117 · Reminiscences of the past

Because of looking for Huang Aimian's traces just now, Chen Jian already knew the topography of this mountain. Huang Aimian seemed to value this and proposed to let him lead the way.

This made Chen Jian shudder.

He looked at the cave covered in blood, Bai Yao's body was recovering, and it was estimated that he would wake up soon.

Chen Jian thought to herself: I'm sorry, the affairs of the Bird Country can only rely on you for the time being. I still have things to accomplish.

"Let's go. Chen Jian said to Huang Aimian dissatisfied.

The tall man honestly followed him and slowly walked away from the cave, and before leaving, he made an actor's curtain call, thanking him for the tranquility that the explosion had brought him.

"F48.1, what is that?" Chen Jian immediately asked him.

"ICD code classification, that's kind of stuff. Huang Aimian was vague.

“ICD......”

Chen Jian silently recited this string of English abbreviations, some surreal illusions, they were obviously in ancient times, but they were discussing scientific matters.

ICD、ICD?

Chen Jian had a flash of inspiration: "International Classification of Diseases?"

"It's like it's called this. Huang was not sure, he had only heard these words in the whispers of doctors and nurses.

"So F48.1 means sick, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Jian was very polite, but even so, it was difficult to understand the hatred in his heart. As soon as he saw Huang Aimian's expressionless face, he would have a nameless anger.

Why can this man still live in peace of mind if he abuses his fellow citizens like that?

Huang Aimian was indifferent to Chen Jian's insult, and he quickly replied: "F48.1, it is depersonalization." ”

"Personality, disintegration?"

It sounded familiar, but it was only if he had heard it, Chen Jian didn't understand what kind of illness this was at all, but based on Huang Aimian's various performances, he could vaguely feel that depersonalization was at least beneficial to the survival of purgatory.

Speaking of which, why did Huang Aimian speak medical terms to me at that time, and how could he think I was a doctor?

Chen Jian just wanted to ask the reason, but found that Huang Aimian suddenly bent down and hid in the bushes on the side.

He reminded Chen Jian in a low voice: "Someone is coming." ”

As soon as the words fell, Chen Jian heard someone calling him.

"Rose, did you find it over there?!" a man beckoned to him from a hillside in front of him.

Chen Jian glanced at Huang Aimian, and replied loudly in the face of that person.

After hearing this, the man sighed very hard, and complained that everyone had found the whereabouts of Huang Aimian and Bai Yao, and then he beckoned and said, "You don't have to look for me, I'll come here, you go there." He pointed to the north.

"Let's go. Huang Aimian whispered to the side, "Go north." ”

"Okay, leave it to me. Chen Jian nodded to the man on the hillside, "You can find it quickly!"

Seeing that Chen Jian promised to continue looking north, the man immediately put away his cordial attitude and said coldly: "No need for you to be verbose. With that, he jumped down the hill and disappeared into the clouds.

Huang Aimian waited patiently for a minute, and only after making sure that there was no one nearby, did he regain his feet beside Chen Jian.

"Huang Aimian, what was your name before?"

"Li Kuangshi. He said.

Hearing this name, Chen Jian's brain nerves beat suddenly, and some long-sealed memory boxes seemed to be opened, and some scattered information suddenly poured into his mind.

Soft sofas, tall chandeliers, solid wood coffee tables – this is his home.

He heard the familiar sound of electricity.

It was the distinctive voice of an old antique television set at home, and the pulse of electricity drowned out the clear words of the announcer.

The TV is on.

His brow furrowed, trying to see what was on the screen:

A pale blue interface, with what appears to be a photo in the center.

...... Suspect Lee Kuang-shi...... Escape...... Reward......

The mutilated voice poured into Chen Jian's mind, he stared at the photo, the photo faded into the dark blue background as if it had faded, through the photo, Chen Jian saw Huang Aimian's face, which gradually coincided with the face in his memory.

He knew who Li Kuangshi was.

In his time, there was a lawless arsonist who had not been identified until recently. The suspect is a man who grew up in the hospital and is named Li Kuangshi. During that time, the streets were full of guards, and everyone was preoccupied with the search for him.

Unexpectedly, instead of being caught, he fled to this place by mistake.

The wicked man can escape the catastrophe, and he cannot be punished in purgatory.

Chen Jian said unwillingly: "I know you...... Li Kuangshi, the arsonist. ”

"Wrong perception," Huang shook his head, "I just caused the explosion, I didn't think about arson." ”

Chen Jian was speechless.

Some of Huang Aimian's ideas are 108,000 miles away from ordinary people, and they are obviously of the same nature, but he has to distinguish the differences from the bottom of the matter, as if this can justify his crimes.

However, Chen Jian understood that Huang Aimian had no intention of justifying at all, he was so frank that it made people's hearts palpitate.

"You're in luck. Chen Jian smacked his tongue, "If you are still living in that world, all that awaits you is the death penalty." ”

"yes. ”

Huang Aimian sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Good luck. ”

"Also, what did you mean by 'an explosion'?"

"I can't, tell you now," Huang said earnestly, "we have to get out of here." ”

"Where are you going?"

As soon as Chen Jian asked this question, he remembered that he had already asked it before.

Sure enough, Huang Aimian's answer barely changed: "Go to a place where there are, complete people." ”

"So you've been doing this kind of thing, blowing people up in full shape?"

Suddenly, the anger disappeared from Chen Jian's body, without a trace, as if he had never been angry about Bai Yao's tragic death, the vigorous explosion just now was just a painful hallucination, a precious nightmare—it was almost impossible to dream in purgatory, and you could see the scorching blood red when you closed your eyes.

Why is this happening?

Chen Jian looked at Huang Aimian, he was still expressionless.

Suddenly, he found the reason-

I don't know how to face Huang Aimian.

This strange man was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, he was like an observer of the world, looking at everything with those eternal eyes, and his joys and sorrows had nothing to do with him.

In the face of such people, how much anger can be done?

He felt no physical pain, and his mind was infallible, a sinner who could never be defeated.

"That's right. Huang Aimian once again admitted truthfully.

Really......

Chen Jian clenched his fists, slowly released them, and said deflatedly, "You have to say a general direction, right?"

Huang Aimian thought for a while: "I know a place where there are complete people. ”

"Where?"

"Center Hill, the mountain mover. Huang Aimian had been living in Central Mountain before, and he was familiar with what was going on there.

"Okay. Chen Jian suddenly wanted to laugh out loud and vent the depression in his heart.

It's only been half a month since I left the center mountain, and I'm going back again? Isn't this playing with people?

But he had no choice, in order to get the truth about the "explosion" in Huang Aimian's mind, he had to honestly take Huang Aimian to the central mountain.

"But...... Why do you think I'm a doctor? We knew each other before?"

"I know you. Because I was going to kill you. ”