Chapter 315: Inhuman (123) (1st + 2nd) [VIP]

Bai Jinshu silently lay back down.

I think he is Cen Bingqi, so it's okay.

He was relieved, while Herbisk next to him looked at him and suddenly sat up with a serious face. He stared at the air for a few seconds and then lay down silently, with a subtle doubt emerging on his face.

Before Bai Jinshu lay back down, he saw the doubt on Herbisk's face, so he simply pulled him aside and lowered his voice to change the subject: "You know I met a replica of Director Qiao when I came here before, right?"

Herbisk nodded.

"This thing..." He said in a rare deep voice before Bai Jinshu spoke, "It's not just aimed at us."

"Yes," Bai Jinshu nodded, "I just thought of this. We originally thought that only the six of us were targeted, but now it seems that it is only because we were targeted together at the earliest and happened to be in the public eye during this period of time that we had the illusion that only we were targeted."

After the guess "He is Cen Bingqi" came out, the voices in his head fell into a collective silence, not sure whether it was shock or speechlessness. This freed up a lot of thinking space in his brain which was already filled with conversations. He smoothly led the topic to the replica and successfully diverted Herbisk's attention.

He was just bringing up a random topic here, and Herbiskus thought that all his previous struggles and contemplations came from thinking about this issue.

"You think..." He pondered for a few seconds, then looked at Bai Jinshu, "This thing has existed for a long time, long before the six of us were targeted."

"Yes," Bai Jinshu originally just wanted to change the subject, but after hearing what he said, he found something to dig into. "The gossip that our two copies heard before said that someone was raising a ghost. This timeline was before the recording of the show started. This thing had at least appeared in small quantities before the recording of the show."

It’s just that people who haven’t been targeted by this thing before have never discovered its existence.

But he came into their sight when two murders suddenly occurred.

"What happened..." Herbisks thought, "causing these things to suddenly start hurting people?"

After all, judging from the scenes of the first two murders, these replicas had no idea what covering up was when they first killed people, nor did they know how to clean up the scene.

If this is how the replicas killed people before, then based on the current density of these things on the island, there will be just as many across the country. With so many replicas, and each one causing such a commotion when killing the original owner, then all kinds of homicides should be on the news every day.

Since there haven’t been many horrific murders of this kind before, it can only mean that they don’t hurt people very often.

Even saying it doesn't hurt anyone.

This would explain why the replica of the star who was rumored to be a ghost did not kill the star himself, but lived in harmony with him.

Herbisk looked up and found that Ersi was staring straight ahead without moving, as if he was thinking or in a daze.

He certainly seemed off today.

Normally, when analyzing such topics, Ersi likes to take the initiative. He would be the one to start the conversation and then give reminders when the discussion reaches a deadlock or difficulty.

But in the conversation between the two today, he frequently lost his focus after opening the topic. Often after giving a long analysis, he would stare at a certain point, with an expression that looked like he was thinking or in a daze.

He occasionally did this when he was recording the program just now, but because of the program effect and the fact that the recording content was about the production of intangible cultural heritage, the camera would often fall on the other guests and the works in their hands. In addition, everyone knew that he had faced Director Qiao's replica before, and time was tight and there was no time to explain clearly. After a few days of getting along, everyone had a tacit understanding and would save the situation from time to time when he didn't have time to answer. The effect was actually quite good throughout the live broadcast.

Some people noticed this in the comments, and a few people were commenting on it, but the topic quickly went off the track:

[I feel so dull today...]

[Today's content is much more difficult than yesterday's. It's hard for an untrained person to do it exactly as the teacher demonstrated. Ersi Ge was just more serious about the production, so there wasn't much interaction.]

[Er Si Ge is very serious, his hands have never stopped. Isn't today's recording about the production of intangible cultural heritage? What's wrong with being serious about the production? 】

[? Do you mean that other people are not serious...]

[I mean, look at the unfinished product in Huangmao's hand. A lucky pattern has almost become an ancient god. The cameraman couldn't help laughing. It's hard to believe that he is really serious.]

[The child is actually serious, but he just doesn’t have the talent (holding his forehead and smiling bitterly)]

[What level is Huangmao? Why are you comparing him with others? What's the point of comparing with him? He is just an innocent foreign guy. He spoke in a jargon-like language a few years ago and couldn't speak clearly. Now he can speak clearly, which is progress.]

[Herbiskus:? ]

[He Si is a business elite. You compare a business elite with Huang Mao Ge? Are you looking up to Huang Mao Ge or insulting the business elite? Apologize to He Si! ]

【……Grass. 】

[…Amazing, the reputation of Huang Mao’s fans being one fan out of ten haters is well-deserved. ]

The topic of the barrage was all about Huangmao and Herbisk.

While the camera was capturing other people's work, Herbisk gently pushed Bai Jinshu with his fingertips, and only withdrew his finger when he saw that he suddenly came back to his senses.

Ever since he saw Director Qiao's replica, he seemed to be in deep thought.

It was like this during the live broadcast just now, and it is still like this now.

Herbisk looked at him and suddenly stopped and stared at a point in a daze, then asked, "What do you think?"

"Hmm..." Bai Jinshu suddenly came back to his senses, "Oh, where were we just now?"

"Is there something that happened that caused them to suddenly start attacking the people they copied?" Herbiskus continued.

"It's possible." Bai Jinshu raised his waist and tapped the table a few times with his fingertips.

It was too tiring for two people to talk with their backs bent like this, so he simply stood up and planned to sit next to Herbisk. As soon as he stood up from his seat, he suddenly covered his forehead and swayed forward, "Hiss..."

Herbisk was quick to support him and said, "Be careful."

"Just now... I suddenly felt dizzy," Bai Jinshu was supported, shook his head, and pressed his other hand against his forehead, "Maybe I didn't get enough sleep this morning."

It is understandable that he did not sleep well last night for the safety of Nianyu and Hong Conghua.

"Don't talk about it for now. Find a place to sit down first." Herbisk frowned. He felt that he didn't sleep well, but this was definitely not a good time to ask related questions, so he had to help him sit down first.

"No need." Bai Jinshu rarely sat back down due to his strength. Instead, he stood there and shook his head. He grabbed Herbisk's wrist with his free hand and said, "Don't move."

As expected, Herbisk did not move.

"I just need to relax for a while." Bai Jinshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, rested his eyebrows on the other's shoulder, and turned his attention back to his mind.

Not long ago, the voices in his head finally spoke one after another, as if they were shocked by the equation "Newcomer = Cen Bingqi".

The status of "Cen Bingqi" is indeed a bit special.

After hearing that he might be the newcomer, several voices of Bai Jinshu who were not sure who they were spoke as if they were relieved, saying that since it was not a sudden accident, it had nothing to do with them, and then there was no more sound.

Bai Jinshu speculated that the "Cen Bingqi" they were talking about might be equivalent to a person in charge. If no newcomer appeared and nothing happened to the person in charge, then they would have nothing to do.

And there seem to be some very clear hierarchical relationships between these voices.

Or we cannot say that they are superiors and subordinates, but rather that most of them have a weaker say, while a few have a stronger say.

For example, they often mentioned "Cen Bingqi", [17] Cen Bingqi and [11] Cen Bingqi, who could quarrel at any time and divert the topic when everyone was discussing a problem, and Cen Bingqi, who often interrupted their conversation and corrected the topic.

In most situations, these people can quickly take the initiative in speaking and appear as the person who analyzes the situation or finds solutions.

This is very much in line with Bai Jinshu's imagination.

After all, there are so many people in his mind, and there are at least a dozen voices appearing one after another. If there is no one in charge or a unified management role, so many voices will easily fight each other.

And from their conversation, we can also infer that they did not get along as harmoniously as they do now at the beginning.

It would be basically impossible to go from being at loggerheads and wanting each other dead to living in harmony now if there weren't one or two characters who could suppress everyone.

Cen Bingqi...seems to be such an existence recognized by all voices.

After coming to the equation "this inexplicably appearing newcomer = Cen Bingqi", almost everyone agreed with this statement.

In their opinion, the danger of Cen Bingqi, who controls the body most of the time, suddenly losing his memory is even lower than the danger of a new person suddenly appearing.

However, Bai Jinshu did have some doubts in his mind about whether he was equal to this "Cen Bingqi".

He himself had no impression of these sounds, but he was not completely unfamiliar with them.

When [11] came out before, he did have a kind of trust and familiarity with this person who could suddenly control part of his body.

This familiarity seemed to come from instinct rather than thought. When facing the attack, he did not have time to think too much, and the few words he exchanged with the other party were all spoken subconsciously.

These few scattered exchanges were absolutely identical to the way "Cen Bingqi" communicated with him, otherwise he would not have recognized himself as "Cen Bingqi".

Then this becomes intriguing.

He had never thought about these voices or the influence of these people before, and why he subconsciously responded in the same way as "Cen Bingqi".

After most people had left, [11] pouted and said, "Since the newcomer outside is the unconscious Cen Bingqi, why don't we let him in now?"

According to [17], they are now in crisis and someone from the outside world may be hunting them down at any time. For the sake of safety, he would of course prefer to switch out a personality to avoid any emergency.

"Who's going out? You?" [17] was speechless for a moment. "Do you know what Cen Bingqi is going to do? He's in the crew now. Cen Bingqi, can you act?"

"You can do it?" [11] Cen Bingqi asked unhappily.

"I can't do it, so I won't go." [17]'s voice sounded a little proud. "You want to compare your brain with Cen Bingqi's? You know that your current amnesia was not part of his plan? What if he deliberately lost his memory for this effect?"

"What if it's an accident?" Cen Bingqi paused for a second and did not fall into [17]'s trap.

"Then it's safer for you to let him stay outside than inside," [17] said at length without mocking him. "This isn't your first day here. If there really was some danger, then if he wasn't killed instantly, someone else would have taken over the man's position the moment Cen Bingqi lost consciousness. Since none of us know when he lost his memory, that means that losing his memory was the effect he wanted to achieve."

It was not known whether his words had convinced [11], but Cen Bingqi, who was sent out by everyone to negotiate with Bai Jinshu at the beginning, had obviously heard it. After a hissing sound, he fell into deep thought.

When Bai Jinshu was hearing this, Herbisk interrupted his thoughts, causing his consciousness to be briefly withdrawn from his brain for a short while and appear in the outside world to answer his question.

During this short moment, Bai Jinshu didn't know what happened inside, but the moment he stood up, he felt that the vision in front of him seemed to shake suddenly, and the whole person suddenly lost his balance and fell forward.

This is like the feeling I had when [11] appeared last time, wanting to control my body.

But compared to the natural familiarity when [11] appeared, the moment this feeling came out, Bai Jinshu felt a strong rejection suddenly arise in his heart.

He felt very clearly that this consciousness was fighting with him for control of his body.

But his subconscious mind was extremely reluctant to hand over his body to this consciousness, as if something very serious would happen if this consciousness took the initiative.

At this time, he cannot give up control of any part of his body, otherwise it is very likely that this consciousness will snatch it away in the next second.

Without even having time to think, Bai Jinshu subconsciously stopped Herbisk from trying to make him sit down. In order to prevent the other party from forcibly pressing him down to rest, he quickly grabbed his wrist.

He and Herbisk were originally in a corner of the crew, talking in low voices. The staff around them thought he was catching up on his sleep and intentionally avoided moving over to that side.

This also gave him some room to buffer if he suddenly lost control.

After suddenly resisting two waves of attacks, Bai Jinshu felt that there were suddenly two sounds in his mind, like the sounds of fists and feet.

"Who let him out?" [17] seemed to shout.

"Where's Cen Bingqi? Is he okay?"

"You were talking to me the whole time, why didn't you look back? How come no one noticed when there were so many people around?"

"Will you die if you don't talk enough during a fight? You didn't keep talking when you killed someone before, did you?" [11] responded bluntly, "Don't you have eyes to see?"

【17】It’s rare that I’m left speechless.

Wait a moment.

Bai Jinshu's mind was in chaos for a moment.

Aren't these voices resuming peaceful coexistence? Why does this sound like a fight?

And these were the sounds of the fight, right? Why did he also feel dizzy along with them?

At the same time, in this strange daze, Bai Jinshu felt that the Cen Bingqi who appeared before began to try to communicate with him again: "Cen Bing... No, are you okay?"

He subconsciously wanted to call himself Cen Bingqi just now.

From the perspective of whether he can still control this body, he is indeed fine.

Bai Jinshu wanted to shake his head, but after shaking his head he realized that the other party couldn't see his movements at this time.

"...It's okay." He shook his head and answered.

"What's wrong?" Herbisk's voice suddenly rang out.

Bai Jinshu then realized that he had just said this sentence directly out of his mouth.

He is really not conscious at the moment.

Even though he now felt that the voices in his mind appeared suddenly, he had to admit that they were definitely closely related to him.

The more these voices there are, the less time his brain has for thinking. If the voices in his head create a violent conflict, such as a fight, it will be difficult for him to mobilize more of the part of his brain that controls movement.

They are closely related to their own status.

Now that something was beating in his mind, it was difficult for him to realize whether he was replying in his mind or speaking in the real world.

"I said I should be fine..." He paused, corrected his previous slip of the tongue, and then quickly changed the subject, "Forget it, I'd better go to bed and lie down for a while."

There are people coming and going all the time, and I can't guarantee that something weird won't happen in my head, causing the same thing to happen again.

They are now in a small villa where they are recording the program. According to the program crew's initial shooting plan, the rooms for several people are indeed inside the villa, so it is not difficult to take a rest.

Herbisk was silent for a moment, then made a quick decision: "Go to my room."

When the rooms were arranged a few days ago, Bai Jinshu's room was on the third floor, while he and Xiaoying were on the first floor. It was indeed his room that was more convenient.

Bai Jinshu thought the sooner he could lie down on the bed, the better. He didn't have time to worry about your room and my room. He nodded quickly and followed his steps towards the room.

In order to prevent himself from falling again along the way, Bai Jinshu simply continued to hold Herbisk's hand, supporting his forehead and following him.

The crew was having lunch at this time. The two walked from the corner to the room. They met many staff members along the way. Everyone saw Bai Jinshu following behind Herbisk with his hand covering his forehead, looking sick. They all hurriedly asked, "Is Teacher Ersi okay? Are you sick?"

"Is it a headache? Does the crew have any medicine on hand?"

"I remember there were cold medicine and painkillers."

"Do you want to call 120?"

120 is too much...

"Not really... just a little uncomfortable. I'll just lie down for a while." The sound of fighting in his mind became more and more intense. Bai Jinshu now felt that most of the brain that maintained movement in his body was called upon to participate in the fight. He would stagger from time to time when walking. Fortunately, Hebiskus supported him and he did not fall to the ground.

His behavior made the staff think that he was seriously ill, so they quickly made way for him and ran to open the door of Herbisk's room.

There are only two rooms on the first floor, belonging to Herbisk and Nian Yu. Since there are people of the same sex, of course no one would consider letting Bai Jinshu go to Nian Yu's room first.

After Herbisk helped him into his room, the staff outside quickly dropped the lunch boxes in their hands, brought a cup of hot water, and someone even brought a medicine box.

The most occupied area in the brain is the motor part. Bai Jinshu felt much better after lying on the bed. Seeing the staff nervously asking him where he felt uncomfortable, he just casually said the lightest one: "I have a common migraine problem. Do you have any painkillers?"

“Yes, yes, yes.” The staff quickly took out a bottle of ibuprofen and breathed a sigh of relief after watching him take the medicine.

Bai Jinshu bit himself to death that it was just a sudden headache and he would be fine after taking some medicine and lying down for a while.

The stagehand who came to see him had to disperse the many staff members inside and outside the room who were watching the fun, asked everyone to keep their voices down so as not to disturb Bai Jinshu's rest, and then closed the door and went out.

At Herbisk's insistence, he did not leave with the staff and ended up staying in the room.

Bai Jinshu didn't have time to say anything else at this moment. It was better for Herbisk to stay than for other unfamiliar staff to stay and take care of him.

Now he understood why those voices had told "Cen Bingqi" to sleep during the day or take a nap in a chair.

It turned out that his feeling was not wrong, the communication in his mind really occupied his CPU.

If there is a large amount of consciousness exchange or fierce struggle in the background, it will definitely affect the controller in the front.

The person who just tried to wrest control from him was definitely some malicious consciousness.

Bai Jinshu no longer had time to maintain his character at this moment. He, Cen Bingqi and these voices were definitely related. He had never heard of anyone having auditory hallucinations to the point where they couldn't even control their own movements.

He didn't have time to say anything to Herbisk. After all the staff left the room, he immediately closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep.

He didn't know how to get backstage.

But based on the communication between these voices, he guessed that when he was in control of his body, he was in the foreground, and when he was out of control, he was in the background.

Obviously, a normal person cannot control his or her body subjectively based on consciousness only after falling asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt his body sinking, as if he had entered a very vast space, and two voices rang particularly close to his ears.

"You didn't see it?" Yes [11]

"Are you blind?" [17] He said bluntly.

“It’s Cen Bingqi’s problem,” [11] quickly shifted the blame. “If he hadn’t rushed in without knowing the situation and said Cen Bingqi had a problem and he had heard it, he wouldn’t have come out and tried to take over the consciousness.”

"You're just taking advantage of the fact that he's not around and passing the buck to him..." [11] Speechless.

[17]: “It’s not my problem anyway.”

[11]: "If it's not your problem, then it could be... Cen Bingqi?"

“What’s this about Cen Bingqi…” [17] pouted and turned his eyes away. “Oh my god, Cen Bingqi? When did you come? Didn’t you lose your memory?”

In his field of vision, two people looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.

Bai Jinshu raised his eyebrows subtly, and did not respond to them at first, but looked around.

This seemed to be a very large villa, and he was now at the door of the villa. The reason why the villa was called large was that the living room he was in was about four or five stories high. There should have been a circle of sofas and stools in the middle of the living room, but now they were all broken into pieces, one on the left and one on the right.

Apart from filming, he has also heard that some patients with multiple personality disorder have their own personality living in a "villa", occupying a small room by themselves.

Obviously, this villa is so big, there must be a lot of people living here...

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw two people, one wearing sportswear that was convenient for movement, and the other wearing a work vest. They looked similar, but their temperaments were very different.

The person being pinned to the ground by the two men was a man who looked the same as them, but with bloodshot eyes, grinning at him provocatively.

The three people who were fighting just now should be these three people.

Bai Jinshu called out tentatively, "Cen Bingqi?"

He actually wasn't quite sure which pronunciation of "qi" should be used here, but Chinese has at most four pronunciations, and there are three people here, so if he randomly chooses one, he has a three-quarters chance of being correct.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the guy on the right had a look of shock on his face: "Didn't you lose your memory and think you were a newcomer? Damn, you remember!"

Bai Jinshu raised his eyebrows.

The position of "Cen Bingqi" is indeed very delicate.

He just raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything. When he looked over, the man on the right smiled with a guilty look, and quickly pointed at the man who was pinned to the ground by two people and said, "That... this is definitely Cen Bingqi's fault!"

This voice belongs to【17】Cen Bingqi.

The man in black sportswear next to him is [11] Cen Bingqi.

It was strange that these names seemed confusing to him when he heard their voices, but he remembered them instantly when he saw their faces.

Cen Bingqi curled his lips and rolled his eyes: "Get lost, you might as well believe in a ghost than him."

"It's so sad." Cen Bingqi held Xizi's heart.

Cen Bingqi said bluntly: "Ugh."

"Since you haven't lost your memory, don't scare us. Is it fun to scare us? You're not trying to trick him out for fun, are you?" He swung his sleeves, shook the man in his hand, and exchanged glances with Cen Bingqi on the opposite side. The two of them argued verbally, but they pulled him up in tacit understanding, "It's okay, we'll go close the door first."

"Wait a moment." Bai Jinshu said.

"What's wrong..." Cen Bingqi said in a long tone, standing at attention under Bai Jinshu's gaze, "What do you want me to do?"

Cen Bingqi and the unknown "qi" in the hands of the two of them also looked over.

Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, Bai Jinshu curled the corners of his lips slightly: "I have lost my memory."

The author has something to say:

Bloodline suppression is like this (x)

I put the pictures of the villas where the 24 personalities live in their consciousness on wb @月渡寒塘含糖, if you are interested, you can go to check it out

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