"I remind you, you said go straight to that room, his name is Rayong, and we are looking for him."

Rayong? Hear this proposition. I feel a little familiar, these two words are stimulated, I straighten some brain cells and measure the leap up, I have a straight appearance in my mind, slowly straightened, originally printed on his body straight "Zhou Bing" The word "Zhou Bing" gradually blurred, but the word "Rayong" is clear.

That's right, his name is Rayong!

In order to make sure that I have a straight memory, I confirmed with the police whether Rayong was thrown off to our class because he didn't graduate normally because he didn't graduate too much. Clamp the blood.

"Huh. You can remember these things clearly. He replied to me. This also proves that except for one piece who thinks that I am Wang Ze and Luo Yong is Zhou Bing, my other direct memories are completely normal.

Ten minutes later, I was taken to a hospital ambulance, and the two police officers were still in the same company. Because I have always been very cooperative with them, and I have not shown any direct rebellion, they have not embarrassed me much. On the way to the hospital, they chatted with me.

From the conversation, I learned that Officer Yang's name is Yang Hao, and he is the direct deputy director of our campus police station, and the young policeman is called Liu Jin, who only graduated from the police academy last year and was admitted here to become a police officer. Of course, I wouldn't be stupid enough to dispel Ann's suspicions for them to fart so quickly, they hummed me and said this, just to make me relax. In this way, the test results can be accurate. In fact, I want the results to be accurate more than them, if I am really diagnosed as mentally ill by the doctor, then I can't wash the fart even if I jump into the Yellow River.

When I arrived at the hospital, they took me upstairs to a consultation room, and there was a straight old man in his sixties sitting in the room, looking at us with a smile, it should be Yang Hao They contacted him in advance. Originally, Yang Hao and the others were going to stay in the room straight, the old man asked them to go out, saying that their presence would affect my straight mentality, Yang Hao was a little uneasy, handcuffed and ready to handcuff me to the chair, the old man glared at him, and said that this is still a fart, Yang Hao's face brushed the ground with a fart, I want to laugh. Hurriedly reassuring him, I will not try to run away.

After Yang Hao and the others went out, the old man began to ask me some questions, these questions related to my straight social relationships, growth resume, etc., these questions were originally normal and straight, so I answered them easily. The old man didn't ask me what my name was, which made me secretly happy and a little puzzled.

The conversation lasted for more than an hour, and Yang Hao couldn't help but knock on the door several times when he was afraid of Ren, but he was scolded by the old man and went back. After the conversation, the old man took me out of the room, and Yang Hao hurriedly asked what the result was. The old man said there was nothing wrong with me, my brain was normal.

Yang Hao listened to the piece, a little unwilling, the old man gave me a case MRI test, the old man glanced at him, and said that he would not diagnose the wrong one, but he asked the old man to make a bill with a dead face, and said that this involved a very large case, and it must be figured out, whether there is any one left, no one can be responsible.

The old man snorted heavily in his nose, and turned back to the clinic. After a while, he came out and took a list to Yang Hao and said: "There are a lot of people in line, you can check it at ten o'clock in the evening, go and wait by yourself!" After that, he closed the door.

I waited until half past ten in the evening before it was my turn. Entering the testing room, the doctor asked me to lie on the platform, the whole body relaxed, my eyes closed naturally, I felt that my straight body was slowly sent into the piece testing instrument, the doctor's straight words came again, he told me that the test should last for half an hour, if I feel sleepy, don't bear it, I want to sleep.

The doctor's direct words were like sleeping pills, and when he said this, I really felt a little embarrassed. Because my eyes were closed, I couldn't see the outside straight, I could only feel the black pieces coming down, and when I straightened up and entered the instrument thoroughly, the farts in front of me were pitch black.

After a while, there was a faint redness in front of me, it was not red, it was dark red, it should be between black and red, at that time I thought it was the instrument emitting a straight infrared meridian light or something straight, and I didn't care. After a while, I saw a straight red filament appear in the darkness, like a huge straight web, floating from far and near.

The bottom of the net is connected to the ground, but it seems to have no boundaries when you look up. I tried to move the piece, but I found that my hands and feet were controlled and I couldn't move. The fart floated in front of me like this, and a smell of blood came to my nose, it turned out to be a blood net, and it was still dripping with dark red blood.

The blood web didn't stop, it continued to float forward, sticking directly to my straight face, and I felt a warm straight liquid flowing on my face, sticky and straight. Slowly straightened, my whole face was covered with the blood, and some blood flowed down my cheeks to the corners of my mouth, and even though I closed my lips, they still seeped in, and my mouth was filled with salty taste.

There was more and more blood, and when I got to the back of the piece, my whole body was wrapped in this blood net, but the warm feeling disappeared, and my straight face was cold. I wondered if the fart should have coagulated since the blood was cold, but the liquid on my face didn't go away.

I wanted to know exactly how this was going to work, and I tried again, and I still couldn't move my hands and feet. At this time, I vaguely remembered that I seemed to be being tested by a direct instrument from the hospital, so I should be dreaming now.

Thinking about it this way, I have a foundation in my heart, since I know that it is a dream, as long as I want to wake up, the fart must be straight, I concentrate, try to open my eyes, after some effort, I finally succeeded. The moment I opened my eyes, the straightened fart disappeared, and it was still dark all around, and I still maintained a straight position, and I breathed a long sigh of relief—it was indeed a dream.

At this time, a drop of cold straight liquid fell onto my straight face, followed by a second drop, a third drop...... As more and more straight liquid dripped on my face, I smelled a smell of blood, it was straight, just like in my dreams.

I couldn't believe it, and shook my head desperately, telling myself that this was just the nightmare that had caused me to hallucinate, but when the salty and astringent taste entered my straight mouth, I finally couldn't help but cry out in horror: "Let me out!" What a rotten instrument this is! ”

As I screamed, my whole body writhed, and with this twist, I found myself moving with my hands and feet, and I sat up with my hands on both sides. When I sat up, there was no liquid dripping from my fart, only the straight liquid that had been dripping on my face was flowing down my cheeks. I felt itchy and uncomfortable, so I had to reach out and wipe it.

It was pitch black and quiet, and my eyes and ears couldn't do anything, so I felt around with both hands to figure out what I was in. The left and right sides were empty, and my right hand slowly stretched forward, and I came across something twenty centimeters in front of me, and I immediately received it.

After the right hand was withdrawn, nothing unusual happened, after a while, I fixed the piece, and the left and right hands stretched forward together, this time, I touched the piece with both hands at the same time, it was smooth and straight, and the shape seemed to be round......

I was nervous and scared, but the other directions were empty, and there was only such a rope in front of me, so I could only dare to grope for it. When the straight outline of this thing gradually became clear in my mind, my straight hands were already shaking, this, this was a straight human head stained with blood, as this thought came to me, I finally retracted my hand in fright, and gasped for breath.

After a period of fumbling just now, I also found a piece of Ren, the bottom of the person's head is empty, and there are things attached to it. I can't help but guess that the man's head is upside down and straight, and it means that now on the ceiling above my head, there is a man hanging from the ceiling, and he is tied up, and his head is down......

Thinking about it, I felt that my straight heart was about to be unable to bear the piece, but at this time, I felt a viscous liquid flowing on my face again. I stretched out my hand and touched it, and sure enough, it was blood, and it turned out that I was stunned, and blood began to drip down on it.

At this time, I suddenly realized that when I was lying down just now, there was blood dripping, and when I sat up, the feeling of the fart disappeared, and now I am still sitting upright, but my head is dripping blood again, which means that the blood is straight and straight. I remembered that when I touched the head of the man in front of me with my hand, he was covered in sticky straight blood, and it seemed that he was moving above my head, and the straight blood on my face was dripping straight from his head. I mean, he's right above me right now...... R832