Thinking that the person in the mirror could speak, he glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that the person did not make any other movements other than speaking, he withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward without squinting.

The mirror man woke up one after another following his path. They interrogated each other in a stern and cold tone, ruthlessly stabbed each other's weakness, and mercilessly dug his reverse scales with sharp knives.Don't stop until the blood is dripping.

"In the kidnapping case three years ago, you were in charge of the sniper's position. Why didn't you aim more accurately? Why didn't you kill the prisoner in one shot? Why did you give him a chance to shoot back?!"

"It was your mistake that killed the sixteen-year-old hostage!"

"Did you see the tears of the deceased's mother? Did you see his father, a forty-year-old man, weeping bitterly on the spot?! Did you attend the funeral of a teenager, and the one who was sent to the crematorium was a man who hadn't yet died?"An adult child, he should have infinite possible futures, but they are all buried in your trigger!"

"You are sorry for this uniform! Sorry for your epaulets and rank! Sorry for the medal on your chest! You are not worthy at all!"

Qi Zhe's eyes sank, and the dark brown eyes were deeper than usual.

If you observe more carefully, you will find that the muscle lines under his shirt are very tight, showing an arc of extreme patience and self-denial.

But he did not stop. He admitted that the operation failed and the hostage died because of his mistakes.The bullet did not hit the robber's head, but hit his left shoulder, causing the hostage to die under the robber's gun.

The location of the sniper was too far that day, the sky was too dark, and the wind was too strong. Almost all the right times and places were on the side of the robbers.But Qi Zhe didn't excuse himself. He took the failure, took the punishment, and bore all the emotional counterattacks of the family members of the deceased without complaint, even though his superiors repeatedly emphasized that it was not his fault.

Qi Zhe's eyes were firm and sharp as usual, he spoke slowly, answering the questioning of the man in the mirror.

"In March 2020, I rescued three women who were trapped during a border raid."

"In September 2020, I killed the thief leader in a terrorist attack. There were 68 hostages in the entire building, and 63 survived."

"In January 2021, the team I led cracked a serial kidnapping case, arrested 13 criminals and rescued 3 hostages."

"These are only part of it." Qi Zhe calmly gave the person in the photo a malicious gaze, "If I get depressed because of that mistake three years ago and give up my military post, then these people in the back may die."

Qi Zhe knew very well that taking off this military uniform and then spending his whole life in remorse and self-blame was not atonement, but an escape.

Snipers often have a heavy psychological burden. After making a mistake, they may not be able to let go of it for the rest of their lives, and they will no longer be able to pick up a sniper rifle.

But after the incident, Qi Zhe quickly returned to his post. He even refused the psychological diagnosis and treatment of the military doctor and devoted his time to training.An extra three hours of training was added every day, and he often practiced guns until late at night, until his bullets could hit the bullseye accurately no matter what the interference was.

All his life, he would always carry the guilt for that boy, but this guilt would be transformed into some kind of positive force, attached to the bullet, and hit the enemy of the people.

Qi Zhe is such a person, he is like a lighthouse standing on the reef, no matter how rough the sea is, he will never be confused, always has his own goal, his own direction, and will always stand there.

The person in the mirror stared at him blankly. After a long time, he revealed a look of disgust and said very dissatisfied: "It's really boring."

"It's so boring..."

"It's so boring..."

Such voices came from all the surrounding mirrors, one after another, gradually drifting away, and soon, the people in the mirrors all receded, Qi Zhe glanced at the surrounding situation, those mirrors had returned to normal, and the ears became quiet again.

It seems that they retreated despite the difficulties, and Qi Zhe will not be deceived by others. From a psychological point of view, he has almost no flaws.

But the man in the mirror soon found a new toy. It was Lu Yuxing who entered through another door. He came to the mirror room ten minutes ago, almost at the same time as Qi Zhe.

But Lu Yuxing was not as calm as Qi Zhe, he didn't even blink when the ghost ran into him, others were afraid of seeing a ghost, but Qi Zhe was afraid of seeing him here.

When Lu Yuxing caught a glimpse of the figure in the mirror on the left facing him from the corner of his eye, he was terrified, and immediately expressed his surprise in a civilized and friendly way:

"What the fuck is this fucking thing?!"

Man in the Mirror:"……"

Lu Yuxing stepped back cautiously, and within a few steps, his back bumped into another mirror.

Lu Yuxing quickly looked back, and saw himself in the mirror looking at him coldly, all the reflections in the mirrors around him seemed to have their own thoughts, and their heads turned to Lu Yuxing, staring at him eeriely.

Lu Yuxing's whole body tensed up, he swallowed nervously, tried not to look at those ghosts that looked exactly like himself, looked down at the road under his feet, and walked forward cautiously.

Suddenly, an ill-intentioned voice rang in my ear, and the man in the mirror said, "Did you have fun in the store the night Dad died?"

... Lu Yuxing stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at the person in the mirror, his face, which was always at ease, showed no expression at this moment, almost as cold as ice, "What do you mean?"

He had never spoken in this tone before. It was a kind of calm that was forcibly suppressed above the violent wind and rain, with countless crazy and terrifying emotions surging underneath, about to break through the illusion and rush out.

If Shi Wang saw it, he would definitely be shocked, because Lu Yuxing's eyes were full of black murderous intent at this time.

The person in the mirror didn't care at all, and even laughed, "I'm talking about you, when your father was lying on the hospital bed and was notified of his critical illness, weren't you chatting with female guests in the nightclub?Did you have a good chat?"

There was a dark mist in Lu Yuxing's eyes, he clenched his teeth, and squeezed out two words, "Shut up."

"Then you didn't even see your dad for the last time, did you? Everyone died when you rushed to the hospital. It's really sad, unfilial son..."

boom!

Lu Yuxing ruthlessly smashed the mirror in front of him, "I tell you to shut up!"

The mirror, broken into more than a dozen pieces, fell to the ground with a clatter. Sharp shards of glass pierced his hand. Blood flowed down the skin and pooled on his fingertips, shimmering under the light.

Lu Yuxing felt dizzy and dizzy, he stood there panting, his chest was heaving violently because of being too excited, and he had a splitting headache.

Each of the shards of the mirror under the feet reflected the shadow of the person in the mirror. They spoke together, bewitched together, and laughed together: "That's why you got the same disease as your father. This is retribution, retribution!"

Lu Yuxing's face turned pale in an instant, and his momentum weakened by three points for no reason, "Don't talk nonsense..."

"Why should I talk nonsense? I am you, and I know everything about you."

The man in the mirror smiled evilly, "You are dying, you are terminally ill, you can't be cured, you will soon become sickly, you will not be able to walk slowly, you can only lie on the bed, rely on a ventilator andPainkillers last a few days."

"Do you want to die in such pain? Since there is an easier way to go, why don't you try it?"

As the man in the mirror spoke out sentence by sentence, Lu Yuxing's mind was disturbed, and the light in his eyes went out.As if he had lost his strength, he slowly knelt down on the ground, uncontrollably picking up the mirror fragments on the ground with his right hand.

He squeezed tightly, blood seeped from his fingers, but the pain couldn't wake him up.

"That's right, anyway, if you try to survive, it's a drag on the two of them. It's better to die early, soon, just cut a knife, and then you won't have any troubles, and you don't have to be woken up in the middle of the night, and you still have to die."I bit the quilt and endured."

Under his instigation, Lu Yuxing's eyes were dull, like a marionette being controlled, he raised his hand in a trance, and cut off the sharp fragments to the blood vessels on his wrist!

The person in the mirror showed a weird smile, and the lights gradually dimmed, as if a curtain call of death was about to take place.

Right now...

boom!boom!Click!

Suddenly there were several loud noises from the side, someone kicked the mirror and smashed it, and bright light shone in instantly.

That person barged in like a savior, unreasonable and irresistible, snatched the mirror fragment from Lu Yuxing's hand, grabbed his collar and pressed him hard against the mirror.

Shi Wang raised his hand and slapped him, and said sharply, "Wake up! You're an idiot!!"

Eighty-five Shi Wang's aura sometimes disappears

The palm was cut bloody by the sharp mirror fragments, and the sharp pain did not wake him up, but Shi Wang's angry shout made Lu Yuxing suddenly recover from the illusion and bewitchment, he couldn't help but widen his eyes,He looked at his bloody palm in disbelief.

He seemed to have completely lost his ability to think just now, and the voice of the man in the mirror took over his brain, controlling him to almost do irreparable things.

Lu Yuxing knew that he was taken advantage of, and the thing he was most afraid to face was used as a weapon by the other party.Maybe the person in the mirror is actually his demon.

He couldn't forgive the mistakes he had made, and he didn't dare to face the bleak and painful near-death struggle in the future, so he was easily tempted by the man in the mirror, wanting to use death to atone for his sins and escape.

"Give me your hand."

Lu Yuxing froze for a moment, "Huh?"

"Hand." Shi Wang repeated again, he stretched his palm upwards and stretched it out in front of Lu Yuxing. Lu Yuxing hesitated for a few seconds before stretching out his injured right hand.

Shi Wang held his hand, took out a clean white napkin from his pocket, pressed the wound on his palm, wrapped both ends to the back of his hand, and tied a slipknot.

"Fortunately, I took a handkerchief by the way after eating. First, wrap it up briefly to stop the bleeding. Let's look for medicine after we go out."

Lu Yuxing lowered his eyes and looked at Shi Wang's face. This person was actually shorter than himself, but he had an inexplicable power that could never be defeated.Suddenly, Lu Yuxing asked abruptly, "Don't you hate me?"

Shi Wang's expression didn't change, "Why should I hate you?"

"You should have heard everything, right? What the man in the mirror said just now..."

Shi Wang nodded, "I heard it very clearly, but I know you are not that kind of person. Tell me, were you really in the nightclub when your father was dying?"

Lu Yuxing hesitated for a moment, "...Yes."

"What are you doing in a nightclub?"

"work to earn a living."

"Why work?"

"In order to make money."

"What's the purpose of making money?"

Lu Yuxing's throat choked up, and his eyes suddenly turned red, "In order to pay for my father's medical expenses, my family was very poor at that time, so I had to go to class during the day and work in a nightclub at night. My mobile phone ran out of battery that day, and I couldn't receive calls from the hospital., so even the last side of my father was not able to..."

Shi Wang smiled slightly, "So you are a very good person, and you didn't have any fault."

Lu Yuxing's eyes suddenly changed. For so many years, during countless nights of tossing and turning, he hated his own incompetence, regretted why he didn't arrive at the hospital in time that day, remorse and guilt were like poisonous insects clinging to the bones, gnawing at the bones and gnawing at the heart.It tortured him, made him suffer from insomnia and depression for a long time, and could only anesthetize himself with alcohol and nicotine.

This is the first time someone has said to him in such a relaxed and deserving tone that you have no fault.

Lu Yuxing's throat was astringent, and he worked hard to say those two words clearly, "Thank you."

"Don't thank me first, I still have something to ask you." Shi Wang's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he asked step by step unceremoniously: "I heard just now, they said that you have the same disease as your father,That is how the matter?"

Lu Yuxing paused, and looked away guiltily.The pair of provocative peach blossom eyes dimmed at this moment, even the red mole at the corner of the eye became pale, and the corner of the mouth twitched, as if trying to force a smile.

Lu Yuxing was evasive, trying to cover up, "No, you heard it wrong..."

"I heard you right!" Shi Wang stared at him seriously, "Tell me the truth, what's going on?"

He didn't forget what Lu Yuxing said back then. His father died of cancer when he was nineteen years old. If what the man in the mirror said was true, then...Lu Yuxing might have...

Lu Yuxing still refused to say, insisting that Shi Wang had heard wrongly.

Shi Wang simply stopped talking nonsense with him, suddenly jumped on him, forcibly put his hand into his pocket, turned left and right, trying to find the wish card.

There were sharp shards of glass on the ground, and there were broken mirrors beside him. Lu Yuxing didn't dare to resist for fear of accidentally hurting him.

Finally, Shi Wang's finger touched a thin card, he quickly grabbed it, took it out and looked, the wish card said:

Heal your own disease.

The evidence was conclusive, and Lu Yuxing could no longer hide it.

Shi Wang frowned, his face was terribly dark, and his tone was almost severe, "What is the disease? Why haven't you told us?!"

Lu Yuxing leaned back against the mirror and whispered, "Stomach cancer."

He couldn't tell Shi Wang and Qi Zhe about his illness. On this perilous island, everyone was at a critical moment of life and death. If he went to bed tonight, he didn't know if he would see the sun tomorrow morning.He can't be a drag on the team, let alone let his teammates be distracted by him, because in this dangerous game, a single mistake will kill him.

"Fuck!" Shi Wang scolded in a low voice, and irritatedly brushed up the broken hair on his forehead, "When did you find out?"

"At the end of March this year." Lu Yuxing smiled palely and bitterly, "It's a coincidence that you said this. I just got the hospital's diagnosis certificate one second ago, and the next second I received the competition text message."

"I thought at the time that maybe this was for me to have a good time before I die, to feel the unusual fun, and leave this world without regrets."

Lu Yuxing laughed at himself: "It's ridiculous to say it, I thought I had seen it through, and I came here with the idea that I can live one day, but when I saw this wish card, I suddenly couldn't restrain myself.Win, want to live, I don't want to die at all."

"It's right not to want to die." Shi Wang looked at him firmly, "We will definitely win to the end, our wishes will come true, and you will live on."

Lu Yuxing was stunned for a moment, and soon he smiled again: "Okay, I will lend you a good word."

After a while, he added: "Don't tell Qi Zhe about this yet."

Shi Wang was not very happy, "Why? I think he has the right to know."

Lu Yuxing sighed, "He has a strong sense of responsibility, I'm afraid he will be under pressure, so let's not tell him yet..."

"Don't tell me what?" A faint voice suddenly came from behind, Shi Wang was so frightened that he almost cried out, Qi Zhe had appeared behind them at some point, standing beside a mirror, watching them keenly.

It's even scarier than the man in the mirror just now...

Qi Zhe repeated again, "Don't tell me what?"

As soon as the special forces spoke, there was an aura of calmness and prestige. Coupled with the lights of the interrogation room, Shi Wang felt guilty in an instant, and surrendered before the psychological defense line was established.

Confessions are lenient, and resistance is strict.

Shi Wang stammered: "He...he, he is sick..."

"What disease?"

"Stomach, stomach..."

Lu Yuxing took the conversation away from him, and continued: "Stomach problem, my stomach is not feeling well recently, I have a little stomach pain, it may be due to irregular diet."

Qi Zhe looked at him suspiciously for a few seconds, but the Mirror House game has a time limit, so he doesn't have time to doubt Lu Yuxing's words.