"Dream interpretation?" Klein asked in confirmation, maintaining a state where everything was expected.

He saw that Joyce's healthy color was dimmed to varying degrees, but none of them reached the level of disease, and his emotional color was dominated by thinking blue, which was so dark that it revealed obvious tension.

Joyce nodded solemnly and said: "Since the arrival of the Clover at Enmat Port, I have had the same dream every night. The dream is full of fear. I know that this may be the shadow left by me. I should go to See a psychiatrist, but I doubt it was a normal dream, and normal dreams, even if repeated every night, must have different details, and this dream, at least the part I remember, has never changed."

"For fortune tellers, similar dreams belong to the 'enlightenment' given by the gods." Klein half relieved and half explained, "Can you describe the dream in detail?"

Joyce pressed his fist to his mouth, pondered for a moment and said, "I dreamed that I fell off the Clover and fell into the ocean. The ocean was crimson, like rotting blood."

"When I fell, I was pulled by the people on the boat. I couldn't see his appearance clearly, but I only knew that he was very strong."

"And I also pulled a person to try to prevent him from falling into the sea. I know this person. He is a passenger of the Clover, Eunice King."

"Because of his weight, because of his struggle, I couldn't bear it any longer. I could only let go and watch him howl and fall into the bloody sea."

"At this moment, the person above me also let go. I waved my arms, trying to catch something, but I couldn't catch anything, and the whole person began to fall rapidly."

"After that, I would wake up in horror with sweat all over my back and forehead."

Klein put his hand on his forehead, tapped it lightly, pretended to be thinking, and then organized his words: "Mr. Meyer, simple nightmares, similar nightmares, and continuous nightmares are psychological problems, and there are corresponding ones. The root cause, and the repeated occurrence of the same nightmare is a reminder from your spirituality and a revelation from the gods."

Seeing Joyce's puzzled expression, he explained in depth: "Don't doubt, the spirituality of ordinary people will also give you certain reminders."

"I don't know exactly what happened on the Clover, but it can be seen that it is a tragedy with blood and iron as the main characters, and it has left you with a deep, deep shadow."

Seeing Joyce nod slightly, Klein continued to explain: "When you are on the boat, you must be very scared, you are very scared, and in such extreme emotions, it is very easy for human beings to lose their power of observation and ignore many details that should not be ignored. But that doesn't mean you don't see them, you just ignore them, get it? Ignore."

"In your subconscious, in your spirituality, the neglected details still exist. If it points to something important enough, your spirituality will remind you, in the way of dreams."

I remembered the feeling of neglect before, and found that the notebook fell into the hands of Riel Bieber, which is the same case... It's just that I am more sensitive, spiritual, and have richer knowledge of occultism, so I can be the first Time will judge... Klein paused for a few seconds, looked into Joyce Meyer's eyes and said, "Mr. Eunice King, who fell into the sea of ??blood because you let go, did he pray for you on the boat?" , but still failed to escape the fateful ending?"

Joyce twisted his body unnaturally, opened his mouth a few times before answering: "Yes, but I don't sympathize with him, maybe in a few days, maybe a week later, you will be able to see him in the newspapers What a cruel and hateful villain, he raped and killed at least three women, threw a baby into the violent sea, and led a group of irrational beasts to massacre passengers and crew."

"He is cunning, strong, and evil. I dare not and cannot stop. It will cost me my life."

"I don't question what you did." Klein gave his attitude first, and then explained, "It's just that your dream tells me that you are regretting, regretting, and thinking that you shouldn't let go. Since you think killing Getting rid of him is a just thing, so why do you feel regretful and regretful, so that you repeatedly dream of letting go?"

"I don't know..." Joyce shook his head in confusion.

Klein crossed his hands and put them on his chin, tentatively analyzing, "Based on what I just described, have you overlooked something in this matter, such as what Eunice King mentioned, the content of the pleading, and the gesture you showed? , Wait, wait, I can't remember for you, please think carefully."

"No...he only had time to say 'forgive me, I surrender'..." Joyce murmured to himself full of doubts.

Klein didn't know the specifics of what happened, so he could only give guidance based on the dream: "Then do you think it's more useful for Eunice King to survive, can prove some things, and can explain some things?"

Joyce frowned, and it took a while before he said: "Maybe... I always feel that the conflict on the Clover came too suddenly and developed too intensely, like the evil desire hidden in everyone's heart was out of control at once. It burst out... This is not normal... Very abnormal... Maybe, maybe I want to interrogate Eunice King and ask him why he did something like demon possession in the first place..."

Hearing Joyce's dreamlike description, Klein combined the dream, his thoughts suddenly brightened, and said in a tone unique to the magic stick: "No, it's not just that."

"What?" Joyce seemed taken aback.

Klein crossed his hands, leaned on his chin, stared into Joyce's eyes solemnly, and said in a low but forceful tone: "Not only do you think this matter is abnormal, you also saw some things that you ignored, and These neglected things can be connected together to draw a dire conclusion."

"So, your spirituality tells you that there is a person who is very suspicious, that is, the one who held you in the dream but finally let go. You don't doubt him subconsciously, so you can't see him. It is your companion, he once dominated your life and death, or in other words, saved you!"

Joyce leaned back, hitting the back of the chair with a muffled sound.

Sweat was slowly dripping from his forehead, and his eyes were full of confusion. JrNovels.com