As the saying goes, if you have never eaten pork, you have seen pigs run away.

Zhu Wanqi's mother looks like this. Most people have seen it many times in some film and television works. It's either a ghost or an evil spirit. In short, it must be related to this kind of thing. Zhu Wanqi immediately turned pale with fright. He grabbed Zhao Zhu's shoulders tightly with both hands. Right now, it seems that only Zhao Zhu, a new boyfriend who has not been dating for a long time, can give her some sense of security and support.

However, she didn't know that Zhao Zhu wanted to leave here early. He didn't want to worry about this kind of thing. He asked Zhu Wanqi to come out just to meet his physical needs, not to get involved in this kind of thing again. Going into the supernatural incident, especially related to this hosta, Li Fan in the group, such a terrible expert in raising ghosts and controlling ghosts, also died in the hospital. He Zhao Zhu has a few pounds and a few taels to deal with. Such a thing?

However, Zhao Zhu's adaptability is still very fast, he directly said to Zhu Wanqi:

"Auntie is sleepwalking, and she may be mentally affected and stimulated, so she can't wake up, otherwise there may be a big problem. Let's go out first, call 120 outside, and wait for the professional ambulance personnel to come."

Although Zhu Wanqi is a nurse, Zhao Zhu is a highly skilled doctor. At this time, Zhao Zhu spoke, and she had no choice but to nod. The two of them gently backed away, planning to leave the room and talk.

However, at this very moment, Zhu Wanqi's mother suddenly turned around in a Rakshasa step, pinched the orchid in her hand, pointed in the direction of Zhao Zhu and Zhu Wanqi, and sang in a theatrical way:

"Hey, where are you running!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Zhu only felt a coolness that penetrated into the bone marrow, as if the whole person fell into the ice cellar at once, and Zhu Wanqi was even more unbearable, the whole person was frightened to the ground, this is a kind of momentum, but also a kind of psychology Zhao Zhu is a psychiatrist, his psychological defense is stronger than ordinary people, and he has more resistance to this kind of thing recently, so he can still stand, otherwise it is estimated that other people will be the same. A reaction with Zhu Wanqi.

Zhu Wanqi's mother walked towards here step by step, as if this was a stage, and she was a famous actress, showing her style in front of many high-profile guests, but her already fat figure and this attitude were quite impressive. Does not match.

Zhao Zhu took a deep breath, and regardless of Zhu Wanqi, who was slumped on the ground, he forced his steps forward, rushed out of the room, ran to the flowerbed outside the house, and ran out the door in one breath, picking up the phone at the same time. Dial 110.

The call was quickly connected. When Zhao Zhu put the phone to his ear, what came from the other end of the phone was not the voice of the policeman, but a series of high tones:

"Master, where are you going!"

Zhao Zhu's face sank immediately, and he looked at Zhu Wanqi's house again, and found that in the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhu Wanqi's mother was standing in front of the window, looking at him coldly.

On her head, she was still wearing that green jade hairpin, and that green light made Zhao Zhu's eyes dizzy. She held on for a while, and finally reluctantly stood outside the door slowly, bending He dropped his knees and fell to the ground.

……

"Sir, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up."

Zhao Zhu was swayed and opened his eyes, and found that the surroundings were very dim, with only a few candles illuminating, the visibility was naturally not very high, and Zhao Zhu found himself lying on a high wooden bed, with pale pink drapes beside the bed. Bead curtain, he only wore very few clothes on his body, and a woman with a good figure was sitting on his lap, and his hands kept groping on his chest and whimpering.

"This is... where?"

Zhao Zhu couldn't help asking.

"Hey, son, you hurt the slave family too much. The slave family turned off all the entertainment today because of you. It's just that you came a little late, so you fell asleep first and forgot where you were. In your eyes, is the slave family really no different from the woman in Huajie Liuxiang that you sleep in on weekdays?"

She murmured her complaints, but the woman didn't have any free time. The jade fingers kept kneading and stroking Zhao Zhu's chest, while the smooth skin on the lower abdomen pressed hard against Zhao Zhu's lower body. A light body fragrance that can arouse people's desire.

However, at this time, how could Zhao Zhu have the intention to do such a thing?

Indeed, this is the purpose of his looking for Zhu Wanqi before, but now things have developed beyond his control and slipped in an unpredictable direction. If Zhao Zhu is really interested in making an inexplicable love here at this time, it is estimated that this is the case. Zhao Zhu can no longer be described as calm, but can only be described as being kicked by a donkey in his head.

"Get out of the way, tell me, where is this place?"

Zhao Zhu pushed the woman away from him and asked.

"Master, what's wrong with you today, this is Cuixianglou, I'm Haitang." The woman replied with a resentful tone.

"Cuixianglou?" Zhao Zhu felt a sense of irony. He staggered out of bed immediately, feeling that his legs were a little weak, but he still came to the door of the room and pushed open the door:

Here is a huge ring-shaped building, with about five floors. On each floor, there are many rooms. There are many women who are smeared and powdered, and there are many clients looking for fun. There are dozens of tables downstairs. The guests were eating and chatting, and there was a pink head sitting in their arms. Moreover, everyone was dressed in ancient service, and they went up and down **** customers plus prostitutes ~ women plus runaways and old ~ bustards, it is estimated that there are no less than five Hundreds of people, even if it is a movie, it is impossible to make such a big show.

"Did you care about him? Could it be that I entered the world of terror missions ahead of time?"

Zhao Zhu cursed and touched his phone subconsciously, only to find that he was wearing a purple pant and a jacket, and he didn't even have a pocket. Where to touch the phone, at the same time, Zhao Zhu Suddenly realizing something, he rushed into the room again, picked up the candle in the room, put it on the dresser, and looked at the bronze mirror on the dresser.

This is a very handsome face, and there is even a kind of evil in his handsomeness. Zhao Zhu himself is very handsome, but the problem now is that the face in the mirror is not his Zhao Zhu!

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Haitang walked to Zhao Zhu's side, but did not dare to approach. Obviously, she also found out that this son is also a regular customer of hers. Today's unusual.

Zhao Zhu frowned~lightnovelpub.net~ He can generally confirm two things now. First, he should not be in the mission world. Second, he may be in someone else's memory, and he has also taken this role. , or was forcibly assigned to this role.

This kind of manual psychological treatment has been recorded, but there are not many psychology experts in the world who can do this. Moreover, from Zhao Zhu's current point of view, whether it is the precise pattern of the dressing table or the outside Cuixiang upstairs Everyone up and down is so "lifelike" and so real!

Zhao Zhu can be sure that there is no hypnotist in the real world who can achieve this level of difficulty and level of constructing the world of consciousness. It is just like the higher the resolution of the picture, the larger the space it takes up, so fine and large. Ordinary people's brains are definitely unable to complete the ostentation structure. Even with the help of a computer, it is almost impossible to create such a level of world in the virtual world.

Zhao Zhu had an impulse at this time. Looking at the candle in front of him, he really wanted to set the building on fire and burn all these messy memories to bury, but he also knew that if he did this, along with the burial, there would be He Zhao Zhu himself, if he is lucky, he will not die, but his body will directly turn into an unconscious vegetative person.

At this moment, there was a commotion from downstairs, and the gongs and drums sounded in unison.

"What's wrong?"

"It's the Hua Kui who is on stage, son, do you want to see it?" Haitang couldn't help but feel sour when she spoke. Obviously, the Hua Kui is the most popular and the most jealous of her peers in the prostitute industry. .