Psychological Control

Chapter 109

When Brian finally opened his eyes in a daze, the first thing he realized was not the dizziness in his head, but the pulling pain from his arms.The pulling force came from his own body weight, because his whole body was now centered on his arms, and his feet were suspended in mid-air.

Under the dim light in the basement, Brian saw Sophia's magnificently furnished medieval Rococo living room. His arms were tied together with chains and the tops were fixed to the ceiling.

"It's really time for you to wake up. I just prepared the painting tools." Sophia's voice came from the light and shadow in front of Brian. Because she was standing in the backlight, Brian couldn't see the situation in the room on the other side of the screen. . "Since there is still plenty of time before Abid returns, why don't we just complete the final painting."

Sophia's voice sounded extraordinarily calm at this moment, but to Brian, who hadn't finished the effect of the medicine, it seemed ethereal and distant as if it came from the sky.Obviously he was hung in a very uncomfortable position, the pain in his arms and the dizziness in his head were not comfortable, but he felt very relaxed because of the medicine.

Brian's more than ten years of living in a mental sanatorium in Miami gave him enough understanding of the effects of various tranquilizers.But he, who has always been aware of current affairs, has never really tried to be injected, let alone drug resistance.So at this moment, he could only desperately organize the thoughts in his head, trying to restore his usual logical thinking.

At the other end of the room in front of him, Sophia set up a projection lamp, and the light was directed at Brian's face, making him look even more pale and refined.And the light and shadow reflected on the wall at the other end of the room, and the picture interlaced with Brian's body was six pairs of wings that seemed real and phantom.

Brian, whose arms are chained and suspended in the air, with the wings projected on the wall, looks like a real angel who is about to fly.If Abed had been here, he would have recognized the wings projected on the wall as the tattoo tattooed on his body by Adam Sugarman.

"Sophia?!..." Brian concentrated his energy to sort out what he wanted to say logically. He tried to open his eyes wide and looked into the dazzling light and shadow. "Where is this?... What are you doing to me?"

"Don't worry, my Anil." Sophia said that she didn't answer the question, as if she was sure that people who took Chinese medicine would have no thinking ability at all after waking up, as if they were high on drugs. "I will perfectly present you in my paintings, and then re-sacrifice a life... In the end, you can be resurrected in my paintings..."

Listening to Sophia's answer, Brian knew that he probably wouldn't be able to get a response from her, and there was a clear sound of brushes in his ears, and she was finishing the final touches on the painting.Intuition told Brian that if he waited until Sophia finished the painting, he would be in real danger.

Because of this intuition, even though Brian still felt his thinking logic was confused, he still tried hard to figure out the situation he was in.He raised his head and looked around at the surrounding walls and low ceilings. He didn't see any windows and the whole room was extremely quiet, except for himself and Sophia making noises, there were no other wind or noise.

Then he lowered his head to look at his situation, and the clothes that were taken off again at some point were neatly folded on the sofa beside him.The cell phone that was originally silent but not turned off, the battery has been taken out at this time.He looked at the long red hair hanging on his shoulders. It seemed that Sophia hadn't noticed the mystery under his hair piece.

According to what Sophia said when he just woke up, Abed hasn't come back yet, so she still has time to finish the painting, which means that he hasn't lost consciousness for a long time.If it was still dark she would turn on the lights, confirming the suspicion that there were no windows, so no natural light.Either in a warehouse or underground.

If it seems that the surrounding area is extremely quiet and there is no sound of wind, it should be underground, right?thought Brian.The information that could have been filtered out of his mind in a dozen seconds or so took him a few minutes to reason under the influence of the drug.Then he decided to ask Sophia.

Now that Sophia has determined that he has completely lost his ability to think under the influence of drugs, then he uses this to deceive the other party into the clues and testimony he wants.Otherwise, wouldn't he have drank that glass of drugged red wine in vain?Knowing that in order to fool a sociopath with a particularly keen instinct for the same kind, Brian must first fool himself in order to give a perfect performance.

In the conversation with Sofia, Brian seemed to be an experiential actor in Hollywood, imagining himself as a model who really didn't know her true face, rather than the simplest acting school.He's convinced himself to be just another unsuspecting young man, and now he's going on to play a sedated patient in a mental institution.

"Are you going to kill me?..." Brian spoke again, and this time he spoke very slowly, as if he was still under the control of the drug.He acted like a person whose mind was in a mess and who said things that he didn't even know what he meant.

Sophia had no doubts and let out a chuckle, "Don't use such rude words, this is a sacrificial ceremony. Your sacrifice will be worth it, Brian. Just like my other six angels .”

"Six?" Thanks to the effect of the remaining medicine, Brian processed this quantifier a second later in his mind, otherwise he would have exposed his flaws due to shock and aroused the other party's suspicion.

"Why are there six?" Brian maintained his slow and dazed tone, "I thought the only model for you before me was Adam...Adam Sugarman..."

Sophia couldn't help laughing contemptuously when she heard the name Brian mentioned. "Oh, Adam is just a failure. How can he compare with my first six perfect sacrifices? And he took your place for nothing. After I finish this last painting, I have to put He took care of it."

"Process?..." Brian repeated Sophia's words like a repeater, but in his mind, he thought that the criminal suspect who had just started killing people suddenly became an experienced veteran, and the victim had already reached seven years old. as many as one.A female serial killer, as rare as a rare animal.

"Why are you dealing with him?" Brian continued with a dazed look, "Is he here?...I don't need his place...I'm going back..."

"Of course he is here, and my six fallen angels are well preserved here." Sophia seemed to be in a very good mood, while waving a paintbrush, she carefully painted the light, shadow and edges and corners on Brian's face at this time, while Laughing and chatting with Brian, who seemed to her unconscious.

"And you will be able to return to your place soon, don't worry, I have already figured out how to deal with him." Although she was talking, her hands were not slow, as in today's art world As well-known artists, Sophia is not only famous for her obsession with perfection.

On the original half-finished oil painting, Brian was the model of the male body lying on his side in the wine and fruit bowl. At this time, Sophia has added six pairs of fallen angels that fit perfectly with the scene projected on the wall. wing.Compared with the seemingly unreal collocation between Brian himself and the projection screen in the real scene, the wings in the screen extend from the back, as if they had grown there originally.

The characters in the painting that Brian saw before were still blurred, although he was used as a model to describe them, but it still didn't feel like a real person was printed into the painting as it is now.At this time, the faces and expressions of the characters in the painting have been refined, and the facial features and the light and shadow on the face all show that they are suspended in mid-air.

Just like Sophia said, after the painting is completed, the model is sacrificed, and the soul of the model will be possessed by the characters in the painting.When the time comes, the characters in the painting will really come alive in her eyes and live in her painting.When you pass by these seven sets of pictures with different themes but interrelated, the eyes of the fallen angels will also look back at you when you look at them.

Brian took a deep breath. He knew that now was the time. If Dillon, who had been listening to him, found him by passing by at this time, Sophia would be able to get everything in their hands.

"Where is it? Aren't we in your home?..." Brian wanted to speak in a way that didn't attract Sophia's attention, and revealed what he wanted to convey through the monitor. "Did you lock me in your basement, thinking that no one would find us if we hid..."

But he was still too anxious, as soon as he finished speaking, the voice driven by Sophia's movements stopped abruptly.Maybe it was because his guess, which Brian didn't know about, was right in the heart, which suddenly aroused the vigilance of this woman.Or maybe it's because there are too many questions in his words, which are too obvious because of his anxiety.

"You talk too much." Sophia's originally leisurely tone changed to vigilant and indifferent.She stood up from behind the lights of the projector and walked a few steps to Brian who was suspended in mid-air.

After getting closer, Brian finally saw Sophia's appearance clearly.Unlike the previous artists who only wore home clothes and created at home, Sophia at this time changed her clothes at some point, and dressed up as if she could attend the party immediately.

The solemn attire was obviously related to the sacrificial ceremony she kept talking about.She apparently intends to perform her killing ritual when the painting is completed in the near future.Brian's heartbeat started to speed up because she felt threatened, she raised her hand to grab Brian's jaw, and pulled Brian, who was shaking in mid-air due to inertia, to her face.

"Maybe you need another injection before I finish the painting." She squeezed Brian's chin, looked around Brian's facial expression, and then moved closer to the pupils of Brian's eyes look. "The medicine I drank is ineffective, and I am about to recover so soon."

However, what she didn't know was that Brian's thinking ability had been fully recovered at this time.Of course, even if he regained his ability to think, it only made Brian feel more helpless.His hands were tied above his head, his body was suspended in mid-air, and his whole body was limp and weak due to the aftereffects of the medicine.

Brian watched Sophia open a drawer of a cabinet in the corner of the small room decorated as a living room, and took out a needle tube.Then calmly took a certain amount from a bottle of transparent potion water, and walked back to him.

Since I can't resist now, I can only leave more information to Dillon before losing consciousness.Brian thought helplessly, while continuing to break the jar and said: "What did you take from that little drawer? Don't bring that syringe to me, I don't want... um..."

Sophia completely ignored his words, and as soon as she walked in front of him, she directly stabbed the needle into the skin of Brian's thigh.With the slender needle tube and Sophia's rapid push without hesitation of the opponent's ability to withstand it, Brian couldn't help but groaned in pain.Not long after that, a double image appeared in front of his eyes again, and then his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.