In the corridor, when you see the security door that has been pried open, the color world seems to have been stimulated by something, distorted and decomposed, and the gray and white colors take advantage of the void and begin to fill in the broken places of color, and the light image is like a movie clip jumping and jumping, black, screaming, angry, and desperate. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Cen Hanhan rubbed her head, looking at the world in front of her that seemed to be suddenly speeding up and stuck, and when the gray gradually occupied everything, Cen Hanhan found that she was no longer in the corridor.

There were black walls on all sides, and 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.

She went back to the interrogation room.

Cen Hanhan tried to act, but found that he was confined to a chair this time, and his hands and feet were all handcuffed and locked to the chair.

"It doesn't look the same." Cen Hanhan looked at the middle-aged policeman who looked exactly the same as before, "But it seems that my previous guess was right." ”

has been restrained and not fighting back, but it is not Cen Hanhan's style.

"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 repeated impatiently, "I said my name?" ”

"Sure enough, the attitude is different." Cen Hanhan said secretly.

She smiled and stared into the other party's eyes, "Cen Hanhan." ”

"Gender?"

The middle-aged policeman looked like he was already familiar with but had to go through the procedure, and his attitude was blunt.

Cen Hanhan didn't speak, and looked at the police with interest.

After waiting for another three seconds, the middle-aged policeman couldn't bear it anymore, his temper came up, he slapped the table and made a sound, and scolded angrily: "Ask you, find out if it's a draw!" ”

Cen Hanhan was not frightened by the other party's ferocity at all, she looked down at her bound hands and feet, and then looked at the other party, "I'm not called Cen Hanhan." ”

The middle-aged policeman looked angry, "Okay, you're a murderer, you want to pretend to be crazy, wait." ”

The middle-aged policeman turned on the pager on his shoulder, "Xiao Wu, bring the No. 3 utensil." There was a confirmation, and then a response came and the call ended.

Cen Hanhan heard the words he wanted to hear, "Murderer? So 'I' killed someone, who did 'I' kill? ”

"Be lenient in confession, and strict in resisting. It seems that you don't want to cooperate well, it doesn't matter, you'll know whether you should be obedient or not. The middle-aged policeman snorted coldly, looking like he didn't want to waste his tongue and wait for the torture instrument to arrive.

Seeing the middle-aged policeman's reluctance to speak, Cen Hanhan sneered, she leaned back in her chair easily, and after a few seconds of silence in the interrogation room, she suddenly said.

"'I' killed the chef, right?"

The middle-aged policeman who suppressed his anger and closed his eyes heard this, opened his eyes and glanced at Cen Hanhan in surprise.

"Yo, it's starting to cooperate again, okay."

The iron door was opened, and the light shone in, making Cen Hanhan squint, she couldn't see the appearance of the police outside, she could only see a vague black shadow.

The middle-aged policeman waved his hand, asked the "Xiao Wu" outside to step back, and picked up the pen again in the face of Cen Hanhan.

"A week ago, 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, is the chef of that nearby restaurant, and then the chef raped/raped the woman in the alley, right?" The middle-aged policeman said this, which made Cen Hanhan have a strong sense of déjà vu.

Cen Hanhan shrugged, "Yes." ”

"Then you, Cen Hanhan appeared, you found out about the atrocity, but you didn't stop the other party's behavior, but took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen at the back door of the restaurant and came behind the chef who was committing violence...... Chopped to death. ”

Cen Hanhan looked at the middle-aged policeman lightly, and the other party didn't look at her, but continued to take the file and said quickly.

Then you panicked and dragged the cook and the night runner to the kitchen when she saw this...... A brutal dismemberment was performed. ”

"Right?" In the end, the middle-aged policeman seemed to be unable to stand Cen Hanhan's perverted abuse, and asked oppressively.

The interrogation room fell silent, only the sound of the two of them breathing could be heard, Cen Hanhan and the middle-aged policeman looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little suffocating.

"'You', it seems to have been mistaken." Cen Hanhan slowly spoke, "I also said before, 'I' is not called Cen Hanhan. ”

Doubts rose in the eyes of the middle-aged policeman, and a trace of annoyance was about to explode, Cen Hanhan continued, "Don't play buddy, I'm going to get dizzy when the scene changes." ”

"What exactly is 'I' called? Or ...... 'you', what's your name? ”

The middle-aged policeman was stunned, time seemed to have stood still for a few seconds at this time, and then the other party's eyes moved, and he came back to life, but he rarely didn't get angry, he pressed the police hat and lowered his head.

At a certain moment, the face in the shadows suddenly raised the corners of the mouth, and raised its head again, but it was a different face.

"Hello for the first time."

The boy smiled, no different from the picture frame in the small room, except for a somewhat evil smile.

"Hello, what do you call it?" Cen Hanhan looked understanding, and she sighed when she looked at the cowardly and timid boy in front of her who was completely different from the cowardly and timid boy in the colorful world before.

So far, the situation is basically clear, from the earth to here, whether it is the color world at the beginning, or the gray world that is constantly changing later, she is in someone else's spiritual world. Maybe the "ontology" in reality has been staying somewhere well, but Cen Hanhan's consciousness has been left on the spiritual level by the "other party".

This kind of thing sounds a little unbelievable, but for the well-informed Cen Hanhan, it is not unacceptable, people's hearts can manifest infinite things, especially for the boy in front of him...... Although it was also the first time she had entered a ...... The inner world of a psychopath.

Thinking of the ice cube space that made people breathless and scalp tingling at the beginning, Cen Hanhan didn't know what to say.

"Brother...... No, it should be said that it is a sister? The boy's eyes were full of confidence and control, completely different from the impression of the boy, "I've been honest with each other, everyone knows the name or something, although I don't know that my waste 'brother' will be stupid/forced to make a 'sister', but the name 'Evan' is really bad, or you will be called Ewen?" ”

"Okay, Evan." Seeing the other party's enthusiastic appearance, Cen Hanhan sneered inwardly, "Can we talk in a different place?" ”

"Of course, new friend!" Evan smiled heartily, "To be honest, I don't really like this place either, it's dark and full of hypocritical justice. ”

He clapped his hands like a creator, and the scene around him suddenly changed, the dark interrogation room disappeared, the light brightened, and they came to the small room on the third floor of the apartment.

PS: It's just a chapter today, and this volume is not very long.