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Little dark house.

Under Smith's guidance, Chen Miao recalled the sealed memory.

"I, I killed someone?" Chen Miao looked at her hands in disbelief.

"Smack!"

Smith slapped the metal table hard and said fiercely, "Finally willing to admit it!"

Chen Miao defended in a panic: "No, no, that's not me!"

"At this time, do you still want to get out of it for yourself!" Smith stared at Chen Miao viciously, and when he didn't agree with him, he was ready to turn over the table and teach him another lesson.

"No, Wilson, they shouldn't have survived in the end, right?" Chen Miao grasped at an obvious disobedience.

The Washington Centrton Daily that Smith had shown him had written that everyone had been killed.

Yet in his memory, there was not a shred of information about Wilson's death at all!

No, to be exact, it started at that point after 'he' was ready to fight Sam Liu!

Everything Smith said was like seeing flowers in a fog for Chen Miao.

Clearly, Smith was hiding something, or he was making up a lie!

Chen Miaomeng's convulsions only to realize that from the moment he opened the document bag, he had been owed by Smith, and his own memories were all guided by his language!

"You're lying!" Chen Miao said suddenly, staring at Smith fearlessly.

"There is no so-called 'him' at all, and the memories you make me recall are all fake!"

Chen Miao thought that after disobeying Smith, he would be beaten violently.

However, Smith's next move was unexpected.

Smith put away his pretended grumpy expression, sat back in his place with a calm face, and said, "If I tell you that I am a doctor and you are my patient, would you believe it?"

"What?" Chen Miao was stunned.

"It's schizophrenia. Your real name is Chen Jingmiao, the person called Chen Jing doesn't actually exist, he is the first personality you split out. ”

Chen Jingmiao's face was dumbfounded, in disbelief.

"If you think about it carefully, every time Chen Jing appears, there is no warning, he exists in your fantasy, so he walks without a sound. ”

"The Chen Jing in your memory, no matter what kind of environment, can maintain an optimistic attitude, that is because Chen Jing represents you are kind and sunny. ”

"His injury was when you were deceived by your partner for the first time, and they made you doubt Chunshan, so correspondingly, Chen Jing was caught in the trap of the beast and was seriously injured. ”

"Chen Jing's death is that after you witnessed Wilson's depravity, the last conscience in your heart was also wiped out, so he died. ”

Smith told the horrible truth without a hint of emotion.

"No! I don't believe it!" Chen Jingmiao held her head in her hands, trying to escape.

How could Smith let him go!

"This is actually your subconscious, you see, the darkness, the shimmer, the cold tables and chairs, the endless little dark room. ”

"I'm here to rescue you and help you kill the Wrath. ”

"Is he called 'Fury'...... What an apt title. Chen Jingmiao already believed in Smith's words, and at that time, in the deep sea of the subconscious, what she encountered should be 'rage'......

Chen Jingmiao stared at the photo that Smith had shown herself on the metal tabletop.

This so-called photo of Chen Miao and Chen Jing has also changed at this time, it is two themselves, one is real melancholy, and the other is illusory sunshine.

"So, what's going on with the memory of the island killing?" Chen Jingmiao still couldn't understand, this real horror.

Unexpectedly, Smith's gaze dodged, as if he was hiding something.

Suddenly, a dagger tip came out of Smith's chest!

Blood seeped out of the wound and stained his chest red!

Smith suddenly lost all his strength, and the whole person threw himself forward on the metal table!

The blood gradually spread from under him, staining the photo on the table, and the red enchantment covered Chen Jing in the photo, leaving Chen Miao alone, with a weird smile, which made people shudder.

"That's because he's lying. ”

Coming out of the darkness, he came to the metal table, conjured a chair out of thin air, and sat next to the dead Smith.

"Aren't you surprised?" Furious stared at Chen Jingmiao with interest, his wicked smile making him look like a complete villain.

Looking at the 'him' in front of him who had the same face as himself and had a completely different personality, Chen Jingmiao smiled bitterly and said: "I am really surprised, but I have experienced too many reversals, which makes me feel numb......"

Chen Jingmiao was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked, "Since the memory of the killing of Xiaodao is true, why don't I have the memory of the future?"

"At that time, you were already at the limit of your spirit, and you fell into a deep sleep, so it was normal to have no memory. Furious replied.

"Can you tell me about their ending? Chen Jingmiao wants to know the truth.

Furious raised his head, looked at the boundless darkness in the room, and recalled: "That day ......"