After Zhou Ji quickly thought it through, his expression returned to normal, and he coughed lightly and said:

"We just talked about whether the person who appeared in my room could be the person I dreamed of......"

"Ahh That's right. Wang Yao immediately replied, "So do you think it is possible that they are alone?" ”

"How can I be sure of this!"

Zhou Ji unconsciously raised his voice:

"How can there be a person in a dream in the world who comes to reality and attacks someone else!"

"But you said that both of them had two red spots on their faces." Wang Yao said lightly.

Zhou Ji choked in his throat, and it took a long time before he said:

"This, this is indeed a bit too coincidental......

"Besides, you said that the man lifted you up with ease, and there was a strange black glow around him when you attacked him with a red light on his face, right?" Wang Yao added.

"Yes, that's right......" Zhou Ji lowered his head and began to think.

"Then the person who attacked you is not an ordinary person?" Wang Yao shrugged. "Maybe it's someone from the Black Book Company, maybe it's Lin Xingcheng's person from the group that has the power to fight against the Black Book Company?"

"yes, yes. I had watched the video in the corridor after rescuing Xiao Zhou before, although I don't know which aspect of the man who went in last, but the black light shining in the room after he entered was indeed the same as the one I saw last night......" Zhou Ji kept muttering to himself.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Wang Yao with sharp eyes and asked:

"How did you come up with that idea?"

Wang Yao was stunned, "Why can't I have this kind of thought?" Isn't that weird? ”

"It's weird." Zhou Ji stared at Wang Yao and said word by word: "When you were handling the case before, you tried your best to explain all the unreasonable things with convincing clues, why do you easily push everything to the unsolvable answer of the Black Book Company now?" ”

Wang Yao's eyebrows jumped, and he immediately replied without even thinking for half a second:

"It's very simple, I used to stick to my materialist thoughts, but since I discovered that big hole in the ground, my life is going to be gone, and I still have to worry about what to do?"

This seems like a perfect answer. Zhou Ji lowered his head again and remained silent. And Wang Yao looked at Zhou Ji, and the two fell into silence again.

Wang Yao's gaze fell from Zhou Ji's face to his bare chest, and only a few slender nail scratches spread all the way to the shoulder of his right shoulder.

Wang Yao's gaze drifted to Zhou Ji's left shoulder from the right. His left side seemed to be much luckier than his right, and the arm was so complete and smooth that even the closest wound reached the left chest.

Of course, the wound on the upper half of Zhou Ji's body was more dense on the right side, which was a strange problem that Wang Yao had already noticed a long time ago. At first, when Zhou Ji was knocked unconscious and fell asleep, he couldn't figure it out, until Zhou Ji woke up and narrated to himself the process of his confrontation with the man who attacked him, combined with his description of the person in his dream, which made Wang Yao have a strange feeling in his heart. This strange feeling made him feel that the man was familiar to him, and it was most likely someone. But he quickly dismissed the idea. He didn't want to believe that cruel speculation.

Therefore, Wang Yao turned to suspect that the person who attacked Zhou Ji might be a red-haired man. Because just by black light and red eyes, teleportation was enough to locate that person. Therefore, the man who attacked Zhou Ji at night was definitely a red-haired man.

Originally, Wang Yao thought so.

But don't deceive your eyes with the expertise you've learned.

Let's confirm with Zhou Ji again.

Wang Yao thought. He stared at Zhou Ji's wound and said:

"Zhou Ji, tell me again, what does the man in your dream and the man who attacked you look like?" He paused, then added, "This time you think carefully and speak in detail." ”

Zhou Ji immediately came back to his senses from his contemplation. He glanced at Wang Yao strangely, as if he was impatient with what he had said over and over again. But he still did what Wang Yao said, and after thinking hard, he said:

"The man, dressed in a suit, was about 1.85 tall, had short hair, was of normal shape, and was not excessively emaciated or athletic...... He had two red spots on his face, as did the man who attacked me...... The two of them were quite similar in physique, but I was too nervous to pay attention to ......."

"And his back feels familiar, like you've seen it before, right?" Wang Yao suddenly interjected, his voice seemed a little hurried.

"yes, but I can't remember who it was. Because that person's characteristics are common among people I've met......" Zhou Ji said inexplicably.

"It's so common that even you fit that description, right?!" Wang Yao's voice suddenly rose and almost shouted.

Zhou Ji was stunned: "Yes, I'm 1.85, and I usually wear suits, how can I ......?"

"Look at your own wounds!!" Wang Yao seemed to be unable to control his emotions, and jumped up from the sofa suddenly, and now he was completely shouting: "Take a good look! Take a good look at what the wounds on your body look like! ”

Zhou Ji didn't understand what was going on, so he stood up suspiciously and looked down at his body. A few seconds later, he raised his head and looked at Wang Yao, and said inexplicably:

"I looked, what's wrong?"

"Alas!" Wang Yao sighed vigorously, as if blaming Zhou Ji for not being serious. He stomped his foot, pointed to Zhou Ji's right hand and said, "Look at your left hand, and your right hand!" ”

Zhou Ji did as he said. He raised his hands, and saw that his right hand was densely covered with terrible wounds, but his left hand was unharmed. He was stunned and looked up blankly:

“…… What's wrong? ”

"Oh my God, Zhou Ji!!" Wang Yao screamed, he seemed to feel that whatever he said was nonsense, he suddenly turned around and ran to the closet, took out Zhou Ji's suit and threw it to him, "Put on your clothes!" ”

Wang Yao was so excited, Zhou Ji had to put on a suit shirt regardless of the blood marks on his body, and before he could ask again, he was dragged by Wang Yao to the floor mirror. Before he could get to his feet. Wang Yao ran into the bathroom like a whirlwind and took out a small mirror, let Zhou Ji turn his back to the floor mirror, and raised the small mirror in front of Zhou Ji and said:

"Look!"

However, at the moment when Zhou Ji looked at the scene in the small mirror, he suddenly felt a buzz in his brain, as if he had been slashed from head to foot by a thunderbolt.

Because, in the mirror, he saw his back.

His back, the body is very standard, 1.85, short hair, very ordinary.

It's exactly the same as the back of the man in the dream.

The man in the dream is himself!!

No wonder he couldn't remember who that man was but felt that the other party was familiar, it was because he had never seen his back in front of him in his life, so he didn't know what his real back looked like outside the dressing mirror!!