When I walked to the end of the corridor, I felt that this was very wrong, and I needed to reconsider, so I pulled An Jianing to stand first, touched my chin and thought about it,

"We're going to start from scratch. First of all, the objective fact is that the archives have been tampered with. So, there are two questions – who changed the file and for what purpose? At present, it seems that there is no clue who changed it, but the purpose is nothing more than two things, one is to resurrect An Jianing and have a legal identity; The other is to attract the attention of people who know that An Jianing is brain dead, and attract him here. ”

"If it's the former, I think there should be information about An Jianing's hospitalization here, so that you can go through the procedures normally. If it is the latter, it will be the current situation where there is no such person. Because as long as we come, the purpose of the person who threw the message has been achieved. "I continued to think along the line, and the inspiration in my mind suddenly dawned.

An Jia looked at me steadily, as if judging my assumptions in his brain quickly, and then finally nodded,

"Reasonable." I can't help but feel proud for a moment, don't look at your good hand at cracking the program, it's still far from cracking the human brain, and I still have an advantage in this regard.

An Jianing raised his hand and motioned for me to continue,

"So what?" The smugness turned into embarrassment, I blinked, and said confusedly: "So, I don't know, it stands to reason that if we check the name An Jianing, what will happen, but there has been no movement for so long." ”

"An analysis without a solution is the same as not saying anything." An Jianing said without changing his face, put his hands in his pockets, and turned his head to look at the deep corridor.

At this moment, the table of the nurse's station not far away suddenly lit up, and after a few blue lights flashed on the virtual screen, the gentle and delicate female voice heard in the hall came,

"Miss Lin Shuya, Mr. An Jianing, Dean Fujii invites you two to the dean's office on the third floor of Block A." With that, the road map to the dean's office was displayed on the screen.

An Jianing and I looked at each other, he glanced at the screen from a distance, and said to me, "Let's go, you're right." "Although I don't know what awaits us, but once we come, we will be safe, and now even if there is a tiger in the mountain, we will go to the tiger mountain.

Unexpectedly, the overall area of this hospital is not large, but the internal structure is very complex, through the corridor of the inpatient chief, bypassing several turntables, I was completely unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and finally found the director's office.

An Jianing rang the doorbell, and while waiting, I looked back at the corridor behind me. The empty corridor floor is as smooth as a mirror, glowing with the cold light of metal, without a trace of dust or life, and the atmosphere is cold and oppressive.

Under the trend of various hospitals vying to make themselves more humane and more like a home, this place seems as strange as the biochemical research institute in the movie, and even makes people wonder, is it really a hospital?

As a normal person, I would feel uncomfortable here, let alone a patient with a relatively fragile psychology?

We waited for a few minutes and there was no smart system

"Please come in", and the door opened silently. An Jianing and I looked at each other, and he walked in with his legs raised first, and I took a deep breath and followed.

As soon as I entered the door, I subconsciously turned my head to see that the door closed silently again.