I asked my sister in a low voice: "What's wrong? Why don't you speak?"
My sister muttered: "Something's wrong. Why did my brother turn into a watermelon head? Do I really not exist? Or is it my brother's split personality? Or maybe I am a product of his imagination?"
I was also confused when I heard what my sister said.
Many times over the years I have doubted the authenticity of my family’s existence.
At the same time, I also doubted whether I had a split personality.
But every time my family helps me, and some of my sister's abilities are not what I have, I deny my split personality in my heart.
I have always told myself deep down in my heart that my family is real and they are not the product of my split personality, let alone the product of my imagination.
At this time, my sister reached out and pinched me hard: "Does it hurt?"
I shivered in pain. In my memory, this was the first time that my sister had hit me so hard.
His right arm, which was pinched by his sister, turned blue instantly.
I said in confusion: "Of course it hurts if you pinch me."
My sister smiled and said, "The pain means that I really exist."
I asked deliberately: "Maybe I pinched it with my left hand just now."
elder sister:"……"
Seeing that my sister was speechless, I continued to tease her deliberately: "If I were a psychopath, then I would control all the things I imagined, so you might not really exist, and everything is my imagination."
My sister was anxious: "Bullshit, if I don't exist, how do you explain the game accounts I play? You don't play many games, but when I play, I have an account, and I earn a lot of money. Could it be? Are these all your imagination?"
I touched my sister's head and said, "Okay, okay, I'll just tease you and see if you're anxious."
An aunt on the roadside looked at me like she was an idiot.
After all, in her eyes, I was talking to myself right now.
Just talking to himself, he stretched out his hand to make gestures.
Nowadays, I rarely care about these things. It doesn’t matter what others think of me.
It doesn't matter if they think of me as mentally ill or as a big fool, that's their business.
My sister clasped her fingers and said, "I made a brief analysis of the 'back to the past dream world' you entered last night and came to the following conclusions.
First, you have entered the 'Back to the Past Dream World' before and successfully brought out Yamamoto's mobile phone, but you didn't bring anything out this time. "
I nodded and said nothing.
In fact, I have entered the 'Back to the Past Dream World' twice in total.
For the first time, I saw Yamamoto, Yu Dehua and Zhao Fen conspiring to kill me.
The second time was when he saw his father enter the hospital and cut Yu Dehua into the intensive care unit.
The first time I entered the 'back to the past dream world', I told my sister the entire dream process.
As for the second time, I didn’t say anything.
Since my father chose to hide it from me, I have nothing to say.
So my sister always thought that I had only entered the 'back to the past dream world' once.
My sister continued: "Second point, maybe you didn't enter any dream world this time, you just had a dream. And the characters in the dream were all thought up by you yourself. After all, there are several bugs in your dream. "
"bug?"
"That's right, think about it carefully. I was the one who did it last night. There is no way that the surveillance camera could catch you lying on the wall. And how could my noble watermelon head appear on your head?
I pursed my lips and said nothing.
My sister continued: "After the two of us left last night, no investigator named He Ya came after us."
I whispered: "What if He Ya really exists? Does it mean that my dream is true?"
My sister chuckled and said, "The dream you had last night was a bit too narcissistic."
"Narcissism? How do you say this?"
I was immediately puzzled.
My sister rolled her eyes and said, "In your dream, Lin Qian protected you in every possible way, and even fought with He Ya for you. Isn't this a narcissistic dream?"
I was about to burst into tears: "Based on this, you think that dream was just a figment of my imagination?"
"That's right, unless you come up with real-world evidence! In other words, the Supernatural Bureau really has an investigator named He Ya."
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I went to a breakfast shop with my sister and ordered two pot sticker dumplings, two large bowls of spicy soup, six meat buns and two fried noodles.
I didn't eat in the store, but chose to take it home to eat with my sister.
Carrying the packed breakfast, I left the breakfast shop and walked towards the community across the road.
When I got home, I just opened the door to the living room.
A dark shadow came towards me.
The black shadow was very fast and was in front of me in an instant.
At this time, I just entered the house and didn't react at all.
"Bang!" With a sound, the breakfast I was carrying was kicked away by the other party.
Breakfast was instantly spilled all over the floor.
Especially the spicy soup, even if it splashed on the door, it also splashed on the wall.
Looking carefully at the black shadow, it is the He Ya I saw in the 'Back to the Past Dream World'.
For a moment, I was furious.
This guy dared to break into my house and kicked over my breakfast.
Looking at the marks on the wall, I used my red eyes directly on He Ya.
I bought this house just a few years ago, and it is fully decorated. The decoration alone cost my master more than 700,000 yuan.
Usually Master and I take good care of everything in the house at home, and we keep the house clean.
Even my sister never destroys anything in the house.
The ability stimulated by the B13 solution yesterday disappeared when I woke up. After all, it only lasted 12 hours.
Otherwise, I will blow the head of He Ya right in front of me with one punch.
He stood in front of me, chuckling under his mask: "I thought you were so powerful, but I didn't expect you to be like this. What a waste. I got rid of the three-headed evil spirit last night, and you ran pretty fast." .Did you use the escape talisman last night? Otherwise, there is no way I would not be able to catch up with you."
"I'll use your grandma's ball!"
The next second, the red-eyed ability was used successfully.
He Ya just kicked my breakfast left leg and it exploded into a bloody mist.
His center of gravity suddenly became unstable and he fell hard to the ground.
Then he screamed while covering his broken leg.
My sister stood next to me with her head lowered, her fists clenched, and she kept repeating one sentence from the moment she was kicked to the ground: "If you don't let me eat, then I will eat you! If you don't let me eat, then I will eat you." about you!"
The next second, my sister's whole head became extremely huge, and her mouth bit into He Ya like an abyss.
But the strange thing is that He Ya's entire person disappeared out of thin air.
My sister recovered and said angrily: "Where are the people? Where have they gone?"
The pieces of meat and blood on the ground showed that He Ya had just arrived.
I lowered my voice and said, "This guy may have used some secret technique to escape. He is He Ya, the investigator from the Supernatural Bureau that I dreamed about."
