Chapter 473: Treat the other person with his own way
Because Karasawa Akira appeared in front of him, Fuudo Kyousuke was stunned for a moment, and therefore lost the last chance to break free.
There was a "pop!" and the next moment, another pair of hands, another pair of hands that also belonged to the young man, grabbed his other foot.
Then another pair, and another pair...
Standing in front of him, Tang Zezhao just watched with cold eyes, watching him being tightly grasped by pairs of hands from different people, and moving towards the pool of blood. Drag it down and smile again.
"You came to save me, Doctor Fuido." Karasawa squatted down and looked at Fuido Kyosuke, who was submerged in blood from the waist down, and also stretched out his hands, "I really, really, really thank you."
Kyosuke Futo, whose mouth was covered tightly with a bloody hand, let out a nasal sound of extreme fear. He wanted to escape from the opponent's movements, but his whole body was firmly fixed by the arms that kept climbing up, and he could not move at all. He could only watch the hands getting closer and closer, covering his eyes and pressing on his face.
"Thank you..." Tang Zezhao's murmuring voice echoed in his ears, followed by many voices, repeating in unison, "Thank you..."
Those The voices were mixed together, some were clear, some were hoarse, some were high-pitched, some were low, but they all had the same characteristics - these were the voices of boys and girls, children.
Tang Ze, who had his hands on his face, suddenly exerted huge force on his hands and pushed his head towards the pool of blood.
Fuudo Kyousuke, who was completely unable to resist, let out a changed cry, and fell silent without any suspense under the force.
A series of bubbles continued to pour out from below the water surface. Tang Ze felt the struggle in his hands and decisively increased his strength, leaving him no chance to breathe.
Soon, the red water surface calmed down.
After making sure that the bottom of his hand was no longer touching human skin, but the cold rock slab under the "carpet", Tang Ze stood up and shook off the blood on his hands.
"Inexplicably, I feel like a murderer who has completed the crime." He flicked his fingers and looked at the blood splattered on his fingertips. Tangze complained, "I feel like I should come here as Akechi. , more matching the atmosphere.”
Judging from the visual effects, it seems that he really pushed Kyosuke Futo into the bloody water and drowned him. If it were Akechi Goro, the entire segment could be recorded and sent to the organization as Kumail's KPI. Adding to his psychiatric history.
"Strictly speaking, it's about the same, right?" Seeing that Tang Ze had finished his performance and had sent people underground, others gathered around and looked at the pool of blood at Tang Ze's feet. Hoshikawa Teru touched Touching his chin, "Although the cemetery area below does not seem to be very aggressive, Futo Kyosuke is an ordinary person after all."
This is a church. Generally speaking, there is something connected to the underground of the church. Woolen cloth?
Tangze is not a religious person, but he has been to several churches. In the area connected to the church, the one he has seen the most is the cemetery.
And who are buried in the cemetery of this sinister Church of the Redemption?
Then you have to ask Fuudo Kyousuke himself.
"This is called self-inflicted evil." Tang Ze sighed first, and then added, "Even if the palace, because of the distortion of the subconscious and the inconsistency with the conscious mind, attacks itself, it is unlikely. Kill yourself in the palace, unless this guy doesn’t want to live anymore... I think Fudo Kyousuke is quite energetic, so he shouldn’t die.”
It’s just that he gave it to himself this time. Whether the mental pollution caused by it will cause the palace to deepen its distortion or collapse is unpredictable.
"Even if he dies, he can't blame anyone." Asai Narumi added, "His own palace, he opened the door and came in by himself, and annoyed himself. If he is buried here because of this, it should be "Come on, commit suicide?"
As soon as he said this, several other people looked at him.
"What's wrong?" Asai Narumi, who didn't feel there was any mistake in his logic, received their gazes with confusion, "Is there something wrong with my statement?"
"No, no..." Miyano Akemi pursed her lips and her eyes wandered between Asai Narumi and Karasawa, "I just suddenly felt that it's no wonder that joker fell in love with you at first sight and insisted on recruiting you."
The logic of these two guys, It is unimaginable to be unexpectedly close at certain times.
Or did Karasawa successfully infect Asai Narumi within a short period of contact?
Tang Ze took a breath with toothache: "I always feel that these words don't sound good."
"...Let's take a look here." Seeing that everything weird in the chapel slowly returned to its original state with the disappearance of Futo Kyosuke, and the Holy Communion continued in an orderly manner, Noah quickly changed the topic, "This should be All the members of the Karazawa School that Kyousuke Futo knows."
"Well, yes, he regards himself as the person who is closer to my father than them, and the one who can best act on behalf of God.' Priest'. Then he will think that those who need to confess to God are of course other people in their school." Tangze looked around the sparsely populated chapel, "The ones who showed their faces are the ones he has met in real life. The person, masked or masked, may be based on the vague image he has formed of others on the Internet. "
"This annoying fly finally has some serious effects." He has a low evaluation of Kazudo Kyousuke. Miyano Akemi rolled her eyelids.
"Why else would I accept his hostage? Only when he thinks he is close to victory will the 'Holy Communion' begin." Tangze nodded calmly.
Narimi Asai, who came here last time, happened to meet the time when Kyosuke Futo discovered Karasawa, and entered the chapel smoothly, taking pictures of that shocking scene.
After that, as he lost control of Karasawa, he lost the Holy Eucharist and could no longer open it.
When it opened again, Karasawa had been confirmed to have lost his memory. When Futo Kyousuke realized that he could take advantage of the opportunity, the Holy Communion was performed twice more.
Thinking like this, Karasawa glanced at the "Holy Son Karasawa Akira" who was hanging on top and sliced pork in front of him with an appraising eye.
"It took me so long to eat so little. This restaurant is really not very active in business." Tangze commented dissatisfied.
"Don't use such a casual tone and say such terrible things." Miyano Akemi slapped him on the back, "Hurry up and communicate with the guests... wait until Fuudo Kyosuke's spirit really breaks down , the palace will also change, this opportunity cannot be missed.”
The phantom thieves in the chapel concluded that the master of the hall either would not live long or that his spirit would not last long, so they began to work separately and were busy doing rescue excavations for the palace's heritage. The unknowing master of the hall himself was experiencing an unprecedented experience. torture.
"Don't, don't be like this, Harano-kun..." Seeing the young man in front of him who was gray and lifeless, Kyousuke Futo trembled his lips and said tremblingly, "I just tested some medicine. , you concealed your allergic symptoms...it's not my fault..."
"Of course you are not wrong," the boy named Yuanye said gently while grabbing it with both hands. Kyosuke Futo's neck, "I just want to thank you for everything you have done to me. Why don't you try it too?"
The next moment, the itching that is about to drive people crazy, starts from the neck It started from everywhere and crawled all over Fudo Kyosuke’s body.
“Ah, ah——” Witnessing the red rashes and blisters on the back of his hands, Fuudo Kyosuke dug his nails into his palms, struggled hard, and broke free from the grip of Harano’s hand. But it was quickly grasped firmly by another pair of hands.
"Dr. Fuido, didn't you tell me that as long as I do this, my father will like me and praise me as a good boy? Why, why was I abandoned like this?"
"Dr. Fuudo, you were so sincere when you complimented me on my beauty. Why did you ruin my face like this? How did I dissatisfy you?"
"Doctor Fuudo, why did I get disgraced? Was it because Nao was a bad boy that he was involved in such a horrific attack?"
"Doctor Fuudo..."
"Doctor Fuudo..."
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One after another, young people called and touched each other. In their words, they did not use any disrespectful names. Instead, they kept using honorifics to express their respect and dependence on Fuudo Kyosuke.
However, as soon as these touches touch the body, the most terrifying experiences of these people will be replayed in Fuudo Kyosuke.
He opened his eyes wide and was forced to feel the suffering and despair he had inflicted on others over and over again. He struggled to break free from the hands made of pairs of bones and moved towards the exit.
In the center of the room, two coffins were placed there without any dispute. On top of the coffins, the statues of Ichikawa Karasawa and Leona Karasawa were lying peacefully, like this grand revenge ceremony. The master of ceremonies silently acquiesced in all the atrocities.
Fudo Kyousuke, who had experienced punishments such as burning his body with flames, unbearable stinging pain, being crushed by giant objects, etc., finally pushed open the door of the prayer room with all his strength.
The equipment on his body that was originally used to hunt down Sato Miwako and Karasawa was stained with blood and sweat. He climbed up the steps with all four limbs together as if he had just crawled out of the water, and crawled along the steps to the front door. exit.
Leave here first...this is all an illusion, an illusion...
Kyosuke Futo, who kept giving himself psychological hints and barely maintained his mobility, finally climbed out of the cramped situation. The corridor stepped into a white light.
Beyond the prayer room is a dark cemetery.
A patchwork of bone-white tombstones and crosses, coupled with the crescent moon in the sky, and the crows chirping from time to time in the dark forest, the atmosphere was extremely weird.
Kyousuke Futo looked back and found that the underground exit he came out of was also an old tomb, and the tunnel exit was at the location of the tomb.
... He was like a ghost crawling out of the ground.
Thinking like this, Futo Kyosuke, who had just escaped from the extreme pain, turned his head. Before he could take a breath in the cool night wind, he saw directly in front of him, dressed exactly like the one in the church. Tang Zeyichuan, holding a golden two-handed sword in his hand, was guarding there like a bodyguard.
"You said I am your teacher." Seeing Futo Kyousuke's surprised and incomprehensible eyes, Karasawa Ikawa drew the sword in his hand, "Then, you use the knowledge I taught you to do What?" Thinking of the merciless pursuit in the church chapel, Futo Kyousuke shuddered and turned his head to look in the direction behind him.
Leona Karasawa, who was also dressed as a mythical character, had a smile on her face. Standing there with a smile, the bow string stretched into a full moon in his hand was pointed at the stiff Futo Kyousuke: "What do you want to do to my Azhao? What did you do to those children? Despicable fame-seeking person?" ”
Soon, the next voice came up, a voice that Kyosuke Futo was very familiar with, so familiar that it made him shiver when he heard it: "Doctor Fuuto... you said you would help me, you want to save me. , then what are you running from?"
"You who disrespect our Lord, you have received the Holy Communion, and you still need to complete your confession." On the last step of retreat, the priest in black held fast. Holding the rosary cross in his hand, he prayed while approaching Futo Kyosuke, "You have committed a serious crime of blasphemy, and you deserve to be punished."
He turned around helplessly in a circle, looking at this There were guys walking around who seemed untouchable. Kyousuke Futo trembled his lips and reflexively pressed the night vision goggles on his head.
After a brief mechanical sound, miraculously, his night vision device took effect.
With trembling hands, he tightly grasped his 9mm pistol that had claimed several lives. Without thinking, Kyosuke Futo found an opening and rushed out, running in the cemetery that was filled with the smell of mud and dust. stand up.
“Help, help—” while running, he shouted very weakly, “Who will save me—”
“Huo, your vitality is very tenacious.” The sound of movement attracted attention. Tangze, who was busy typing in information, glanced at the monitor that Noah had brought over and couldn't help but praise, "It turns out that opportunities are still reserved for those who are prepared. Look at this night vision "Yi, this body armor, tactical dagger, and this pistol, aren't they ready for use?"
He said that he could chase Mao Lilan and Conan for several kilometers and clear out a few bullets. He is a ruthless person, well-equipped, and has high technical and tactical skills. How can he die so easily?
"To live here, you need to have such a pragmatic and cautious spirit. You are not that useless, Fuuto Kyosuke." Fuuto cried so hard at the other end of the screen that his own comments could not be heard at all. Kyousuke, Karasawa spoke highly of him.
Noah, who was hesitant to speak and was hesitant to speak, didn't know how to answer the call for a long time, so he had to lower his head silently and quietly change the viewing angle of the monitor.
What a sin... Usually the leader would not be so vicious.
Kyosuke Futo, why do you think you provoked him?
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“Huh, uh…”
After crossing the long cemetery passage, when he once again found himself standing in front of the familiar bathroom door, Fuudo Kyosuke's legs softened and he knelt down directly on the ground.
His face is now covered with mud, and there are many blood stains hanging from the branches.
He had run out of ammunition and food. Tang Zezhao, who was chasing him, took the tactical dagger away with his bare hands regardless of the injuries on his hands, and cut a deep wound on his neck.
Memories of embarrassment, fatigue, pain and fear were still surging in his heart, but looking at the bright lights in the corridor, he felt like he was in another world and wanted to cry.
Survived, he still survived...
After looking at the position leading to the interior of the church, Kyousuke Futo twitched his fingers spasmodically twice, and reluctantly picked up the pistol that had no bullets, forcing himself to calm down.
Then he turned his head and ran away in the opposite direction without looking back.
When he tried to kill Miwako Sato that day, he escaped in this direction.
A raincoat and medical gloves became the most convenient barriers. He successfully passed the smoke reaction test without raising any concerns and returned to the scene.
This road must lead to the outside world.
Thinking like this, Fudo Kyousuke followed his memory and ran all the way out along the corridor, running towards the side door on the other side of the transept.
There was no fixed object such as a chain on the door. Kyosuke Futo was overjoyed and pushed the door open——
Then the guide on the first floor of Mihua Yakushino Hospital appeared. In the clinic hall.
“Here it comes again, here it comes again——” Kyousuke Futo’s voice trembled, and he had no time to think about everything that seemed real and illusory that he encountered today.
From the moment he entered Dorobika Park, his day today was simply the most evil among evils, the most supernatural among supernaturals, as if he was not walking into an amusement park, but a gateway to another world. Like the entrance to hell.
Kyosuke Futo, who was already surprised by the empty hospital, numbly wiped the liquid mixed with the "sacramental wine" and his own blood on his face. He was so tired that he could hardly lift his legs, but he still followed his instinct. , walking mechanically towards the main entrance of the hospital.
Let him see how ridiculous this world can be...
There was a "click" and a soft sound of mechanical collision, the moment Fudo Kyosuke walked out of the door came.
He twisted his sore neck and looked blankly in the direction of the sound.
Akechi Goro was sitting on a flat bed used for emergency treatment in the hospital, holding a coffee cup in one hand and holding a stopwatch in the other hand. He looked at the numbers on the surface and shook his head loudly.
"The current time is 3 o'clock in the afternoon." He said casually in a casual tone, like afternoon tea chat, "I'm sorry, it's timeout, Mr. Fuido Kyosuke."
" You..." Kyousuke Futo, who had been almost destroyed by pain and continuous high-intensity pursuit, only then remembered again the "test" mentioned by Goro Akechi a few hours ago, and couldn't help but blush. Change, "These hallucinations, these things, are all your doing?! What is this, drugs, or something weird...!"
"Shh, you are very noisy." The tone became Impatient and cold, Goro Akechi casually stretched the empty coffee cup to the side. Tang Zezhao, who stood there expressionlessly, reacted slowly for a few seconds, raised the coffee pot in his hand, and refilled his coffee. went up, "You didn't even understand the test questions? Then you should thank me for giving you this opportunity."
"Test questions?" Kyosuke Futo turned back with a ridiculous face and looked inside the door The scene of the hospital has been swallowed up by darkness, "You said, this is an exam question?"
"Yes, Mr. Fudo Kyosuke. You have been studying for several years, and your 'mentor' studied until he died. Understood, the 'cognitive world' is now displayed in front of your eyes." Withdrawing his hand and taking a satisfied sip of his full-sugar latte, Tang Ze narrowed his eyes and said in a sarcastic tone, "Could it be that you didn't even answer the first question of this assessment correctly from beginning to end?"
"Cognition, the world..." He repeated the word sluggishly, and Futo Kyousuke, whose pupils trembled violently, took a sharp breath.
In the past few hours, a strange labyrinth connected by transcending space and logic, a supernatural scene full of divinity and weirdness, quickly replayed in his mind, and he trembled with shock.
As soon as he regained his senses, he immediately turned around and wanted to rush back to the place he wanted to escape from just now.
That is, that is the cognitive world! It's his dream, it's the mentor's dream! It is the dream of the human soul!
The one who can control the world, the one with the power of cognition...!
A loud "boom" sound came at the moment he realized the truth.
The entire palace, the entire palace based on Mihua Yakushiye Hospital, collapsed at the moment when the owner of the palace realized the essence of everything.
“No, no—”
Waving his hand to brush away the smoke and dust floating in front of him after the collapse of the building, Tang Ze glanced at the man standing on the side with a dull face, pretending to be an expert with him. Xingchuan Hui cleared his throat, put down the computer, and stretched out his hand again.
This guy, the leader, really likes to do the whole thing...
Xingchuan Hui, who was almost rolling his eyes in his heart, took a breath, and still took out what he wanted from his pocket and placed it in Tang Ze's hand.
"This is what I asked Karasawa to get from you." After fiddling with the device casually, Karasawa raised his head and showed a warm smile to Fuudo Kyosuke, who was kneeling there helplessly. , "I decided to be merciful and not kill you directly."
Fudo Kyousuke, who was unable to move and lost all his strength, rolled his eyes and watched Goro Akechi approach and cast his Shadows enveloped him, blocking out all light.
"Anyway, as long as you forget everything," raising the thing in his hand, Akechi Goro's eyes once again emitted a dazzling golden light, "then what did you see and who did you see? It doesn't matter anymore, right?"
"No..." Realizing what he was going to do, Fudo Kyosuke struggled to stand up and stop his movements, "No, please don't, don't— —”
He, he had just witnessed a miracle, he had seen wonders that his mentor had not been able to see in his life, he had witnessed the nature of cognition and knew where to pursue them!
No, don’t take it away so cruelly, don’t show it to him and then——
“Boom——buzz——”
In Fudo Kyosuke In his desperate sight, the all-too-familiar device emitted a dazzling light, and a violent resonance hit him. His mind was in chaos, and memories were tumbling and shattered in his mind.
Realizing what he was about to lose, Fuudo Kyousuke could no longer make any sound, and two unwilling tears still fell from the corners of his eyes.
"Well, good afternoon, Dr. Fuido. Never seen again."
Together with this last ethereal voice, it was swept up and chewed up by the violent vibration, leaving no more ripples.
Ah, there is a keyboard draw in the book club, it will be held on the 20th, remember to come and participate
(End of this chapter)