Han Dong's maniacal laughter was not intentional.
The only thing he needed to do was to succeed in his plan of luring the mysterious resident of the city to him … Only then would he be able to use the tricks that Han Dong had set up outside the city.
Han Dong, who was lying on the autopsy table, smiled.
"It's a complete hypnosis. It uses' space 'and' neural focus' to lure us into an illusion. Then, it uses all kinds of strange phenomena to mislead us and make us fall deeper and deeper into the illusion.
It progressively led us from the billboard to the circular road to the motel, to the witchcraft underground door, to the autopsy room, to the female corpse.
He pulled us into the deepest part of the illusion and used Crow's misleading words to make everyone focus on the [Female Corpse].
This way, the misleading illusion was completed.
Even if we spread our thoughts further and realized that there was a problem in the underground autopsy room, or even if we spread our thoughts further, the entire motel would realize that there was a problem.
It's all useless.
There were a total of four layers of 'Matryoshka dolls'!
We have to jump one more layer, and that is … the original billboard.
After traveling for a long time and encountering all sorts of strange creatures along the way, even some terrifying residents of the town … after traveling for a few days, when they saw the sign of Dry Town for the first time, anyone would feel a moment of 'mental relaxation'.
This is the initial entry point of the illusion.
The area behind the billboard is all imaginary.
The circular road that can't be driven out, the rainstorm, the motel, everything is just an illusion. In fact, I'm in a sealed room.
Am I right? "
Han Dong's body was completely stiff, and only his mouth was functional.
Such words made the female corpse, Jane Doyle, show a rather surprised expression, which indirectly proved that Han Dong's speculation was correct.
The female corpse's stiff mouth slowly opened.
Her tongue was cut open from the inside.
A sharp and piercing sound reverberated in Han Dong's brain.
"I'm curious. How did you come to the conclusion that this is a sealed room?
Someone with low IQ like Miles only knows some of my characteristics. It's impossible for him to know about the motel.
Tell me about it so that I can extend the time needed to dissect you. "
Han Dong looked indifferent as he slowly talked about his reasoning process.
"There are a total of three points to verify my guess that I'm in the [Sealed Room].
First of all, that was the problem of his teammates being fictional. This was not something he needed to explain too much about.
"Miles gave me a very important hint … The swapping of my teammates must have happened before we entered the motel. This kind of swapping incident must only exist in an illusion.
Second, [Integrity].
Whether it was the road, the motel, or the underground autopsy room, the air flow rate, overall cleanliness, and silence were all the same.
Thus, I made a preliminary inference that in reality, I should be in a single sealed room. Only then would it be consistent with the overall situation.
Third, [Rainwater].
Under the assumption that the first two points are true.
Unfortunately, I found the water valve in the sealed room. It was the faucet in the bathroom of the guest room at the end of the second floor.
The opening and closing of the faucet could directly affect the rainstorm, and the rainstorm had two characteristics.
1. It will never fall into the building.
2. Once I turned off the faucet, the rainwater on the asphalt would instantly dry up.
It was as if I was in a sealed room and turned on the faucet of a sink. The water that flowed out from the faucet would not splash out of the sink, but I could hear the sound of the water. Once the faucet was turned off, the water would immediately flow out from the bottom of the sink.
This further confirmed that my real body was in the [Sealed Room].
"Also, I made a further deduction.
The billboard is the door of the sealed room.
Since the room is equipped with a sink, and it is a faucet that can spray my body, then combined with your own settings, Miss Jane.
"My final guess is that the area where my real body is should be a real [Autopsy Room], right? Next, the autopsy you are going to perform will be synchronized with [Reality] and [Illusion].
Once I'm dissected here, the situation in reality will be the same … I won't be able to struggle, and I can only wait for death to come. "
"Hahaha!"
After listening to the deduction, the female body let out a strange laugh.
"Your consciousness is the strongest 'living person' I have ever seen. You can find the blind spot of the faucet through the self-reminder given by your consciousness.
You can even use the [Laughter] to shake the lives in the world I created.
I can't wait to dissect your body, especially your brain. "
After saying that, the female body with the tools in her hand took a step forward. There was no trace of pity in her eyes.
Even if Han Dong had deduced everything, he would still be in danger.
The moment he recklessly jumped over the fence, he was already a turtle in a jar. There was no way Han Dong could escape on his own.
"Wait … Since I can freely adjust the [Rain], it means that although my real body is in a deep state of hypnosis, I can still move in the sealed room in reality, right?"
The female body nodded. "That's right! However, you are currently tied to the autopsy table. Reality and illusion are synchronized. You can't move even if you want to. Slowly enjoy the feeling of being dissected. "
Just as the scalpel fell on Han Dong's scalp.
Han Dong was still fearless. He was even asking questions.
"Last question, what time is it now? I remember that we came here at night. "
"In my illusory world, the flow of time is very slow … Tomorrow morning, I will drag your dissected bodies back to Drei Town.
I should be able to sell them for a good price. "
Han Dong, who was about to be dissected, had a thoughtful expression. "Oh, oh … Then there's no problem."
Seeing that Han Dong did not resist, nor did he scream before death, the female body praised, "You're quite self-aware. The autopsy is about to begin."
"Oh, I'm about to start too."
Outside the motel.
In the dark night, a squirming shadow condensed into a real body in front of the billboard.
The kitchen knife in his hand slashed heavily on the surface of the billboard. It felt like he was hacking at a door. The billboard collapsed, corresponding to the door lock being broken.
As the billboard collapsed.
The dark clouds dissipated.
A bright crescent moon hung in the sky, and moonlight shone down.
The light penetrated the motel and shone on the underground autopsy room, illuminating the mark left on Han Dong's neck.
"Activate … Mark, moonlight, descend … This' thing 'is very annoying."
That was Miles's original words.
Han Dong, who was lying on the autopsy table and basking in the moonlight, faintly heard another sentence.
"Boss, I'm coming to work!"
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