Chapter 64: Reality and Memory

"The world can be big or small. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

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Cen Hanhan looked at the neatly cut pieces of meat in front of her that had been frozen for a long time, and as soon as her thoughts moved, the light of rose pink appeared around her, and the blue-white data stream crossed the depths of her eyes, the line of sight changed, modeling, and three-dimensional analysis......

Cen Hanhan picked up a piece of meat with his hand, and the various constituent elements were clearly presented in the form of percentages, and if he wanted, he could even infiltrate the molecular level and become the distribution of factor hotspots.

"It's chicken ......"

Cen Hanhan groaned and picked up a piece of meat next to him, "Beef ......"

Cen Hanhan was obviously looking for the human flesh that the chef had just seen in the gray world, and when he got the third piece on the second shelf, Cen Hanhan was stunned.

"Human flesh."

Cen Hanhan closed the refrigerator, and there was no need to test the one in the back, she withdrew the source plan, left the quiet and weird kitchen, and walked to the street, which was empty in the middle of the night.

Cen Hanhan thought about everything that happened before, this business seemed to be very different from the past, there was no world-class disaster, there was no very clear goal, so far, she only knew that there was a rape/rape case and a manslaughter case, and these, what does it have to do with the body that she possessed...... She came here to save something.

"Are all the memories of 'me' that the black and white world sees?"

Walking aimlessly, Cen Hanhan was a little annoyed that he should have put more effort into resourcefulness before, otherwise he would not be so passive now. Although Cen Hanhan will definitely encounter a time when she can't win by force in her previous business, at that time, there will be a group of superhuman talents under Cen Hanhan who will do these jobs well.

"Could it be that my business this time has nothing to do with the world, so what am I doing here? It's not to save the world, it's to save ......"

Just when Cen Hanhan suddenly had a little inspiration and was about to catch something, there was a sudden sound in front of him, and the sound of scolding and ping-pong was especially clear in the dark night.

Cen Hanhan found that he had walked out of the original small street where the chef killed and dismembered the corpse, and came to a place where independent houses gathered.

It's not a nice place like a villa, everything here is like a false urbanization left over from the countryside encountering urban sprawl.

"Get out, I'm really blind to marry you!"

The middle-aged woman's words with a local accent came from a two-story house with the lights on, and then the door slammed shut.

Cen Hanhan looked intently and found that there was a drunkard seen in the gray world outside the door.

With a move in his heart, Cen Hanhan approached, and the other party sat on the steps in front of the door weakly, cursing something in his mouth.

"Well, hello?" Cen Hanhan asked tentatively, the other party's mental state didn't seem to be able to answer people's questions very well.

"What are you doing, get out!" The drunkard glared menacingly.

Cen Hanhan was naturally not affected in the slightest, she let herself speak clearly, "Sir, may I ask if you saw the chef of XX Restaurant on the way back just now, the one who often kills chickens at the back door." ”

"Old Tu?" The drunkard seemed to sober up a little, and looked at Cen Hanhan with a look of surprise, "Why are you asking this?" ”

Cen Hanhan just wanted to talk with a smile, but the other party said to himself: "I haven't seen Lao Tu for a week......"

Cen Hanhan's expression froze.

The drunkard retched a few times to the side, as if he had drunk a lot, he blushed, looked at Cen Hanhan, and then suddenly approached, the smell of strong and cheap wine made Cen Hanhan frown, and the drunkard looked mysterious, "Look at you, it's also a nearby resident, you also saw the cordon and police at the back door of the restaurant a week ago, I heard it...... Lao Tu was killed! ”

The drunkard suddenly vomited violently, and the unpleasant smell made Cen Hanhan retreat, she looked at the other party's unconscious appearance after vomiting, shook her head, and left.

Back in the dilapidated apartment, Cen Hanhan sat on the bed, looking at the narrow space around her, she looked at the photo frame, the boy who was torn in half of the photo smiled gently, perhaps a little timidly.

She got up and went to the bathroom, there were white, black, and pink toothbrush cups on the sink at this time, Cen Hanhan picked up the first two white and black toothbrushes, both of which had traces of use, but the obvious white ones were worn out more.

Cen Hanhan had some clues, but she wasn't sure, she lay back on the single bed, it seemed that there was no more information to explore here, so let's go back to the black and white world.

"How do you ...... like solving a puzzle" Before being forced to fall asleep, Cen Hanhan muttered.

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Cen Hanhan opened his eyes, and sure enough, there was a depressing and monotonous black and white in front of him again, and the intersection of old-fashioned film-like black and white was gray haze.

Cen Hanhan looked around and found that she was no longer in the room that could barely accommodate her, but in a simple room with black walls on all sides, in front of her was a table, and across the table sat a middle-aged man in a police uniform, and behind the middle-aged man was an iron door that blended into the wall.

Cen Hanhan himself sat on a chair.

"Sure enough, I don't play cards according to the routine, and I must complain to a certain bureau when I go back." Cen Hanhan looked at this place that looked like an interrogation room and thought complainingly.

"Name?" The middle-aged policeman's tone was formulaic, without a hint of fluctuation.

Cen Hanhan didn't speak, the middle-aged policeman waited for three seconds, stopped the pen in his hand that kept writing something, raised his head, and showed a warm smile, "Don't be nervous, just go through a procedure, what is your name?" ”

"Cen Hanhan." Cen Hanhan stared at each other with his eyes and said.

"Gender?"

"Female."

After asking for the basic information, the middle-aged policeman opened a file and said: "Miss Cen Hanhan, you don't have to be nervous, you are a witness to the rape/murder case, we already know the basic situation, now we will ask you again, check the information, I hope you can cooperate with our work." ”

Cen Hanhan looked at a camera in the corner of the ceiling, she didn't care how the other party knew that she was an eyewitness, and why she was suddenly in the interrogation room. The illogic and common sense of time and space made Cen Hanhan determine the thoughts in his heart.

Cen Hanhan remembered that she hadn't encountered similar incidents when she was out of business before, but it was looking at others from the outside, but now she is in an "inside" situation, if she has been an outsider, she will indeed fall into a chaotic and unclear situation.

"At half past ten in the evening, you went out and met a woman who was running at night, and then suddenly a man came out of the alley, this man you know, it was the chef of that nearby restaurant, and then the chef raped/raped the woman in the alley, right?"

"Yes." Cen Hanhan replied.

"Very well, that's right." The middle-aged policeman gave Cen Hanhan an encouraging smile.

"Then a passer-by appeared, and he stopped the cook's behavior, but was chased out and beaten to death by the angry cook, and then the cook panicked and dragged both of them to the kitchen to dismember, right?"

The surroundings were black and white, and Cen Hanhan looked at the middle-aged policeman who didn't know when he was talking with a smile, and spit out lightly.

"That's not right."