Chapter 91 I Played Myself?
The person who has always existed in the story but has no face revealed, tell me directly now that this person does not exist!
This is very terrifying!
So who is this person? Is it a ghost?
The psychologist in the security guard's mouth, the owner of the empty house, the name registered in the property information, and the living person whose neighbors cannot remember their appearance... How do you explain these?
All information is tampered with? False?
So who created this false name and replaced this person in action in reality, and what is the purpose of?
"This is a fictional pseudonym, so who is the real person hidden behind this pseudonym?"
"What is the purpose behind his actions?"
"What did the murderer who killed Lao Sun go in for a non-existent person? Really, he just had a meal and changed the gas?"
There were too many doubts in my mind, and there was no way to explain it. This was definitely the most bizarre case they had seen since the police. Brain cells and shed hair were necrotic in pieces.
After a while!
Quietness is broken!
"If Chen Zhuo is a fake name, who is playing him?"
It was Deng Bin muttering to himself.
Well,
This question is probably not required to be answered.
The people in the police car looked at each other, and the same name appeared in their hearts in a very tacit way!!!
In Xue Fei's pocket on the side of his butt, a glass bead was squeezed and leaked out, lying quietly on the seat...
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Inside a taxi with lightning speed.
Chen Chao held the glasses frame, his face looked as gloomy as if he had eaten fly shit. It was so big that the shit was pressed on his face again.
The quiet and weird atmosphere in the police car was broadcast live in his mind. They didn't need a window, so Chen Chao gritted his teeth and said his name in a frustration.
"Chen Chao!"
"Is it me who plays Chen Zhuo?"
Chen Chao was seriously thinking about this possibility. Perhaps a memory missing in his mind was doing this?
If so,
"Then I wrote the contents of this diary myself, and then I accidentally returned to myself and showed it to myself!"
Chen Chao felt that there was no such possibility at all, and he analyzed it from a rational and objective perspective.
If a person has problems with the memory in his mind, it is possible no matter what he has done!
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Chen Chao was frightened by the thoughts that came to his mind, "Am I really just an ordinary novelist? Am I really a good law-abiding citizen? Am I really what I think I am?"
Thinking about it carefully is extremely scary!
Chen Chao was a little less sure!
"I may need to do some brain tests or mental tests!"
Chen Chao was in tears. He finally upgraded from simply writing novels to turning his life into a suspense thriller drama!
"If this is true, then my inexplicable sense of familiarity can be explained, because this diary records myself."
"The reason why Zhang Shouli in the diary asked Chen Zhuo's name was not that Zhang Shouli had a problem, but because I had a problem with my identity!"
"I once played two roles in life alone, one is the novelist Chen Chao and the other is the psychologist Chen Zhuo?"
"So, the memory that I am missing in my mind is about playing Chen Zhuo?"
"Is I a schizophrenia?"
Chen Chao's face turned pale and was shocked by his own imagination. The biggest fear in life was not facing death, but living for 27 years. Suddenly, he realized that I might never know myself!
When a person is alive, he wears a mask on his face. After wearing it for a long time, he becomes a skinny and cannot be taken off!
Chen Chao's throat was dry, and this possible truth made him feel like he fell into an ice cave.
"It turns out that the tool guys in the custody office don't need to act as perverts at all, because I am probably an unknown pervert myself!!!"
Chen Chao stroked the diary, read it again, and reviewed it word by word, and suddenly felt that the style of the text in the diary was exactly the same as the style of his writing novels.
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"So, what those policemen actually guessed by chance is the truth?"
Chen Chao felt like he was going crazy.
"If Chen Chao is really me, that is, I might write the diary myself, and the photos might be cut off by myself, but!!"
Chen Chao thought carefully and deeply. He was unwilling to admit that he was such a pervert. He needed to find unexplained contradictions.
"Who is the murderer who killed Lao Sun?"
"There is no one living in that self-built house. What's he doing when he stays in the house?"
"He knows my past, or, he knows the other side of me that I am unknown?"
"Did he want to remind me of everything in this way, or does he have other purposes?"
"Who will he be?"
"If he knew me so well, he knew better than myself, he wouldn't have to spend a lot of effort. He could just appear in front of me directly. Why bother to save his life?"
Chen Chao couldn't understand this question. He felt that the truth seemed to be emerging, but it seemed to be sinking deeper.
"There is another most unexplainable question, which is Lao Sun's phone number!"
Chen Chao didn't pay attention before, but now he thinks that the phone call is very bizarre.
"The last call was not called by Lao Sun, but by Chen Zhuo's people!"
"I was a little missing from the memory a few months ago, but I was very clear from the memory a week ago. I didn't call this phone!"
"Who is it?"
"And at that time, the murderer obviously knew that such a phone would be called, so he could accurately appear at the ventilation station at that time and kill Lao Sun!"
"What is the purpose of this link?"
"Why do you have to deliberately create such a phone call?"
"In this continuous incident, this link seems redundant and there is no need to do so!"
"Old Sun is a completely innocent person, and it is not necessary at all. Even without this link, things can still develop to this current situation!"
Chen Chao carefully calculated in his mind and found that the murder case seemed to be completely unnecessary, like a story scene that was forcibly added.
"This is impossible!"
"This is not writing a novel, nor is it in a water plot. In reality, it is impossible for someone to add a plot boringly with his life!"
"This seems to be a redundant link must have a deeper meaning!"
Chen Chao felt that the whole story seemed to have been carefully arranged and designed, with one link after another without any extravagance. Only a sudden appearance in the "Old Suntou's Death" and even a bit stereotyped design.
Behind this is impossible to be useless, it must be a pursuit of some kind of perfection!
Chen Chao had an intuition that if he could explain why this extra link occurred, he would be able to find out the thread that unraveled the truth...
Chapter completed!