After passing a dark corridor, Sha Weiming was caught in front of an office. The guard pushed open the door and raised his chin towards Sha Weiming, signaling him to enter the room, then closed the door and left.

Unlike closing your room and the dark corridor, the office is clean and shiny, with a huge floor-to-ceiling window against the wall, through which you can see the blue sky outside and the coast of the island.

"Please sit." A young voice interrupted Sha Weiming's gaze outside the window. When Sha Weiming heard this, he turned his head and looked towards the voice. A figure in a white coat was sitting at the desk facing the window against the light. Sha Weiming, who walked into the dark environment, could not see the person's appearance clearly due to the contrast of light, but he could still notice that this was a young yellow man.

Sha Weiming, who stopped looking, sat on the sofa opposite the desk. He twitched his eyes and began to observe the person. After he adapted to the changes in the light, he finally saw clearly the person's appearance.

He should be younger than himself, at most, in his early twenties, and his appearance is handsome. His spiritual short hair and black-framed glasses exude a little delicate aura. The elegant smile on the corner of his mouth even Sha Weiming has to admit that people will involuntarily feel good to him.

"...Are you a doctor?" Sha Weiming saw that this person had not continued to speak except for the words of asking for a seat, so he had to ask the person on his own initiative.

"It's nothing wrong to say it's a doctor." The young man nodded to Sha Weiming. He held a pen in his hand and was writing and drawing on a notebook on the table. After hearing Sha Weiming's words, he put down the pen in his hand and began to answer, "Although this place is called Assam Special Psychiatric Research and Treatment Center, it is strictly speaking not a real mental hospital, so there are not many real doctors, and I happen to be one of the few genuine psychiatrists here."

After saying this, the young doctor looked at the notebook in his hand again, and then said to Sha Weiming: "Your name is Sha Weiming, right?"

"That's right." Sha Weiming was not surprised that this doctor would know his name. Since he had arrived in the mission world, the natural space would also arrange his identity.

However, after answering this sentence, Sha Weiming looked at the famous brand on the table again. Although the space of n can provide timely translation in language, it does not translate the text. Sha Weiming, who thinks he is familiar with many Chinese characters, cannot understand the language of the famous brand. He asked the young doctor: "Then, what should I call you, this doctor?"

"Just call me a doctor." The young doctor said casually, then he turned over a page of his notebook and said to Sha Weiming, "Do you remember how you were locked up in this place?"

After hearing this, Sha Weiming, who had not yet grasped the specific situation of this mission world except for the plot introduction at the beginning, had to shruggle easily: "Doesn't this problem be recorded there?"

The elegant smile on the doctor's face did not change any of this answer. He just nodded again and continued to say to Sha Weiming: "Okay, then the next question, Mr. Sha Weiming, have you... killed someone before?"

Upon hearing this question, Sha Weiming subconsciously raised his eyebrows, and then replied: "Why should I answer your question? Also, what exactly did you want to do when you asked me to come here?"

"Let's relax, I'm not a policeman or a judge, so there's no need to be so hostile to me." The young doctor just smiled again when Sha Weiming's discouple. His eyes raised from the notebook on the table, and looked at Sha Weiming and said, "I asked you to come here just to simply verify a few questions with you. You don't need to mind this."

Sha Weiming snorted lightly when he heard this, and his eyes began to swim around. Since he had already escaped from that room, he should now start thinking about how to get rid of the constraints and then complete the basic tasks. This young doctor didn't look special. Even if he could not use the new ability he had obtained for the time being, he could suppress the other party by relying on his physical ability and then get a way to remove the bracelet from the other party... Although Sha Weiming had been making plans in his mind, he still did not start to act.

After all, the previous task prompts mentioned that this place - Assam Asylum, holds many super criminals. Psychiatricians working in such places may not be able to solve the problem at will. Moreover, there may be surveillance here. Before thinking about a way to escape safely, Sha Weiming didn't mind continuing to work with this doctor.

Seeing that Sha Weiming did not continue to question, the young doctor continued to start his words: "So, don't mention the direct reason why you were sent to this crazy asylum. Have you killed someone before?"

Although the words are all questionable words, the tone of the words was a positive sentence. When Sha Weiming heard the doctor's words, he changed his position slightly on the sofa and replied: "What's the reason for you to say that?"

"Of course there is no evidence here," the doctor looked at the notebook at the desk again, and then said, "Let's just talk to each other. Your previous career was a magician, there is no problem with this, right?"

"...That's right, I'm a former magician." Sha Weiming heard the doctor's words, hesitated for a while and finally nodded and admitted. However, he also had his own doubts on this issue. He is indeed a magician, but this happened before he entered the N space. Even if he arranged his identity for himself in the plot, it should be random. It should not be so coincidental. Regarding this, he confirmed with his guide before entering the mission world. N space will not specifically adapt to his identity in real life. "How do you know? Do you say that your notebook has it written?"

"I haven't written this. I just looked at your hands specifically." The doctor pointed to Sha Weiming's hand and said, with his hands long fingers, and the contours of the joints were very clear, which looked flexible and powerful. "Although both thieves and pianists needed flexible fingers, your fingers were too deliberate in fiddling with the bracelet. It seems that you have done a lot of tight-bound escape performances before."

"From your words and expressions, you can see that you are a person who doesn't like to be restrained. I guess this is what makes you master the talent for those escape magic. In addition, are you really looking for an opportunity to escape? The eyes you looked at me were not malicious, as if you thought that as long as you could escape, it wouldn't matter if you killed me, right? People with this kind of mentality are basically people who are really killed."

The doctor explained to Sha Weiming bit by bit: "But I believe that killing people like you is not for money or other benefits. Instead, it is more likely to be hatred. Although you should be a magician performing escape magic, you don't have the feeling of becoming a famous person in terms of temperament. After all, if this kind of magic is performed alone, it is almost impossible for big stars to play. You must have a team to cooperate. Including the time and experience of mastering this difficult magic, your magician career has been spent in a circus. It is difficult to connect with the outside world in this closed group. If you want to kill people because of hatred, the other party must be in the same circus as you."

"I also know how bad the management policy of the circus is. Combined with your personality who doesn't like to be bound and the magician's identity as the top player in the circus... you killed your circus leader, right? But since you have not been arrested, I believe this murder has not been solved. It seems to be a disguise as an accident. After all, it is normal for the circus to have some accidents. With your ability, just make some adjustments on the frequently used facility reinforcement device..."

"Enough..." Sha Weiming listened to the doctor's analysis and wrinkled higher and higher. He couldn't help but interrupt and asked again, "Who are you in this way of deduction?"

The young doctor listened to Sha Weiming's question and chuckled again and turned the name tag on the desk in a direction. Behind the words were two Chinese characters that Sha Weiming was very familiar with.
Chapter completed!