Nan Zhou didn't answer and asked, "How did you catch me?"
Nan Zhou was not honest, and {Jiang Fang} did not force him to answer immediately.
His madness seemed to be revealed only for the real {Nanzhou}, but now that his senses returned, he was convinced that the monster in front of him was not the one he cherished {Nanzhou}, and his expression was much gentler.
He seems to communicate better than the [Nanzhou] of the previous world.
He replied, "...you fell off the roof."
Nan Zhou: "… Huh?"
He was so confused with his appearance that {Jiang Fang} cast an interesting glance at him: "I originally planned to kill monsters tonight, but suddenly I heard a sound from the tiles on the roof, and you fell. to the balcony."
… what.
Nan Zhou nodded and thought without embarrassment: It was delivered to the door by himself.
Speaking of which, his real encounter with Jiang Fang also started with the action of "jumping off the balcony".
If Li Yinhang was here, he would definitely complain about what kind of ooc fanciful plot abusing the plot of the original work.
But Nan Zhou thought more deeply.
… He sensed a sense of disobedience.
When switching from the first world to the second world, the time switch is instantaneous.
He remembered very clearly that he appeared directly opposite [Nanzhou]'s house, and there was basically no obvious time difference during the period.
But from the second world to the third world, it is obviously not so silky.
For a long period of time, Nan Zhou had no clear consciousness, including what {Jiang Fang} said "falling from the upstairs", and he didn't even feel any pain.
This can of course be regarded as the full moon in the third world affecting his personal consciousness, but Nan Zhou could not take such a change lightly.
What he was worried about was that the farther he was from the original world, the more chaotic his mental state would be when he passed through the box.
This kind of "acclimatization" doesn't matter in peacetime, but in the crisis-ridden box world, it will only make his actions more and more passive.
Nanzhou did not forget the content in the game description.
[Whatever, try to escape from here, even so, it’s just escaping into the next story. 】
[Unless, you can find a ticket to get on the train leaving the tragedy. 】
He knew his purpose was to find a ticket.
However, his search in the first world was fruitless, and in the second and third box worlds, he was quite passive.
In the second box, he had no time at all.
If he hadn't figured out the regularity of the box's appearance in time, and ran to smash the glass of [Jiang Fang]'s house, [Nan Zhou] might have opened the box of this world and destroyed his own world with his own hands.
In the third box, he lost his freedom.
Wanting to complete the action of "opening the box" by hand is already more difficult for Nanzhou today, and it is almost impossible to escape and find a ticket under the full moon in the town.
Similarly, Nan Zhou will not forget the weird comment that flashed on the huge sky when he opened the box...
Before he could find any clues from it, {Jiang Fang} snapped his fingers in front of him, urging him to return to his senses.
{Jiang Fang} quickly explored how to get along with the person in front of him: "I answer a question, you answer a question?"
Nan Zhou did not speak.
If he agreed, Nan Zhou would not have many important questions to ask {Jiang Fang}.
On the contrary, {Jiang Fang} was able to extract a lot of information from his mouth.
He knew that if {Jiang Fang} and his brother Fang had similar temperaments, the more information he had, the worse it would be for him.
But if he just passively resists, {Jiang Fang}, who has absolute initiative, may take some actions against him that he is not happy with.
… a dilemma.
Seeing that Nan Zhou did not answer, {Jiang Fang} pulled a chair by himself, sat down on the side of the bed, put his fingers together, and put them on the wrist of his injured hand: "You said, the box contains the destruction of this world. The secret, what is that?"
Nan Zhou: "I can't tell you."
{Jiang Fang}: "Hey, this is so unfair."
He removed his fingers from Nanzhou's wrist, put his elbows on his knees, leaned forward, and sat on the chair with his feet raised, like a curious, lively and gentle young man: " Talk to me, I'm really curious."
Nan Zhou looked at him without saying a word.
He looked so normal, so normal it was creepy.
{Jiang Fang} also saw the alertness in Nan Zhou's expression, and tilted his head with crooked eyes: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Nan Zhou: "I look a lot like the {Nan Zhou} you care about."
{Jiang Fang} smiled: "Well, it's exactly the same."
Nan Zhou: "There are two similar people in the world, don't you mind?"
{Jiang Fang} shrugged: "So am I not asking you?"
After these seemingly unintentional words, he glanced at the butterfly tattooed on Nan Zhou's wrist.
Just now, he had already tested it at close range with his fingers.
This tattoo is Chen Shang, not painted in a short time.
{Jiang Fang}'s eyes started from the wrist of Nan Zhou's body and swam to his face inch by inch: "A face that looks like this... I thought you were taking a home. But the existence of this tattoo shows that you are just another one. Someone who looks exactly like him."
He held his chin, looked at Nan Zhou, and speculated: "You have the attribute of a monster, and you obviously know this attribute very well, so you have not even tried to escape after confirming that there is a full moon outside the window."
"You're another monster. But I've never seen you in town."
"I have dissected a lot of monsters, and so far, none of them have the ability to transform."
When it came to the word "anatomy", {Jiang Fang} showed a hint of desire and curiosity towards Nan Zhou, and his eyes wandered around his lower abdomen, as if looking for a suitable position to cut the knife.
{Jiang Fang} raised his hand and put his hand on Nan Zhou's forehead.
Nan Zhou ducked back, the corners of his mouth bent slightly, and there was obvious discomfort in his expression.
{Jiang Fang} turned a blind eye to his resistance: "So, combined with this information, you are a... an alien little monster."
As he said that, he approached Nanzhou and said softly and gently, "Your purpose is very clear. As soon as you come, you need to find that box. The box is the main goal of your coming to this world, isn't it?"
He stopped, stopped analyzing, and only seriously looked at Nan Zhou's face that was gradually losing its blood.
Seeing his thin lips pursed tightly, {Jiang Fang} sighed: "I've said so much, don't you want to say anything about the box?"
"I know you want to delay until the box comes," he said. "If it weren't for your own inconvenience, you wouldn't be wasting time with me here."
Nan Zhou closed his eyes and did not allow him to read even a single bit of information from his own eyes.
{Jiang Fang} also sensed his determination, Ruoyu sighed, then reached out to support his chin: "Please open your mouth."
Although it was the tone of request, his thumb pressed firmly against the muscles of Nan Zhou's cheek, forcing him to loosen his clenched teeth.
He put a clean white towel in his mouth, and immediately stated his purpose in a gentlemanly manner: "If you call in his voice, I may be troubled. So please bear with me."
After making this unusually considerate account, {Jiang Fang} pressed the tip of his index finger against his temple.
He trimmed thin and hard fingernails like nails, firmly wedging the corner of Nanzhou's temple, and slowly exerted force, gradually tightening.
Jiang Fang also did this to him, but at that moment, his mood was different.
At that time, the light-strain flora in Nan Zhou's brain, like a white peacock, released hormones similar to courtship when he was completely relaxed, urging him to "open the screen" layer by layer in his brain, making him emotionally difficult. suppress.
The movements of {Jiang Fang} are completely different from Jiang Fang.
All he learned from these monsters he hated was torture.
Nan Zhou only felt that the inside of his head was like a small needle puncture, and the pain was unbearable, but he was not used to expressing pain on his face, so he remained expressionless, swallowing a groan, his face was as pale as paper, but his lips were not Intermittently squeezed tightly, it became wet and red.
{Jiang Fang} is not in a hurry to ask anything from him, but just wants him to fully experience and fear this pain, and then start his next cross-examination with ease.
He explained slowly, "I've done experiments on a lot of monsters, and it's worked well for them."
He asked the questions he wanted to ask in advance: "I searched and you don't have the key. How are you going to open the box?"
"What's in the box? The things that can destroy the world mean the weapons that can kill me?"
"Or a weapon to kill all the monsters in this world?"
"Or, are you here to kill Nan Zhou?"
"Is there a mechanism in the box? The first person to open it will be able to grasp the ultimate weapon for the first time, or will he be killed by the mechanism?"
"Since you said that this world will be destroyed after the box is opened, how do you plan to leave this destroyed world?"
"What is your real identity? Did you come into this world voluntarily?"
After slowly explaining all the questions he wanted to ask, {Jiang Fang} released his hand and removed the wet towel ball in Nanzhou's mouth: "I'm offended."
Nan Zhou lightly pressed his tongue against the inner wall of his aching mouth, panting several times before he could barely hold his breath, and a thin layer of water mist appeared in his eyes.
He stared directly at {Jiang Fang} with these hazy eyes, and said, "...I don't mean, you ask a question, do I ask a question? You are over the limit."
{Jiang Fang} did not expect that he was so miserable that he had been reduced to the point of being slaughtered by others, and he actually dared to bargain with him.
He whistled softly: "Sorry, it's my fault. Um... Then we'll come one by one? You..."
Nan Zhou interrupted him: "When I asked a question just now, you didn't answer my question directly. So it's my turn."
{Jiang Fang} raised his eyebrows slightly, and was very interested in Nan Zhou's behavior of trying to turn against customers: "I'm sorry, I forgot, which question are you asking?"
Nan Zhou stared at him: "If I were you, on nights like this, I would always take the person I want to protect with all my heart, and would not let him leave my sight for even a second.... So, my question is, Do you care if there are two similar people like me and him in the world?"
{Jiang Fang} frowned for a moment.
Nan Zhou also knew the answer in advance from the change in his expression.
He nodded. "Well, I see. You don't have to answer."
{Jiang Fang} watched him gradually darken: "...What do you know?"
"You have long understood that there is something wrong with this world, and maybe you also know that {Nanzhou} is not normal, it may be a monster... Maybe you knew from a very young age. It's just that you hold on to hope that he is not. So you are afraid to see him Weakened and mutant at the full moon, so you dared not stay by his side..."
In front of Nan Zhou, {Jiang Fang}'s reaction after seeing him appeared.
If he really doesn't know anything and has been successfully deceived by {Nan Zhou} for so many years, then he adjusts his emotions too fast.
His morbid murmurs, every word, were nothing but mourning and self-mockery when his own vague hope was dismantled.
Nan Zhou hit the nail on the head: "I accidentally dismantled the camouflage you've been working so hard to wear, didn't I?"
"… You are really smart."
{Jiang Fang} raised his hand and stroked his cheek slowly with an attitude of approval.
His fingertips were cold, all the way down, but suddenly grabbed Nan Zhou's neck and pushed him against the head of the bed, making the back of Nan Zhou's head almost hit the wall.
{Jiang Fang}'s voice was half-smiling, with a stern look: "...I really hate you."
Nan Zhou thought, I hate you too.
I'm smart and he likes me.
When the whole person was pushed by {Jiang Fang}, half of his body was pressed against the head of the bed, Nan Zhou's neck was pinched back, but his body was shocked.
He noticed something unusual.
A thought flashed in his mind.
But before he could think about it, {Jiang Fang} withdrew his hand in time, and Nan Zhou couldn't catch the tail of that thought at all.
When Nan Zhou tried his best to catch the little tail, {Jiang Fang} quickly returned to his graceful appearance: "It's my turn."