Chapter 1 A Flaw

What the older girl said didn't seem to have any problems at first glance, but Jiang Cheng found a loophole in it, a loophole that Gao Yan and Shen Mengyun might have overlooked.

Multiple personalities, academically known as dissociative identity disorder, is most obviously manifested by the disintegration of identity.

The emergence of two or more independent personality states.

Each personality state exhibits its own unique patterns of experience, perception, conception, and relationship to self, body, and environment.

In other words, when Yuan Xiaoyi's self-awareness remains in the identity of "Yuan Xiaoyi," there is no reason for her to remember her five "friends."

After a personality switch, there is also no reason to retain memories of the other personalities.

Jiang Cheng expressed his doubts to the older girl in a more easily understandable way, implying that if it was really as she said, and a psychology professor had been paying attention to Yuan Xiaoyi, there was no reason for him to overlook this point.

Soon, Jiang Cheng's guess was confirmed.

The older girl looked at him with surprise, her lips slightly parted, seemingly not expecting this younger student to know so much.

"You're right, Professor Chen also had this doubt," she explained. "That's why he was so interested in Yuan Xiaoyi. He believed that Yuan Xiaoyi was a very rare case with considerable research value."

"And..." The older girl pondered for a moment, speaking in a reminiscent tone, "Professor Chen was also committed to finding that special thing that could break down these personality barriers."

Speaking of this, Jiang Cheng noticed a subtle change in the older girl's micro-expression. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a fleeting unnaturalness flashed in her eyes.

She was hesitating.

Hesitating whether or not to tell him what was coming next.

A hand rested on the older girl's leg, then slowly caressed it. The older girl came back to her senses and met Jiang Cheng's light chestnut eyes.

Without Jiang Cheng saying anything, the older girl took the initiative to disarm. "Junior, do you know, Professor Chen... he really found it."

Jiang Cheng looked at her with encouraging eyes. "What is it?"

The older girl bit her lip, and finally, as if making some kind of determination, turned around, picked up the file bag again, and pulled out a few more photos from inside.

After looking at them, she handed them to Jiang Cheng. "Take a look at this first."

The photo was of a chair, the kind commonly used in schools, no different from the chairs in the previous photos.

But Jiang Cheng saw some clues. He held this photo in his left hand and the photo of several chairs he had taken before in his right hand, comparing them repeatedly.

In contrast, this last chair was very clean, with nothing on it.

"This is... the seventh chair?" Jiang Cheng looked up at the older girl.

"That's right." The older girl nodded, responding with a strange look in her eyes, "This chair was also in that warehouse, not far from the six chairs and the mirror on the wall."

"If a chair represents a identity of Yuan Xiaoyi, then in Yuan Xiaoyi's perception, there is another person in that warehouse, in addition to her and her five friends." Jiang Cheng said firmly, holding the photo in his hand.

And he had already guessed the identity of this "person."

Shi Xin Mo... (Erosion Heart Demon)

"Yes, Professor Chen also said this, and he suspects that this person is also the reason for the collapse of the cognitive barriers between Yuan Xiaoyi's personalities." The older girl paused and then looked up and said, "This is a completely new, unknown personality."

"At least it has never been reflected in Yuan Xiaoyi herself," she added.

"And... and there's one more thing, you absolutely can't imagine it, the strangeness of this personality is actually two-way, that is to say..."

"That is to say, not only are we unfamiliar with this personality, but even Yuan Xiaoyi herself is very unfamiliar with this personality," Jiang Cheng said.

The older girl slowly widened her eyes.

Jiang Cheng's thoughts were now focused on thinking, and he just casually said, "It's easy to guess. The chairs representing the other personalities have markers on them that can indicate their identities, swimming goggles, running shoes, etc. Only this chair is empty."

"This shows that even in Yuan Xiaoyi's own subconscious, she doesn't know who the personality sitting on this chair is, what characteristics it has, and what to use as a symbol of the new identity."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, the older girl actually became nervous, and her breathing became rapid. "It's not just that, this personality is not just strange to Yuan Xiaoyi, it's fear!"

"In the professor's contact with Yuan Xiaoyi, she was always in a state of panic, constantly looking behind her and around, and the position she sat in had to be against the wall, without any gaps."

"She also secretly said... said that someone was following her, not just her, but also her five friends, they were all being watched by someone."

"In her description, that person is everywhere, appearing as soon as it gets dark, just staring at them intently, and... and getting closer and closer to them."

"She and her five friends are about to be driven crazy!"

"It's the owner of that chair." This was obvious, and Jiang Cheng naturally said it.

Speaking of this matter seemed to have a great impact on the older girl. It took her a long time to calm down, and her chest, which was rising and falling sharply, finally stabilized. She looked at Jiang Cheng and said, "You're really amazing. It seems that your family's medical background has had a great influence on you."

"Junior, you should really consider studying medicine." As if thinking of something, the older girl's eyes momentarily lost focus. "If you could have come earlier and met Professor Chen, he would have been very happy. He was a very appreciative person."

From the older girl's tone, Jiang Cheng sensed an ominous premonition and frowned slightly. "Professor Chen, he's now..."

"He had an accident." The older girl lowered her head and couldn't help but sigh. "He's still in the hospital. The doctor said he might never wake up."

This Professor Chen Zeqing was obviously someone who knew the truth. Jiang Cheng had originally planned to have the older girl introduce him, but at this point, the clues were interrupted again.

"That's a pity. I hope the professor can get well soon." Jiang Cheng said regretfully, "By the way, can I ask, what kind of accident did the professor have?"

Through the older girl's introduction, Jiang Cheng could already determine that Professor Chen must have found very important information.

And this accident was by no means as simple as an ordinary accident.

Hearing Jiang Cheng's question, the older girl recalled, "It was one evening, I remember it was just getting dark. I was on duty in the school clinic, and the professor was sitting opposite me."

"Suddenly the phone rang, it was the professor's own phone."

"After answering the phone, before saying a few words, the professor seemed very nervous. He stood up, put on his clothes, and walked outside."