Weird Calendar

Chapter 33 April 12: The strange dream comes again

Xiao Qiao now seems like a mini version of a living person, yes, a living person.

She even turned over nimbly and looked at Qin Ze lovingly.

Is there any stiffness like a doll here?

Xiao Qiao seemed more charming, more real, and more vivid than at dinner.

This also made Xiao Qiao's thinking less rigid. Her smile was charming, and she seemed satisfied with Qin Ze's experience of another round of crisis.

However, as his thinking improved, Xiao Qiao's smile quickly disappeared.

Because she remembered the difference between a full meal and a full meal.

She teleported into Qin Ze's arms. Maintain some kind of skin contact with Qin Ze.

During this process, the luster in Xiao Qiao's eyes slowly became dim.

She seemed to have turned into a doll again.

…

…

It is April 12th in the lunar calendar and May 30th in the solar calendar.

In the early morning of this day, what Qin Ze didn't expect was that he fell into a dream again.

There was light again in the dark room.

The familiar voice appears again:

"Human life is like a trashy movie, but no matter how trashy the movie is, it still has a wonderful trailer."

"Are you ready to look back at the wonders of life through death?"

Killer, Prell.

Damn it.

Qin Ze didn't expect that after the end of the Immaculate Body, he would still be able to dream about Prell?

He realized that he had underestimated the strange dream, the distortion.

"Maybe the principle of this dream is not spiritual invasion, but... a link?"

The Immaculate Body protects against all kinds of intrusions, but what if it's not an invasion in nature?

Qin Ze didn't expect to dream about Prell again.

This time the victim is still a male.

"Hello, Mr. Qin."

When Prell said this, Qin Ze was startled.

But soon, he realized that these words were not meant for him.

It was just a coincidence that the victim this time was also named Qin.

Mr. Qin's legs were restrained, just like the last victim, but Mr. Qin's hands could be moved.

In other words, he can resist.

However, judging from the injuries on his body, the target was once again defeated by Prell.

Qin Ze looked at Mr. Qin and felt a bit familiar for some reason.

He remembered the next second, wasn't this the man who appeared on Li Lu's screen? The survivor in a family of three!

Qin Ze felt a slight fear.

It's like a cold wind blowing by inadvertently on a hot summer day. It makes people shiver.

While working on this case during the day, at night... Prell began to persecute the key figures in the case?

Is it a coincidence?

Or will my experience also inspire Prell in the form of dreams?

So Prell found new material for persecution?

Qin Ze didn't want to be associated with such a pervert. The thought filled him with a deeper sense of fear.

If Pleir is his dream, he is also Pleir's dream...

So what I can see is Prell hunting others in various ways.

But what did Player see? They are friends around you.

Mama Jian, Lan Yu, Duke, Cheng Wan, Li Lu, Luo Shu, Lin An... and even the licking dog Gu Anxun.

Some of these people were unfamiliar to him, and some even made him a little annoying.

But these people all deserve to live well and not be targeted by lunatics like Prell.

Qin Ze calmed down quickly.

"I'm not sure yet if that's the case. I can't scare myself."

He decided to take a closer look at Prell.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Prell. Ordinary Pu. You can also call me Apu."

"Mr. Qin, I will play a game with you next."

"If you successfully pass the test, congratulations, your life can continue. Although this movie is rubbish, we all know that you have fought back."

"The huge deposit for your wife and children, the huge compensation from the property and real estate company, and the traffic you brought from showing off your personality online~"

"I have to say, you must be a qualified businessman, but you'd better pray that you are a qualified player now."

Mr. Qin was frightened, but seemed to be completely convinced, so he did not dare to say anything.

This made Qin Ze realize one thing——

This Mr. Qin is an ordinary person.

He was not an Old Calendar person. He killed his wife and children not out of the Old Calendar mission.

But simply...seeking money and killing people.

So the death of Mr. Qin's wife and children, and finally the transformation into Old Calendar creatures that descended into Li Lu's body, is all this really because the Old Calendar realm is similar to the existence of hell?

Qin Ze's intuition told him that it was not that simple.

Maybe there is a third possibility.

He concentrated on the dream again.

"The name of the game is I love my family."

"Mr. Qin, you have a wife who loves you but has gradually turned into a slut, and a child who is not so smart and always causes trouble for you."

"But obviously, your external marketing is not like this. You mourn your wife in a meager way, saying that you don't think about food and drink. Without the food cooked by your wife, you can't eat at all."

"You dug out the child's burned and broken schoolbag, saying that you miss him very much and miss the time when you tutored him in his homework."

"Hahahahahaha, Mr. Qin, you really have a sense of humor and give me endless inspiration."

Prior laughed wildly.

The scene in Qin Ze's sight was shaking.

"Then, let me witness love and kinship!"

"Please listen to the content of the game. You need to eat the food cooked by your wife. I have been preparing for this for a long time. This is what I made."

Prell turned around and Qin Ze saw some... very dark dishes wrapped in black plastic bags.

It's like being picked up from the trash can, all kinds of sticky, moldy and smelly soup and water.

"Ah, what I made is not very delicious, but I really made it according to the picture you sent, but it doesn't matter. You can imagine that your wife made it. Love will definitely make you eat it."

"Of course, there is a second rule of the game. Don't forget to do the questions while you are eating."

"I brought the exercise booklet for the fifth grade of elementary school. You need to make sure that every time you do a question... you take a bite of food."

"If you answer all thirty questions correctly and eat more than half of the food in the process, you will survive."

"Time, thirty minutes."

For fifth-grade students, it is not difficult to complete the 30 basic questions, and it even takes less than 20 minutes.

As for eating, Prell's swill love meal will definitely make people feel nauseous, but it won't kill you if you eat it in the right amount.

With a heartbeat, you can finish it in three minutes.

In other words, there was absolutely enough time, and he really gave Mr. Qin a chance to live.

But in the next ten minutes, Mr. Qin made frequent mistakes in answering questions.

Because he was just a junior high school graduate, he met his wife purely through sweet words.

Over the years, his cultural level has not improved.

But it must be admitted that his living standard has been improving.

He couldn't take one bite of Prell's love meal. When the food reached his mouth... the desire to vomit suddenly came up, which was no different from swilling.

He began to beg Prell repeatedly.

Prior just smiled silently and stared at the time.

At fifteen minutes, Prior fired a shot, hitting the man on the finger.

Mr. Qin howled like a slaughtering pig.

The fear of death made him force himself to eat. In fact, he could no longer win this game.

Because there are too many wrong questions and there are too many questions that I don’t know.

"Teaching your children to study... If you like to eat what your wife cooks, you can't do anything about it."

"Why do people always promise things they can't do on traffic platforms? What's the point of pretending to be cool across the internet? Just for a few likes?"

"Ah, I've already thought about how to play the next game."

"Thank you, Mr. Qin, I have new inspiration in my boring life."

Prell is like a mischievous child.

Mr. Qin kowtowed and begged while feeling nauseated and vomiting.

"I'm willing to tell the truth! I'm willing to give you all the money! Please! You can ruin my reputation! But don't kill me... don't kill me!"

Faced with this reaction, Prell just kept smiling:

"I just think you are interesting and a good source of fun, but I do not represent justice and fairness. If you want to live, you can-"

"There are only five minutes left, come on! You can definitely do it!"

Mr. Qin was desperate. Maybe he can really swallow those swill-like food, but he just can't do the math problems.

The five minutes ended quickly.

boom!

Blood and filth exploded, but in the black room, darkness quickly covered everything up.

…

…

woke up.

Qin Ze sat up and the first thing he did was smell his own scent.

In such a stinky place, you might be smelling something.

But soon, he realized that he was not Prell.

This is in my bedroom.

Qin Ze's first reaction was to chat privately with Jian Yiyi.

He told Jian Yiyi that the killer Prell probably completed a crime with Mr. Qin, a survivor of the recent bombing.

After sending this message, Qin Ze fell into thinking:

"I can clearly feel that I am not Preel. But last time, even if I had an unsullied body, I couldn't help but suspect that I was Preel."

"But this time, I quickly got rid of these thoughts."

"Is this because you have experienced it once?"

"wrong……"

"If you experience some things only once, you will think it is a coincidence, but if you experience it twice, you will probably think it is inevitable."

"Logically speaking, I should be more suspicious that I am Prell."

"But I really don't have that strong feeling."

Qin Ze was a little confused.

Of course, the current situation is a good thing. He will not have self-doubt because his dream is invaded again.

As for why he could easily realize that he was not Pure this time, Qin Ze quickly found the answer to this question.

He saw "Pillow Man" Xiao Qiao.

Xiao Qiao's condition was worse than before.

"It seems you saved me."

Qin Ze is not worried about the doll's condition, because Xiao Qiao has been in worse states.

It seems pretty normal now.

She knew the difference between a full meal and a full meal, so in a certain situation, she protected Qin Ze.

Qin Ze's guess is the same.

Combined with the fact that Xiao Qiao was able to block some kind of mental invasion from the Chosen One...

Qin Ze probably understood one of Xiao Qiao's abilities - dispelling mental pollution.

Can make the target less susceptible to psychic attacks.

"I did escape this time. But it's hard to say next time. I have to find a way to cut off the connection between me and Prell."

At this time, Jian Yiyi sent a message:

"Sorry, I just saw that I have already sent this message, but I can't support you at the moment. Fortunately, Xiaoyu should be able to wake up tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"I read Xiaoyu's report before and said that you have a pure body and dreamed about the killer Prell."

"Now that I'm dreaming about it again, this may mean that the distortion effect has not been eradicated, and there may be some kind of mental pollution in your mind."

"Ozawa, you'd better go find a psychiatrist and let him help you clean up your psychological pollution, otherwise you will still be connected to Prell."

"In a sense, this will help us capture Prell, but I never hope that the cost will be for my team members to be contaminated and corroded."

Next, Jane sent the psychiatrist's address to herself one by one.

Qin Ze noticed that this psychiatrist was the same person as the psychiatrist recommended by Lan Yu before.

"This psychiatrist was recommended to me by Xiaoyu. You can try it, but you must remain vigilant. He is not a member of our official organization for the time being. Xiaoyu only made a preliminary assessment of him."

Qin Ze once again sighed with Jian Yiyi's meticulousness and replied:

"I understand, thank you, team leader, I'll be there later."

Qin Ze also believes that he must cut off contact with Prell. If it is a spiritual invasion or some kind of pollution, then purify the pollution.

He guessed that professional psychologists in the old calendar probably specialized in doing this kind of thing.

However, Qin Ze kept an eye on it and brought the puppet Xiao Qiao with him.

If the other person's treatment has any hypnotic aspect, he will leave immediately.

No matter what, Qiao Wei's secret must be kept.

After dawn, Qin Ze took the puppet Xiao Qiao and started heading towards the clinic where psychiatrist Feng Enman was working.

On the way to the clinic, Qin Ze also received news from Li Lu——

"Qin Baomin is dead. He is the survivor of the explosion! He is dead!"

"I tried to use my reporter's sense of smell this morning, but when I saw the picture, it was him vomiting and doing questions at the same time!"

"I didn't understand what was going on. But I knew he was dead. He was murdered."

Qin Ze thought for a while, maybe Li Lu's ability could help investigate Prell, so he told some of what happened.

But he didn't tell Li Lu that these were all his dreams.

Li Lu was shocked when she heard this and didn't know where Qin Ze got the information.

It turned out to be even more detailed than my reporter's sense of smell, and some of the written descriptions made it feel as if they were at the scene.

Is it possible that Qin Ze is also a reporter? Or...can his career be diversified and compatible with the reporter's abilities?

But no matter what, this ability is definitely far beyond his own.

Qin Ze didn't know what Li Lu was thinking, so he just said:

"Change the direction of the investigation. First of all, you need to investigate this murder case. Secondly, focus on who Qin Baomin came into contact with and the mother and son who died in the explosion. Investigate whether they have any special experiences."

Li Lu silently wrote these down.

Not long after, Qin Ze also arrived at the Manxiao Psychological Clinic on Beibin Road.

This is where psychologist von Enman comes in.

There is a gym, tutoring classes, dental clinics and pet hospitals nearby. The nearby community is called Tea House.

There is a lot of traffic.

The time now is 9:25 in the morning, and von Enman's clinic has just opened.

Qin Ze walked into the clinic. He was the first customer of the clinic. The layout of this clinic is like a salon for chat parties.

The entire clinic seemed very clean. When Qin Ze came in, he saw only one person.

There are no assistants or any other staff in the clinic. The only person making coffee is the owner of the clinic, von Enman.

Wearing an artist's single ponytail hairstyle and beard, he looks a bit aged.

"I had a premonition that there would be a very interesting guest today. Unexpectedly, the premonition was quite accurate and it came true in the morning."

Feng Enman took the coffee and motioned for Qin Ze to sit down.

Qin Ze looked at Feng Enman, and Feng Enman also looked at Qin Ze. He handed the coffee to Qin Ze:

"Taste my handiwork."

Qin Ze did not refuse. For some reason, Feng Enman gave him a feeling of déjà vu.

"My friend told you I was coming?"

"No, I just smell the smell of distortion. Maybe you can provide me with new material for my creation." Fon Enman said with a smile.

Qin Ze secretly noticed, could this Feng Enman be a writer?

He suddenly found the specific composition of that feeling of déjà vu.

It's not a sense of familiarity with someone you've met, but something derived from intuition——

Sense of crisis.