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"Because the memory in our minds may not belong to us at all!!"

Izumi Mitsukoro's words, everyone was stunned.

It's not just Asuke, Ahwa, and Meimei who don't know the truth.

Even the yellow pupils hiding in the shadows flickered a few times and blinked a few times quickly.

"Mitsukoro, what do you mean by this?"

Ishida Yamato and the three of them asked puzzled.

Izumi Mitsuko Lang calmly analyzed:

"This incident is still what happened to Meimei's classmate that made me suddenly understand......."

"Meimei-san may indeed be dead, but only physically, but her consciousness has not disappeared because of this, and has been transferred to a new body."

Opening sentence.

The three of Yamato were already even more surprised, and somewhat subverted their previous perceptions.

Izumi Mitsuko Lang says:

"Over the years, I have been studying the energy and material composition of this world, and I have found that there are many kinds of matter in the world, I don't know if you feel it...... It's in our daily lives, even in the homes we live in. Obviously, it is only us in the room, do we occasionally feel that there is one more person out of thin air, but you can't see, touch, or hear, but you can vaguely feel it....... In layman's terms, the old man said that it was a ghost stranded in the world, and in a scientific way, it should be a creature that is in the same world as us, but belongs to a different magnetic field. Because of the different magnetic fields and material compositions, the forms of energy will naturally not be the same, and they will live around us as a kind of energy body that we can't see......"

The more the three of them listened, the more confused they became, but they seemed to understand a little.

"To put it simply, we can understand that after death, a person will remain in the world with a wisp of consciousness, and where will this consciousness go, the normal way will obviously go to a place we don't know, but the abnormal way should be like Meimei, from one body to another, and continue to stay in this world......"

"According to you, as long as the consciousness is immortal, it can always be passed around like this?"

Yamato Ishida asked.

"That's pretty much it."

Izumi Mitsuko Lang says:

"It stands to reason that consciousness cannot be transmitted without being consumed, but there must be a situation for us like this."

Speaking of which.

There was applause in the darkness.

The applause was followed by the yellow pupils.

and a red balloon.

The clown monster with oil paint on his face slowly climbed to the top of the pile of corpses, and he looked at Izumi Mitsuko Lang and the others below.

Boom.

A grim grin.

"Mitsukoro! As always, you won't let me down! ”

The clown monster smiled at Izumi Mitsukoro:

"If I had known, I would have been the first to kill you. I knew it earlier....... Is it too late to regret it now? ”

Accompanied by the laughter of the clown monster.

Behind him, a pile of floating objects slowly appeared.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

......

Eight.

Ishida Yamato and Izumi Mitsukoro stared at the eight figures.

That's eight kids.

It gradually became clear in front of them.

Gradually, first the clothes appeared, and then the face......

"That's?"

"Ourselves?"

"What's going on?"

They looked at the eight children, and that sense of familiarity, that inexplicable sense of intimacy, came spontaneously.

Even those corpses were clearly lifeless, without a trace of blood.

They don't know how long they've been dead.

How long has been being blamed here by the clown monster.

"How many times has it been?"

The clown monster kept scratching his head:

"I've almost forgotten..... I've saved a lot of your flesh, but it looks like the first eight of you...... I like it the most. ”

At that time, Jotosuke was 12 years old, with glasses, and was the big brother inside, but he was not so brave and very cowardly.

At that time, Ishida Yamato was 11 years old, with yellow hair, dragging, and a bad teenager, he often quarreled with Taiyi, and he didn't value the feelings between people so much.

At that time, Izumi Mitsukoro was 10 years old, and he was small, about the same height as the youngest among them, Ah Wu and Jia'er, and he was often ridiculed at that time and could always be a little man.

At that time, Mimi Taidaogawa was 10 years old, still wearing a pink hat and a red dress, a little hypocritical, and a little princess disease, but she was still such an innocent and kind child.

There is also Taiyi..... And Awu, and Jia'er, and Suna.

"Nana!"

Yamato Ishida looked at Nana's body.

He subconsciously, uncontrollably, took a step forward.

But soon, he felt a murderous aura.

He instinctively pushed the three of Asuke, Mimi, and Mitsuko Lang around him away.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a police officer, he would be physically strong enough.

It's hard for ordinary people to be as agile as him.

It was also the moment he pounced, he pulled out the pistol he was carrying with him and shot at the clown monster.

"Bang Bang Bang"

A few gunshots.

The red balloon exploded in the clown monster's hand.

It and its yellow pupils vanished into darkness in an instant.

And the four tentacles that were supposed to sneak up on them from the rear also pounced.

Asuke, Mitsukoro, and Meimei were afraid for a while.

Although Mitsukoro seems to have debunked a lot of puzzles in theory.

But the power of the clown monster is still there.

Through the bodies of the eight children.

Mitsukoro is even more determined:

"This shouldn't be the first time we've played against him. Maybe it's been many times, we've failed many times......."

"Then this time, we should have a way!"

However, they did not have time to negotiate.

The attack of the clown monsters has begun.

"This time, I won't give you as many opportunities as before."

The clown monster kept laughing.

He turned into an eight-legged monster.

The lower body is like a spider.

But the upper body still retains the appearance of a clown monster.

And it's getting bigger.

Getting bigger.....

It was so big that when Ishida Yamato gradually realized that the pistol in his hand was completely unable to deal with such a powerful monster.

"What a disappointment for me! Ah. ”

The clown monster put his conversation object on Ah He this time:

"How do you get worse every time? Where did you go when you were so brave before? Are you as impulsive and reckless as ever? ”

Hahahaha!

He mocked Yamato, Mitsukoro and a few others.

So stupid, impulsive, just rushed into their own turf.

This is undoubtedly the rhythm of taking the initiative to send people to death.

This rhythm is exactly what it wants to see the most.

It has been waiting for such an opportunity for a long time.

It's going to get hands-on.

It wants to seize this fleeting opportunity.

Talk a lot.

It's not good.

Here's a lesson.

It has to be drawn.

However......

In mid-air, the sound of "Pennywise" sounded.

It knew it had missed another great opportunity.