Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He said it was not necessary, so she stopped learning and relied on his cooking skills all day long.

Which in turn leads to

Her cooking skills were all learned secretly in the small world.

Follow him and learn as you go, it seems to be the same thing.

Of course, hers was definitely not as good as his.

Yun Si thought, looked at him, smiled, "What about you? Can you cook?"

"If you can cook, then you won't need me to cook in the future."

Mr. Shen smiled, "Sorry, I can't."

"Ah?" Yun Si's face fell.

"I think I can learn, though."

It doesn't take long for a genius to learn a skill.

"So, Si Si has acquiesced, can I live here?"

The gentle Mr. Shen always seems to be in a state of tranquility, making it impossible for others to imagine that he is a mental patient.

Yun Si nodded naturally, "Yes, as long as you are willing to sleep on the sofa."

"." Mr. Shen raised his eyebrows and said nothing with a smile.

After lunch, Yun Si continued to organize her files.

Since Shen Zhichu was identified as the research subject, Yun Si planned not to go to Tesmela Prison this week. After analyzing Shen Zhichu's situation, she would see if additional subjects were needed.

She stayed up late to read the document last night. In fact, she only read it in a hurry and didn't have time to sort it out.

There were some things she didn't understand, and Shen Zhichu happened to be there, so she could ask him face to face.

After turning on the recorder, Yun Si started talking to her research subject.

The entire conversation is recorded so that you can listen to it again and again afterwards.

The pure black recorder was placed on the table. Yun Si looked at Shen Zhichu who was sitting lazily opposite, coughed lightly and said,

"Mr. Shen, I have read through the information you sent me. There are some things I don't understand. Can you help me answer them?"

"Say." Mr. Shen raised his lips and was in a good mood.

Yun Si: "For example, can you tell me the content of the dream you mentioned in the information?"

"Blood, stumps, flowers, lumps of black gas, and a long river with a boat on it."

Yun Si nodded.

Sure enough, it is hell.

If nothing else, it should only be the first level of hell.

"So, Mr. Shen, what would you feel when you entered a dream? For example, angry, angry, or wanting to kill someone?"

"Probably." Mr. Shen said calmly.

"I'm not angry, and I don't want to kill anyone. It's just that I want to find something."

Yun Si: "What are you looking for?"

"have no idea."

Yun Si paused.

"I don't know what I'm looking for. I just know that I'm missing something, and it's something very important."

Mr. Shen spoke very slowly, and his lazy voice seemed to bring out a bit of coolness in the hot summer.

"Then what?" Yun Si asked.

"Then, suddenly something strange came towards me, so I killed it."

His expression was as pale as if he was stating something insignificant.

Yun Si: "So after killing, you started to feel that killing people is very satisfying?"

"Roughly the same."

"So, you knocked out a doctor in the hospital, and then" Yun Si considered the words and suddenly asked, "Mr. Shen, can you tell me why you tortured them?"