What is your choice? ?

You have chosen [D. Tell him that he left some important things at home but dare not go back alone]

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You decided to lie that you left important things at home, and asked Director Jiang to go back with you.

After knowing that the grand ceremony has left here, you have a strange premonition in your heart.You think that the perverted killer probably left your apartment long ago, just like Grand Ceremony.But you are a little uncertain. The experience in the small dark room made you more suspicious, so just in case, you still plan to find someone to accompany you to find out.

If this is you who have never experienced a small black house, you will definitely feel embarrassed to ask Director Jiang for help.But after experiencing the baptism of mental and physical torture over and over again, more than half of your social fear has disappeared without knowing it.You are no longer ashamed to express your thoughts as you were at the beginning, and you begin to understand that blindly retreating will only make the situation worse, and only those who actively fight are qualified to move forward.

So your request to Director Jiang became logical.

You expected all kinds of possible reactions from the other party, but you didn't expect that after a moment of surprise, director Jiang's face would be filled with joy.

"Of course." He patted your shoulder with a smile, and lifted his finger to the car key on the coffee table. "Let's go now, before it gets dark."

You blinked and didn't realize it for a while. It was only when Director Jiang asked you if you could go that you finally took a step towards the door.

Forget it, as long as the goal is achieved, you thought to yourself, and put the vague feeling of weirdness behind you.

The uneasiness in your heart has not faded away for a long time, until you came to the door of the apartment, you suddenly realized something - the keys and letter sent to you by the perverted killer were still in Director Jiang's house.But just when you were about to tell Director Jiang beside you, he pushed open the door of your apartment as if nothing had happened.

At that moment, his expressionless side face when he pushed the door made your heart stop suddenly and your body feel cold.But when he looked sideways at you, that sense of weirdness suddenly disappeared again.

"What's wrong?" He half-hidden in the dark room, asking you puzzled.

You held back your steps and shook your head calmly.

There are many possibilities that your apartment is not locked. It cannot be related to Director Jiang.You tell yourself that you wish you were less paranoid.

Fortunately, the moment you stepped into the room, Director Jiang fumbled around the wall for a while and turned on the light in the room.The aftertaste of the orange lights sprinkled on those familiar furniture, instantly dispelling most of the uneasiness in your heart.

"Go, I'll wait for you here." Director Jiang kindly sat down on the sofa without asking about your abnormal state.He was about to lower his head and continue reading the script he brought from home, but seeing that you were still in a daze, he jokingly said, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No, no need!" Your heart tightened, and you hurriedly left the living room, leaving Director Jiang staring at your fading figure in bewilderment.

The apartment is not big, you walk a few steps to your bedroom.

The furnishings in the bedroom are the same as when you left, but somehow it makes you feel a little uneasy.

You still remember what Cheng Jin said, and the severed finger he found in your house.

Before that, you never had any memory of this finger.Yet after you think back on everything you've done, you still don't have any interest in the severed finger, the murder of your stepfather, and the memory of your stepfather.You clearly understand that these things really happened, but you can’t put yourself into the period—you feel as if you are separated from everything by a thick layer of glass, allowing you to see clearly what happened inside, but Essentially shut out.

This weird feeling makes you bored, and you want to find out the truth of the matter even more.

In your memory, you put your stepfather's severed finger in a transparent sugar bowl and soaked it in formalin for storage.After a while, you found the sugar bowl hidden behind the bookshelf, and the pale fingers soaked in embalming liquid inside also told you that all this is not fantasy.

You did kill your stepfather and keep his finger as a trophy in your room.

But staring at that sugar bowl, you can't make many ripples in your heart.Your first reaction is not guilt or panic, the first thing you think of is that the scene of yourself in the small black room was completely wiped out by the world consciousness, so everything in reality seems to be rewound, back to the beginning Before you were kidnapped.

While you feel bad about not having the slightest bit of guilt about yourself, it doesn't help.It's not a question of morality, it's a question of not being able to put yourself in it.

It's like reading a third-person story, where your emotions rise and fall according to the plot, but you can't let yourself down because of the mistakes made by the protagonist in the book.You can't step into the role because you're separated by a dimension—you're just fundamentally different.

You put down the heavy sugar bowl and turn to other clues.After recalling everything about your stepfather, you feel that your sealed memory seems to become a little clearer, and this vague feeling is amplified the moment you step into the room.

After you rummaged tirelessly, you finally found what you wanted in your heart.

The moment you see the stack of papers, you immediately realize that this is yet another clue to your lost memory.

You opened the cover of the stack of files, and your eyes fell on the first page.

'xxx Counseling Center. '

Your gaze moved down, and what came into view was a face that was extremely familiar to you.That is a half-length photo of you, and you in the photo are expressionless, with sharp and cold eyes looking at the camera, which bears no resemblance to your usual shy and timid appearance.

But this is not what surprises you the most. What makes you feel cold is the line of small words below.

'Diagnosis: suspected antisocial personality disorder.Cognitive behavioral therapy is recommended.If you want to receive antipsychotic drug treatment, please go to a regular hospital, and the consultation center will not bear the corresponding responsibility. '

You left the sugar bowl in the apartment and bagged your medical files.

When you came to the living room with the bag, you found that Director Jiang was still sitting quietly on the sofa and carefully reviewing the script.After a while, he realized your existence, combined the scripts in his hand and asked if you found anything left at home.

Your thoughts were still on the stack of medical records, so you didn't hear his question clearly. It wasn't until Director Jiang stood up that you realized that you seemed to have missed something.

You looked at Director Jiang and frowned, then relaxed again.He sighed softly, his expression a bit complicated.

"I was a little flattered by your rare coquetry, and thought your clumsy excuses were cute. I thought it meant you trusted me, but maybe I was wrong." The corners of his mouth were curved, but there was not much expression on his face Smiling, "You seem to have a lot of thoughts in your heart?"

You were slightly taken aback, and after thinking for a long time, you still didn't understand what he meant.

behave in a spoiled manner?Excuse?What is he referring to?

You waited for the other party to explain to you, but Director Jiang seemed to acquiesce that you knew the meaning of what he said, and remained silent for a long while.

After hesitating for a moment, you finally raised your doubts to the other party slowly.

At first, Director Jiang just listened quietly, but within a few seconds, a look of surprise crossed his face.

"That perverted stalker was brought to justice yesterday, weren't you there?" He looked at you funny, as if making fun of your forgetfulness, "The door is unlocked because the police will come to search for evidence tonight. See if he has a monitor in the house or something."

"At that time, the police praised you for being careful enough and didn't return to the apartment during the period, otherwise he might attack you because of his dangerous level."

When you choked, your lips that were originally opened and closed suddenly became numb.

After several minutes of silence, you finally asked hoarsely, "What about the prisoner? Where is he now?"

"Detained," Director Jiang replied quickly, "but don't worry, he will most likely be imprisoned for a year in his condition. After all, his circumstances are serious and he has committed many things before."

You listened to Director Jiang's comfort in a daze, but still couldn't put the whole thing together.You feel that you have been derailed from reality since you came out of the little black room.What you think has happened has never happened to others, and what others take for granted is extremely strange to you.

At this point, you decide—

【A. Silence】

【B. Tell Director Jiang that he wants to see the prisoner】

[C. Tell Director Jiang that he was just a little tired and forgot what happened before]

【D. Thank Director Jiang for taking him in all the time, and tell him that he plans to move back to the apartment】