A pure black space, a young girl and a young man tied to a chair.

Yan Ziyi's wine has already woken up for the most part, "I didn't expect that one day my father would fall into this situation..."

"Wenn du lange in einen Abgrund blickst, blickt der Abgrund auch in dich hinein." The girl said, looking at Hikoko.

This passage is in German, not English, but this passage of Nietzsche is often quoted, so Hikoko understands it.

The corners of Hikoko's mouth twitched wildly, "Friedrich Nietzsche's "The Other Side of Good and Evil"... Those who fight monsters, you should be careful not to become monsters, and when you stare into the abyss, the abyss will also stare at you?"

… I didn't expect the kidnappers to talk about life philosophies with people... Could it be that the reason she kidnapped him was to talk to him about Nietzsche's writings?

That's too nerve-wracking, in order to write a thesis, although he has read a lot of works of South American gods, but Nietzsche is from the German area, and the trip to read the works of German writers is arranged by him to start in the next semester...

She looked back and smiled slightly, "You're amazing."

Hikoko was also very modest, "You can call me Daddy."

He should be crazy, so now he has the courage to flirt with the kidnappers.

But this kidnapper really had no anger and murderous spirit, and he spoke to him very calmly in German with philosophical sentences, and Hikoko also drank it down earlier, and now the stamina is still there, and he can't stop it and begins to float.

Hold on to your life! Hikoko also. Fu Jin will come.

… Right? Yan Ziyi's thoughts began to scatter, normally Fu Jin should have come, but if he and his senior sister were shopping and falling asleep, it wouldn't be necessarily...? When Fu Jin came back to his senses and found that he was missing, his son might have become a skeleton.

Fu Jin, you have to give awe...

"Daddy."

Unexpectedly, this kidnapper called Yan Zi Yi very much, Yan Zi also drank wine, and the rational function automatically declined by 50%, and when he heard the kidnapper's cooperation, he actually nodded peacefully, "Good son."

The girl looked at him with interest, "Daddy, do you want to talk about philosophy?"

What else can Hikoko say? In order to stabilize the kidnapper, who seemed to be not in his right mind, he readily agreed, "Come on, son."

"Daddy knows? There is a kind of people in this world who feel that their heads are inserted with a lot of thoughts that do not belong to them, and they think... A thought is not one's own, it is not governed by his will, it is forced into the mind by "others". They often experience a coercive flow of meaningless associations in their heads..."

"I call the latter 'psychic.'"

"Later, medically, these two conditions were classified as psychosis and had their own scientific names: Thought insertion and Forced thinking."

"Thought insertion and forced thinking."

"I've been wondering, what if they weren't crazy, but really 'heard'?"

"Il suffit que nous bouchions nos oreilles au son de la musique, dans un salon ou l'on danse pour que les danseurs nous paraissent aussitot ridicules. This time she switched to French.

This can be a test for Hikoko.

"Those who can't hear music think the dancers are crazy." She said.

"Assuming it's all true... What would you do?" She asked.

Thinking of her quoting the sentences of the two philosophers, Hikoko also thought...

"Writing a philosophical vent?"

She smiled, "That's right. These 'madmen' can only say this from an unrealistic standpoint. On the premise of making it clear that they are delusional, people who were convinced that they were crazy will change their attitude and be amazed and revered by their delusions."

"Most people in this world are asleep. The sober people become madmen, so they pretend that they are deliberately thinking from the point of view of the madmen, and the sleeping people think that the sober people are dreaming, dreaming bizarre and mysterious, but they don't know that they are the ones who are dreaming."

If Fu Jin faced the grave before: a person with a madman foundation faced a madman, then Yanzi at this moment is also: a normal scholar facing a madman.

And this madman, she also claimed that she was most likely a "sober normal person", compared to which Hikoko was also a "groggy dreamer".

She clearly said a lot of discourse theories that had nothing to do with reality, but the drunk Hikoko was strangely aroused by her.

"Anything else?" Hikoko also asked.

She glanced at him and lowered her head, "Do you believe that there is some invisible mechanism in this world, where people are sent by the world to a fixed place with their names, to be united with a fixed person, and to live a fixed life?"

"Do you have proof?"

"I once read an experimental report of a pair of identical twins who grew up separated from each other and grew up with similar jobs, similar hobbies, and similar wives across several continents in the United States," she said.

Hikoko shook her head, "That's not enough to confirm. The twins are genetically similar, so it's not surprising that they like things."

She smiled slightly, "No, the resemblance includes their wife's name."

Hikoko actually thought about it seriously, "So you think that names are people's 'code names', right?"

"Use code names to frame people with similar traits in a circle, and people with the same code names will have a certain 'attraction' between them?"

"You're smart."

This is the second time she has opened her mouth to praise him, and Hikoko also shrugged her eyelids and continued to yawn, pretending to be forced, "I was just admitted to the graduate school, nothing bad..."

Then she spoke again, "But not enough."

Hikoko also sobered up a little, and he raised his eyes, as if he was a little unconvinced. As a drunken hostage, he briefly forgets his situation and identity, "So what's the use of knowing this?"

She wasn't surprised by his reaction, "People who can follow their feelings often find what they want."

"Ever heard that someone who is familiar with the rules can play with the rules? If you're familiar with these things, then you'll be able to harness them instead of just being toyed with them."

"Do you know where the people are who can navigate these rules?"

Hikoko shook her head.

She pointed to her head, "They are at the top of the pyramid of human society."

Hikoko was silent for a moment, "Are you?"

She chuckled, "I'm not. I am the one who understands and knows these rules, watching them from outside the pyramid."

"Hikoko, remember. You're special. That's why I'm telling you this."

…

Hikoko also woke up. The whole person was very confused.

He got up from his lying position, and there was still a note written by Fu Jin on the table. But his keys and wallet were all taken away by Fu Jin, and he couldn't move at the moment.

Hikoko also sat helplessly in her seat.

Fu Jin will be back, right?

… Quite an interesting dream. It's a little shocking, a little mysterious, and a little philosophical.

Hikoko was also thinking about it, when her hand was lowered from her head, and suddenly a long silver thread fell.

He looked at the hair, and for a moment, it was as quiet as a quail.