After Chen woke up, he looked at Jiang Wan beside the bed, and the pain in his mind eased a lot.
He got out of bed quietly, but he didn't want to wake up Jiang Wan.
She rubbed her eyes, but her sleepy look only lasted a moment: "Are you awake?"
He nodded and gave a faint "hmm".
"How is your health?"
He listened and reached out to pull off the band on his forehead.
When he closed his eyes, he saw that the world in front of him was abstract and bizarre.
He sucked in a breath of air, and the strange things in his eyes were far more realistic than neurotoxins.
He stretched out his hand and his leg suddenly hit the edge of the bed. He frowned and wanted to turn around, but he didn't expect that his other leg was on the side of the bed where he had kicked it.
He crossed his legs and fell backwards. He looked at the world in his eyes. The ceiling that should have been light yellow now had hundreds or thousands of layered colors.
Like the starry sky, and like a huge basin of vomit.
He felt the weightlessness coming from his body, but at this moment, a heavy impact came from his waist.
Then came the back, the two arms wrapped around his body and pulled him up before he fell to the ground.
"Jiang Wan?" He muttered, his hands constantly exploring in front of him.
"..."
"Jiang Wan?"
He called out again, the other person should be here... He was confused and kept looking around.
But when he looked around, the world in his eyes seemed to become a whole plane, and all objects merged into one. Only at the moment when the perspective changed, slight spatial relationships could be seen.
"I'm on the other side..."
"oh."
He responded and explored with his hand. He felt his fingertips touch the other person's body, which seemed to be an arm, and then he heard the sound of "Hey eh eh".
"Stop touching!"
"No! I can't control myself!"
His voice was trembling, and he was a bit panicked if he listened carefully.
He turned his head, thinking he had turned it to the other side, but in Jiang Wan's eyes, he had turned his head in front of him.
"Sister Zhao? Is Sister Zhao here?"
She looked at Chen Qing's appearance, feeling quite helpless. She put down the other person's body, reached out a hand, and took out the pendant from his collar.
She watched Bu Zhaozhao's body emerge in mid-air, and also saw the curious look in her eyes.
"interesting……"
"What's wrong?" Jiang Wan asked again.
"This kid has almost drained his sanity." Bu Zhaozhao held his chin, looking curious: "The limbs are disordered and the five senses are reduced.
Very typical of low sanity...
But this is interesting. "
She was silent for a moment and moved a little closer to Chen Qing: "But this boy even chatted with you for more than an hour last night.
If he had it from that injury, the onset would have been too slow.
But if the loss was slow, his current symptoms should be getting worse.
But... neither. "
Jiang Wan frowned as she listened: "After losing your sanity... no, what will happen after your sanity is emptied."
"Crazy, chaotic, all behaviors will return to disorder." She shrugged: "Maybe they will punch you one second, and forget to inhale the next second. All their actions are random.
For now... As far as we are concerned, the best way we can do is to find a way to stop all non-relics or characteristics of the investigators.
Let their sanity slowly come back. "
She touched her chin and seemed to be thinking: "Besides...the almond water in the back room will also work.
The principle of that thing is unknown, but it can restore the investigators' sanity in large quantities. "
"To put it in layman's terms." Chen Qing was lying on the ground, twisting himself into a twist at some point.
He couldn't control his limbs, and his arms swung in the wrong direction, leaving no doubt that his bones would be broken next.
"Can you hear us?"
"Yes." He responded loudly, trying hard to control his limbs and crawl on the ground.
He was like a creature full of errors - crawling darkly - screaming and twisting - squirming madly.
"Do you still have this problem with your own eyes?"
The moment he listened to Jiang Wan's question and opened his left and right eyes, all the incongruous effects dissipated.
"Isn't it normal for me to go to the ground? The problem started after I tore off the cloth strips." He stood up hesitantly, the vertical pupils between his eyebrows half-closed, as if he was asleep, but he looked around from time to time.
"It's strange... you don't fall into madness when your sanity is cleared." Bu Zhaozhao's voice was a little curious and confused: "But in this situation... you should not use your abilities."
She paused for a moment, looked at the human skin that Chen Qing took out from his pocket, and scolded: "You can't use it even if it's not a relic! Your brain is broken, right?"
He put it away angrily, with a look of regret on his face.
After realizing that Chen Qing had completely lost his fighting power, Jiang Wan dragged him straight to the police station.
It was already close to dinner time when they got up. When they arrived at the police station, they went straight to the canteen.
When the two of them walked into the cafeteria, it was also the end of everyone's meal.
Their eyes scanned the crowd twice, and Zhang Tinglan's figure stood out.
Around her, there were six or seven big men sitting on the edge. The six or seven people formed a faint encirclement, with Zhang Tinglan as a dot spreading out.
Outside the dark wall, at another row of tables in the cafeteria, Zhang Tinglan's father was sitting there.
He had a sad look on his face, and there was food from the police station canteen in front of him, but his chopsticks were rising and falling, dangling in the air for a long time, but he didn't pick up a single chopstick of food.
The wrong button on his collar was buttoned, and the stubble on his chin had stood out.
His eyes were fixed on the entrance of the police station cafeteria, but the moment he twisted his neck, he would stop at his daughter.
He is a good father.
Chen Qing thought so.
Seeing this, the two of them also walked towards where Zhang Tinglan was. As they approached, the father raised his face. He clenched the chopsticks in his hands, his expression serious, and his face turned a little pale. .
He stood up and walked to the edge of the six policemen to wait. He sat down and heard the policeman next to him saying hello to the two people.
"Classmate Chen, Officer Jiang, are you here so early?"
With smiles on their faces, they called out the sign to the visitor.
His face was sweating, but his expression was much calmer.
He tapped the shoulder of the police officer next to him, lowered his voice and asked the other person: "That little boy... is that person a family member of this female police officer?"
Hearing this, the other party shook his head and replied to Zhang Tinglan's father: "No, he is our non-staff member. Your daughter can save her life this time...thanks to him."
He turned around, pointed at Chen Qing and continued: "Listen to them... Xiao Chen was seriously injured last night, but I guess... I'm also worried about your daughter. No, I haven't even taken any leave for the injury, and today I will be back again." coming."
Zhang Tinglan's father opened his mouth, turned his head and looked at the young man who was similar to his daughter. He hesitated, nodded, and then hurriedly took two steps forward and rushed to Chen Qing's side.
"You are...are you the one who protected my daughter yesterday? I always wanted to say thank you in person...I didn't expect to meet her here today."
When Chen Qing heard this, his eyes stayed on the other party for a moment, and then nodded: "It's okay. Thank her, as long as she arranged it."
Chen Qing pointed to the people around him, glanced at Jiang Wan, and then suddenly turned aside to avoid the middle-aged man standing in front of him.
After hearing this, Zhang Tinglan's father couldn't help but be a little surprised. Chen Qing's expression was too calm, and he even disliked his approach. Isn't he proud of the fact that he saved someone? ?
He doesn't understand it, and he doesn't understand it, but he can just regard it as a quirk in the heart of young people. Anyone who has the ability will tolerate his peculiarities.
He nodded and said hello to Jiang Wan, and then his eyes stayed on Chen Qing's back. He watched Chen Qing walk to his daughter, watched him pull out the seat, and then a smile appeared on his daughter's face. Seeing his daughter smiling happily, he should obviously be happy too.
But, when he saw his daughter smiling after a long time, his heart suddenly tightened.
Why did he feel that this young man was becoming more and more unpleasant to his eyes?
…
When Jiang Wan pulled him aside for some routine questioning, Chen Qingye and Zhang Tinglan started a brief chat.
Her face was a little reserved, as if the scenes from last night were still there.
She stretched out her fingertips and touched Chen Qing's arm.
It was once covered with wounds and blood, but it is no longer visible.
She looked at Chen Qing and asked, "Why don't you take one more day off?"
Chen Qing was stunned. His eyes were stunned. His eyes stopped on the other party's hand for a while, and then he retreated a little without leaving any trace.
He felt the bursts of gazes coming from behind him, and his skin felt a little prickly for some reason.
After waiting for a while, he asked Zhang Tinglan: "Have you ever come into contact with any... strange people?"
"weirdo?"
He nodded and tapped his index finger between his eyebrows several times: "The judgment he once imposed on you... was gluttony."
"yes……"
"But you don't eat much." He frowned slightly and suddenly looked up at Zhang Tinglan's face: "Are you losing weight?"
"Losing weight or something..." She seemed a little embarrassed, her hands kept rubbing under her legs, as if she wanted to block the skinny bones on her arms.
"It seems that..."
Chen Qing paused for a while, then continued to say to her: "If this is the case...do you know anything, compare..."
He hesitated for a while before the words came out of his mouth, and then he said slowly: "The girl you don't want to deal with."
"Eh?"
Zhang Tinglan was stunned, thinking that he heard wrongly.
"girl?"
She looked at Chen Qing with confusion in her eyes.
"Yes. The kind of girl who is more... hostile to you."
She frowned, as if she didn't want to believe what she heard.
"No...probably...no, my relationship with other girls...is okay..."
She lowered her head, and her hair might have even fallen into the food.
But she lowered her head, with an incredible look in her eyes.
"Really... was it done by the people around me? What grudge do we have? I have to die!"
She lowered her voice and her mood fluctuated a bit.
Chen Qing listened and glanced at her sideways: "Nothing is certain. I just want to understand the situation."
He shook his head, looked at Zhang Tinglan's trembling shoulders, hesitated for a moment, supported her shoulders with his hands, and stood up gently.
He felt the touch of the bones on his hands, felt the body temperature on the green girl's shoulders, and watched her surprised eyes move as his body stood up.
"It's okay." He reassured softly: "Maybe it's a large group of people."
She was stunned for a while, then burst into laughter.
