"Ah, well, don't worry, I'm already a little eyebrow-raising."

Song Lan answered through the door and rushed inside.

Although he didn't know who the other party thought of him, and he didn't know what he had entrusted to, it didn't affect him from saying so.

This time, however, he played against his opponent.

After receiving the answer, the voice inside was silent for a while, and then there was a noise behind him, he turned his head to look, and found that the wall he had smashed had resealed the entrance, completely blocking him in this space, and then, the door in front of the door was opened, an oil lamp on the table was lit, and Song Lan finally saw the appearance of the speaker.

A white skeleton sitting in an interrogation chair.

It seems that the white bones have been subjected to inhuman abuse before his death, and after the flesh is corrupted, the broken part of the rib can be clearly seen, the lower leg of the right leg is missing, and a few phalanges are separated from the palm of the hand and scattered on the interrogation table.

"You're the second person to find this place."

The voice seemed to come from the white bones' body, and the black hole seemed to be looking at him, "Only those who are smart and brave enough can find this place."

"Is there a reward for that?"

Song Lan bypassed the white bones on the ground and calmly walked into the interrogation room.

His reaction was beyond the expectations of the white bones, who was silent for a long time before asking, "What reward do you want?"

"I want to know what you're doing in this place."

"I'm working on a great study that explains the nature of human existence, and before I explain that, I would like to ask you a question, do you believe that the human soul can exist beyond the physical body?"

Hearing this question, Song Lan immediately thought of the identity of the other party.

Only the most ardent researchers would ask these questions, and the inn was once the company's secret agency for psionic research.

He pretended not to understand what the other party meant, and asked in a puzzled tone, "Are you trying to say that even though you are dead, your soul still exists?" Is this your corpse?"

"No, of course not, he is one of my most important subjects, and it is because of his presence that I understand the mysteries of the soul and the body."

Speaking of the tortured white bones on the interrogation chair, the pride in his voice spontaneously appeared, as if he was discussing the masterpiece completed by him, but then, he showed Song Lan an unconcealable contempt and arrogance, "But looking at your appearance, you definitely can't understand this, if you want to understand this great cause, you must first understand the concept of a psychic person."

"Psychics? I just know a little bit."

"You know?"

"My grandfather always mentioned psionic beings, and he said that a colleague of our family's cousin who was the granddaughter's granddaughter next door knew a psychic person, and he was so powerful that ten street thugs were no match for him!"

Speaking of this, Song Lan's tone also revealed pride, which appropriately deduced the ignorance of a person when discussing topics that he was not familiar with.

As a player who surfs the web a lot, it wasn't difficult for him to imitate a keyboard warrior at all.

His ignorance seemed to let the voice let his guard down, and the voice added, "She used to be a psychic and caused us a lot of trouble, and it took us a lot of effort to catch her."

Then, the voice told a story from the past.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Song Lan quickly guessed the true identity of this white bone - Dream Thief.

In this interrogation room, the Nightmare is subjected to inhuman abuse, but in the narrator's opinion, this is to validate this great research.

In extreme emotion, the researchers succeeded in extracting the Nightmare's consciousness, which was attached to the object and even perpetuated her abilities.

It was a distracting ability to communicate with people through dreams, and it was she who used it to evade guards and surveillance, secretly communicating to her subjects how to escape.

But due to time constraints, as well

The technical problems of the first study caused the subject to collapse mentally and physically, and the remaining consciousness was divided into countless pieces, and after losing the ability to think, she could only repeat what she had done during her lifetime.

Helping people evade inspections and guiding them to flee has been a fragmented consciousness that has been carried on by the remnants of the institution for decades since it was abolished.

The identity plates are the people she has helped and those she hasn't had time to help.

Speaking of excitement, a twisted figure emerged behind the bones, with a fervent smile on his face and an unconcealed resentment.

Because at the end of the story, the council abolished the local institutions, and when he wanted to continue to complete this great research, someone assassinated him, and in the near death, he tried his best to leave his soul behind.

"So she had to die."

After complaining about how short-sighted and ignorant the assassins were, the figure turned his gaze to the corpse in the doorway, and even after decades, there was still such an irritating nuisance.

didn't even need Song Lan to ask, the other party chattered about the whole process of his killing of Kate.

Song Lan soon learns that the reason why Kate was attacked and fell to the ground was because there was another accomplice in this case - the innkeeper.

In fact, the owner discovered the interrogation room when the inn was first established, which is why he collected the "brooches" and distributed them.

He's always been looking for a good object to possess for the figure.

According to the figure, if he can transcend the limitations of objects, possess people's bodies and occupy the consciousness of the other party, it means that he will completely break the boundary between life and death, and can exist forever, and the bargaining chip he promised to the innkeeper is eternal life.

A knocking sound on the wall interrupted the figure's speech.

Someone else has found this place.

At the other end of the wall, there was also the call of the big radish head and the others, who seemed to have heard the sound made by Song Lan when he broke the wall upstairs, and followed the sound and traces all the way to find here.

And at the same time, the figure also took action.

A row of levitating sharp knives blocked Song Lan's retreat, and everything in the entire room that could be called a weapon was aimed at him under the manipulation of the figure.

"Perhaps I would like to thank the assassins, without whom I would not have realized the power of my soul."

It is a supernatural force that cannot be explained by science and common sense, and under the control of its power, the murder weapons in the room hover as if they had been given life.

He wasn't afraid of someone coming here, because for trespassers, there would only be two endings.

"You seem to be a wise man, so I will promise you eternal life."

The sound of smashing the wall became stronger and stronger, and the shouts of the big radish head and others passed through the cracks in the wall and entered here.

"Can you really live forever?"

Song Lan's heart-warming expression made the figure very satisfied.

These ignorant people may not be able to understand the great significance of this research, but when it comes to eternal life, wealth, or power, each of them will rush to it.

The figure replied in the affirmative, "Of course."

"I'm in!"

Song Lan was overjoyed, he nodded hurriedly, "I'll find a way to get you out of here!"

Just as the figure was rejoicing that he had found a new slave, a fire axe that cracked in his face took over his sight and brought his mind to a standstill, the axe that was supposed to pass through his body, but at this moment it literally cracked on his head.

He didn't feel the pain, but instead his thoughts were interrupted, making him feel as if time had stopped at this moment, he could no longer concentrate, and his converging consciousness gradually collapsed.

In addition to this, there is fear.

He didn't know why the fire axe in the other party's hand could touch him, and he didn't understand what the surging black and purple energy was.

"You ......"

The figure tried his best, but could only squeeze out one word.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help you."

Song Lan easily pulled out the fire axe, and before the figure could make any sound, the second axe slashed head-on at the opponent's neck.

He saw the figure open its mouth, as if trying to stop the part that was splitting and peeling.

However, everything he did was in vain, and the "wounds" on his body quickly spread throughout his body, causing his body to fall apart at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As for Song Lan, he was very serious about helping the figure think of a way to get out of here.

"Listen, here's our plan."

The third axe came down, "You go to Hell first, find someone named Chai Ke, and he will find a way to help you get out of there."