"Last question, have you seen any strangers come in or out of here lately? Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Numbly asked this question for the seventy-fifth time today, Officer Walker just wanted to greet the damn boss and the women of the family, who had recently not only asked them to work overtime to step up patrols, but also made this time-wasting investigation.

If it weren't for the police pistol on his waist, which meant legal killing, Officer Walker might have knocked over and stripped naked when he knocked on the door of a house in this slum, hoping that such a stupid inquiry would find some serial murderer, and Walker just thought that the person who came up with the idea was stupid, like the beer-bellied slacker he was questioning in front of him.

"Strangers, except for a few new bitches on the corner, it should be gone. Even when answering the policeman's questions, he still looked absent-minded, his sluggish eyes, the smell of alcohol and smoke mixed into a disgusting tone, and looking at this house almost everywhere, Walker didn't want to stay here for even a second.

Therefore, after taking the last note, Officer Walker immediately turned around and left, moving towards the seventy-sixth subject of today's questioning, successfully avoiding the doom of being killed.

Closing the door and locking the rudimentary safety bolt, Chu Cai put down the short blade hidden in his sleeve, and then walked back to the slightly cleaned up bedroom with a frown, letting the garbage continue to ferment.

Taking off his bloated disguise and leaning on the corner of the bed, Chu looked at the photos and newspapers plastered on the wall, and began to think: there are more and more puzzles.

After the first party kill, he thought the book was the cause of his anomaly, so he planned a second party kill to test it out.

In addition to testing the effect of the book's feedback on himself, it is also testing what exactly stimulates the book, his own perceptual thoughts, a particular fear of the person being killed, the way of killing, the identity of the person being killed, the intensity of the individual killed, and so on.

The end result: more and more puzzles.

Letting go of the killing of the perceptual mind and letting that killing pleasure arise is indeed the key to stimulating the book, when he completely calms down and suppresses the thrill of the pleasure, the people he kills cannot affect the book, whether it is the greenhouse flowers who have no power to resist or the bodyguards who have a combat strength of five, or the big fish with a combat strength of seven.

From this point of view, if you want to stimulate that book in the future, in terms of efficiency, it is better to slaughter the weak who have no power to fight back, but it is a bit boring.

It's just that, after further stimulating the book, the feedback on him made him begin to doubt life.

At this moment, these photos and newspapers nailed to the wall are the details he has collected about New York City, such as the secret meeting between a big man and another big man, such as a black casino hidden in an apartment building, such as a small black drug dealer being shot dead by the police on the street, such as a gang leader accused of organizing underage girls** won the case......

It was not the first time Chu had seen these things, but it was the first time he had a subjective evaluation: criminal capitalism.

No, it's not a subjective evaluation of these, it's more like a memory that has been associated with similar evaluations before. And the problem is here, using the word "like", that is, Chu is very sure that he has not made this kind of evaluation, and he is also very sure that he has not lost his memory.

If that's the case, it might have been a delusion, but there's more to the strange things going on in his brain.

The figure of a little girl came to his mind, it was a little girl who belonged to the same yellow race as he was, the difference was that she was not as lucky as him, she had a fairly rich and stable family, malnourished, thinly dressed and dirty, with no bruised nose and swollen face but obvious signs of beatings, and holding half a dozen beers in the winter that was definitely not something she could drink at her age.

Those factors that were enough to make some people who were overflowing with love put aside racial discrimination for a while, and the slightest mention of pity was not the reason why Chu remembered her, what he cared about was that the moment he accidentally saw the little girl, the shadows on the surface of the book rolled more violently, and some images appeared in his mind.

Stealing, getting beaten, crying, being stolen, killing, robbing, killing again, dealing with the villains...... Until the picture freezes, a figure holding two guns, blooming in a rain of bullets and blood flowers.

No, it's a memory, like his "sinful capitalism," a fragment of memory that has been linked.

Fragmentary thoughts surged through Chu's mind like a waterfall, looking for possible explanations, one speculation after another was raised, and they were overturned until—

That makes sense!

If the memory is true, then he had a period of anti-capitalist thinking, most likely a communist education, and he knew the girl or woman named Levi in his memory, and knew her childhood;

At the same time, it also explains his untrained, almost instinctive method of killing, and furthermore, it also explains why he is as indifferent to his parents, relatives and friends, and even this society as if he is separated by a veil, and he does not even identify with the names given by his parents.

"Chu", perhaps in that forgotten memory, his surname or first name.

However, new questions arise: where did he have such a forgotten life and memory, how did he relate it to this book, and how did this changed book give him a very bad feeling......

Staring at the new obscure patterns on the page, he intuitively felt that it should be some kind of text, the [sacrifice] around the center, but he couldn't be sure of anything until there were more changes.

Shaking his head, putting the useless conjectures out of his mind, Chu decided to look for the sure clue: the girl, maybe she could make the brain give more associated memories.

"Until then, it's time to come up with a name. "Putting aside the identity of the vest that has been exchanged for each other, he needs a universal social symbol after all," Chu said. trueman, Chu Man, sounds good, ha......"

Chu Man, who did not know the onset of bad taste, was so happily settled as his name before retrieving his complete memory.

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And in another place, someone also gave him a name: Thousand Faces.

"Survivors' confessions unanimously determined that there was only one murderer who entered the party and committed the murder as the deceased 'Jimmy Morgan'. "Due to the seriousness of the case, the New York Police Department and the FBI were forced to unite, and FBI agent Anderson stood on the stage as a narrator in front of the eyes of hundreds of people," and Jennifer, one of the survivors, confessed that she recognized the murderer when she was in close contact with the murderer, but the murderer did not kill her. ”

A black human head silhouette with a question mark replaces the various relationships between the characters in front of it, completely occupying the entire projection screen, "And on the body of the deceased 'Jimmy Morgan', the medical examiner found a smiling face painted in blood, and we can basically be sure that the murderer is provoking the police." ”

"According to this is a very dangerous homicidal maniac, and based on these two cases, the murderer clearly tends to hunt young people of more social status, he is proficient in make-up and disguise, and is very confident, but also good at shooting firearms, setting traps, and being thoughtful, 'Thousand Faces' will be our code name until we determine his true identity......"