The end game [Zhongyingmei]

"I'm surprised you didn't stay, 001."

Dr. Krishna's cold voice came through the mist faintly, with a hint of silky malice, "Don't you like your dad? I thought you loved him very much."

"........."

Sisley didn't make a sound, just wiped away her tears, and quietly looked into the depths of the mist.

The black-haired, blue-eyed girl's face was as pale as plaster, her lips were pursed down, and she rarely showed some displeasure.

She deliberately remained silent for a few seconds, then pretended to be frightened and opened her mouth, and said softly, "I have a question, and this question is very important..."

Dr. Krishna's voice sounded again, overlapping seamlessly with hers, "Then, get ready to go to the second level, 001, don't stay there all the time, I'm looking forward to your performance."

------as expected.

—————He didn't respond to what she said, but only knew where she was, and was able to control the virtual memory he implanted in her brain.

Sisley thought.

That said, Dr. Krishna is not aware of everything she says and does here.

He didn't seem to be waiting for Sisley's response either, the thick fog began to change color again, as if it was rolling.

"........."

Sisley opened her eyes wide with some fear, waiting for the upcoming unknown.

"So, are you ready for the next level?"

Dr. Krishna's voice twisted strangely in the mist, and its tail almost turned into an indistinct hum.

—————The night gradually came, covering Sisley's vision, leaving only a dim path.

Her ears also returned to silence.

One of the most primitive fears of human beings is the unknown.

And the night is one of the best "unknowns".

For a few minutes, Sisley just stood there without moving, the darkness seemed to transform into a terrifying forest, and it seemed to be the cold staring eyes of a monster, making Sisley dizzy and her legs trembling. trembling.

————As before, Dr. Krishna once again accurately grasped Sisley's greatest fear.

Before Sisley realized it, her palm had already been slightly cut by herself, and a trace of warm blood flowed out.

She trembled, closed her eyes, and clenched the warmth in her palms.

————— Mephisto’s face appeared swaying from the darkness, the woman’s skin was as soft as a flower, and as bright as snow, she put her bright red lips on Sisley’s palm, like a gentle kiss , bit by bit to lick off Sisley's blood.

"I'm scared."

Sisley whispered to her other self.

—————— Mephisto's phantom just watched her quietly.

Her phantom disappeared, but the figure of the blond man slowly approached Sisley.

He silently bent down and opened his palms in front of Sisley.

Sisley looked there, and saw a few pieces of stone statues lying on his palm, which were exactly the [watching eyes] that Ken shattered a long time ago.

Sisley turned her head away, and met the blue eyes behind the mask hole.

"Will you stay here?"

Facing another phantom of herself, Sisley whispered.

The blond man didn't say a word, but quietly touched Sisley's hand.

He stood beside her silently, like a tall tree, but also like a reassuring wall.

"........."

Sisley opened her eyes again.

The phantom's touch still remained on her palm, and she began to walk towards the front of the path. This time, the fear in Sisley's heart eased a lot.

At the same time, Sisley also noticed that there were no scary monsters lurking in the darkness on both sides of the path, and she could only hear the sound of air currents caused by walking.

——————Everything is a trick arranged by Dr. Krishna to defeat her in advance, that's all.

He didn't know how hard Sisley and the others had put in for this moment. He was still the same as before, thinking that putting her in a dark cage would cause Sisley to struggle and collapse.

When the blood on her palm was completely cold, Sisley saw a shadow standing in the darkness at the end of the long path.

As she continued to walk in, the shape of the shadow became taller and even looked familiar.

It wasn't until Sisley stood still in front of the gate of this shadow that she fully recognized what it was.

—————The Wayne Mansion at night appeared in front of Sisley.

Its appearance looked the same as before, but for some reason, Sisley felt a strong uneasiness, this feeling flashed across her back like lightning, leaving a series of subtle tremors.

Gone were the warm afternoon sun, golden figures, and gleaming lawns.

In the night, this ancient building stands in the hazy darkness, like a sleeping behemoth, or like a hunter waiting for the prey to break in by itself.

—————— Horrible memories came back to my mind in an instant, Sisley froze in place, the pain signal jumped to her nerves, and she began to tremble uncontrollably.

"........."

The phantoms came close to her, watching her silently and anxiously.

When she was brought home by Bruce for the first time, facing Wayne Manor in the twilight, Sisley had an extremely strong reaction.

At this moment, that feeling descended on Sisley's head again, like a bucket of ice water pouring down her head.

Before Sisley realized it, her tears had flowed down her face and fell coldly onto the gravel road.

The black-haired, blue-eyed girl almost froze to the ground. She leaned crookedly against the courtyard wall of the Wayne mansion, breathing in a low voice in fear, trying to calm herself down.

————— Phantoms appeared beside her, gently stroking her hair wet with cold sweat.

"I don't want to go in." Sisley's eyes were out of focus, and she whispered, "I don't want to—"

The phantoms looked at her without any change in their eyes. After a pause, Sisley covered her eyes and changed her words.

"I'll go in."

——————Because she wants to come out of this game completely and find her family.

——————Because she didn't want them to be sad, she didn't want them to wait too long because they couldn't find her.

And nothing in the world was going to stop Sisley.

Boundless courage poured into her heart, Sisley supported the rough wall with her hands, stood up again, and opened her eyes.

The phantoms disappeared in an instant, but Sisley's footsteps were still steady. She came to the gate and gently pushed open the half-hidden iron gate.

Alfred didn't come out to greet Sisley. In fact, the interior of the manor was full of cold iron gray colors. Rotten and dry flowers crawled wantonly on the walls, and the spikes pointed straight at the night, as if it had been abandoned for a long time. .

Sisley stepped across the weed-grown lawn, and her skirt got caught on one of the plants. Sisley pulled it hard, and the skirt was torn to the extent that it would not affect walking, and the remaining cloth strips It was also carefully removed from the weed by Sisley, and was taken into her body.

After this ominous interlude, she went on, past the dark, swaying shadows of the trees, until she stood at the gate of Wayne House.

———— The door was ajar.

Before pushing the door open, Sisley took a light breath, the smell of rot and dust rushed into her nostrils, she didn't even need to see, she already had a premonition of what would happen behind the door.

——————Just like what Dr. Krishna would do every time he put her into this scene, the moment her hand touched the gorgeous carving on the door, Sisley heard a male voice shout, and There was a dull sound of something falling.

The moment she pushed open the door, a man rolled all the way down the steps on the third floor, and the moment his head hit the marble floor on the first floor, his cervical vertebra broke with a snap, and the warm corpse was accompanied by The blood rolled straight down to Sisley's feet.

"........."

Sisley closed her eyes numbly.

The man on the ground had a blurry face and looked like a black shadow, but the moment she saw him, she couldn't help knowing that the man in front of her was her father, Bruce Wayne.

———————In the false memory, Dr. Krishna likes to implant real emotional frequency modulation in Sisley's memory, like manipulating a puppet, watching "his experimental product" in the original false memory The memory keeps sinking.

Sisley knelt down halfway to check the condition of the corpse.The man's face was still blurred, and the black cloud covered his facial features like a mist, so Sisley avoided looking directly at his face, and touched his broken cervical vertebrae.

She lowered her head, took out the strip of cloth she had just torn off from her sleeve, and tied it tightly on the broken part of Bruce's body until the broken part of him lifted up again, looking like a normal cervical spine.

During the whole process, Sisley couldn't help but feel that the man in her arms was more and more real. If the man didn't have the slightest characteristic at the beginning, now he has put on a suit from nowhere. Heath Li could feel the thick muscle lines on his body, and could also see his familiar chin.

"........."

She pressed her lips together tightly to prevent a desperate cry from bursting out of her chest.

The man's warm blood stained Sisley's hands, which was extremely sticky, and then quickly cooled down. There was no light in the hall, and Sisley couldn't see clearly that he had hurt there besides that.

Holding back her tears, Sisley stood up again, and ran towards the dark living room in small steps.

This door was also ajar, and a rotten smell was emanating from inside. Sisley could see a man sitting there from the corner of her eye, his face was as unclear as the "father" on the other side of the stairs.

———— That’s Alfred.

Sisley almost subconsciously thought of it.

In the next second, the man with the bowed head put on a butler costume.

Sisley lowered her eyes and almost bit her lips to bleed.

She avoided the rotten corpse, instead picked up the oil lamp on the table, and like a dexterous swallow, she backed away from the living room and ran towards the warm corpse lying there at the end of the stairs.

Every time, the oil lamp that appeared in the living room would not last long, and Sisley could only check the wounds on the corpse as soon as possible before it ran out.

Sure enough, under the dim light of the oil lamp, Sisley found a broken leg.She immediately tore off the tablecloth, fixed the leg, and wiped the blood from the face of the "corpse" with the hem of her skirt.

When he checked his elbow, the flame in the oil lamp flickered and went out suddenly.

Sisley froze terribly in place.

The next second, she picked up the oil lamp in an instant, and hid herself at the corner of the stairs, where in the deeper darkness, she quietly looked at the corpse lying at the end of the stairs.

—————Under her gaze, the "corpse" moved slightly, and he stood up awkwardly on the ground a few times before standing up again.

"Sisley?"

He called her name softly, and coughed a few times from time to time, becoming more and more similar to the Bruce in Sisley's memory, until finally, their voices became exactly the same.

This Sisley asked in a normal voice after seeing his dead body wandering in the hall 5 minutes ago.

"Where are you, sweetheart?"