In the quiet suite bedroom, the headache intensified, and the cold sweat on Gu Jun's forehead gradually increased, as if he heard a voice in the dark.

The voice seemed to come out of an old-fashioned tape recorder, buzzing and rustling, a little staccato, a deep, neutral male voice that spoke in a steady tone, standard Chinese, "If you can hear it...... We...... It's a good guy......"

No matter how painfully he listened, he could only hear this sentence......

It didn't seem like someone was talking to him, it seemed to be a radio signal, but he heard it because no one else could hear it.

“…… If you ......"

Suddenly, Gu Jun's head hurt to the critical point, and the sound was gradually fading, so he opened his eyes and breathed heavily.

He had heard strange voices from outside too many times before, some were spiritual indoctrination, some were spells and ritual powers, but this time he felt different...... This time, his most intuitive feeling was that he heard some kind of radio signal.

"Signal? Who sent the signal? What is the purpose? ”

Gu Jun thought about it, and he could still hear some clues from this sentence.

The first point, "if you can", the other person thinks that he may not be able to hear; Or maybe it wasn't meant to be said to him alone, but on the air.

The second point, "we", the other party is not a person, but an organization, and it is in Chinese, which seems to be in China.

The third point, "good person", which the other party emphasized, shows that the default listener is a person like him, and when he hears it, he will first think about whether the other party is good or bad, and will tend to be a bad person. If that's some kind of classic oldies channel or weather channel, there's no reason to start with such a sentence.

Of course, this sentence can also be deliberately designed by the other party, just to let him have this speculation.

Gu Jun looked around at the silence, only to feel that there were many shadows, good man? He was quite skeptical, one might even say almost not at all.

He doesn't know if it's just for his transmission or just the radio he hears, but how many organizations are capable of doing this kind of thing around the world? The Tianji Bureau can't do it, and the FBM can't do it. He and Xianyu have successfully transmitted pictures before, but this is not the case.

If it's a decent organization with such ability, why don't you stand up when so much happens?

The Tianji Bureau has been launched, and the GOA has been announced to be established, but it will not come out? Is that a good person? Where is it now?

Gu Jun frowned, and suddenly thought of another possibility, a signal from the future or the past? No, not like, not that way......

And the extraterrestrial signal? A signal from the Otherworld? Dreamland?

It's still the simplest and most direct possibility, behind the signal is a bunch of miscellaneous people, and they are engaged in intrigues and tricks that they don't know what.

Just because he knew that he would think so, he emphasized that he was a good person and what better new era and new world he wanted to create.

"Who are you?"

Gu Jun thought for a while, but still stood up and spoke to the air around him to see if the other party would surface as a result.

"Good guys? You think you're a good person, but your moral standards are different from ours. ”

He walked around as he spoke, keeping an eye on his surroundings, pulling out the bedside table drawer to take a look, opening the wardrobe to take a look, and muttering to himself, "Order of L'Areyer? I know you're not dead yet, and the people of the Leyson Society have sacrificed themselves, but you still have some bastards hiding in the mountains that you don't know, and calling out to Raleyeh with your leader, the 'immortal and immortal old man'......"

"And the Brotherhood of Yellow...... Is it Mr. Wilde, you're not actually dead, are you, is that so......"

Thinking of this, saying this, Gu Jun's headache quickly intensified again, his heart twitched a little because of this, and at the same time, the muscles in his body tightened.

These symptoms made him even more angry, and now he even thought about these anomalous things......

At this time, some inexplicable and terrifying imaginary pictures flashed in his heart, the city turned into ruins, Wu Shiyu's smiling face turned into a tragic state, and there were other people......

Just thinking about it like this, he was already heartbroken.

"Ahh Gu Jun couldn't help but roar, and kicked at the wooden wardrobe that had no abnormal traces, and suddenly there was a bang, and the wardrobe shook endlessly.

He took a deep breath and struggled to control his emotions and control the symptoms of this PTSD outburst...... After all, I haven't been able to accept such a physical condition, I can't accept that I can't protect the people I care about, and I don't even have the opportunity to work hard......

"If you want to hear, then listen......" he muttered as he walked back to the edge of the bed and sat down, "whether you are good or bad, I'm dead and can't hear any more......"

He thought about it, and it confused him.

What is the purpose of the other party? Driving me crazy? Even if I did, would you completely drive me crazy?

It's just that...... Was that true? Or is it just my auditory hallucinations, my imagination?

Gu Jun used to be able to distinguish the real from the fake, but this time he was still not sure, I don't know if he had lost that ability, or if this time it was so special.

One reason may be that he couldn't find the pattern of the appearance of this anomaly, which was different from the normal triggering pattern of illusions, and now it seemed to appear randomly.

If it was really a PTSD episode, he wouldn't be surprised......

Gu Jun sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, thinking about it, he suddenly smiled bitterly, be content, he has really earned his life until now, not only his previous injuries, but he was also ready to die because of a brain tumor two years ago, and now it is not worse than then.

Although it is a big vacation, after all, it has not been a few days since I left the Tianji Bureau, and it is not so easy to return to normal life.

It's like a soldier who has retired from the battlefield, whether or not he has been diagnosed with PTSD, he always needs a process of returning......

Maybe taking some antidepressant and anti-anxiety drugs at this stage is good for yourself.

Gu Jun thought for a while, although he was already inclined that the voice was an auditory hallucination—the incidence of auditory hallucinations in patients with PTSD is 40%-50%, he still took his mobile phone and called Tongye to report the situation: "There may be someone or organization spreading the signal, I am worried that this is a routine to recruit people." ”

Whether it was for him or other purposes, whether it was his illness or not, Tongye attached great importance to it after hearing about it, but nothing like this happened to him in the past two days.

"Ah Jun, we will follow up well here, and tell you about any new situation immediately." Tongye said, "It's not early now, you pay attention to rest." ”

It was indeed early in the morning after making this report, and Gu Jun's head was a little swollen.

So after hanging up the line and putting down the phone, he quickly lay down on the bed, took a deep breath to adjust his breath, and forced himself to fall asleep in the chaos of thoughts.

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