Chapter 392 [Psychic Quest: Dreams, Death, Advertising Girl] Completed

When Chen Ke's palm was placed on the ground, a thin film covered it. As soon as Chen Ke thought about it, the film expanded rapidly and slowly covered the world.

With his current ability, the range of time suspension could not be so large, but this world was judged by his time countdown to be the size of a photo, so the whole street was completely stopped.

The traffic and the crowd were frozen in the action of the previous second, and even the neon lights on the advertising signs of the street shops stopped flashing.

It was like a collective pantomime. Although he knew that everything here was fake, Chen Ke was still a little shocked.

This feeling was really amazing. Others were frozen, but he was still moving freely, as if he was abandoned by time. That feeling was somewhat similar to Quicksilver in the movie.

In fact, if you can stop the other person's time, you will be "fast" in the other person's perception, extremely fast.

Because the way humans experience time is continuous, they cannot perceive what happens after time stops.

"Ms. Haroin, next..." Chen Ke looked at Haroin on the side, only to see that she was still looking down at the ground.

Huh... Haroin is also part of this photo, and she was paused again.

Chen Ke had to act alone, wandering in the crowd, looking for the killers.

I thought it would be a difficult task to find the killers, but it was easier than expected at the beginning.

Because these killers can directly sense Haroin's location by default, the direction they move in and the purpose revealed in their expressions are completely different from other tools.

After searching at least 200 people, Chen Ke finally took out a negative from one of them.

He found it, this small negative, which can be a bridge to the next world.

He looked at Haroin, hesitating whether to take her into the next world.

The time pause ended, and the whole world returned to its previous appearance. Haroin looked strange, looking at the empty ground, remembering that Chen Ke was squatting there.

"I found it." Chen Ke patted Haroin from behind.

"Ah!? What happened?" Haroin wondered.

"That's not the point. The point is that I found it, and they are very close to you." Chen Ke shook the negative in front of Haroin.

"Why not kill them?" Haroin asked.

"Killing them will also restart, it's just a waste of time. Are you ready to enter the next world?" Chen Ke asked.

"I..." Haroin was a little nervous, why?

"Take it, I'll follow you." Chen Ke said, handing over the film.

Haroin took the film, and nothing happened.

"Well... Can't the replica and the possessed be transferred through the film?" Chen Ke looked at Haroin and said to himself.

"No... I can't leave through this..." Haroin also found out.

Chen Ke sighed, and since this is the case, he was relieved. It seems that it is not so easy for things that exist in the photo to leave.

"Only the owner of the camera can take me away... Agent, what's your name?" Haroin asked.

"Just call me Chen Ke." Chen Ke replied.

"Chen Ke, promise me... Find Felipe and get the camera, you are my only hope." Haroin looked at Chen Ke.

Chen Ke looked at the asphalt road and then at Haroin's purple evening dress.

He came to kill her.

"I will. Ms. Haroin." Chen Ke said.

Chen Ke pinched the film and was sucked in with a whoosh. The film slowly fell to the ground in the air.

Haroin picked it up with hope in her eyes. She turned around and saw six killers standing in front of her.

Chen Ke stepped on the square floating bridge and jumped into the world of the film for the third time, jumping into the light gap in front of him.

Whoosh!

He landed on his feet and found himself standing in an office.

Wasn't this the office where he first entered the world of photos? Did he just come out like this?

Chen Ke took out his pistol and looked around. He noticed something, went to the window and looked outside.

The night view was charming, but everything was so lifeless. The night sky was sprinkled with silver light, but there was no moon. Downstairs was quiet and everything was so peaceful.

No... Chen Ke still felt that something was different. He didn't think he really came out of the photo.

He walked towards the door tightly, and at this time, he found a woman's foot sticking out from the other side of the boss's desk.

Chen Ke went around and saw a woman's body lying on the side of the table, with six bullet holes on her back, and blood dyed her gray business suit black.

The signature long white hair, at a glance, knew it was Haroin.

He squatted down and turned the body over, and saw that Haroin's face had bruises, the clothes on the front were roughly torn, and there were knife cuts and stab wounds all over her body. The abdomen was purple and there were whip marks on the chest.

Obviously, this Haroin had suffered cruel abuse before her death.

"It's not... not true." Chen Ke opened his spiritual vision and took a look. This Haroin was a replica.

This is obviously a photo world, so this photo... was actually taken in the boss's office...

Chen Ke searched her pockets, but didn't find the film. He got up and walked to the door, but was blocked by the air wall.

He ran to the window, and there was also a wall of air. After running around the palm-sized office, he found that this was a closed environment with no way out.

"Trapped?" Chen Ke was surprised.

But at the same time, he discovered some subtle differences. The advertising picture was not hanging on the wall of this office.

He began to observe, trying to find out more about how this place differed from real-world offices. Finally, his eyes fell on the small picture frame on the table.

There shouldn't be anything like this before, right? He picked up the small picture frame. Inside the picture was a table with a Polaroid camera on it.

Chen Ke took the photo out of the frame and touched the front of the photo with his fingers.

Whoosh!

Chen Ke was sucked into the photo again, but this time, he did not fall into the world of the film, but into a room.

There was an unpleasant smell in the hot air, and there was nothing on the small table in front of him.

"How about...huh?" A familiar voice sounded from behind.

Chen Ke immediately turned around and saw a white man wearing a blue shirt looking at him nervously.

Chen Ke raised his gun, pointed it at the man, and asked: "Are you...Felipe?"

"I...yes, I am." The man stammered, holding the camera in his hand.

"What do you mean by what you just said? How about what?" Chen Ke asked.

"I...I mean...you saw the...body just now, right?" Felipe stammered.

"Yes. Did you do that?" Chen Ke asked.

"No, no...it was Anderson who did it, Ander...Anderson, I was just responsible for taking pictures." Felipe said nervously.

"Haro Yin's husband...?" Chen Ke muttered to himself.

"The way she bleeds...is so charming...right?" Felipe laughed.

Chen Ke shook the muzzle of his gun and said, "Give me the camera."

"No...no...you want to let her out?" Felipe said.

Chen Ke took a step forward, and Felipe immediately stepped back, holding the camera in both hands, threatening: "Don't come closer! If you... you come closer... if you come any closer... I'll take out the film!"

Film will be exposed as soon as you take it out, and maybe that will ruin the entire photo world.

"Anderson...is taking pleasure in her wife? In this...way?" Chen Ke asked.

"No...that's right...everything was his idea. I...I'm only responsible for...taking photos." Anderson said.

"I understand." Chen Ke said.

"We...I...will give you a sum of money...to seal...the seal..." Felipe said.

Only halfway through his words, Chen Ke pulled the trigger, and a bullet came out and drilled a hole in Felipe's forehead.

Felipe threw his head back, staggered back a few steps, hit the wall and rolled to the ground.

"Scum..." Chen Ke muttered to himself and picked up the camera from the ground.