[You have made your choice. Next, you have 10 minutes to defend]
[If the defense fails, the court of truth will impose the death penalty]
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"It has nothing to do with you?" Gray Mask's tone revealed a tone of disbelief, and then he said sadly, "Human memory cannot lie."
Red Mask was furious: "Criminal suspect Jiang Qian! Your motive for committing the crime is clear and your criminal process is detailed. I advise you to be honest with the court and give up your excuses!"
Jiang Qian's pupils condensed.
"Don't quibble" - is the content in the copy prompt.
But there is an essential difference between sophistry and defense.
Jiang Qianyan said concisely and comprehensively: "I apply to defend myself."
10 minutes left him little time to think about countermeasures, but at least he was safe during these 10 minutes.
The giant ax above his head was not chopped down.
The high-ranking law enforcers looked at each other, as if they could not ignore certain rules and forcibly affect the movements of the execution rack.
And when they turned their attention to Jiang Qian on the interrogation chair, Jiang Qian's expression had returned to its original calmness.
Jiang Qian quickly recalled all the details since entering this room, what he saw, heard and felt:
They are using memory to accuse me, this is undeniable! However, after I sat down, I felt dizzy for no reason, as if the memory palace in my mind had been shaken, making it impossible for me to anchor the causes and consequences of these memories...
My emotions were stable, but when I looked back at the memory of being beaten by Jiang Yang, anger and hatred filled my mind, making me unable to help but want to destroy him.
Did I really kill him? No, not possible. Then the test of the copy will become unsolvable.
Moreover, the method of committing the crime was too sloppy, leaving many hidden dangers. If I make up my mind to do this, I will definitely plan carefully and deliberate over and over again until I choose the most perfect plan...
Jiang Qian's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was suddenly filled with thoughts.
The prosecutor wearing a gray mask tapped his fingers on the table.
Facing Jiang Qian, he said in a low and serious tone: "You have to understand the consequences of doing this. Covering up the truth maliciously will only make you more guilty."
Jiang Qian slowly recovered his thoughts: "Well, I will risk my sexual happiness for the rest of my life to overturn the case with you."
If your skills are almost gone, why talk about sexual happiness?
Besides, he had already figured it out just now.
Gray Mask rubbed his brows: "Okay, what a madman... Let me ask you, does this crime process come from your memory?"
"It's my memory." Jiang Qian answered truthfully.
"So, do you even want to question your own memory?" Gray Mask said in disbelief.
"Correction, what I question is not the memory, but the nature of the memory." Jiang Qian raised the corner of his mouth, "I admire this method of secretly switching concepts between memory and the facts that have happened. It is so beautifully done. I was almost kept secret from myself.”
"What do you mean?"
Gray Mask raised his voice, but this revealed his guilty conscience.
"Quite simply, the reason why this 'murder' exists in my memory is because I did have such an idea. It became part of my memory and was stored in my mind. However, it was not put into practice. "
"Confusing my memory so that I can't tell which are the established facts that have happened and which are the plans that were planned in my mind but not implemented. Then kill my head with a fictitious crime."
Jiang Qian moved his shackled hands, as if he was recalling the series of "touches" just now.
Holding the wire of the barbecue rat, the resistance when being beaten by Jiang Yang, the moment when the small lumps of sleeping pills were crushed into powder, the pain and numbness left by the piano wire being tightened in the palm for a long time...
These touches are mixed together, as if they can really be confused with reality.
But fake is fake.
Just focus on one gap and they will be full of holes.
"Why do you not only make me 'see' but also make me 'feel'?"
"Is it to enhance the memory's sense of fait accompli, or is it to allow sensory stimulation to stimulate my emotional response and make me more convinced that I have killed someone?"
Jiang Qian turned from defense to offense, looking closely at Gray Mask.
"You have such a vivid imagination...but that's not true."
Gray Mask still refused to let go, repeating his old tricks to induce Jiang Qian: "Think about it, you hate Jiang Yang! He never treats you as a younger brother, bullies you, controls you, and tramples on your preferences at will! You already have this idea, Is there any reason not to implement it?”
"There are a thousand women you want to sleep with, will you sleep with them all?" Jiang Qian responded calmly.
"You!" Gray Mask trembled his fingers, as if he was greatly humiliated.
Red Mask also slapped the table angrily, and his voice was so angry that he was out of tune: "Bold criminal suspect! How dare you openly humiliate the court? I'll beat you to death in a minute, you fool!"
Jiang Qian was slightly startled. Have I seen this fool somewhere before?
Of course, no matter how much the other party made insinuations and instigated confessions, he ignored them.
He had finished what he wanted to say, and he was very sure of his conclusion. Unless the other party comes up with a new set of conclusions that can match all the details, there is no need for him to participate in the argument.
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[The 10-minute countdown ends]
[If the defense is successful, you will be acquitted]
Is the acquittal too hasty? Won't he be compensated for his mental losses if he was mistakenly arrested and misjudged... Jiang Qian didn't dare to make a mistake, so he had to argue silently.
"Boom boom"
A heavy tremor sounded overhead.
The giant ax that was almost touching his neck began to slowly rise upwards. The sharp blade moved away from his vital points and disappeared into the sky.
The interrogation chair Jiang Qian was sitting on also returned to the shape of a sofa, with half of the steel bars still standing aside.
In the courtroom in front of him, the figure of the presiding judge wearing a red mask gradually twisted and turned into a demonic face, struggling to pounce towards Jiang Qian! The tip of his tongue covered with barbs almost licked Jiang Qian's face!
However, the steel bar swung by Jiang Qian cut a dazzling blood mark.
The gray mask turned into a black shadow and ran away on the ground, aiming at the gap behind Jiang Qian, trying to sneak attack from behind!
Unfortunately, an invisible force restricted him.
The fatal blow turned into impotent rage, and he could no longer get any closer to Jiang Qian.
A reminder came to Jiang Qian's ear:
[Tip: "The Judgment" viewing task is completed, the main task is updated]
[Main mission: Arrive at the "Abyss Video Hall" and complete your exclusive viewing mission (3/7)]
The mission progress has been updated from 1/7 to 3/7.
The scene in front of him returned to how it was when Jiang Qian first entered the screening room.
The screen in front of me has gone out.
"it's over."
Jiang Qian sighed.
"You can make fuss about your memory, even missing people. This dungeon is really dirty."
He didn't want to stay in this room for a moment, so he turned and walked out.
Return to the hallway.
Jiang Qian carefully looked at the poster posted at the door of Screening Room 1 again.
Under the huge torture rack, the trapped victims were crawling and being slaughtered...
Jiang Qian touched his neck, where the cold feeling of being pressed against a sharp weapon still remained.
It is conceivable that if the anger and hatred towards Jiang Yang went to his head just now, he would be like the trapped person on the poster and bear the price that should not belong to him.
This is thanks to Jiang Yang. He had been missing for so long, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive, so that when Jiang Qian thought of him now, he couldn't feel much hatred.
As for the memory of the murder, it is not so much an attempted plan as an "accidental insertion": Many years ago, after watching a murder movie, I got excited and used Jiang Yang as a target. plot.
"The key to this level is to have a clear mind and a firm mind, so as not to be disturbed and bewitched by other evil thoughts."
There was silence for a while.
Let go of the past that comes up with memories.
Jiang Qian walked to the screening room No. 2.
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Beijing Public Security Bureau.
Secret Service Center-Information and Intelligence Department.
Bai Ji saw that the progress bar of the ongoing "Whispers of the Demon" had advanced further, and he unconsciously stopped drinking tea.
The progress seems to have exceeded 1/3!
The relevant recordkeeper was quickly called to inquire about the frequency of cannibalism in the copy of Whisper of the Inner Demon this year, and a signal was given that he might work overtime tonight.
In addition to the current one, a total of 15 people have been drawn into Whispering Demons this year.
Among them, 12 people died at the beginning, and 3 people reached 1/3 of the progress and stopped at this record.
Bai Ji fell into silence.
Right now, this guy who is going through life and death in the dungeon is already ranked in the top 20% of trialists, which is very good.
As long as he goes one step further and pushes the progress to 2/3, he will be the record breaker for this copy this year.
But the greater possibility is that he, like the three trialists this year, died in the next level.
"Alas! How lucky I am that I didn't experience such a nightmare when I opened the cards..."
