Feitan asked with doubts as soon as he returned to the office.
"What happened just now? That moment on Celluloid... was very wrong! It was even more wrong than her previous state of being emotionless but insisting on acting! It even made people think that she was another person!"
The knight nodded solemnly.
"Indeed, celluloid's self-suggestion obviously failed, didn't it? Why did it seem that her feelings were restored in that moment? In that way, it was as if she thought from the bottom of her heart that she and we were really members of the school. Yes, although she has been emphasizing on cooperating with the story before, but now, it is really suspicious!"
"Damn it! We just solved the problem of the counterfeiter pretending to be celluloid, but she herself got into trouble again? What on earth is going on? It's all something that people can't understand!"
Feitan's tone was irritable and he felt like his mind was spinning. He turned to look at Chrollo.
"Captain, what do you think happened to Celluloid?"
Chrollo covered his mouth, frowning and thinking. He already had a guess, but he hadn't figured out how to say it yet.
Jin raked his hair and spoke first with a strange look on his face.
"Generally speaking, her condition is like being possessed by a ghost."
"Sure enough, you think so too, right?" The knight flicked his fingertips and said, but his face hesitated again for a moment.
Jin shook his head in distress and quickly denied it himself. "But it shouldn't be..."
Hisoka looked surprised.
"Huh? It's definitely not a ghost, but it does feel like it was affected. It was mentally contaminated by a ghost in this school. Some of Xiao Lulu's memories and emotions may have gone wrong."
Illumi nodded and said calmly.
"Well, Hisoka and I hold the same opinion. This is not possession. Don't forget that in the magic world, Lureiya, Eveli and Elias were completely swallowed and assimilated after they invaded the depths of Cellululu's heart. Although We don't necessarily agree with the identity of the three of them as gods, but we can't deny that they are indeed very strong. At least they are definitely stronger than this ghost in the school who hides his head and dares not show up. If they are really possessed, at the moment when the ghost takes over, They should have been wiped out by Celluloid.”
"You two people who have been possessed said so, so it must be true."
After Jin made a joke, he said with a serious face.
"I also think that Cellulu's mental power is very strong, so I don't think it makes sense. But her state can only make people think of possession. Moreover, even if it is the mental influence or mental pollution that Hisoka mentioned, it stands to reason that Cellululu is Lulu’s powerful mental power cannot be affected.”
Chrollo put down his hand covering his mouth and spoke calmly.
"I already have an idea, and I think the logic behind it is smooth. You should also listen to it and see if there are any fallacies or anything that needs to be added."
Everyone looked at Chrollo and heard him say.
"Let's analyze it from the beginning. First of all, Elena doesn't understand Cellululu at all. Her so-called replacement, what she can take away with her mind power is Cellululu's superficial character. That's why Cellululu becomes what we see. Xiaoya, who had no emotional fluctuations, was actually the real Cellululu. Then, Elena died after her telepathy was lifted. It stands to reason that this deprived surface character should automatically return to Cellululu, so that She returns to normal, but doesn’t, and becomes a half-assed person who has no emotions but tries hard to pretend to have them.”
"Here, there are two conjectures that can be made." Chrollo raised two fingers.
"First, the residual thoughts left behind after Elena's death. The residual thoughts caused trouble and prevented Celluloid from returning to its normal state. The possibility of leaving residual thoughts behind is extremely high. The people Hisoka said who died on the ghost bus became The new ghost in the car is proof, and the photo of Elena on the tombstone in the backyard of the guest house is also indirect evidence.
Second, it is a problem with Cellululu itself. Once the superficial character fails or is taken away, Cellululu must give herself new hints to reshape her character. But this may have been denied just now. You all saw it. Celluloid failed to reshape its superficial character, so this is not a problem of Celluloid itself. "
"That brings us back to the first point. It is Irina's residual thoughts that continue to influence Cellululu's reshaping of personality, and Shuiqin's inability to connect leads to the inability to eliminate thoughts. Therefore, currently, Cellululu cannot return to what we usually know. state, but what can be confirmed here is that the celluloid that always looks like a clumsy performance is real celluloid, which is the first abnormality.”
After taking a breath, Chrollo's next words were full of solemnity,
"Then the second abnormality is all my guess. We all felt something was wrong about the sentence about wasting time in school. There was no emotion at the moment, everything was like performing on celluloid full of falseness. Only When she said this alone, she was filled with abundant and unfailing true feelings. It was difficult for people not to doubt. Naturally, they would suspect that the person who said this was not Cellululu at all. When combined with the content of her words, it would be easy to make people suspicious. One wonders if this could be possessed by a ghost.”
"But as we all think, it is theoretically impossible for Cellululu, who has strong mental power, to be possessed. It should be difficult to even affect her spirit. But there is a premise here. She must be able to recognize it on her own. Only when something like this is wrong, what if Cellululu really thinks that she is a student here?"
Chrollo looked at everyone and said slowly.
"What? How is this possible? She has obviously recovered her memory! How can there be such a misunderstanding? This doesn't make sense." The knight immediately screamed and asked everyone's doubts.
Chrollo said calmly.
"I would make this suspicion for several reasons. The first point is that when we all tried to use simpler and more direct methods to pass the school, Cellululu always insisted on staying here as a student, even though she said it was for She was observing in order to pass the test, but I felt that it was more like a perfunctory excuse for us. However, she was very concerned about being late for class. After Teacher Wang appeared, she also showed fear and eagerness to go to class. Comparing the two, one is too perfunctory and the other is too serious. Isn't this a contradiction? The only explanation is that she has a high degree of identification with her identity as a student, so she cares more about what she thinks is true."
"Then, it's her title. She called us teacher several times. She knew who we were and could even clearly answer that the knight was a spider, but she still called us teacher. Isn't this a strange thing? ? In other words, she also has a strong sense of identification with our new identity. Even if this identity is different from our previous identity, she doesn’t feel any difference. Moreover, she also mentioned Diaojie Ridge and Ghost Town to the knight. In the former case, the knight is a dog, in the latter case, she emphasizes the knight’s identity as an assistant, and the identity is different each time. Do you think she thinks this is like role-playing?"
"No, since Cellululu knows it's role-playing, then she should know that it's all fake, right?" Jin frowned.
Chrollo nodded.
"It's fake, but what if she feels that not only everything here is fake, but everything in her previous memories is also fake? Take the knight as an example. The knight's identity as a teacher is fake, and the knight's identity as a dog is fake. The vigilante who is the assistant is fake, so the vigilante who is Spider is also fake?”
The knight smiled bitterly at first. "No need to emphasize the dog."
Then his expression suddenly became serious.
"Captain, are you saying that Cellululu may not be able to tell whether her memory is false or real?"
"What do you mean? I don't understand what you are talking about at all. What is this fake and that fake?"
Feitan felt like he was about to roll his eyes, it was too convoluted and too brain-burning.
Hisoka also twitched his face. Only at this time did he really feel inferior to Chrollo.
Jin frowned and pinched his chin.
"Chrollo, are you suspicious? Although Cellululu has recovered her memory, she may not believe in her own memory and thinks that everything may have been imagined out of thin air? That's why she doesn't feel that there is any conflict when our identity changes. , is it because she thinks we are also her figments?"
Chrollo nodded.
"Yes, have you noticed? Cellululu mentioned the word personality several times. We all know that she has mental illness and split personality. Cellululu on the prison star is the most typical split personality. So, the same Cellululu, who has these memories, when there are conflicts or even contradictions in her own memories, do you think she will first doubt external factors or herself?
She regards her current emotionless true state as a personality, and the superficial personality she hints at as a personality. At this time, if a ghost subtly inserts her memories, feelings and experiences into the celluloid In her memory, would she feel that she had given birth to a new personality?
And precisely because I feel that this personality, experience, and emotion are part of me, this can also explain why Cellululu has such strong mental power, but she does not notice or even expel this mental influence.
Then, fictitious experiences and feelings continue to affect Cellululu's recognition and suspicion of other memories. Now she may not be able to tell what is real and what is false, and in order to keep her internal logic from collapsing , then, is it an inevitable choice to remain suspicious of everything in memory?
She sings whatever song she wants on any hilltop. Maybe Cellululu doesn’t necessarily fully recognize her memory as a student. It’s just that her reason and reality drive her to be more willing to take it one step at a time, rather than directly believing that her identity is constantly changing in her memory. Maybe it's a fictional version of us. "
After Chrollo finished summarizing, he took a long breath, rubbed his brows and said,
"This is the most likely possibility based on my analysis, but as for the actual situation, we can only take it one step at a time."
Everyone was silent for a while, carefully digesting Chrollo's words. For a moment, they still felt that there was no way to refute his guess. However, regardless of whether Chrollo's guess was right or wrong, under the current circumstances, they could only believe it. Moreover, the cause is not important, what is important is how to break the situation.
Illumi asked with a slightly troubled tone.
"You said we should take it one step at a time, but what exactly should we do? If Cellululu now really feels that everything around her is fake, and so are we, what should we do to make her return to normal?"
Chrollo said clearly.
"There are only two things to do to return to normal. One is to eliminate her consciousness or memory confusion. For this, we probably have to find a breakthrough from the emotional Cellululu. It seems that there is no way to accompany her in a campus life drama. Although Cellululu's attitude was perfunctory, one thing she said was right is that as long as you follow the story, the obsession here will eventually be exposed. I don't think the ghost here has the patience to accompany us for a lifetime. Just play, wait and see, just wait."
"Second, it's Elena's obsession. If we can successfully resolve the school issue, we will take Cellululu back to the guest house. Then we can always find a way to completely dispel Elena's obsession." Kuro Luo's face was grim.
Everyone nodded, and that was all.
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Because she was late for class in the afternoon, after school ended at 4 o'clock, Cellululu was called to his exclusive dean's office by Teacher Wang and gave him a scolding.
Cellululu lowered her head and listened to the criticism. After talking for more than ten minutes, Teacher Wang mentioned the paper from last night's self-study and said in a calm tone.
"Where's the paper? It's ready. Show it to me."
Cellululu took out the paper from her schoolbag and watched Teacher Wang lowering his head to mark it with a cold expression. The more he reviewed, the darker his face became. Cellululu knew that the paper was probably only one step away from passing, but, for some reason, Emotionally, she always had a sense of fear and trepidation, like a mouse seeing a cat.
"Look at you, what have you learned! Did you listen carefully in class? Everything is wrong, you failed!" Teacher Wang suddenly roared gloomily and threw the paper directly at Cellululu.
Cellululu wanted to hide, but her body froze, as if she was afraid to move. Cellululu was slightly confused. Is her cowardly personality so afraid of Teacher Wang?
The paper was carried by the strong wind and hit Cellululu's cheek. It was like being slapped. The sharp edge scratched her cheek, causing a slight burning pain.
Cellululu hissed, touched it, and felt a sticky feeling. When she took her hand off, she saw there was a trace of blood on it. She was bleeding from a cut.
Is this considered corporal punishment? Cellululu rationally feels that even if Teacher Wang really hates iron, this kind of behavior will only encourage poor students to be tired of studying.
Cellululu wanted to protest, but in fact, her body automatically shrank up, her head lowered, like a quail afraid to say a word.
Teacher Wang pointed to the chair next to him and said in a serious tone.
"Sit down and let me explain the paper to you."
Cellululu sat down obediently, and then Teacher Wang began to explain. It was okay at first, but gradually, Cellulu realized that Teacher Wang was getting closer and closer to her, and his thigh touched her thigh, and his arms were touching hers. It was early summer, and the school uniform was not thick on her arms. The heat from the human body was transmitted through the thin fabric, which always made people feel indescribably disgusting.
Cellululu could only move to the side quietly, but Teacher Wang seemed to be pretending not to know. She moved and he followed suit. When Cellululu tried to curl up, he put his head close to her neck. She turned to her side, as if she was carefully watching her solve the problem, and the wet and rapid breathing fell on her neck and ears, making Celluloid uncontrollably get goosebumps of disgust all over her body.
Before Cellululu couldn't help but speak out, she heard Teacher Wang suddenly yell angrily.
"Pay attention, what are you doing! Why did the pen stop? Keep writing!"
Cellululu was stunned, is this the evil person who complained first? But I don’t know why, the courage I mustered up just now seemed to shrink back in response to this scolding. Cellululu couldn’t help but murmured repeatedly, lowered her head and started writing hard again, although what she wrote on her hand seemed to violate her words. She felt like she was thinking, with indescribable trembling and confusion.
Teacher Wang next to her was still very close, her nostrils were wide open, and her moist breath kept blowing on the side of her cheek. Her ears were filled with the sound of his breathing like a bellows, which made her feel sick inexplicably.
"Wrong again! Will you do it?"
At this time, Teacher Wang shouted sternly again, and then he hugged her from behind, grabbed her hand and held the pen tightly, as if he wanted to help her write together, and then, his cheek seemed to be He accidentally touched her cheek, and when his lips turned to the side, it seemed as if he was about to accidentally kiss the corner of her lips.
Cellululu suddenly stood up like a frightened bird, broke away from Teacher Wang's arms, took several steps back, and shouted.
"Teacher Wang, what are you doing?"
Reason made Cellululu extremely disgusted and angry. She spoke angrily with questions, but the words she actually blurted out were soft and filled with panic and deep fear. As for the deep disgust, it seemed I don't dare to show it at all.
"What are you doing? That's why I'm asking you what you're doing!" Teacher Wang's face darkened and he said angrily. "sit down!"
Cellululu was shocked and confused. She was not even angry. How could Teacher Wang have the nerve to be more angry than her? However, what surprised her even more was her own reaction. Under Teacher Wang's gloomy expression, all her doubts were stuck in her throat, and she sat down again nervously.
Seeing the girl's weak reaction, Teacher Wang seemed to have a flash of pride, and then snorted heavily.
"I teach you to do the questions seriously, but you take the opportunity to be lazy? Continue!"
Cellululu was also very confused about her reaction. Did her cowardly personality come online and take over her body just now? This teacher Wang is obviously a scumbag and a pervert. He has such a cowardly personality that he dare not resist?
The problem-solving was still going on. It seemed that for the first time, Cellululu was intimidated, which made Teacher Wang become more evil. Teacher Wang became more and more aggressive. Cellulu tried to resist several times, but she was overcome by inexplicable body reactions. His hands were tied up and he could only mumble in a low voice and move his body in a small area, trying to escape from Teacher Wang's hands.
However, this kind of tolerance not only did not allow Teacher Wang to stop, but instead pushed him further and acted more and more excessively.
Even though Cellulu had no emotions or feelings, she was almost driven out of her temper by this situation. After being rude again, she finally broke out, and her telekinesis directly bounced away Teacher Wang. Teacher Wang He hit the wall hard and then slid down.
Teacher Wang held his glasses and stood up in embarrassment. Facing Cellululu who dared to resist, he first showed a moment of shock and doubt, and then yelled viciously.
"You actually dare to hit the teacher? You are such a bad student! Tomorrow I will inform the whole school to criticize you and give you a punishment! Keep a file! Just wait!"
For a moment, cellululu was filled with panic and fear. She almost wanted to turn around and beg Teacher Wang. With great difficulty, she restrained this irrational thought and walked away with a cold face.
In her memory, she has experienced many painful delusions, but as long as she can do it, she will definitely actively resist. This kind of swallowing and trying to compromise really makes her feel extremely uncomfortable, even if this may be one of her A personality.
So, the cowardly personality replaced her online, right? However, since she has been asked to come out and deal with it, can we not hinder her?
Cellululu stood expressionlessly in front of the mirror at the entrance of the stairs and whispered to herself in the mirror.
"I will do anything you dare not do for you, so can you please stop influencing me?"
Pariston was walking down the stairs when he saw Celluloid standing in front of the mirror. He was about to say hello, but the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Celluloid stood in front of the mirror. There were two mirrors on both sides of her body. The three mirrors formed an angle, reflecting the figure of the person in front of her.
However, what is creepy is that what is reflected in the mirror directly in front of Cellululu is Cellululu's own reflection, but in the mirrors on the left and right, there are two other people.
Pariston could see clearly that on the left side stood Irina covered in blood with a vicious look on her face. On the right side stood a strange girl with double braids. She was beautiful, but her expression was weak and gloomy. There was also a weird and twisted smile on his face. Even if he didn't show the horrific appearance of death, it was easy to tell that this was not a living person.
Pariston immediately rushed down and raised his voice slightly.
"Little Miss Celluloid, are you okay?"
"What?" Cellululu turned her head, with completely false doubts on her face.
This expression was so fake that Pariston didn't know whether she was just faking it, or whether she really didn't know there were two ghosts in the mirror just now.
He glanced at the mirrors on both sides again. The scene he saw before had disappeared, and now what was reflected inside was the reflection on celluloid.
Pariston was thinking in his mind, but didn't say anything else on his face. He glanced at Celluloid's cheek, changed the subject and smiled.
"Miss Celluloid, why is your cheek hurt? It's not good for a girl to lose her appearance. Do you want to go to the art preparation room and I can give you some medicine?"
Cellululu immediately put on a respectful posture and said.
"Teacher Pariston, thank you. Okay. Also, just call me Cellulu. I don't dare to be called little miss. I'm just a child from the mountains."
Paris tapped his cheek with his index finger and looked at Cellululu. For a moment, he really didn't know whether she was joking or serious. The current Celluloid always made him feel like he didn't know how to react, because her Her demeanor, movements, and tone all looked fake, and even her words made it impossible to tell the truth from the lies.
Pariston turned around and could only say in an ambiguous joking tone that was both true and false.
"Okay, classmate Cellululu, follow me, teacher."
In the art preparation room, Pariston was looking for the medicine box, but Celluloid looked down at the painting of grass on the high wall. The suppressed and almost suffocating grass now had a glimmer of life. Will the sunlight cast by the open window be her salvation?
"What's wrong? What are you looking at?"
Pariston walked over with a smile and carried the medical kit. When he saw the painting, he seemed to smile a little sheepishly.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I impulsively modified your composition before. I always felt that the original idea was too hopeless and helpless. In life, as long as you look for it, you can always find a ray of sunshine."
After Pariston finished speaking, he was suddenly startled, and his face was obviously gloomy for a second. Searching for the sunshine in life was not something he would say at all. Even if it was a lie, it was too contrary to his nature. He felt a little sick.
Pariston's eyes flickered, not knowing what was going on with him. In fact, modifying this painting was enough to make him feel extremely suspicious. He had never thought of modifying the painting at that time. Such a dark and desperate composition was quite... And his spleen and stomach, at least it is more in line with his preferences than the composition in front of him of finding a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation.
Cellululu said oh expressionlessly, but at the next moment, a surge of excitement and unreasonable grievance suddenly arose in her heart, as if her hidden pain had finally been discovered. This feeling made her want to burst into tears. My eyes filled with tears, and I wanted to suppress it, but when I looked at the person in front of me, I suddenly felt a slight hope of meeting my soulmate and finding redemption.
Cellululu wanted to restrain this feeling, but found that she couldn't. She could only make a suppressed choking sound from her throat and whispered.
"Teacher Pariston, do you really think that all the darkness in life can be overcome? No matter how desperate, can you find that glimmer of sunshine of redemption?"
How can it be? Pariston almost laughed mockingly, but what came out of his mouth were gentle words.
"Of course, life is wonderful, and life has infinite possibilities. Everyone will encounter temporary depression and setbacks. However, being able to overcome these hardships is the greatness of being a human being. Although I don't know what classmate Cellulu has gone through. What, but believe in yourself and the world you write, you will find a brighter future and a better self."
Pariston smiled and opened his hands. He couldn't tell for a moment whether this was what he wanted to say. Although he would sneer at these words in real life, this was indeed his style of deceiving and brainwashing people. The sky sounds beautiful, but in fact it is all empty.
Cellululu also felt this hypocrisy, but at the same time as this feeling, there was a deep feeling and excitement. Looking at Pariston, who seemed to be looking at her with tolerance and encouragement, Cellululu felt a sense of The urge to rely on him and to confide in him.
Cellululu was surprised, what is going on? Favorability surges? Is this delusion that suddenly popped up recently to take this opportunity to directly become her new ideal type? But what’s so good about this guy? Her cowardly personality is too simple and easy to be deceived. Did these two irrelevant words open her heart?
The two of them were thinking in their own minds, but on their faces, Cellululu seemed to be encouraged, lowering her head and humming softly.
"Okay, if you have any confusion, you can come to the teacher later. For now, let's deal with your wounds first."
Pariston opened the medical kit with a smile, took out the tweezers and alcohol cotton balls, gently pressed them on Celluloid's cheek, and said with a smile.
"Disinfection will hurt a little, but be patient, Cellululu-san."
Pariston was so familiar with these words that he couldn't tell whether these were what he wanted to say or something else.
The girl frowned slightly, holding back the pain. This little expression made Pariston always feel a little coke, like a cute little bird pretending to be strong. Pariston disposed of the used alcohol cotton ball and smiled.
"Well, Classmate Cellululu is really brave. Okay, the disinfection is done. Let me take a look, um~, are there no band-aids? Then there are only red and purple drops. It seems that Classmate Cellulu's little face can only be stained. It’s green, so, which color do you want? Red or purple?”
After Pariston finished speaking, he felt that this tone of voice that was both coaxing and teasing was a little weird, not like his usual style, but it didn't seem completely different.
Cellululu was startled, was this considered slightly ambiguous just now? Her heart seemed to suddenly react. It suddenly beat violently and accelerated a few times, making her suddenly nervous. She whispered.
"Use red potion. Purple potion will be very painful when applied."
Pariston suddenly looked surprised and smiled.
"Eh? Classmate Cellulu is the same as me. I also feel that the purple liquid is very painful when applied, so when I have no choice, I will only choose the red liquid. However, I usually use a band-aid so as not to look at my face. It’s as if the appearance has been disfigured, but it’s a pity that in such a small place, there is no band-aid.”
Just after he finished speaking, Pariston's expression became gloomy again. This time, he was quite sure that there must be something wrong with him. Pariston didn't even remember that he had used any red or purple potion, and he had no idea about such things. , Therefore, the sentence just now did not come from his memory, nor was it a casual lie.
Thinking of the female ghost I saw in the mirror just now, could there be something on him that was interfering with his thinking and actions?
Pariston gave Cellulu the medicine and wanted to leave immediately. However, he was pestered by Cellulu and asked about things in the city. As more and more things that did not belong to his memory became familiar to him, The words came out of his mouth, causing the girl to feel a burst of curiosity, envy, and admiration. Pariston became more and more aware of the weirdness in it.
The two chatted in the preparation room for more than an hour, talking about life in the city, painting techniques, and art schools. The more they chatted, the more they became more and more speculative. Of course,
For Pariston, it should be the speculation that the unknown 'him' and Cellululu were talking about. Finally, at the end, Cellululu was still unfinished, with stars in her eyes and a face flushed with excitement when she said goodbye to him. Ristone could easily see her reluctance.
After sending away celluloid, Pariston laughed at himself.
"This can be regarded as a huge increase in the favorability of 'me', but is it really Miss Cellululu herself who has increased? It seems that we still have to go to Mr. Jin. This situation is a bit unsettling."
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Many friends said they couldn't understand the previous chapter, but some of them guessed part of it. In this chapter, we will use Chrollo's analysis to explain it clearly.
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