The room suddenly became quiet, so quiet that He Li could hear the sound of himself panting in the mirror. The old voice still echoed in my ears: "What I want is the truth, a truth that belongs to you." …… The truth! …… The truth! …… The truth! ……”

There was another severe headache, and He Like instinctively wanted to cover a pair of ears, but unfortunately his hands were tied and he couldn't do so.

In desperation, she yelled in a frenzy, "I don't have any interest in the boring truth you're telling!" You really look like a perverted psychopath! …… Let me out! ”

The old voice laughed, like a owl, and in the empty room, it was even more poignant, and the laughter stopped. "Don't worry, Miss He, freedom is not free. You must understand that you will not be able to get out of it anyway until you tell me the truth about you. ”

I don't know if it's because of fear or despair, He Like silently lowered his head.

"Miss He, you might as well raise your head and look in the mirror, look at you, a white-collar worker in a foreign company, with a good salary, from head to toe, a successful appearance." The other continued, "Shining-Boots, isn't-It? (Shiny boots, aren't they?) ）”

Looking up, He Li only felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes peeping at him in the mirror, but when he searched the mirror, he only saw himself in horror, and the shiny leather boots on her feet did shine under the incandescent light.

After all, the senior white-collar workers who have been galloping in the mall for many years and have gone through the vicissitudes of life quickly overcame the panic with reason, and He Like said in a deep voice: "If you like it, I can give them to you." She also showed a calm demeanor when negotiating with people, no matter how nervous she was inside, she had to pretend to be calm on the outside, and it was best to make her conversation funny from time to time.

"No, no, no! Miss Ho, I like your boots, I like your legs more, and I like the way they look on your legs the most, that's how it is perfect. Saying a word of praise, the old voice seemed to be stained with the light of the beauty in the mirror, and it was invisibly a little more beautiful.

"Didn't you trap me here just to annoy me with some sweet words?" He Like said coldly, "Let's get straight to the point, who are you?" What do you want me to do? ”

"I'm the ghost in your heart, trying to find the real you behind the glitz."

A workaholic foreign executive will almost inevitably make enemies in the open and in the dark. The old voice woke up the ghost in her heart with a word - since Rong Gao was in charge for several years, there are countless people and countless grievances - Xiao Wang, who was dismissed only two minutes late, Kelly, who was so busy hitting the back of her head that she held her urine and held her urethritis, Xiao Min, who was transferred out just because she hit her "shoes" at the dance...... Everyone seems to have a good reason for the kidnapping of her, even the cleaners at the company building. He Like's ears couldn't help but ring the phrase "Fucking-Workaholic" that employees often criticize her behind her back. Once upon a time, in the face of those men's pleading eyes, exhausted faces, and dazed expressions, she could only gloat but shrug gracefully. What do I have to do with the disaster of the grassroots of the common people? The mediocre people are crushed and dying by cruel competition, and they deserve to be unlucky! The enviable nature of beauty and the prominence of her career made the innate human instinct for sympathy almost completely lost from her heart.

But at this moment, all the past, every fragment of memory flashed with a sharp and strange light, so bright that she had nowhere to hide, and the stabbing made her shudder.

The man with the old voice seemed to be able to see through her eyes the horrific look on the face of the person in the mirror, or even through the uneasy heart of the person in the mirror. "Miss He, tell me, what makes you beautiful and successful?"

The heart of the ghost becomes a demon, making people's souls scatter, He Li Ke is no longer narcissistic at this time, he is both beautiful and successful, so he was stunned and did not answer.

The old man's voice seemed to turn into a physical and mental demon, looking at her scattered soul, asking and answering herself, and at the same time seemed to answer for her: "Your beauty is based on the contrast of the ugliness of others, the more beautiful you are, the more people will be classified as ugly; And your success is based on the failures of others, and the more people who fail, the more your success will be highlighted. ”

He Li wanted to defend himself, but for a while, he was so flustered that he didn't know where to start, and his thoughts were in a mess. She suddenly realized that the expression on her face in the mirror was so unfamiliar.

The whole room was again enveloped by the old voice: "The sheep has been eaten, and the wolf's belly is full; The wolf is alive precisely because the sheep are constantly being eaten one by one; So the stronger the wolf, the more sheep are eaten. ”

He Like was still timid, although he felt that the other party was talking like an extreme vegetarian, and he was expressing strong dissatisfaction with this world of the jungle.

"Now," he continued, "Miss Ho, you ought to know who I am, right?" You should know what I'm looking for you for, right? ”

He Li shook his head helplessly, and finally spoke: "Maybe I have hurt you, but I swear that it was unintentional, I can apologize and make amends, if you are willing to accept it." ”

"Hahaha! Miss He, who is superior everywhere, has actually learned to think about others! But shouldn't you be doing something for yourself now? ”

He Li didn't understand what he meant for a while, and suddenly only listened to him and said: "Many people always like to wash away their sins with what they have obtained from their past sins, which is tantamount to using one new mistake after another to cover up their most primitive mistakes, and Miss He, you, are the same as them." ”

He Like was a little upset when she heard this, and asked loudly, "Then what do you want me to do?" ”

"Take off your ostentatious and beautiful coat, take off your crown of hypocritical success, and repent of your once sinful soul!" The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, and the old voice became more gloomy, and he commanded in a loud voice, "Kneel! ”

His sudden increase in volume echoed through the room like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. He Like's body was like an out-of-body soul, frozen in place.

"Get on your knees!" He roared and repeated his commands.

At the same time, He Li Ke felt that her two arms couldn't help but tremble violently, and the trembling spread all over her body in an instant, so that she screamed.

"Get on your knees!" The old voice reminded her body for the third time.

Before the words fell, He Like's muscles that had just stopped trembling for a few seconds began to spasm again, and her out-of-control laryngeal muscles and vocal cords let out a hysterical wail, she had never heard her mouth make such a sound in her life. Finally her legs went limp, and she fell to her knees involuntarily.

The old voice laughed and sighed, "I like the involuntary screams of women when they are electrocuted. How pleasing to the ear! How beautiful! It turned out that He Like's handcuffs were connected to a wireless power supply, which could release a powerful current under his remote control.

The electric shock stopped, but the muscles around his body were as numb as death, He Like gasped heavily, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and the reflexive closed eyelids just now pressed the tear ducts and overflowed with slightly viscous liquid, making the eyeshadow and mascara that had been beautiful on the face as dirty as graffiti. In a blink of an eye, she had gone from being a proud and noble queen on the street to a subservient slave in a prison cell. She finally learned the power of electricity, a terrifying force that could instantly destroy the body and break the soul.

"Ahh - Ahh - Ahh ......" He Like's mouth howled uncontrollably again.

"Kneel straight!" New orders were delivered.

In front of the current, her body was no longer dominated by He Like's own brain, but completely controlled by the voice of the old man, kneeling as straight as the trouser line of the BASICHOUSE pencil pants she wore on her lower body.

Obedience to orders was exchanged for the interruption of the current.

"Miss Ho, you now have thirty minutes to tell the truth that you need to repent of, or the current of punishment for sin will roast you. Remember, my words are the same as my voice, and I don't like to joke. Now, the timing begins! ”

The mindset of a workaholic, like a good horse that does not eat back grass, is courageous. He Like, who thinks he is rational and mature, has never been entangled in the troubles of the past, and everything is focused on tomorrow. Now that her mind is flying against time in trepidation, the feeling of rustiness makes her speechless for a while. It is always easy to remember the sins that others have inflicted on them, but it is easier to forget the wrongs they have committed against others.

"Miss He, there are still 29 minutes." The old voice reminded her.

The brutal electric shock and the ghostly sound are like rattles before feeding meat to dogs, like a classic conditioned reflex. The old voice sounded like electricity, causing her nerves, which were tense to break, to tremble with each word.

Although his thoughts were like a mess, considering that time was urgent, and the other party was only one of the many revenge seekers, He Li Ke still panicked and talked nonsense, from colleagues in the company to opponents in the workplace, from tireless deceit in business warfare to nitpicking in management,...... In the past, she would have rightly classified all this as an unquestionable law of human social survival, but at this moment, the distinction between good and evil in her mind was as elusive as the alternating process of alternating current. It seems that a short alternation of currents can take a person from one extreme to the other, and he has just believed that man will not be destroyed for his own sake, but after a short time, he preaches that anything contrary to altruism should be unforgivable. He Like, who is accustomed to listening to people's praise and compliments, was analyzed by his confession of one sin after another to the extent that the sins were so heinous that they were difficult to write.

There is a saying in Spanish: Repentance will be forgiven by the Lord. Even the basic principles of national law are frank and lenient. The old voice seemed to be moved by He Like's tearful confession, and turned into silent listening from beginning to end.

He Like's gushing tongue was harder than her kneeling straight. Looking at her embarrassed and extraordinary self in the mirror, she suddenly burst into tears and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" The old voice asked in a serious voice.

"Yes, I've hurt others, but why am I not a victim covered in bruises?"

The other party seemed speechless, and once again fell silent and listened.