Fantastic

"Dream? If you have a lot of dreams, shouldn't you go to an old Chinese doctor or something? What's going on here?"

Tai Jitong muttered softly beside him, not wanting to understand.

Or maybe the doctor understands more or less, so he just asked?

He looked in Bu Chu's direction, but found that Bu Chu was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became a little ugly.

"...He had a weird dream? Did you say what it was?"

"cocoon."

Doctor Zhang's voice was emotionless, and for some reason it sounded a little creepy.

"The cocoon that is about to hatch, the cocoon that is gradually forming, the alien that wants to invade, and..."

"A man in a cocoon."

Tai Jitong was listening in a daze. He felt that he knew these words separately, but together they were like heavenly scriptures. He didn't understand at all.

Bu Chumu is dead.

In fact, he is also in a state where he seems to understand and doesn't seem to understand. If he thinks about it carefully, the information can actually be matched. Now that the two are connected together, he doesn't seem too surprised.

It's the same one who messed with him the whole day.

It's one, not two, from start to finish.

Gan, he didn't even know whether he should be grateful or not.

"Does Li Mu want to cure a disease or do he want to do something?"

"He didn't want to be cured," Dr. Zhang said, "His disease can't be cured."

Can it be cured?

If it can't be cured, let Li Mu run out? ?Didn't you say that you were discharged from the hospital after you recovered?

"What's wrong with him?"

It sounded like some incurable disease, but Bu Chu listened to Dr. Zhang's speech, but felt that what he said did not refer to the sensory disorder.

If Li Mu didn't say that he was suffering from a sensory impairment, in his daily life he really behaved no differently from a normal person.

In this case, he didn't respond to the miserable corpse, and even his attitude was indifferent. It's not good to judge whether the reason is because of his disease of sensory impairment.

"Li Mu is not sick."

Doctor Zhang opened his mouth, saying words that contradicted his last sentence.

But before Bu Chu could speak, he continued to speak. His flat voice echoed in the consulting room, and even the sunlight that shone in seemed to lose its tone and become pale, adding a bit of gloom.

"Li Mu died a long time ago. He died at the age of 13, and died in that car accident with his parents."

"What survived, or what survived with the help of Li Mu's body, no one knows."

"The cocoon is about to break, because there are people outside who are obsessed with it, so it is struggling and will come out soon."

Bu Chu stood up abruptly, the chair rubbed against the ground due to his movements, making a harsh sound, which made Dr. Zhang startled for a moment, then looked at them, and asked gently: "Are you the next patient?" ? What's the matter?"

Before 10 minutes had passed, the hypnotic state was broken.

Bu Chu had no intention of leaving, so he took out the pendant without hesitation, and the expression on Dr. Zhang's face disappeared again.

He should have noticed that when he asked about the content of the dream, ordinary doctors would not say a series of inexplicable things, because it was incomprehensible, so it was normal to show confusion.

Afterwards, it became more obvious that Li Mu had died a long time ago, and there was something obviously wrong with the cocoon.

What's going on here, did you become a different person after being hypnotized, or is it simply that something else possessed Dr. Zhang and spoke for him? ?

Bu Chu pursed his lips.

He hypnotized Dr. Zhang again and didn't ask this, and he didn't know how to ask.It doesn't matter, they are all irrelevant things, as long as you can give him the key information to pass the level, it is better to say that this is better, this kind of "hot" information is worse than asking three questions.

He asked Dr. Zhang, who was under hypnosis, to find out all the relevant materials of Li Mu's hospitalization, including medical records and surveillance videos. After copying them, he asked Dr. Zhang one last question.

"What is 'cocoon'?"

The frequency of this word appearing too high, combined with the ones seen in the dream, Bu Chu has reason to believe that this is the key word of this dungeon.

"'Cocoon' is..."

Doctor Zhang was talking, but he didn't finish his sentence.

The blood that suddenly surged from his throat forcibly interrupted his words, but there was no pain on his face, and even because he was still in a hypnotic state, he "stubbornly" wanted to answer Bu Chu's question. question.

"'Cocoon' is...is..."

While he was trying to speak, blood flowed out of his mouth, like a faucet that couldn't be turned off, staining the medical records on the table in front of him and the white coat, which was extremely glaring.

Bu Chu saw a thin red line emerging from the man's throat, and then the red line gradually became thicker and cracked, forming a hole, and he could clearly see the inside.

The next moment, something crawled out of it.

That is a butterfly.

The flowers and colors are very mixed, in fact, it is not good-looking. It crawled out of the flesh and blood, but it turned into a clean look with a flick of its wings.

When it flew up and separated from the man's body, the man finally couldn't make a sound, no sound.

When Bu Chu saw the butterfly flying over, he immediately raised his hand to block in front of him, and was about to back away, thinking that this ghost thing came out like that, and it would not be good if it got on it, but the butterfly moved lightly and flew very fast. Realizing that it turned around him, and then stopped on his finger, the wings retracted slightly.

It seems to regard it as a flower that lures itself to stop, or it just wants to rest, or maybe, it simply likes this human being, so it chooses to stop on his finger, like an ordinary, inexhaustible Butterfly.

Bu Chu's retreating steps stopped abruptly.

It wasn't that he was afraid that his actions would make the butterfly fly up again. He was initially taken aback by this sudden change, but now that the butterfly landed on his hand, he calmed down strangely.

He won't die anyway.

On this basis, he stared straight at the butterfly, trying to see something different, but no matter how he looked at it, it was just an ordinary butterfly.

However, he knew that this could never be an ordinary butterfly.

Bu Chu's hand turned slightly, the butterfly flew up a little, and then naturally landed in his palm again, which gave him a feeling that if he left like this, the butterfly would most likely die Follow him back.

It is harmless.

At least for him.

Even if it just emerged from the corpse covered in blood.

Bu Chu looked at it for a while, Tai Jitong beside him was startled and his eyes widened. Just as he was about to speak, Bu Chu suddenly squeezed the palm of his hand, crushing the butterfly to death in his palm, and then walked towards One side of the sink, hand sanitizer.

Without hesitation, without hesitation.

Tai Jitong's eyes widened even wider than before, and he froze in place.

Seeing that Bu Chu went up to check Dr. Zhang's body, he finally recovered his voice.

"You, this... Brother Chu, you..."

"What?" Bu Chu gave him a strange look, with a look of indifference, and said without waiting for him to speak again: "Trouble, you can't just leave like this."

Dr. Zhang's death here will definitely attract the police, so the two of them who meet last will undoubtedly become suspects.

Bu Chu got all kinds of information about Li Mu's previous hospitalization, and there are many things to do in the future, and he doesn't want to be involved in these troubles at all.

So he said to fellow Tai Ji: "I'm going to get ready to act."

A trip to the police station is a must.

Before Tai Jitong could react, Bu Chu used the pendant to hypnotize the nurse outside the clinic.

There was no one in the corridor, only this nurse. He used hypnosis to manipulate the nurse's memory, saying that Dr. Zhang asked her to take them to pay the bill.

And when they came back, Dr. Zhang was already out of breath.

The police arrived soon, and it was Officer Qi who came. He paused when he saw two familiar faces, Bu Chu and Tai Jitong, and then stepped forward to understand the situation.

Obviously, in their eyes, this was another very weird case. Dr. Zhang had just died, and Bu Chu and Tai Jitong were indeed the most suspected, but they couldn't find a motive for the murder and there was a nurse's confession. It has nothing to do with them, they are just unlucky innocent college students who got involved.

Officer Qi looked at Bu Chu and asked, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

"I can't sleep well at night, come here to prescribe some medicine."

Bu Chu had already prepared, and he still had a box of sleeping pills in his hand.

"Can't the school doctor's office of your school treat this kind of ailment?"

"I can't sleep and I have headaches from time to time, and I'm not in a good mood recently. I think the examination here may be more professional."

Bu Chu's answer was watertight. It's his freedom to go to see a doctor where he likes. It's really hard for Officer Qi to say anything. He could only release him after finishing the transcript with an ugly face, and began to start the follow-up work.

Of course, they can't get any good results. There are two evil cases in a row. Yesterday it was a study room in the library, and today it is a mental hospital. No matter how urgent they are, they can't help it.

They even discovered that these two cases did not match the characteristics of the previous serial murders, and suspected that the perpetrator was someone else, and the pressure was even greater for a while.

Bu Chu didn't care how much hair they would lose. When he was in the police station, he suddenly remembered something and asked Tai Jitong, "By the way, do you have any news about Min Yangcheng?"

He said without saying a word before that he wanted to act alone, but now two or three days have passed, and he almost forgot about this person.And Min Yangcheng's strangeness has always been in his heart, but he has no chance to find out.

Strictly speaking, he only met Min Yangcheng once in the previous dungeon, and Tai Jitong should have a better deal with Min Yang, so he thinks that Tai Jitong might have news about Min Yangcheng.

Tai Jitong paused, hesitantly said: "Then what, Brother Chu, he..."

"He's out of the game."

"Quitting the game?" Bu Chu was surprised, he really didn't expect it.

"Did he commit suicide?"

This statement is not to be eliminated by being killed, but to take the initiative to commit suicide in order to quit the game.

"Why so suddenly? Why?"

"I don't know either," Tai Jitong also looked puzzled, "Go out and ask him after I've finished this book."

Bu Chu: "OK."

He always felt that Min Yangcheng would quit the game, probably because of his abnormality.

But since the other party has quit the game, there is no need to delve into it now, let's talk about it after clearing the dungeon.

Just as Bu Chu was thinking, he suddenly felt his phone vibrate. He took it out and saw that it was a message from Li Mu.

[Are you at the police station? ]

After a pause, Bu Chu subconsciously raised his head and looked around, almost thinking that Li Mu was nearby, or that he had placed eyeliner around him, so he was able to learn about his situation so quickly.

[……How did you know? ]

[I was told. ]

However, Li Mu did not explain who this "person" was planning, and sent another message.

[Why did you enter the police station? ]

[It must be because I was involved in the case and had to cooperate with the investigation, and I didn't like it. ]

Li Mu: [Then do you like flowers? ]

? ?

Bu Chu frowned, but didn't understand.

How is the logic of the upper and lower sentences connected?Or is this a blunt change of subject?

Just as he was about to reply, his typing hand suddenly stopped.

...Maybe he was thinking too much.

But this idea just came up suddenly, lingering in his mind, and couldn't get rid of it.

'Then do you like flowers? '

'—If you don't like butterflies, do you like flowers? '