Smoky.

It's not just a bathhouse, but a small hotel room where you smoke a half-pack of cigarettes.

Shao Junwen squinted at the posts on the forum that had exceeded 20,000 messages, and the replies of most of them were meaningless.

Because no matter how good the conditions are, there is an incomparable, stress-sensitive sleep patient.

He was half-lying on the bed and opened a news, and just after his identity was exposed, his office in the Mingdong District Cultural Building was instantly ransacked.

And the methods are extremely violent and barbaric, and even the scene can be seen to be more than broken into by a group of people.

The entire Mingdong Cultural Building was blasted and blacked out twice that night.

The back of a criminal gang was captured on surveillance cameras.

Shao Junwen froze the camera at this moment, this back has an inexplicable familiar feeling, he should know this guy.

His eyes became deeper and more indifferent, he had once entered someone else's house and stole dreams.

And also wrote this [Inception Handbook].

But in the police's filing, his identity is very clean, without any stain, and his identity also belongs to the victim.

Shao Junwen's fingers gently tapped on the bedside table, making a crisp bang!

His brain couldn't help but recall Wei Xuemin's words.

"I haven't slept a single day in the past three years, and I can't sleep all night every day!"

"Just because of your goddamn diary."

"You're the culprit who started the first year of Inception!"

He tried to dial the other person's phone number.

Toot –

Toot –

Toot –

Finally heard the phone answer.

Wei Xuemin's familiar voice came out of it, and he didn't wait for the other party to speak, so he said directly: "That woman's memory was deleted by you." ”

All of a sudden, it was like a thunderbolt.

Shao Junwen's pupils suddenly dilated, revealing an extremely frightened expression, which was unbelievable.

"You broke down the door of her house, and you saw blood all over the floor, and there were bodies still in pools of blood, and only one girl survived."

"You invaded her dreams and saw the bad deeds of those people."

"You know that girl will definitely kill herself when she wakes up, she didn't have that kind of perseverance to survive, so you deleted her memories and cleaned up the crime scene."

Wei Xuemin seemed to be telling a distant story, and when he said this, there was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's like I'm explaining to the other person, and it's like muttering to myself.

It was at that moment that all the stories began.

Wei Xuemin wore a white bathrobe in the bathhouse and enjoyed a fish therapy in the single bath, and said slowly into the phone: "That was the first time you called the police, and it was my police." ”

His eyes suddenly became cold and panicked: "Considering that all the victims' families were killed, and the survivors have the possibility of suicidal tendencies, you, as a psychologist, performed memory surgery on the patient without authorization. ”

Wei Xuemin took a deep breath and looked up at the wooden board above his head, vaguely regretful.

His voice trembled a little, "To be honest, I should have taken you back at the time, and if I let you go, it would be like letting you go." ”

Let a gifted dream therapist realize that a scalpel can't save the world.

It's like unleashing a demon.

Because from that day on, the other party has embarked on a road of no return.

……

There was a dead silence on the phone, and no one spoke.

The atmosphere in the room was so solemn that it seemed as if it was hard to breathe.

Shao Junwen's face suddenly turned pale, and when he heard a strange self from others, this feeling was extremely bad.

He asked with a heavy heart, "You said that girl is Fei Keer?" ”

Shao Junwen's nerves were tense and his eyes were dilated, and the other party was suffering from the disease of a stress-sensitive sleep patient, so it was caused by himself?

Wei Xuemin sighed and said, "It's a good thing that you want to choose her!" ”

"She's seen me, but not you."

"As the surgeon, you are the only one who can restore her memory."

Shao Junwen's voice was very low, he clenched his fists and asked, "What else do you know?" Did I have a backup of my memories back then? ”

The corners of Wei Xuemin's mouth rose and he smiled playfully: "I said that I didn't believe it?" ”

"You only told me this sentence at the beginning, Nezha will return the flesh to the mother and the father, and you have to give up all the memories and start over."

"Be a real, your own you!"

At this point, Wei Xuemin squinted his eyes and seemed to be a little nostalgic for the past.

Hearing this, Shao Junwen suddenly smiled.

He replied very seriously: "I believe that if my teacher is really a murderer, and everything I know is taught by him, then I will choose to forget it first and then learn it myself." ”

"I probably gave you that notebook, and I didn't even want to get it back."

Hearing this, Wei Xuemin was suddenly stunned for a moment, does this possibility exist?

Judging from that sentence, it is indeed a bit similar, so it is not that the other party deliberately conceals his own arrangement of other backhands?

Or is it that there has never been any other layout, just to simply discard those memories?

That's a little too fucked.

At least he doesn't think so, because Shao Junwen at the beginning and the person he talks to now are completely two personalities.

"A person's personality is shaped step by step from the living environment when he was a child, and you have lost your memory, so you have also changed!" Wei Xueminxiao said with interest: "Compared to you before, you seem to be more interesting now. ”

"If you can really let go of the past, I can give you a piece of advice."

Shao Junwen was silent for a few seconds before he asked in a hoarse voice, "What suggestions?" ”

Wei Xuemin's wrinkled eyes looked straight ahead, as if he remembered something.

He said with emotion: "You didn't have a choice in the past! ”

"Now, I want you to be a good person."

Shao Junwen's eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and his voice was slightly heavy: "So, I really have a close relationship with that organization. ”

The image of himself becoming a dream thief is so realistic and familiar.

Wei Xuemin's eyes were suddenly stunned, he didn't expect the other party to remember something.

This embarrassed him a little, it was a good thing that the other party could remember, then they had a better chance of winning, but he subconsciously wanted the other party to start over.

After all, that Shao Junwen was really stubborn and cold at the beginning, and maybe he saw too many tragedies and difficulties.

People become lonely and obstinate.

Wei Xuemin hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to tell the other party the truth, and he slowly spit out a sentence with deep eyes.

"You're a traitor to the Order!"