"The old house is not well insulated, and my neighbor has a dog that barks every night."

In the dimly lit treatment room, No. 7 lowered his head and reminisced and narrated.

Those extreme emotions that had once surged back into his heart little by little, and the bloodshot in his eyes was gradually spreading, and his state became more and more unstable.

"Then one night, her dog ran out and I bumped into it in the neighborhood, and I dragged the dog into the grass and smashed its head bit by bit with a stone."

"After that, she bought another cat and barked every day."

"I took it out with ham sausages, took it home, tied it up and burned it with a flamethrower, and cut the belly little by little with a knife......"

"The neighbors finally stopped and didn't raise anything anymore."

"It wasn't until two years later that she gave birth to a child...... Hehe, it's so noisy! They're so noisy! It's no wonder to me! It's all because they're too noisy! ”

No. 7's expression was visibly hideous, and he gasped for breath and did not continue.

However, Dr. Luo didn't seem to be satisfied with this answer, so he lifted the frame of his glasses and asked, "What did you do later?" Don't be afraid, tell the truth, this is her fault first, besides, you are still sick, I believe that even God will forgive you! ”

Hearing this, No. 7 seemed to be encouraged, and looked at Dr. Luo with some excitement: "Really, doctor, is what you said true?" Do you really think I'm not wrong? ”

"Hehe, of course, you're a patient, you have this privilege." Dr. Locke's emphasis is rather strange, as it seems that he does not want to help No. 7 heal, but instead encourages him to make good use of his illness to remove some moral obstacles.

"I'm a patient, I'm privileged, I'm a patient......," No. 7 muttered, getting more and more excited, and told the doctor about his brutal murder of the neighbor's son.

At this time, his emotions had become quite unstable, his body trembled slightly, and his whole person was between extreme excitement and fear.

A doctor emerges from the darkness and slowly transforms into a woman covered in wounds.

She sat on the first stool on the right hand side of No. 7, carrying a dead dog in her arms, holding a dead child, and a charred dead cat on her shoulder.

stared at him with a face full of resentment.

But No. 7 was still immersed in his own memories as if he didn't notice it at all.

"And, one more thing."

"When I was very young, my father was an alcoholic, and every time he came back, he beat me and my mother."

"One time after he beat us, my mom didn't move, and my dad bought a lot of black plastic bags, and I heard him chop something in the kitchen, and soon after he went out with black plastic bags and came back empty-handed."

"After that, I never saw my mom again."

"I asked my father, and he told me that when a person dies, he should put it in a bag and throw it away, and leave it out of the way."

"I grew up with his beatings, and by the time I was 18 years old, I finally had enough of a drawer of black plastic bags."

"He was still very drunk that day......"

“……”

With No. 7's narration, another figure walked out, carrying black plastic bags and putting his head in the black plastic bag, and sat down on a chair.

On the opposite side of Dr. Luo's face, the smile was already so thick that it couldn't be more intense.

When the 7th stopped.

He was still asking, "What else?" Is that all? ”

No. 7's eyes were bloodshot at the moment, and his whole body was trembling.

Desperate and terrifying scenes flashed through his mind, like sharp thorns, piercing his heart fiercely, bringing strong secondary damage.

"I didn't ...... No, that's all, that's all. ”

No. 7 gasped and covered his head, looking like a madman: "I'm right, I'm wrong, I'm wrong...... They all deserve to die! ”

"Doctor, help me, I feel like their ghosts are haunting me, and they don't want to let me go!"

No. 7 looked helplessly at Dr. Locke.

Dr. Luo stood up at this time, walked towards the door, patted No. 7 on the shoulder as he passed by, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, as long as these things are said, I will naturally help you treat them." ”

"Your condition is not too serious, don't worry."

"Just stay here, I'll go get something."

As he spoke, he walked out of the treatment room and slammed the black iron door shut.

Standing outside the door, Dr. Luo flicked open the pocket watch in his hand, and the "ding" sound was very penetrating, and the No. 7 inside the door could be heard clearly.

"Treatment...... Begin. ”

Dr. Locke's voice fell.

Number 7 inside the door completely returns to normal from the hypnotic state.

And when he raised his head, he saw an unforgettable side of his life, the three memories of his greatest fear, standing in front of him alive at this moment!

The pain of memory condenses into reality.

Three pairs of resentful eyes, as if they wanted to peel themselves and cramp.

No. 7 finally couldn't suppress his fear anymore.

"Ah!!h

"Young man, give me back my life, give back my wife's life......"

"Kid, you killed my kid!!"

"Disobedient son, you should be damned!"

"Ahh......!!!hh

……

……

In the treatment room, the screams were higher than the other.

After about half a minute, the screaming stopped, and Dr. Luo turned his head, with an undisguised disdain and disappointment in his eyes: "Waste! ”

He cursed, opened the door and entered, glanced at each other with three colleagues, shook their heads at each other, and then dragged a bloody human body out, found a random department and threw it in.

A log book was then removed.

wrote above.

"Experiment Log Group 46, Round 78, Code 6A7807."

"Result: Failed."

"Not promoted, not a special curse."

"Severe damage, can be used as a death curse material......"

“……”

One by one, the records are complete.

Dr. Luo was just about to go to a place to file the record book, but when he came to the corridor outside, he heard the sound of the elevator stopping.

He subconsciously looked over and saw a man carrying a big black hammer appear at the elevator entrance.

The person who came was Jiang Chen.

He also saw Dr. Luo and walked up quite enthusiastically: "Hahaha, it's been a long time, old ......."

Saying that, he narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the other party's work cards before continuing: "Lao Luo! That's right, it's Lao Luo, I haven't seen you for so long, do you remember me? ”

The corners of Dr. Locke's mouth twitched.

You don't shy away from acting at all!

"Ghost +999!"

"We know each other?" Dr. Luo asked in a deep voice.

"Of course, have you forgotten, when I was in the Sixth Hospital, I admired you the most, I remember that there was a male patient who lost his daughter and had to die every day."

"In the end, it was Lao Luo, who sacrificed himself for others, and called a twenty-five-year-old young man dad every day, so that he stabilized his emotions, your character is really too noble, I remember that you would dance to him in a small skirt at that time."

"Alas, you're almost fifty years old, it's so embarrassing for you."

"The doctor is benevolent, admire!"

Jiang Chen came as soon as he opened his mouth, and casually fabricated a black history that did not exist for Dr. Luo.

caused the other party to listen to it, and they were stunned for a long time: "When have I ever called someone dad and danced in a small skirt?" ”

"Ghost +999!"

Jiang Chen didn't care about his doubts, because at this moment, he had already carried the Yin God Hammer and successfully came to a distance less than five steps away from the other party.

Within five steps, his hammer is accurate and fast!