False evidence

Chapter 466 Painted Skin (16)

"Stop!" I stopped Lü Xin from continuing.

Last time, when I was fighting Chen Zudao and Jiao Tong alone with both hands, I sensed something was wrong.

Chen Zudao was a master of martial arts. After regaining his senses, he said directly, "I used demonic power."

Hearing him say that, I couldn't help but think of the mark on my back. Looking in the mirror afterwards, I realized that the wolf's head had actually become halfway up its body!
Bai Jing wasn't lying; the evil spirit possessing me had already begun to show its true colors.

Unless there are special circumstances, I cannot see Lü Xin, Liang Kaiyuan, and others.

Even if Lü Xin didn't say it, I could sense that from a certain day onwards, a strange 'person' had appeared in my consciousness.

It remained silent, lurking in the shadows, waiting for its chance to strike...

I didn't want to make things worse at this critical juncture, so I ended my conversation with Lü Xin.

To outsiders, my conversation with Tong Xiangnan seemed like a joke. But Gao He understood the implication and said seriously, "Reality isn't a movie; the police won't just come out to clean up the mess afterward."

I quickly apologized.

Even the best of friends have boundaries that cannot be crossed. Gao He's boundary is that his work must never be desecrated.

Tong Xiangnan smiled and said, "You know I didn't mean to insult you. I just wanted to remind you that getting too involved in things that can't be explained by common sense might affect your judgment of work in the future."

Gao He nodded. "Understood. By the way, weren't you going to tell a story?"

Tong Xiangnan shrugged: "I don't like long-winded explanations. The story I'm about to tell is very simple, just a few words."

Tong Xiangnan is a psychologist, and the story he tells is about a patient named Lao K.

When Old K saw Tong Xiangnan, his first words were quite abrupt: "Do you believe in ghosts?"

Tong Xiangnan first used his expertise to help him ease his tension through conversation. Then, he gradually guided him to describe his symptoms.

One night, Old K was awakened at home by a strange noise. He got out of bed and looked around the room, but couldn't find the source of the noise.

However, just as he thought the sound was coming from outside and was about to go back to his bedroom to sleep, he inadvertently saw an extremely strange scene.

The hands of the wall clock in the living room are actually turning backwards!

He stared at the clock for a full five minutes, confirming that it wasn't just the second hand moving backward, but the entire clock was running backward.

At that moment, the strange sound from before rang out again.

He heard it more clearly this time, and looking in the direction the sound came from, he was immediately stunned.

The house he lived in was very small, so to make it appear more spacious, a large mirror was installed on one wall of the living room.

He discovered that the strange sound seemed to be coming from behind the mirror!
The more he listened, the stranger it seemed. Just as he was about to step forward for a closer look, he suddenly saw a person walking out of the bedroom reflected in the mirror!

Old K lives alone; there can't be anyone else at his house.

The person did indeed come out of his bedroom, and the way he came out was quite peculiar.

Just like a video being played in reverse, the person was facing the door and walking backwards!

Throughout the entire ordeal, the person never turned around, yet their movements remained perfectly steady within the confined living room.

He watched the person back into the bathroom, and then back out shortly after. The difference was that the person went in wearing pajamas and came out in casual clothes.

By then, he had already clearly seen the man's appearance.

That wasn't someone else, it was himself!
Or rather, it's another Old K!

Old K told Tong Xiangnan that he also thought he was dreaming at the time. In fact, when Old K in the mirror walked out of the house in a 'reverse' manner, he was indeed a little dazed.

But when he came to his senses, he was truly terrified.

He discovered that he wasn't sleeping in his bed at home, but rather in a closed box!
At this point in the story, Tong Xiangnan snapped his fingers as usual, looked at me with a half-smile, and said:
"The reason Old K came to me was because of his bizarre experiences, which had happened more than once. According to him, when he came to me, it was the seventh time he had had a similar experience."

Gao He frowned slightly: "You don't seem to be very good at telling stories. Apart from the setup, it's nothing more than a story about someone falling asleep in one place and waking up to find themselves in another. This kind of third-rate ghost story... heh."

Tong Xiangnan remained expressionless: "If I told you that there really is such a person as Old K, and that to prove the truth of what he said, he invited me to live with him for three days, and that I did indeed experience what he went through, would you still think this story is third-rate?"

Gao He shook his head: "If that's true, then it's really a ghost story."

Tong Xiangnan turned to me, smiled slightly, but remained silent, as if waiting for me to express my opinion.

I said, "Uncle, your story is far too brief; it doesn't sound like a story at all. If I really have any questions, I only want to know two things: First, what is Old K's profession? Second, did you really live with him for three days? And sleep in the same bed?"

"Hahaha……"

Tong Xiangnan was laughing for a while, then suddenly his face turned serious. "Do I look like I'm joking with you?"

I shrugged. "Okay, let's rephrase the second question. Are you sure you were fully aware of what he was going through?"

Tong Xiangnan nodded: "I am 100% sober. I don't want to answer your first question myself."

He pointed to the antique clock. "For those three days, I was with Old K. We did similar things during the day, but not the same things; we stayed in different places each night. On the third night, I invited him to our house. However, on those three nights, I experienced the strange situation he described to varying degrees each night."

At this moment, Gao He roughly guessed his intention, hesitated for a moment, and said:
"According to you, your experience that time is somewhat similar to Sanqi's yesterday."

"It's not just somewhat similar, it's extremely similar. Please wait for me a moment."

Tong Xiangnan stood up and went into the study.

When I came out again, I had a photo album in my hand.

He turned to one of the pages and handed it to me.

It was an enlarged group photo, and at first glance, it gave people an extremely strange feeling.

Because that makes it impossible to determine the total number of people in the group photo.

Even I don't believe what you're saying. Even if it's a group photo of dozens or hundreds of people, can't you count them? With a little more time, you can always count the number of people.

However, even after looking at it for a full two minutes, I still couldn't say for sure how many people were in the photo.

The background of the photo is the living room we are in now, which is Tong Xiangnan's home.

The person in the middle is Tong Xiangnan.

The reason I said I couldn't be sure how many people were in the group photo is because there was only half a person on each side of Tong Xiangnan...

(End of this chapter)