgatory?"

Alexander managed to maintain a smile, but his face had already turned a little green: "To be honest, when I knew you had also gone to purgatory... I had a headache."

Having said that, he took a deep breath, leaned back and straightened up, as if he jumped out of some terrible state.

"I won't talk nonsense with you." He waved at Song Yin: "It's all over, I'll be busy for a while."

"You can't go." Qi Zhengnan stopped him, "Where else can you hide now?"

"Hey, everyone, brothers, talk about it if you have something to say."

Alexander took two steps back symbolically, and raised his hands to show that he had no hostility: "Although I may not be able to beat you, if I really want to leave, you two may not be able to stop me. Want to try? Or Save some energy and prepare to deal with the real enemy?"

The author has something to say: Shaffley is officially offline and accepts punishment.The next step is to advance the part where it is Alexander's turn.

Teacher Lin = Alexander’s mother, many students have already guessed the point

When writing this chapter, I was reminded of a visual illusion experiment on Weibo—put two pieces of gray with the same gray scale, one on a black background and the other on a white background.The former looks much whiter than the latter.

The same person, performing the same behavior, in different backgrounds and under different judgment angles of different audiences, will also produce very different perceptions.I was fascinated by this illusion and tried to create it in Tsavorite and Alexander.