Chapter VII: Hospital Interrogation
When I woke up from my sleep again, I was greeted by an empty gray-white ceiling.
Long Yun was a little surprised to find that he was lying on the bed at this time, covered with a soft light blue thin quilt.
Looking left and right, he realized that this should be a hospital ward, and the thin tube hanging under the infusion bottle disappeared into the edge of the quilt; I tried to move my right arm, and sure enough, I was still on the infusion.
Reluctantly standing up straight with the support of his two hands, Long Yun felt a little dizzy when he moved his head; But this was just because he had been lying down for too long, and after he was awake for a while, he felt that he was actually feeling fine, and there was nothing wrong with him. The headache that once annoyed him was gone.
Outside the bright window, the pale blue sky is shining, and the breeze sneaks in through the open window, bringing in some fresh air.
ββWhere is this?
Long Yun took a few deep breaths, only to find that his chest was attached to electrodes, and he was wearing a ring with some wires attached to his left wrist. Several lines were connected to the instruments on the shelf next to him, and the only thing he could understand in those complex displays was the electrocardiogram, but if the current image was normal or abnormal, Long Yun couldn't do anything to ask himself.
What Long Yun didn't know was that this set of equipment had just notified the management center of the inpatient department when he had just regained consciousness. A nurse then came to the door of the ward, opened the door and looked inside.
Long Yun saw the door open, and a ruddy-faced nurse came in and looked at him.
"Victor, are you awake? How does it feel now. β
"Oh, it's okay." Long Yun replied a little awkwardly in Russian. "I ...... A little hungry. β
"Okay, lunch will be delivered soon. Please refrain from getting out of bed and walking around. β
Gently replied to Long Yun, and the door was closed again.
Half an hour later, Long Yun, who was allowed to move around on his own, was sitting at the small table by the window and gobbling it up. Beet soup and sausages with bread, although not very suitable for the food here, but when you really try it, you find it delicious. Of course, it is also possible that he is indeed too hungry.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with his body, Long Yun was allowed to be investigated.
It was in the ward that Long Yun met the two investigators who had come to question. Dressed in simple blazers, Long Yun wasn't sure which department they were from, maybe the military or the National Security Council? He could only guess at will.
"Captain Rezenov. Do you still have any memories of last Friday's events? β
Oh, it turns out that I really have a name and a surname in my dreams. Viktor Rezenov, the name still sounds a little familiar. An ordinary captain of the Soviet Air Force?
"Oh, of course, this one does."
"Well, then, please go into as much detail as possible about what happened, and then we'll ask you to supplement it." The middle-aged man who spoke motioned to the tall man sitting next to him, perhaps his subordinate, to turn on the tape recorder and signal that Long Yun could start.
What do you want to say? Long Yun subconsciously felt that whether it was a dream or not, now he was already deeply involved in it. The experience of such a coherent plot that even if it is a dream, it is an incomparably real experience; With great curiosity, Long Yun decided to continue to cooperate and see where this dream would lead him.
For the next hour, Long Yun, as Viktor, took the trouble to describe in detail his experience, which of course this Captain Rezenov should have. As for the part before his intervention, Long Yun can be said to have no concept of this, and can only fill it with imagination; But fortunately, neither of them seemed to embarrass him, just sat there and listened quietly.
ββ¦β¦ Later, my head started to hurt and then I fell into a coma. β
Long Yun ended his statement. There was a brief silence in the ward.
"Captain, you mentioned in your statement that you did not observe the enemy who launched the attack at that time. Is that so? β
"Yes, yes. At that time, I was trying to lock on to the discovered target and prepare to launch a missile to attack; But then it was hit. It is true that I did not see the appearance of the enemy plane clearly. β
When Long Yun answered, he noticed that the agent's eyes were quite calm. I don't know how to describe it, but he had a vague understanding, feeling as if he could find something in the eyes of the agent opposite.
"So, was you hit before the fourteenth was shot down, or after?"
"Fourteenth - shot down?"
Long Yun was a little confused, he didn't know what was going on with the fourteenth machine. But soon, this part of the information seemed to come to his memory automatically: the four-plane formation, during the normal cruise, the radar intercepted a number of targets. Then, under inexplicable circumstances, the fourteenth plane was attacked and fell. And then there's the fifteenth machine......
Hell yes. I didn't know anything about this information. How do you know now?
To put it bluntly, it's still a dream, isn't it?
Long Yun thought a little annoyed, and at this time, the person opposite opened his mouth.
"Yes, the fourteenth plane was hit and crashed at that time, and the pilot - that is, your colleague, Lieutenant Vasily Komarov - has been killed."
"Oh...... I guess after that, I guess. Long Yun recalled that after being hit, he did not hear any more reports of someone being shot down on the radio, although the radio may have been out of working at the time.
"It seems that you don't feel sad to hear the news of the death of your comrade-in-arms."
The tall man, who had not spoken, seemed to be a little unable to sit still at this point, and he leaned over and continued to ask his own questions.
"Captain, can you tell us your military ID number?"
Numbering? Long Yun shook his head blankly. In a brief silence, he expected the answer to come automatically; But looking into the detective's eyes, Long Yun didn't think about anything. It wasn't normal, and he was starting to feel a little weird. Isn't it okay to just have a number?
If it was in his own dream, would he still deliberately embarrass himself?
"Or maybe your date of birth?"
Long Yun shook his head, he didn't know either. Or rather, he thought he should know, but he couldn't think of it.
The result of racking his brains suddenly reminded him of yesterday's dream; He remembered the burning smell he had smelled when he took off his mask after landing. Recalling the details that had been overlooked, a strange feeling enveloped his body, and Long Yun began to have a not-so-clear concept.
-- This is not a dream.
Suddenly shocked by such a thought, Long Yun sat there blankly, watching the agent put away the tape recorder and politely bid him goodbye. Although there was no further verbal exchange, Long Yun could clearly feel that the two of them were quite satisfied with his statement, but they also had some additional judgments.
At this time, they are likely to feel that the person in front of them has lost his memory because he has been stimulated.
Walking out of the room, the agent and the doctor walked side by side in the hallway.
"Doctor, from what we've observed, the captain may have some amnesia due to stimulation."
"Yes, we've found that as well. But his physical and mental condition is normal. The doctor said cautiously. Our assessment concludes that he is currently capable of flying work. β
"Oh, really?" Putting away the notebook, the middle-aged man politely shook hands with the doctor.
"I hope so. Either way, try to restore his memory. This is important, thank you. β
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