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"No one wants to see all the facts. People often only want to see the reality they want to see." Chen Yu sat in his chair and said this calmly.

"I know this famous saying of Caesar, Mr. Andre." Dean Paul raised his head slightly behind his desk. There was no emotion on his old face. He just stopped writing and pushed up his glasses, as if Wait for the following.

Chen Yu also just glanced at the small mirror on the table. The mirror was facing him, and the reflection was a man with red hair who looked a bit like Rupert, the actor who played Ron in "Harry Potter".

Not only that, that person was very strange.

It should be said that there is no intersection with myself.

"Andre is dead. One bullet penetrated the head, and two bullets penetrated the lungs and heart. There is no way he could survive." Chen Yu continued to calmly recount all the facts in his memory, "Then, I woke up. , became Andre. I still have dissection scars from my chest to my abdomen, so there must be an autopsy report."

This is Chen Yu's bizarre experience.

Three days ago, Chen Yu woke up in a morgue in Newcastle, England, and turned into Andre, a white gangster. The gangster was shot three times and died, and Chen Yu even inherited most of Andre's memories.

Just yesterday, police sent him to Ravenskanen Mental Hospital.

"How can we explain that there are no bullet holes in your body? There is no sign of a craniotomy." Dean Paul asked, "You are indeed injured, but it is not fatal. Your brain is just making it up for you in extreme panic. A lie."

Ha, lies.

"Will the injured be sent to the morgue?" Chen Yu turned his head slightly to observe Dr. Paul's expression, his face still calm, "Are you saying that the doctor who pulled me out of the cubicle was so scared that he rolled his eyes? Hallucination? Or is it a hallucination that the police officer who was traveling with me almost shot me to death with a gun for the second time?”

Before Chen Yu was reincarnated, he suffered from severe emotional apathy. Unable to understand the feelings of the world, he often observed others too carefully. This became an instinct and scared many people. Even doctors thought that he might evolve into something more... Terrible personality disorder.

Dr. Paul pushed up his glasses again.

His hands shook a little, his pupils shrank, and his nose twitched - this was the third time.

"You mentioned this yesterday, and I made a record. Do you want to show it to you?" Dean Paul stared at Chen Yu and explained firmly, but his hand was holding the diary, "That wound... …It was caused by surgery, to save you.”

Deliberately avoid all the questions just now.

And records must never be made public and may even be changed at any time.

Chen Yu only read this explanation.

There is something fishy about this hospital.

Because they have always ignored Chen Yu's request and refused to provide any relevant proof, even an intracranial X-ray.

"You think you are the one who died, but your brain created another personality to keep you sane, which is... uh, sorry." Dr. Paul looked at the log, "Mr. Chen Yu, right? Do you think you Not native now.”

Hey, playing football?

"I can speak Chinese." Chen Yu said calmly.

"Your grandfather once worked with a Chinese businessman." Not to be outdone, Dr. Paul could even be said to have come prepared, because he immediately pulled out a photo from the file on the side, "You have also seen that person, and it seems okay. Passing shadow."

Chen Yu could have said that they never spoke Chinese, but he gave up.

Because the businessman has long since passed away, and there is no evidence of his death.

Chen Yu simply chose to remain silent.

He was not in a hurry. In his memory, the cause of Andre's death was that he broke into a secret trading site and seemed to have overheard something he shouldn't have heard, leading to his being silenced.

Andre's mood swings before his death were so violent that his memory was very vague.

However, Chen Yu can deduce one fact - once the fact that Andre is still alive is known to the "Powder Keg Gang" and the "Hound Gang" who were the parties to the transaction, they will definitely kill and silence him.

It's probably safest to stay in the hospital right now.

It's just temporary, because this hospital is very weird, they seemed to be talking about it since yesterday, and they also want to know the details of that transaction.

Arranged by the police? Or was he bribed by a gang?

"...You were originally guarding outside the warehouse. That was your duty, but why did you run into the warehouse?" Dr. Paul asked about this detail again, "I think this is a breakthrough, Mr. Andre, maybe we should use hypnosis Therapy, find out why, so you can recover…”

Until I know the truth, secrets are best kept in the safest place.

Chen Yu glanced at the burly nurse on his right. He lowered his head, then raised it suddenly, then opened his eyes angrily and yelled, "I'm not fucking Andre! Why don't you believe me? You have no right to I'm locked up here! Let me out!"

As Chen Yu spoke, he stood up and rushed towards the table, but was hugged by the nurse midway and fell to the ground. The nurse immediately sat on his waist and took out the syringe.

Come on, that's it.

Chen Yu continued to toss, as if he was really crazy.

There was a tingling sensation in his neck, and the cold medicine began to flow into his blood vessels.

"Get some sleep, Mr. Andre." Dean Paul's face appeared from above. He looked at Chen Yu with his hands behind his back slightly regretfully, "I believe in you. The reason why I believe in you is that I will spare no effort to do what I want." Cure you. I believe that you will come out of the haze and start a new life..."

Dr. Paul's voice became increasingly hollow and eventually became a distant whisper, while Chen Yu calmly accepted the darkness that was about to overwhelm his consciousness...

……

I don't know how long it took, but Chen Yu woke up. He opened his blurry eyes, adjusting and adapting in the darkness.

It seems that my acting is still very successful.

Reason and thinking gradually became active, and Chen Yu's eyes moved back and forth, but his movements were limited, and he soon found himself tied to the bed.

Okay, slightly disappointed.

Chen Yu closed his eyes again and started counting his heartbeats. This is not to calm the mind, but to find a point that hints at oneself, so as to self-hypnotize and explore more deeply the "legacy" left by this body.

Chen Yu was very curious about a lot of knowledge during his lifetime, including psychology, because he also wanted to cure himself. At least he knew that recovery would make his family happy. But it seems his father always viewed him as a feared freak, or a potential criminal.

Until that smashed ashtray...

Chen Yu's eyes moved. He felt no sadness, only a trace of regret, not for himself, but for his father.

Now, Chen Yu is trapped in 1979 Britain.

Bring back the corpse.

Suddenly, with a steady heartbeat, he saw a book.

That's not an illusion.

Chen Yu stretched his consciousness towards the strange book with a black cover and a green halo flashing around the edge.

Just when the consciousness felt as comfortable as being blown by the breeze, a line of simple English lit up on the cover - "Book of Magic".

Chen Yu felt a little curious.

This somewhat ordinary but mysterious title once again gave him a sense of déjà vu.

Chen Yu tried to let his consciousness continue to extend.

"The Book of Magic" was really opened in my mind!

Immediately afterwards, a line of text slowly emerged from the blank yellowed paper.

The page on the left neatly records, "Magic and injustice are not evil. Only how they are used can determine their nature."

The page on the right reads, "Its use always has consequences."

Hmm... some impressions.

Chen Yu turned to the next page.

The red ink dispersed into a line of large characters - "Chapter 1 Making Magic".

The writing continued to appear, "There are many ways to concentrate magic power, gestures, spells, or magic weapons..."

Chen Yu suddenly gained some insights.

"Book of Magic"...is it really the extraordinary existence that made Tim Hunter a great magician? The magical guidance that arose with the birth of magic?

Soon, things got weird.

All the writings continued to fade, and became bright red, weird, and twisted. They became more and more like a whirlpool composed of pieces of flesh and red organs.

Worst of all, the font was turned upside down and the pages started to turn black.

Light and dark.

The duality of the birth of magic.

Chen Yu thought of the setting in "Book of Magic".

If "Hekate" is the first magical creature born from light, then "The Upside Down" is the corresponding existence born from darkness.

They are all magic itself.

Inverted words, unusual and strange blood stains.

Chen Yu felt that the invisible book that emerged in his consciousness should be the dark version of the "Book of Magic", just like the "Bible" also has a hell version. While the initial content looks mostly the same, the route may become... more interesting.

But...why did the Book of Magic choose me?

Maybe it has something to do with Andre.

Bloodline is an important characteristic of magicians. They are almost like a natural channel, which means they are the source of magic power. Magicians like Tim Hunter have the strongest bloodline, and he is also the strongest in the world. Large natural pathways.

The "Book of Magic" will only select the most powerful bloodline.

Then, Andre must have the blood of a magician, or the blood of some supernatural creature.

And very powerful.

Chen Yu became more and more interested, so he opened his eyes.

The appearance of the "Book of Magic" means that magic has appeared, and he truly believes in the existence of magic.

Because he is undoubtedly in the DC Universe now.

I should choose a magic weapon now.

His hands and feet were tied, and he didn't know any spells. The magic weapon was the most direct and simplest guidance tool.

“The best option is an inconspicuous everyday object that won’t draw unnecessary attention.”

The Book of Magic made a ghostly whisper.

Chen Yu finally looked at the belt that tied him up.

Maybe it goes against the principle of keeping a low profile, but now there is no other choice. You can't just carry a bed.

The process of concentrating and infusing magic does not seem that complicated. Once the natural channel is opened, it is like setting the strongest psychological suggestion for himself. Chen Yu just felt a slight sting in his arm, and the belt began to tremble. Immediately afterwards, it automatically unbuckled as if it was alive, left Chen Yu under the control of Chen Yu's consciousness, rolled up into a vortex in mid-air, and emitted a light green shimmer in the darkness.

Chen Yu slowly got up from the bed, moved his hands and feet in a leisurely manner, and then stood on the ground with bare feet. Chen Yu observed the belt that was connected to his magic power, and finally tentatively stretched out his hand.

The belt was quickly and gently wrapped around his arm, like a mummy's bandage.

Chen Yu smiled slightly - he felt that this expression should be shown at this time, so he tried it.

Okay, the magic weapon is ready.

Next…

Chen Yu turned to look at the iron gate.

The "treatment" he received in the afternoon, including the potion's expiration date, should be nightfall now, which seems to be a good opportunity to spy on information.

Chen Yu's goal is the dean's office. He needs to find Andre's file or Dr. Paul's diary.

As he said, Chen Yu walked to the door and directed his belt to aim at the door lock.

Under the intervention of magic power, the door lock instantly fell apart into a pile of floating parts, and then suddenly exploded and scattered all over the ground.

The power of control is still very raw.

never mind.

Chen Yu gently opened the door and walked into the dark and empty corridor. He turned to look to the right. Under the occasional flickering incandescent light, the doors on both sides of the corridor were all closed, and there was no sound. He could see the iron gate at the end.

This is the intensive care area, almost the same as a prison cell.

There were suddenly some strange noises in the room opposite, as if someone was awakened by the movement just now.

Chen Yu took a look.

Ward No. 666.

Very interesting numbers.

Chen Yu was suddenly curious about who was locked in this room, because he thought that he could hear screams and muffled sounds last night, as if someone was being tortured.

But this is a hospital, and the electroshock treatment room is not here.

Chen Yu moved closer silently. He bent down and wanted to look inside through the surveillance port on the door. But just when he put his eyes at the surveillance port, what came into view was a pair of bloodshot, sad and blue eyes.

"Hello." Chen Yu was not frightened. He was unreasonable and just greeted politely in a low voice.

"Who are you?" Those eyes became alert, and for a moment they became a little brighter, and... cunning?

And he is a man with a hoarse and wooden voice.

"The patient opposite." Chen Yu stated the facts, "The patient they think is."

"Every madman says that." The man's tone was cynical.

"What about you?" Chen Yu simply squatted on the ground.

"I don't know, I just know that this is the hell I deserve." The man looked away and seemed to step aside.

"Did you kill someone?" Chen Yu asked bluntly.

The man laughed. The laughter was a bit harsh and maybe a bit sad. Chen Yu was very confused about this.

"No." The man's answer was a bit surprising.

A true schizophrenic.

Chen Yu suddenly lost interest. He slowly stood up and prepared to leave.

"Have you ever heard of the 'Newcastle Incident'?" The man suddenly spoke again.

Chen Yu was stunned. He blinked and really tried to remember. Because this is very familiar, I even heard it before my reincarnation.

But I was not a British person before I was reincarnated, and this era is 1979 again. Some local events cannot be spread after all...

and many more!

Chen Yu's eyes flashed with light.

It seems that there appeared in the DC comics that I was passionate about..."Hell Detective", yes, it is "Hell Detective".

"There was a fire in the Casanova nightclub in Newcastle, but the basement was safe. It was a hell on earth, with evil magic circles under countless corpses. There were five survivors, one of whom was suspected of murdering at least one girl. ." Chen Yu said dryly what he knew from the comics, "That girl...is called Astra."

There was silence.

"I wanted to save her." The man sighed deeply and even started to sob.

The DC Universe should have thought of this a long time ago.

Chen Yu straightened up and nodded politely, "I'm sorry, I believe you, uh... Goodbye."

John Constantine.

There is no doubt that this person is the scumbag who can turn the DC universe upside down.

A charlatan, a liar, a gambler...

Worst of all, almost everyone involved with Constantine died.

This is Ravenskan Welfare Home, which shows that Constantine is still very young and he is going through the most painful period. After all, the "Newcastle Incident" is the origin of his becoming the great magician Zha Kang.

Chen Yu is very interested in this character, but he is unwilling to follow in the footsteps of those dead people.

Drawing clear boundaries is definitely the best policy.

Chen Yu was very sober, and for the first time he was grateful for his emotional apathy.

"I really want to have a cigarette!" Constantine said suddenly while sobbing.

"I wish you all your wishes will come true." Chen Yu only turned his head and ignored him.

I already have magic, so I don’t need help from anyone else for the time being. Even if I find someone, it won’t be Zha Kang.

Yes, that's it.

Amidst Constantine's intermittent sobs, Chen Yu opened the fence gate, stopped the alarm from sounding, and then continued to move forward.