Listening to Clark's analysis, Zhou Yang thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "How is Professor Guo's situation now?" ”

"Still unconscious. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Yang Jianhua whispered: "He hasn't woken up since that day." ”

Zhou Yang frowned and shook his head at Clark: "Mr. Clark, when our police investigate the case, we pay attention to evidence, I think no matter what we guess, we should at least wait for the witness to speak first." ”

"Witnesses spoke?" Clark glanced at Jiang Hongjun, who was sitting there and didn't speak: "But now we only know that the witness is in a coma, and we don't even know if he is really in a coma, and we don't even know if the witness looks the same as in the photo." ”

Jiang Hongjun glared at Zhou Yang, coughed twice, and took a sip of the warm water in the cup.

Zhou Yang stopped talking, and he realized that he had asked a somewhat sensitive question under unknown circumstances.

"As long as we confirm the authenticity of some of the information you said, we will allow you to see the witnesses." Yang Jianhua said with a smile.

Clark said solemnly: "In any case, this person is involved in terrorist activities, and for the sake of world peace, enough information must be obtained from him." ”

A suppressed sneer floated into Zhou Yang's ears, and he saw that the old man Jiang Hongjun had a serious expression, and Clark and Howard didn't seem to hear anything.

"Mr. Clark, Professor Guo is not only a citizen of China, but also a victim of his current status." Chu Zhengxuan, an agent of the Tenth Bureau, said solemnly: "It is the duty of the Chinese government to protect every Chinese citizen, and I think we have already discussed this issue before we cooperated. ”

His unique English accent sounded a bit like an insincere official accent, and even Zhou Yang himself sounded a little uncomfortable, Howard raised his eyebrows slightly, but Clark's face suddenly became unhappy, and the atmosphere was a little tense for a moment.

"In any case, we must meet this witness." In the midst of the solemnity, Clark broke the silence and said: "This person has a deep connection with an unknown terrorist organization, and this is the basis for our cooperation. ”

"It is not yet possible to prove that Professor Guo was involved in the terrorist incident." Zhou Yang frowned.

"I'm the opposite of what you think, police, what kind of project would require so many complex, diverse and disconnected specialists? I think there is only one case! It's these people who come together to compile a program for some kind of extremist ideology! Clark retorted to Zhou Yang: "There are too many such cases, in order to make their own set of nonsense can deceive the earthlings who are getting smarter and smarter, there are many extremists who use various scientific theories to whitewash their nonsense." Of course, you can also give individual examples, what do you think is the purpose of so many people from different professions coming together? Have it? I don't think so. ”

Zhou Yang was speechless for a while.

Yang Jianhua knocked on the table and said to Clark: "No matter what the truth is, until the witness wakes up, we are just guessing. ”

That's all for today's discussion! You just want us to meet this special advisor you're looking for? IMHO, it's a bit like a waste of time? Clark frowned: "All in all, you guys better think about it, let's go back to the station first, if you have any new news, it's best to inform us in time." ”

After Howard and Clark walked for a while, Yang Jianhua and Chu Zhengxuan began to pack up the information on the table, and Zhou Yang noticed that Chu Zhengxuan was holding a magnifying glass and searching the area where the two Americans had sat little by little, very carefully and carefully.

After the information was sorted out, Yang Jianhua walked out of the door, Chu Zhengxuan also stopped searching, and after a while, he saw Yang Jianhua bring four lunch boxes and come back, put them in front of the four people in the house, and took out a bottle of mineral water from the box in the corner and threw it to Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang was dragged out of bed by Yang Jianhua with a phone call early in the morning, and he didn't drink a sip of water until now, he devoured the lunch box and drank a bottle of mineral water, burped slightly, and asked Yang Jianhua, who had eaten a little earlier than him: "Do you think what they said is true?" ”

"What we can be sure of is that the Americans definitely want to investigate something through this case, as for what it is, it is still just speculation, Professor Guo is still unconscious, and it is difficult for us to grasp any key information."

Yang Jianhua glanced at Zhou Yang and explained with a helpless expression.

"The US imperialists themselves are the biggest terrorists, who knows what they are doing?" It was Jiang Hongjun, an old man who had not said a word in the previous discussion, who answered him: "Now the person they want most is in our hands, see what tricks they can come up with." ”

Jiang Hongjun finished saying these confrontational words, got up and shook hands with Zhou Yang: "Xiao Zhou, right, you will be my person in the future, I will go back to the base first to arrange a place for you to live, those American devils are unreliable, they make small moves behind our backs and think we don't know anything, you have to beware of them, don't live in the old place." ”

Zhou Yang nodded, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Yang Jianhua patted him on the shoulder: "Lao Jiang's style is old-fashioned, you have to get used to it in the future, it's okay if you can't get used to it, anyway, it's a year or two at most, you can rest here for a while, and there will be other arrangements later." ”

"Wait, there's one more question, the last witness." Zhou Yang grabbed Yang Jianhua, who was leaving: "That Qin Ye, the last person witness, why didn't any of you mention it?" ”

"Why didn't you just ask?!" Yang Jianhua raised his eyebrows.

"Don't treat me as a fool, there is not a word of information about this Qin Ye on that document, the Americans don't know, are you keeping it secret?"

"Yes, it seems that you are the right person to join this project, you have the potential to do this."

Yang Jianhua patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder and praised: "But you are mistaken, not only the Americans don't know, but we ourselves don't know very much." ”

"Why?"

"This is a Chinese-American who has lived in the United States since he was a child." Yang Jianhua's eyebrows were deep: "To be honest, if it weren't for Professor Guo himself, we would never have found this person when we investigated the relationship between the victim, and the previous intersection between this person and Professor Guo was just a friend in the Internet circle." ”

"What cybersphere?"

"There is nothing strange about the topics discussed in a QQ group about academic research in philosophy and sociology. Strange to say, they only started talking a year ago, and they only spoke a few hundred words in total. ”

"Then ......" Zhou Yang frowned: "Impossible, they should have known each other a long time ago, maybe it's ......"

"It's different from what you think, he can't be Guo Ning's colleague in the United States back then. This person is only nineteen years old and does not fit the characteristics of a victim at all. ”

"This does not mean that he has nothing to do with the case, and perhaps there are other twists and turns."

"You're right, but the key now is that we need to find this man and protect him. Again, it's a nuisance. Yang Jianhua sighed: "If this thing has to be done abroad, I'm afraid it won't take long for the Americans to get the news, and they must be fast." ”

"The state attaches great importance to this?"

"Some deeper details of the matter, you can ask Xiao Chu, all in all, this case is indeed very important, very important." Yang Jianhua looked at Zhou Yang's eyes and said very seriously.

Zhou Yang sat on the chair, thoughts fluctuated in his mind, and suddenly sighed.

"Are you sighing?"

"Yes." Zhou Yang looked at Chu Zhengxuan opposite and nodded a little tiredly.

"Mind telling me why?" Chu Zhengxuan asked slowly and methodically, while keeping remembering something with the pen in his hand,

"I'm thinking." Zhou Yang pressed his temples, pondered it, and felt that it was not worth hiding anything: "If the things involved in this case are really enough to destroy mankind as Professor Guo said, does this insincere cooperation between the Chinese and US governments indicate that mankind is about to end?" ”

He paid attention to Chu Zhengxuan's expression as he spoke, hoping to see the expression on the face of this young man who had never been smiling, but Chu Zhengxuan's reaction was not like this, he frowned and pressed the tip of his pen, as if he was seriously thinking about the possibility.

……

Headache like a wrench.

I don't know if I saw a sentence from that book: "Pain proves that you are alive." ”

Whenever Qin Ye had a headache, he would always think of this sentence.

Spring in North America is not warm, but it is a very good season in Qin Ye's senses, the heat of summer will make his innate headache exponentially worse, and the cold winter will also make him feel painful.

His family was not wealthy in the Tang community, and Qin Ye learned to be self-reliant at a very young age, and he sometimes thought about strange questions, because before he knew the phrase 'pain proves that you are still alive', he summed up another sentence:

Thinking and sleeping can relieve pain.

Excessive thinking pulled his thoughts to a distant place at a very early stage, far away to higher than all reality, reaching the final point of thinking, and his interest finally incorrigibly plunged into the category of philosophy, but after entering the university, what Qin Ye was disappointed was,

Philosophical researchers and people with philosophical ideas are two kinds of people who sound very similar but are actually completely different, and there is no one who knows the difference better than those who study philosophy.

However, those who can understand are more likely to talk without speculation, and the discussions between philosophers are deep enough, and to a considerable extent, they are talking to themselves.

People who are accustomed to thinking often fall into loneliness, and loneliness often leads to emptiness, Qin Ye had to fill it with manual labor, but when the ability of manual labor also left him, Qin Ye inevitably fell into a deeper emptiness.

Looking at the light above the hospital bed, Qin Ye sighed again.

"Dr. Flamengo, how much time do you think I have left?"

"You have to be optimistic, Qin, you have to believe that a good attitude and willpower can overcome the pain, and many cancer patients have a precedent of relying on willpower to recover." The middle-aged doctor with blond hair and blue eyes adjusted the intensity of the light and comforted the motionless young man lying on the bed very seriously.

"Willpower can beat cancer, but it may not be able to fight my strange tumor." Qin Ye frowned: "He grew in the inner part of the brain stem that cannot be removed, and now he has begun to inhibit the nerve activity signal, my feet can still move last month, and now it has spread to the knees, and when it spreads to the head, how long will it be?" ”

The doctor didn't speak, he could understand the patient's psychology, a patient like Qin Ye didn't need powerless comfort, just a simple listen, and some of Qin Ye's arguments often made him feel interesting, although these tastes often seemed a little black humorous.

"Doctor, I've had that dream again recently, repeatedly, repeatedly, sometimes the content is different, but the scene is exactly the same."

"You know, I've heard you say that it's a beautiful grassland, and a tribe at war."

"The grassland is not beautiful, on the contrary, it is very monotonous inside, and the people in those tribes are fake." Qin Ye sighed: "There is one person who communicates normally, but unfortunately he can't say two words every time." ”

"Maybe it's a memory abnormality caused by the tumor pressing on the nerves." The doctor pondered for a moment, then expressed his guess.

"If that's the case, then it's interesting, doctor." Qin Ye laughed, and his smile was very bright on his pale face: "Doctor, according to the theory of modern physiology, dreaming is caused by the residual activity of the cerebral cortex during sleep, so those things in the dream are actually all from my own brain, so every time I communicate with that person in a dream, I am actually talking to myself with the afterimage generated by the cerebral cortex." I've got some more interesting speculations about this. ”

"What speculation?"

"According to the diagnosis of all the doctors who have seen me, this tumor is compressing some of the signals transmitted by the cranial nerves, but it will take a long time for this compression to spread to the autonomic nerves, so although I can't move my legs, I have no problem with perception, that is, before it affects my normal physiological functions, I may have been paralyzed, but the brain still maintains normal mental activity, isn't it interesting?"

"It doesn't sound interesting."

"You don't know, there is a very famous 'brain in a jar' model in the philosophical world, which is the kind of my future, the shell of ignorance, the brain of the imprisoned mind, and even better, the dream that can never be finished.

As time goes on, I'm afraid I'll be like a real 'brain in a jar'. It would be even more perfect if you could forget the memories before you were paralyzed. How I felt at that time, and how my mind changed, is a sample worth studying. If only I could have recorded all of these things then. ”

The doctor looked at Qin Ye silently until the smile on Qin Ye's face gradually faded: "According to the doctor, I have a high chance of dying of organ failure, my mind was in a dream at that time, and I must have faced a perfect ...... 'disillusionment', isn't it?" ”

Qin Ye suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up, this drastic movement made him gasp a little out of strength after being asleep for a few days, and the doctor hurriedly supported him: "Qin, what are you doing?" ”

"There's no time, whether it's on my feet or in a wheelchair, I don't want to be in bed anymore." Qin Ye pulled on his collar: "I should go out for a walk and see more of the world, before I wake up." ”

The doctor looked at Qin Ye dumbfounded, and suddenly his expression became serious: "Qin, I don't agree with your idea. ”

"Doctor, you should understand my last wish."

"I'm not trying to stop you, Qin, I just have a better plan." The doctor waved his hands: "Qin, I know that your brokerage conditions are limited, if you travel independently, I am afraid it will be difficult to bear, and your body, with all due respect, if there is no professional nursing care, the rate of decline in your mobility will be greatly accelerated." ”

"So what?"

"I recently had a trip plan to take my brother to the other side of the world and come back from the other side." The doctor handed Qin Ye a poster: "We don't mind having one more person. ”

Qin Ye looked at the doctor, his face gradually became strange, making the doctor uncomfortable: "Qin, what are you looking at me like this?" ”

"Doctor, I want to ask how much of my medical bills have been waived? You can't be so good as a human being. ”

What kind of theory is this? Qin, I'm not a greedy doctor who blindly believes in capitalism. Dr. Flamenco said displeasedly.

"I know you are very charitable, but humanity should not be so great, and if everyone is like you and helps others without pay, humanity will perish sooner or later. After all, the driving force for human progress is greed. Qin Ye paused: "This is what Engels said, oh, you may not believe him." ”

"So you're going to refuse my kindness for the sake of the future of humanity?" Doctor Flamenco smiled playfully, he knew that Qin Ye had entered a peculiar mode of thinking, and what he said at this time was ridiculous and could not be taken seriously.

At least that's what he thinks.

"If humanity is going to perish one day, it must be that humanity deserves to perish, and it is not something that can be changed by a word or two or a theory of one person." Qin Ye shook the doctor's hands: "Although many things don't mean much to me or you, I still want to thank you for your kindness." ”

"I accept your thanks, now I want to discuss with my brother, you still need to rest, and call me in time for something."

"Thank you, doctor."

Sitting alone and half-sitting at the head of the bed, Qin Ye opened his mobile phone and saw a gray friend's name on it, not only frowning slightly.

It's been more than ten days, and this person hasn't given him an answer to that question yet, it's too slow.

The transience of life prompts people of insight to race against time, Qin Ye understands this very deeply, he looks at the phone screen for a few seconds, then throws it aside and ignores it, and grabs the poster that the doctor gave him, the lower left corner is a city, and the white clouds wandering in the sky are wide and ethereal.

It seems to be the Middle East.

Looking at the meandering river next to the city, Qin Yuan thought.