There is no doubt that Zhang Hui's strange behavior that aroused Xiaoli's suspicion was to hide people's eyes and ears, and did not want people to associate him with Zhang Hui, who owed a huge gambling debt.

However, Xiaoli was able to find me, not by coincidence, but by destination.

The piece of blood jade I have engraved with the words "Yin and Netherworld Blood Book" is an invisible attraction for her, and she will eventually find me, just like Liu Yan.

What's more, there was one person who had already arranged all this.

I opened my mouth and asked, "The note that the blind man left for you is the one you gave me, right?" Those two names, one of them is Zhang Dehai, and the other, is it K or me? ”

"If you ask a question, you have to drink."

"Of course."

"It's K. I didn't know your name at the time—I didn't even know anything about you when I bumped into you in the back stairs of the Shining Star Hotel with Liu Yan's body on my back. It wasn't until you went to the funeral home for the first time that I found out who you were - you were investigating me. ”

I instantly understood, Zhang Hui actually knew at that time, I sneaked into the staff lounge of the funeral home: "You installed remote monitoring in the funeral home? ”

"How can I do this? It was Zhang Dehai's disgusting old bastard who pretended to be, and I just threatened him a little bit before I got the receiver. Zhang Hui sneered. The monitoring system in the entire funeral home is in the hands of Zhang Dehai, and only in this way can he run to the morgue in the middle of the night to do his good deeds, and will not leave any records. ”

Such an explanation is indeed the most reasonable.

I changed the subject: "When did you start planning your revenge?" If—I mean, if you could stay with Xiaoli like this, would you still want revenge? ”

"This is the second wine."

"I'm sitting here, are you still afraid that I'll regret it?"

"If you ask me this question, the preconditions don't exist. I can't answer what is not possible for me. ”

"If I guessed correctly, it's because Xiaoli's soul can't stay in the world forever, right?"

Zhang Hui was silent for a while before he spoke with difficulty: "She...... In fact, it is no longer the same Xu Liqing - if a person has completely lost his previous memories and changed his body, is he still the same person who lives in this state? ”

I didn't pay attention to Zhang Hui's rhetorical question, and like him, I fell into a moment of contemplation.

What are the elements that make up a "person"?

**, or spiritual?

So as bystanders, what kind of criteria should we use to judge whether a person is real?

By perception?

I can see, I can touch, I can hear, I can sit and hug each other, I can feel the other person's physical presence – I can feel you, so you exist.

But what if it doesn't even exist?

For example, Xu Liqing's current state, her original body is already a mass of ** foul-smelling rotten meat, and her current body belongs to another person.

Xu Liqing on the materialist level no longer exists.

Therefore, judging solely by perception is not rigorous enough, because this will lead to another big proposition:

How can I prove that my subjective perception exists objectively?

The basis of the existence of perception is that the world must be real—but whether the world is real or not is also the thinking that each individual thinks about the world.

So Descartes said, "I think, therefore I am." ”

Descartes explored the concept of "absolute truth", and he tried to find "absolute truth" that overrides individual senses, universal opinions, and even scientific and mathematical theories.

He found that while the authenticity of all of these human cognitions can be reasonably questioned, only the authenticity of "me" as the subject of thinking cannot be questioned.

His train of thought is very interesting, roughly speaking: "I" can doubt the existence of everything, but doubt comes and goes, and there is always one thing that cannot be argued - that is, "I am doubting"! From this, it can be inferred that the subject of doubt "I" exists.

This is the level of idealism. But even so, Xu Liqing has now forgotten all her previous memories......

If a person's memory is completely gone, then in this person's cognition, there is no longer her own past—in other words, she herself has completely denied her past, so can she still be regarded as the person in the past?

"Zhang Hui, have you ever heard of 'Brain in a Jar'?" I say.

Zhang Hui shook his head.

"It's a bit similar to Zhou Gong's dream of butterflies, Zhou Gong dreamed that he had become a butterfly, and after waking up, he panicked and realized that it was Zhuang Zhou, Zhou Gong didn't know if he dreamed of a butterfly, or if the butterfly dreamed of Zhuang Zhou."

"The 'brain in a vat' is a person (who you can assum) was operated on by an evil scientist, and his brain was cut out of his body and placed in a vat containing a nutrient solution that kept the brain alive."

"The nerve endings of the brain are connected to a computer, which is programmed to send information to the brain in order to keep it hallucinating that everything is completely normal. For him, it seems that people, objects, and the sky still exist, and his own movements and body sensations can be input. This brain can also be fed or intercepted (the memory of the brain surgery is intercepted, and then the various environments and daily life that he may experience are entered). ”

"He can even be coded and 'feel' that he himself is reading an interesting and ridiculous text here."

I finally asked, "How can you be sure that you are not in this predicament?" ”

Zhang Hui was silent for a long time before responding to me in a somewhat hoarse voice: "You mean...... Xiaoli she ...... Is this the case? ”

"What the blind man told you is too mysterious, I like to use a direct metaphor to explain the strange existence in this world." I said, "Every time Xiaoli replaces her body, she loses part of her memory, can this be seen as a loss of consciousness?" It's like a brain in a tank, changing from one tank to another, but our technology is not up to par, which leads to inevitable damage to the brain. ”

Does the soul also have strength?

If there is, then the soul will inevitably be consumed, so there is the old saying "the soul is scattered".

Maybe Xu Liqing can continue to "live" in this world by constantly replacing her body, but her soul will continue to be scattered until ...... In the end, he loses the consciousness of "human" and becomes a real walking corpse.

"So......" Zhang Hui's tone began to hesitate.

I didn't give him time to think, and then threw out a rejection of a solution I had already thought of: "I want to make a bet with you, do you dare to bet with me?" ”

"How to bet?"

I waved my hand and pointed to the table: "There are still four glasses of wine on the table, three are mine, and one is yours, dare you?" ”

Zhang Hui was silent.

I added, "I'll drink first." ”

Zhang Hui finally couldn't help it: "Why do you think you will definitely win?!" ”

"Not by anything." I said in a calm tone, "But if you are willing to let go of the obsession in your heart and go to the police station to turn yourself in, then, you can not drink this last glass of wine." ”

Not allowing Zhang Hui to refuse, I stood up, stretched out my hand directly, and took a glass of wine first: "I'll do it first as a respect!" ”

Under the stunned eyes of the six fingers, my face did not change, and I drank three glasses of wine in a row!

Only the glass of wine I had first touched was left on the table.

Zhang Hui's eyes radiated a feverish light, which belonged to a gambler's eyes.

He stared at me for a moment, then at the last glass of wine on the table, and then, finally, he stood up, unfastened his watch, and slammed it on the table with a "snap".

"Okay, I'll bet you!"

Zhang Hui almost roared.

And just after Zhang Hui shouted this sentence, Six Fingers' face suddenly changed!

He stood up "Teng", stretched out his hand and pointed directly at Zhang Hui, his face flushed, and said excitedly:

"I remember you! That's how you put your bet on the last hand! It rained heavily that night and we were playing stud! Right?! ”