Chapter 6: Get Away

[You have made your choice. Next, you have 10 minutes to defend yourself]

[If the defense fails, the Court of Truth will enforce the death penalty]

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"It has nothing to do with you?" The gray mask's tone was full of disbelief, and then he said sinisterly, "People's memory will not lie."

The red mask was furious: "Suspect Jiang Qian! Your criminal motive is clear and the criminal process is detailed. I advise you to be honest with the court and give up quibbling!"

Jiang Qian certainly knew it.

"Don't quibble" - this is the content in the copy prompt.

But quibbling and defense are still fundamentally different.

"I apply to defend myself." Jiang Qian said decisively.

10 minutes, there is not much time left for him to think about countermeasures, but at least he is safe in these 10 minutes.

The giant axe above his head did not fall down.

The high-ranking law enforcers looked at each other, as if they could not ignore certain rules and forcibly affect the movement of the execution rack.

When they turned their sights to Jiang Qian on the interrogation chair, Jiang Qian's expression had returned to its original calmness.

Jiang Qian quickly recalled all the details since entering the room, what he saw, heard and felt:

They used memory to accuse me, and this point was repeatedly emphasized, seemingly undeniable. However, after I sat down, I felt dizzy for no reason, as if the memory palace in my head had an earthquake, making it impossible for me to anchor the cause and effect of these memories...

I have always been emotionally stable, but when I recalled the memory of being beaten by Jiang Yang, anger and hatred filled my mind, making me want to destroy him.

Did I really kill him?

No. Otherwise, the test of the copy would become unsolvable.

And this method of committing the crime was too exaggerated, leaving many hidden dangers:

The use of drugs will leave traces on tableware and clothing. The bloodstains in the room will not be effective with strong detergents. Luminol can make bloodstains from many years ago glow.

Dismembering the body indoors sounds too bold. Even if it is feasible in theory, will I have the energy to transfer the pile of human tissue weighing hundreds of pounds after the dissection and cleaning?

How many unknown changes will happen in this process?

Including the follow-up operations, if one link is not controlled well, it will be irreparable. This is not a complete and reasonable closed loop, and it is not my style.

If I am determined to do this, I will plan it carefully and repeatedly until I choose the most perfect plan...

Thinking of this, Jiang Qian's eyes paused slightly, and his thoughts were in a flash!

The prosecutor wearing a gray mask tapped the table with his fingers.

Facing Jiang Qian, he said in a low and serious tone: "You must understand the consequences of doing this. Maliciously covering up the truth will only make you more guilty."

Jiang Qian slowly retracted his thoughts: "Well, I will overturn the case with you even if I bet on my sexual happiness for the rest of my life."

My skills are almost gone, so what sexual happiness can I talk about?

Besides, he had just figured it out.

Gray Mask rubbed his brows: "Okay, it seems that you are not only cold-blooded, but also treacherous and cunning... But it's useless. The law will not let any criminals escape, and the evildoers will eventually be punished."

"Really? The evildoers will be punished..." Jiang Qian sneered, "It seems that our understanding of evil is not consistent."

Gray Mask's voice also became gloomy: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Qian ignored Gray Mask's question.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the presiding judge wearing a red mask: "I would like to ask, sleeping pills that are almost insoluble in water can be taken by my family through juice. Do you think this is reasonable?"

The red mask was slightly startled at first, and then slammed the table, saying in a bad tone: "This is your good work! Why ask me?"

Jiang Qian was not anxious, and still said in a steady tone: "I just think this memory is a bit strange. Besides, mixing sleeping pills with juice will also reduce the efficacy of the medicine. In such a major murder case, as a cold-blooded and treacherous murderer, would I allow such a hidden danger to exist?"

"Maybe, maybe you neglected it! After all, you were just a junior high school student at the time, and you were lucky that the dosage of the medicine was large enough, so you didn't get up and ran into your crime scene." The gray mask added in time.

His accelerated speaking speed and slightly impatient tone revealed his uneasiness.

Jiang Qian chuckled, his expression more relaxed and calm: "Piano wire is also redundant."

"Piano wire? Red..."

Red Mask and Gray Mask looked at Jiang Qian hesitantly. Even though the masks covered most of their faces, Jiang Qian could still see the tension in them.

"Just like Occam's razor principle points out: if it is not necessary, do not increase the entity."

Jiang Qian smiled deeply:

"I have already prepared a bone-cutting knife, why do I need a useless tool like piano wire that is difficult to kill with one blow? Are you showing off your IQ?"

"You know, it is not easy to kill an adult with only a 0.7 to 2 mm piano wire, and the other party is a strong adult male who is good at violence and has just taken sleeping pills and fell asleep. It is not as safe as a knife."

"Bold! Arrogant!" Red Mask slammed the table angrily.

"Sinner Jiang Qian, are you protesting to the Court of Truth? This is not a good idea."

Gray Mask gnashed his teeth and said sinisterly:

"From now on, the cost of your confession has increased. In addition to chopping off your hands, you have to leave your tongue."

Jiang Qian was unmoved: "I am just trying to help the Court of Truth sort out the contradictions in this case. After all, you have neither evidence nor witness testimony. If even the traces in my head are not enough to support my criminal facts, what else can you rely on to accuse me?"

His words directly pointed to the core of the dispute, which shocked the two high-ranking bodies.

"Do you even question your own memory?" Gray Mask said in disbelief.

"Correction, I am not questioning the memory, but the nature of the memory." Jiang Qian raised the corner of his mouth, "I admire this method, stealing concepts between memory and facts that have happened. It's so beautiful that even I was almost deceived."

"What do you mean by this?"

Gray Mask raised his voice, but this just revealed his guilty conscience.

"It's very simple. I guess it's like this: the reason why this 'murder' exists in my memory is because I did have such an idea. It became part of my memory and stored in my mind. However, it was not put into practice."

"You messed up my memory in some extraordinary way, making me unable to distinguish which are established facts that have happened and which are plans that I imagined in my mind but did not implement. Then you killed me with a fictitious crime."

"Although I can't explain this phenomenon, huh...but since I'm here, what is impossible?"

Jiang Qian moved his hands in shackles, as if he was recalling a series of "touch" just now.

Holding the iron wire for roasting rats, resisting when being hit by Jiang Yang, the moment when the small pills were crushed into powder when grinding sleeping pills, the pain and numbness left by the piano wire being tightened in the palm for a long time...

These touches mixed together, as if they could really be mistaken for the real thing.

But fake is fake.

As long as you focus on a gap, they will be full of loopholes.

"That may be why you not only let me 'see' but also 'feel' it. I guess it's to enhance the sense of fait accompli in memory, and at the same time stimulate my emotional response through sensory stimulation, so that I am more convinced that I have killed someone."

Jiang Qian completed the gorgeous turn from defense to offense, staring at the gray mask calmly and firmly:

"In this way, even if there are loopholes in the memory, it is difficult for people to distinguish the truth from the false when they are under the threat of lust and emotional pressure. Naturally, they give up doubts and turn to consider how to reduce the crime and avoid death."

"You have a rich imagination... but this is not true."

The gray mask still did not let go, and used the same trick to induce Jiang Qian: "Think about it, you hate Jiang Yang! He never treats you as a brother, bullies you, controls you, and tramples on your preferences at will! You already have this idea, what reason is there not to implement it?"

"There are a thousand women you want to sleep with, do you sleep with them all?" Jiang Qian replied lightly.

"You!" The gray mask trembled his fingers, as if he was greatly humiliated.

The red mask also slammed the table angrily, his voice was out of tune: "Bold criminal suspect! How dare you openly insult the court? Damn it, I will beat you to death in a minute!!!"

Jiang Qian was slightly startled. Have I seen this idiot somewhere before?

Of course, no matter how the other party bends and instigates him to confess, he will ignore it.

He has finished what he wants to say, and he is very sure of his inference. Unless the other party brings out a new set of judgments that can correspond to all the details, there is no need for him to participate in the quarrel.

...

[10-minute countdown ends]

[Defense is successful, you will be acquitted]

Just acquitted?

Hey, isn't it too hasty? Wrong arrest and wrong judgment, no compensation for mental damage... Jiang Qian disagreed.

"Boom boom"

A heavy tremor sounded above his head.

The giant axe, which was almost touching his neck, began to rise slowly, and the sharp blade moved away from his vitals and disappeared in the air above his head.

The interrogation chair where Jiang Qian sat also returned to its sofa shape, and the half steel bar still stood beside it.

In the court in front of him, the presiding judge wearing a red mask gradually twisted his body and turned into a demon face, struggling to pounce on Jiang Qian! The tip of his tongue covered with barbs almost licked Jiang Qian's face!

But the steel bar swung by Jiang Qian cut a glaring blood mark.

The gray mask turned into a black shadow and fled along the ground, aiming at the gap behind Jiang Qian, trying to sneak attack from behind!

Unfortunately, an invisible force restricted him.

The fatal blow turned into impotent rage, and he could no longer get close to Jiang Qian.

A reminder came from Jiang Qian's ear:

[Hint: The movie viewing task of "The Trial" is completed, and the main task is updated]

[Main task: Arrive at the "Abyss Video Hall" and complete your exclusive movie viewing task (3/7)]

The task progress has been updated from 1/7 to 3/7.

The scene in front of him returned to the way it was when Jiang Qian first entered the projection room.

The screen in front of him had gone out.

"It's over."

Jiang Qian sighed.

"They can play with memories, and even the missing people are not spared. This dungeon is really shady."

He didn't want to stay in this room for a moment, so he turned and walked out.

Back to the corridor.

Jiang Qian once again carefully examined the poster posted on the door of projection room No. 1.

Under the huge rack, the trapped people crawled on the ground and were at the mercy of others...

Jiang Qian touched his neck, which still had the cold touch of being pressed by a sharp weapon.

It is conceivable that if his anger and hatred towards Jiang Yang had overwhelmed his mind, he would have borne the price that did not belong to him, just like the trapped people on the poster.

This is thanks to Jiang Yang. He had been missing for too long, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive, so Jiang Qian couldn't bring up much hatred when he thought of him now.

As for the memory of murder, it was more of an accident than a failed plan: many years ago, after watching a murder movie, I was so excited that I used Jiang Yang as a target to imagine the plot.

"The key to this level is to have a clear mind and a firm will, so as not to be disturbed and bewitched by other evil thoughts."

There was a moment of silence.

Put aside the past that came with the memory.

Jiang Qian walked towards the No. 2 screening room.

...

Beijing Public Security Bureau.

Special Affairs Center-Information Intelligence Department.

Bai Ji saw that the progress bar of the ongoing "Whisper of the Heart Demon" had moved forward a bit, and he unconsciously stopped drinking tea.

This progress has exceeded 1/3!

Quickly called the relevant recorder to ask about the frequency of cannibalism in the Whisper of the Heart Demon copy this year, and released a signal that he might work overtime tonight.

In addition to the person in front of him, a total of 15 people were pulled into the Whisper of the Heart Demon this year.

12 of them died at the beginning, and 3 reached 1/3 of the progress and stopped at this record.

Bai Ji fell into silence.

The guy who was experiencing the life and death tribulation in the dungeon was already ranked in the top 20% of the trialists, which was very good.

As long as he went one step further and pushed the progress to 2/3, he would be the one who broke the record of this dungeon this year.

But Bai Ji himself knew that this was just his beautiful expectation. However, the degree of danger of the nightmare dungeon was almost never shifted by personal expectations.

"Alas! I was so lucky that I didn't experience such a nightmare when I opened the cards..."