The fish pond at night is much more lively than during the day. It was not until eleven o'clock in the evening that Fan Debao closed the glass door and hung the sign "End Business". When the last customer in the store left, the day's business officially ended.

The alley outside the store is still noisy and the sound of people coming and going continues. This is a place that never sleeps.

"Sometimes, we do business late at night, and we only do it late at night."

While supervising Gu He to clean up the bar, Fan Debao taught the rules here, "But I won't do it today."

Gu He suddenly had a lot of thoughts, late-night business? Is it an illegal activity...

Today he hosted many guests, and he had more knowledge of Liukong Castle, Kabukicho District, and Shouhui Street. His biggest feeling was this word: illegal.

The city seems to have laws and order, but in fact, from high to low, no one takes it seriously.

Gu He was really a little self-pity. He was a first-class good citizen and chatted with the female client and received red envelopes. How could he become Yakuza?

But when he looked at Lao Fan's fierce appearance, he did not dare to inquire about the Yakuza Gang from the other party. He should wait until the other party wants to say it before he listens.

Otherwise, who knows if there will be a situation like "You know too much, so I have to kill you"?

"After cleaning up the bar, washing all the dishes, then going to bed early, and opening the door on time at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Van Debao said while untiing his apron and taking off the chef and changing back to the middle-aged sportswear:

"I want to go to Licai and I won't be guarding you anymore. But don't say I won't remind you, although there is no surveillance camera in the store, I know whether you have fished and done bad things."

Gu He noticed during the day that there was indeed no surveillance in the room.

Miss Sakai said that if a place like a fish pond is made of a broken camera or something, then who would come to visit?

By the way, Miss Sakai hasn't figured out what to want to have a whole nose, but she decided to use it as her personal feature.

"Be more eye-catching." After Van Debao said that, he went to the Licai Club.

The laughter of singing and dancing came faintly through the metal door.

When the metal door closed, Gu He became the only one in the izakaya again.

This is a good opportunity to stumble on the fish, but considering that those who still have to do their own jobs and are in the limelight...

Gu He roughly washed a bowl of bowls in the kitchen, then returned to the bar tiredly and sat down, gave himself some wolfberry water, and prepared to take a breath before taking a shower.

In the evening, Miss Caiyin brought some clothes for him to change.

From coats to underwear, each piece is new and quite tasteful.

Miss Caiyin treats him very well, but as the saying goes, all the gifts given by fate...

Gu He's thoughts and eyes were a little dissipated. The TV was turned off and the landline was not ringing. The old antique computer in the kitchen that he thought was extremely precious. Old Fan told him to not touch it, and it would be best not to watch it too much.

He gradually stared at a ballpoint pen used to keep accounts on the bar, and the house tree man tested.

"It's not too late now. Be a house tree man and understand it first!"

Has his head been adventured or gone crazy? Fangshu people have some projections of the truth.

Gu He got up and took the ballpoint pen, then tore a page from the waiter's notebook to make drawing paper.

Houses, trees, characters.

Different shapes have different meanings. The most important thing in doing projection tests is to leave them to the subconscious mind to complete without thinking.

"The subconscious mind has been used to you."

Gu He held the ballpoint pen in his hand and took deep breaths to relax himself.

His eyes did not look at the paper in his pen, but looked around aimlessly. The curtains were red, and the paintings on the walls were of various content, including artistic words and religious symbols...

He also paid attention to the console in his mind. The current program progress bar is 21% second in indigo.

That page of "Thousand Faces Heroes" is in the database, and there is still a "Contact 1".

The store became quieter, with only the slight sound of the pen tip brushing, and the sounds in the streets and alleys outside the store became clearer.

The sound of electric currents caused by the failure of neon lights, the sound of door curtains and lanterns swaying by the night wind, the sound of homeless people rummaging for food from the garbage dump and cursing at stray cats, and the unknown noise in the dark corners...

These sounds turn into light and flickering light, like the disordered graphics, lines, images, and texts of the sea of ​​data.

It turned into lightning in the dark clouds again, flashing with this entire city of streamers.

"I'm in a bad mood, and the result of this house tree man will not be much better..."

Gu He's consciousness couldn't help but move, and the test ended.

Putting down the ballpoint pen, he withdrew his gaze and looked down at the drawing paper on the bar.

He glared at his eyes, and his trembling hands accidentally knocked over the thermos cup next to him. The painting paper was quickly soaked by wolfberry water, blurring the portrait above, and the dim lights in the room added hazy.

I saw a shaky and crooked house on the small drawing paper, and a figure stood in front of a dilapidated tree with deformed branches and leaves. It was a headless figure.

And on the chimney of the house, there is a vague head hanging there.

"What's this..." Gu He felt that he was the miserable face he could see.

Although I was prepared for my mental state that I would not be in good condition, I still didn't expect this to be the result...

It is definitely a self-cognitive confusion...dissociative disorder.

Yiga.

Suddenly, the sound of opening the door came.

Gu He was shocked and looked at the small aisle in the sound, but there was no one, and neither the metal door nor the fire door was opened.

Did you hear it wrong? He turned back in confusion and was stunned.

A figure was sitting on the chair next to him. Through the dim light, Gu He could see clearly the figure's face. The young man had a surprised expression. This was him, his current body.

He looked at the figure as if he was looking in a mirror.

"You..." He opened his lips, what the hell...

Hallucination? But there is also this figure in the reflection of TSMC. Is this also the part of the hallucination?

"You..." The man also opened his lips, with almost the same tone and almost the same movement.

Gu He suddenly stood up and retreated; the man was the same, and he stood up and retreated, which was inexplicably strange.

He was sweating all over his head, and suddenly noticed that the man's facial bones and muscles were distorted a little unstable, and he looked like another person, as if he was a woman, and he was a little familiar.

But he looked at it more honestly, and he looked exactly like him.

Is this a human being a ghost, is it a real illusion? It's a sub-personality!?

Gu He didn't dare to start easily, and felt that the other party was learning from him and imitating him, even his most subtle move.

"What are you?" He tried to stabilize his blood pressure.

"What are you?" the man also asked, and the sound made was only half a beat slower than him.

Gu He's feet quietly retreated to the edge of the sofa, which should be the illusion caused by his sub-personality...

She couldn't wait to be fed, so she jumped out of her subconscious and caused trouble, learned from him, and devoured him.

Otherwise, this is a haunted and there are ghosts in the fish pond!

Between picking up the thermos and fighting with the opponent and escaping, Gu He decisively chose the latter.

Taking advantage of the situation, he rushed out of the store, but suddenly remembered that he could not leave the fish pond at will, otherwise the consequences would be serious. He hurriedly turned around and rushed to the metal door of the small aisle.

"Old Fan! Miss Caiyin! Help!"

He kept slamming the metal door anxiously, bang bang bang bang bang.

But on the other side of the metal door, there was music and dance, and no one seemed to hear the movement here.

As the footsteps approached, Gu He watched the ghost coming and screamed: "Don't come over..."

The ghost stopped, his face full of horror, and his waving hand seemed to be slapping the door, "Don't come over."

...

"Will Miss Sakai scare Xiaohe like this?" Aiyin Kumiko asked Van Debao with some concern.

The actor's career is a J-level program, "mask", and changes his appearance and body shape over a period of time by playing another person.

One of its effects is to cause mental confusion to others, especially those who are imitated.

The purpose of this training in front of you is to improve Gu He's tolerance for fear and weirdness and make his nerves adapt.

"He should be glad that he only faces Sakai Sanju."

Van Debao looked coldly, "Just such a crappy, three-speed talent intermediate and one-programmer, who can't make a difference even if he is ordinary or extraordinary, can only test and train newcomers, and can't really do it.

"I said she was not good at the beginning, but she was a proof of your wrong eyes."

"Miss Sakai has worked very hard..." Aiyin Kumiko sighed, "She is just a little timid and inferior. I am also a native of a local dog. I understand, but as long as I overcome this, I still believe that she has great potential."

"What can you do if you become a superman? Moreover, hard work is the most useless trait in the world."

Fan Debao dislikes Sakai Huaqing and Gu He:

"Look at that kid, he was almost frightened and collapsed. He didn't even have the courage or resilience. How to be a doll? How to cooperate with others, those real troublesome, tricky and troublesome bastards? Don't be fooled by them?"

"Oh, I hope Xiaohe can pass this level of training. He is such a good person."

"Just spoil him. I'll see if this kid is chopped off by you."

"No, Xiaohe is different from a guy like Bat who needs to apologize for death. I don't think he doesn't."
Chapter completed!