"I was about to ask her what her relationship was with me and why she said, 'She escaped,' when the door rang again. This time it was the sound of rustling, not a knock, but the sound of someone unlocking. ”

"The girl trembled when she heard this, and I was afraid, so I took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen and stood against the door, ready to use it for defense when someone came in."

"I didn't pay attention to the girl because I was scared, I just remember that she was standing behind me."

"At this time, I heard a noise behind me, and some vague images in my mind were about to emerge, and I thought to myself, I should look back, and suddenly there was a dull pain in the back of my neck, and my eyes went dark, and I didn't know anything."

"Then I had a dream. There were wind and waves in my dream, and I was nestled in the bottom of the ship, in the cargo hold to be exact. Because it was in a dream, even if I was locked in an airtight cargo hold, I could hear the sound of the ship crashing into the water and the wind setting off the waves.

"There is also the saltiness of water vapor, the fishy smell of diesel fuel and the foul smell of high concentrations of carbon dioxide."

"My hands and feet were tied tightly with ropes, and my mouth was stuffed with a ball of cloth, so I couldn't move, I couldn't call for help, but luckily I didn't have an eye patch, so I could still observe."

"The cargo hold is dimly lit and enclosed, with a long and narrow space that barely lets in the light. A layer of seawater seeps into the ground, about ankle-deep. There is garbage and wrapping paper floating on the water, as well as children's toys. There were whimpering voices coming from the partition behind my back, mixed with the cries of children, and there must have been other people locked up here as well. ”

"Judging by the sound effects, the cabin must have been made into a lot of compartments."

"At this time, there was the sound of walking overhead, the sound of shoe soles rubbing against the deck, then the sound of unlocking, and then, the door in front of me was opened, made of cast steel, so the sound of the door opening was heavy, and the sound of slippery ground was dull."

Then someone walked down the steep iron ladder, and there were two people with a chaotic sound of footsteps. The one in the lead walked very steadily, and it was as if he were walking on the ground. The footsteps that followed behind were vague, and the palm of his hand rubbed against the railing. ”

"I don't know the guy in front, it's a young man. The one in the back looks like a woman. When she got closer, she looked a little familiar, and when she looked again, wasn't this the girl who came to me just now, Koharu. ”

"Then she rushed at me with a knife, and I woke up in a flash."

"Then I found myself and the girl on the ground, surrounded by a large pool of blood, her throat cut, and I was holding a blood-stained kitchen knife in my hand......"

"So I called the police."

Speaking of this, she let out a long sigh and pressed the corner of her astringent eye with her hand: the next round of interrogation, sentencing, imprisonment, and commutation began.

The hint under the action could not be more obvious: I was not only hit once, but now sitting here, I still have to risk being hit again, you can see what happens.

The handsome policeman seemed to be moved by this painful memory and motioned for her to stop and calm down.

Sheng Makeup seized the time to be aggrieved, and then seized the time to comfort himself.

She smiled palely, her voice as thin as a gossamer, and the reluctance in her tone was very deliberate, "It's okay...... Go ahead. ”

Inadvertently glancing at the dark one-way glass wall opposite, she couldn't see through, only reflected the situation in this room, but she knew that someone on the other side of the glass must be observing.

The old story is repeated, and it is nothing more than a new customer.

***

So Jiang Cheng, who was standing on the other side of the glass, felt the teasing of makeup acting skills for the first time: heh, with just one sentence of amnesia, he can bring the ups and downs over lightly, and throw a bunch of mysteries back.

It's quite yin.