"Then I seemed to faint..."
Chi Feichi wanted to confirm what happened next.
"That's right, Jane took you back that night. Three days after that time, Rum was waiting for you on your way home from school. In the same car, the two people you wounded with your gun were also standing next to the car. But you walked right over without even looking at me."
The tone of the electronically synthesized voice was still difficult to explain, "Then, seven years ago, Rum discovered this happened to you again. That time, he also saw with his own eyes the change in your personality switch. At that time, you didn't recognize it. When he came out, he guessed whether there was more than one personality in your body. The abnormality in you made it difficult to guess what dangerous actions you would make. At that time, the organization was about to take action, so he let you fall asleep first and sent you to Nearby subway station.”
Chi Feichi's temples were pounding. It seemed that there were many memory fragments hidden in the depths that were squeezed into the memory that had no gaps, making his head hurt even more. "So, the time I met Gin was... a few years ago forward?"
The electronically synthesized voice was silent for a moment, "You wanted to ask him to see 'Art' that time? That was five years ago."
"Why am I there?" Chi Feichi asked.
In that dream, he woke up in a closed space.
In a space that is either a laboratory or an examination room.
There was a lot of technology around him, but he couldn't open the door and only found a video intercom device.
Afterwards, he pretended to be in pain and made a weak voice to trick the person on the other side of the intercom into opening the door. He knocked unconscious the two men in white coats who came in to check the situation, left the room, and walked along the corridor for a while.
He didn't check the whole place, because he found that someone was carrying bombs, and there were many bombs in the empty room over the corridor, so he grabbed the bombs and prepared to set off a bright fireworks in his dream.
As for the question of whether he would be killed, he never considered it at all.
Take out all the large boxes of bombs, carefully arrange them along the winding corridor, and connect them in series...
The moment he reached for the remote control, he felt a sense of ritual in his heart.
"despair……"
Footsteps sounded, and a figure flashed over quickly. When he just touched the remote control, a hand held his wrist tightly.
He looked up and saw Gin's gloomy face.
"What are you thinking about?" Gin asked almost through gritted teeth.
He remembers sneering.
He recognized Gin in his dream, but it was just an anime character who appeared in his lucid dream with a cold face. Do you still want to scare him?
Although he was not very tall in the dream, and his body did not seem to be strong enough, but if his fingers were not even close to reaching the button of the remote control, he would have pressed it without even thinking.
Blow this guy up!
Noticing that he was glancing at the remote control from the corner of his eyes, Gin took a deep breath and said solemnly, "If you let go of your hand, I will let you go and detonate the bomb, and you won't survive!"
"It doesn't matter whether I live or not," he smiled, and his voice was very soft, like coaxing a child, coaxing the long silver-haired anime character in front of him, "Good boy, put your hands down, and I'll ask you to look at art."
Gin's face was as stinky as a black ice cube, and he moved his left hand in his windbreaker pocket.
At that moment, his face turned cold, and his left hand hanging by his side quickly grabbed for the remote control, forcing Gin to immediately stretch out his left hand to stop him, but he did not actually grab the remote control. He pulled back halfway and watched Gin reach out and grab something empty.
The air is stagnant.
He felt a low-pressure and annoyed aura from Gin that said, "If you wait, I'll kill you sooner or later."
This anime character is too arrogant.
He admired the expression on Gin's face that was about to turn black to the bottom of the pot, "Give me a reason to give up."
Gin probably saw that he was happy to see her angry, so her expression softened a lot, "Even if you want to press the detonation button, at least you have to know what you are doing."
In dreams, interest always comes and goes quickly. The moment Gin stopped looking grim, he felt that it wasn't very interesting anymore.
It would be interesting to blow people up when they look unwilling, reluctant, and frightened.
"I know what I'm doing," although he said this, he still released his hand holding the edge of the remote control. When Ginjiu let go of his wrist, he leaned against the corridor wall and watched Ginjiu take away the remote control. "I've been preparing for a long time, do you really not want to see art?"
"What do you mean by art?" After Gin picked up the remote control, he glanced at him and gently disassembled the remote control.
He told himself to be as serious as possible, "Art is explosion."
"It's better to avoid it," Gin said angrily, "I don't want to become a part of art myself!"
"That……"
Before he finished speaking, he woke up.
That was when he was 27 years old in his previous life, a month before his death, and on the eve of his plan to secretly blow up the exchange.
During that time, his life was a lot more relaxed. In addition to making preparations, he usually just went to the park to hang out twice, or played games at home to walk around, and went to a bar to have a couple of drinks in the evening.
When he dreamed about this situation that day, he thought he was thinking about it day by day and dreaming about it at night.
Since I had just watched a few episodes of Conan, I was complaining that Gosho Aoyama had taken leave again, preventing him from seeing the reveal of Rum's identity that he had been waiting for for a long time, so he dreamed of blowing up the characters in it, because he planned to set up a trap. 'Bomb Bureau', so I rehearsed it in my dream.
If all of this really happened in this world, regardless of whether he almost sent Gin away, what he wanted to know was, why did he appear in that place?
In the memory of the original consciousness when he was 15 years old, there is no memory related to Gin or that place, and he did not receive much stimulation during that time. His arrival might be the organization causing trouble...
…
"I just want to check your physical condition," the electronically synthesized voice continued. "Although this kind of personality switching occurred once when you were 14 years old, compared with common multiple personality cases, you The frequency of another personality appearing in the body is not high. The organization had just received a batch of relevant examination equipment at that time, so I had someone take you over when you were unconscious, but while the examination was still being prepared, your Another personality suddenly wakes up. Chianti and the others should be lucky, and I should be lucky too. If Gin hadn't discovered it in time, many people in the organization would have become victims of your art plan..."
Chi Feichi: "..."
That person also spoke very yin and yang.
And he also recalled the time when he was 14 years old.
The original consciousness went to the United States for vacation. It was originally agreed that after Jane took him there, Ikekana would fly over from other countries to meet him. However, the original consciousness waited until the last day and did not wait for his mother. He was killed by a I dismissed it because something happened suddenly, and I felt extremely disappointed.
So, here he is again.
He forgot that he had seen Jane in his dream before. Jane lied on the phone at that time, saying that he was making trouble and refused to go back, wanted to stay one more day, and planned to go back tomorrow.
He said:?
This woman lies!
Therefore, when Jane was looking for reasons to fool him and seemed to be in a hurry to go out, he pretended to be fooled and followed her. He once again discovered that his housekeeper had a hidden identity, and seemed to be planning to force dangerous people to pick up her companions. He once again felt that his housekeeper Being too stupid to seize the opportunity, I decided to do a favor...
He didn't discuss it with Jane.
The situation that time was not very complicated. Jane seemed to have arrived at her destination first and was ready to wait for her companions outside. However, the other party was obviously waiting for her companions and was still searching for someone in the building.
With his body of thirteen or fourteen years old at the time, it was easier for him to use obstacles to sneak in than an adult, and he didn't care whether he would die. On the way to sneak in, he didn't forget to look for opportunities to knock down two people and 'borrow' some weapons for self-defense. .
The process of sneaking in went smoothly, but the problem came. He had never met the person who was briefly connected, so how could he find him?
In fact, after he got in, it didn't take much time to find someone.
The people on the other side only focused on repeatedly searching the toilet cubicle, ceiling, ventilation ducts, and other places in the bathroom.
As he sneaked into the bathroom, he noticed something was wrong around the edge of the sink mirror.
Due to years of water damage and stain erosion, as well as sunlight and other reasons, the tiles will leave an obvious line along the edge of the mirror. Even if there are no stains left in the gaps, there will be a darker line on the edge of the tiles, which mirror The edge line seems to be a little crooked.
Just out of curiosity, he tried to open the mirror. Unexpectedly, there was a small space behind it. A woman wearing a black tights and a baseball cap was hiding inside. The moment the mirror was opened, nothing but the smell came to his nose. The smell of blood was the black muzzle of the gun that the woman suddenly struck at.
"I'll pick you up."
As he spoke, he heard footsteps approaching from outside. He didn't care whether the woman was happy or not, or whether she would shoot. He got into the space, wiped the footprints left on the sink, and closed the mirror.
Although the space is not large, it is enough to hide a woman and a half-year-old boy.
The two quietly listened to the footsteps outside the bathroom and left. After confirming that no one came in, they squatted quietly for a while.
"I've run out of bullets, and I can't break out for the time being." The woman spoke English in a very soft voice.
"Where are your teammates?" He asked in a low voice without worrying that he would be shot, and handed over a pistol he borrowed on the road. "There should be bullets in it, not sure how many."
"Thank you..." The woman moved gently, checking the gun in the dark, and tried to keep her voice as low as possible, "There was an accident in my intelligence investigation. The other party arranged the main manpower here, and the person who acted with me is dead. The body is in the second room on the left on the third floor, you can confirm it later."
"I don't know your mission." He said.
quiet.
The woman was silent for a long time, then asked in a hard voice, "Then why are you here?"
He was hiding, and replied casually, "I heard my housekeeper secretly call someone, saying that a woman is trapped here, and I want to come and see if she is pretty. She is outside, and she will be there in about twenty minutes." I can come here.”
"Oh?" The woman's focus was a bit off. She didn't ask about the support situation, but asked with a smile, "Then you saw it too, do you think my sister is pretty?"
He told the truth, "My whole body and face were covered in blood. It was so dirty that I couldn't see clearly."
Woman: "It's not gentlemanly to call a lady dirty."
Him: "Yeah, yes."
woman:"?"
he:"……"
woman:"……"
The silence lasted until there was an unusual commotion outside, and then the woman whispered, "You'd better leave here first and don't meet other people."
He didn't really want to reason in the dream, "Why?"
In the darkness, the woman was silent for another moment, "If you are seen, you will be in trouble."
"Is that considered concern?" he asked.
The woman chuckled, "Do you still need my concern?"
He speculated that it was because a certain woman resented him too deeply that he would have such a dream. He felt that it would not be surprising if the woman in the dream suddenly turned into a demon in the next second, so he silently handed over all the weapons on his body. If you fall in love with a woman, open the mirror and leave.
Now think about it carefully, although the woman's hair and forehead were covered by a black baseball cap that day, and there was a lot of blood on her face, her eyes with water-blue pupils and a slightly narrow shape showed coldness and arrogance when she pointed the gun at him. , and figure...
It's easy to match up with Belmode.
