In the bathroom of the luxurious suite-

Lloyd was already wrapped in a bath towel, his upper body was bare-chested, the scorpion tattoo on the back shoulder, under the scorching light of the bathroom, looked quite impetuous, as if he was about to pop out of his skin, and there were several long scars on his back, carrying his past painful experience.

He stood beside a glossy sink, a table made of pale yellow marble. Lloyd leaned forward with his arms outstretched, propped up on the stage. He buried his head with his eyes closed, and there were still undried drops of water dripping from his hair.

"You're so cowardly! Why don't you dare to choose a better option!? Now's your chance! There was an eerie scolding in Lloyd's ears.

He didn't look up, he was silent.

"But with your current choice, there is no future!" The eerie scolding came closer.

Lloyd opened his eyes angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, and even his eyeballs were twitching slightly.

"What's wrong? Am I wrong!? The eerie and evil voice had stopped at Lloyd's side.

Lloyd stared at the shiny mirror in front of him, and in the mirror, the figure that stopped beside him was a self in a black suit, this guy was wearing sunglasses, he couldn't see his eyes, and he still wore black hands on his hands.

"Yo, what's wrong? I'm afraid I won't make it, I'm you! Are you still afraid of your own heart!? Lloyd in a black suit said mockingly, the corners of his mouth raised wickedly, deliberately provocative.

"No, I'm just curious. How did you get out? Loyd said calmly. But the breathing is not so uniform. The rhythm has been slightly out of order.

"I've been holding it for a long time, I'm your subconscious, how about it? Was it a little surprised to see your subconscious? And much more attractive than you! The black-suited Lloyd pushed his sunglasses with his hand and put his other hand on his shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" Lloyd said angrily, and he shook his shoulders and shook off the other's palms.

"Hey, don't get excited! If you don't treat your subconscious, then your subconscious. Won't be kind to you either! The black-suited Lloyd smiled wickedly, full of resentment between the lines.

"What do you want?" Lloyd squinted his eyes and turned his face sideways to glance at the subconscious derived from himself.

"Don't talk like that, don't forget, the subconscious mind is also a part of you, and it's not something you can solve by rejecting it!" Lloyd, in a black suit, walked to the bathroom door, closed it, and locked it.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lloyd's words were simple but very unkind!

"Alright! Then I'll get straight to the point, you say you're a genius too. But why can't the brain turn like this!? Lloyd, in a black suit, asked reproachfully as he leaned his back against the bathroom door.

"What do you mean?" Lloyd stared at the subconscious embodiment from the mirror. Although the guy seemed to be alive and dancing, he had no kindness at all.

It's more like an abyssal demon of fear, trying to pull other people's souls into the bottomless pit.

"Think about it, we were born and died together with Sheriff Walker, and what happened? A former Navy SEAL member was murdered. Come on, genius Lloyd, tell me, who do you think that perverted madman will look for next? Lloyd, in a black suit, had already come over, put it next to Lloyd's ear, and said lukewarmly.

"That madman is in the United States, and certainly wanted in the United States! In addition, if he crosses the border, he will also become an internationally wanted criminal. The police will take care of it. Lloyd explained a simple analysis, but in the face of his subconscious, it is inevitable that he will lose a little confidence in speaking, because the subconscious is also one of the confidences!

"Oh? Are you sure? Are you sure? If that madman had someone behind the scenes to help him, would you think things would have been that simple? Lloyd, in a black suit, pushed his sunglasses again, smiling grimly from time to time.

Lloyd was silent, he didn't know, otherwise how could the subconscious mind be so clear about his thoughts? It's just that this kind of thing is not the time to deal with it now, and if that madman really dares to come to the door, so much the better!

"Am I right? I can feel the fear in your heart, are you afraid? Lloyd, in a black suit, stretched out his black-gloved palm and touched it towards Lloyd's heart.

He didn't resist, because the subconscious mind lingered! Instead of cowering and escaping, it is better to face it openly.

"Look, I feel your fear. You're still scared, what? Isn't it a coward that the captain of the psychological special forces team who has received all kinds of professional training is still afraid of death? The black-suited Lloyd deliberately mocked.

Lloyd did not want to argue with his subconscious, because whether he won or lost, it was already forever, it was just whether it was strong or not, whether it would affect the conscious consciousness.

And now, Lloyd's subconscious has been concretized, which shows how strong his subconscious is.

Lloyd took out a tube of shaving foam from the side, first washed his face and beard with a neutral face soap, then covered his beard with a hot towel to soften it, and then applied shaving foam.

In just a few days, I haven't trimmed the edges, but I've grown a lot of beards! Lloyd's handsome face was like a weathered uncle at this time.

Lloyd lifted the razor and shaved the sideburns, then the cheeks and neck, then shaved his chin in a 26-degree upward motion. Finally, shave the upper lip, as the beard on the lower jaw as well as the upper lip needs more time to soften.

"I see, you're afraid of losing Nicole!" The black suit Lloyd is like a roundworm in the stomach, who makes it subconscious, so it basically grasps the idea of the ontology, but it can't control it.

Lloyd, who was shaving, paused his hand when he heard this subconscious sentence.

Because this is indeed what he cares about the most, now the danger factor of the task is getting bigger and bigger, and Nicole is just a daughter, even if it is the real body of the veil fighting queen, but the king of the fighting ring does not mean that he is the winner on the battlefield!

And the battlefield is ever-changing and unpredictable, how to go in the future, which makes Lloyd feel more or less a little confused, but if she didn't bring Nicole, Haiwei's conspiracy would have been shrouded around Nicole, so her situation would be even more dangerous! And Nicole's life and death are also crucial to Haiwei's conspiracy!

It's really a dilemma, but no matter what, Nicole is the best fit for the psychological team compared to the other options.

"And what am I afraid of?" Lloyd laughed self-deprecatingly and continued to shave.

Lloyd in a black suit, he felt very good about himself just now, and he felt that he had choked Lloyd's lifeline, and he was delusional about changing Lloyd's consciousness and cognition, but he didn't expect him to be so calm! ……

Could it be that the subconscious mind really can't control the people under the conscious consciousness!? The black-suit Lloyd began his final attempt...... (To be continued.) )