When Lin Yi came out of the Eighth People's Hospital, the sky was overcast, the air became humid and heavy, and the black clouds hung heavily in the air, like a thunderclap and a rainstorm was coming.

Lin Yi angrily took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the side of the car and swallowed the clouds, the hospital looked gloomy under the dark clouds, the heavy iron chains were hanging on the lock of the main entrance, and the small windows on the high wall made of stone bricks were full of black holes, looking mysterious and terrifying.

"Are you visiting a patient?"

Lin Yi's mind was like a mess, and a deep and heavy voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Well, I'm ....."

Lin Yi turned around, and a man wearing an army green overalls and a mask stood behind him, the man seemed to have been standing for a long time, with a little damp dew on his capable hair, and his eyes were sharp and a little haggard.

"My name is Zhang Qicheng, hello." The man stretched out his hand as he walked from behind Lin Yi's car.

The smoke ring in his mouth swirled in the slightly cool air, Lin Yi was a little confused, confusion and anger were instantly replaced by strangeness, and he hesitantly stretched out his hand with a hint of confusion.

"Haha, you don't have to be so strange, I'm also here to visit the patient," the man laughed heartily, took off the mask on his face, and a dark and resolute face was revealed: "I...", the man paused: "My wife was here last year." ”

Speaking of this man's expression, he was a little lonely, and immediately returned to normal: "I'm not a bad person, and there are really very few family members who come here to visit often, which also makes me very strange..." Coming here at two o'clock in the afternoon on Friday, right? ”

Lin Yi didn't know how to answer, but being observed and followed made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he was about to ask for an understanding, when the man suddenly stood up straight and cut off his words: "This is my phone, I have no bad intentions, I just...", the man paused: "I want to remind you, I feel that this hospital is not very normal." The man's voice grew quieter, but his eyes were still sharp: "If you find anything, you can call me." ”

The man handed Lin Yi a post-it note in his hand, and then he turned around and left, without even giving Lin Yi a chance to speak.

"What's going on" Lin Yi stood on the side of the car a little at a loss, a cold wind mixed with a little rain and dew hit his face, he looked at the yellow note paper in his hand, and a row of phone numbers were written on it in neat handwriting: 18309232971, Zhang Qicheng.

When he got home, Lin Yi was so tired that his bones seemed to fall apart, he fell straight on the sofa, this year's weather was strange and rainy, the wind was accompanied by heavy rain, the sky was dark, and the depression and heaviness shrouded the city over, as if it was a harbinger of something dooming.

Lin Yi fell asleep in the sound of rain.

"Xiao Yi, the No. 3 air-raid shelter needs rescue, come and support quickly."

The dusty underground air-raid shelter is long and cramped, filled with the smell of blood and sweat, Lin Yi looked at everything in front of him in a little dazed, he was holding the old intercom in his hand, and the old man's urgent cry for help came from inside, and in front of him was a person in a white coat in a hurry, surrounded by a frame bed, and there were always one or more layers of gauze on the head, legs or body of the person lying on the bed, and some people were sitting on the ground, or crying bitterly, or staring blankly at everything in front of them, or hurriedly packing up the affairs in hand.

Lin Yi had a familiar feeling for a moment, which made him feel inexplicably intimate, as if he had experienced it, which made him feel heartache, helplessness and anxiety, and made him feel strange and confused, because he didn't know what would cause everything in front of him, and he didn't know what he should do.

"Hey, why are you stunned, Sheng Lao called us."

Lin Yi was heavily pushed by someone, he reacted from his thoughts, the man in front of him was wearing a thick black coat, a dirty peaked cap, a small head, dark skin, a thin figure, sharp eyes, and a haggard expression.

Lin Yi was stunned, the person in front of him made him very familiar, it seemed that he had seen him, and even experienced a lot of things with him, but he racked his brains and couldn't remember who the person in front of him was.

"Zhang Qicheng, you and Xiao Yi bring 5 to 10 people to the No. 3 air-raid shelter, come quickly, come quickly!"

An old and resolute voice on the other end of the intercom came again.

"Received Elder Sheng, we'll be there soon."

The man named Zhang Qicheng snatched the walkie-talkie from Lin Yi's hand, he lowered the hat on his head, and pulled Lin Yi forward along the narrow tunnel.

"Zhang Qicheng ......" Lin Yi was pulled forward in confusion, and the same scene around him whizzed past him, and he muttered to himself: "Zhang Qicheng ......"

"If you find something one day, you can call me, my name is Zhang Qicheng."

Outside the hospital, light rain, carside, black hole window, strange man who suddenly appeared, phone number.......

The shattered scene flashed through Lin Yi's mind like a slideshow.

"Zhang Qicheng ......."

"Zhang Qicheng!!"

"You're Zhang Qicheng!"

Lin Yi shouted out abruptly.

"You, you gave me the phone, you stalked me."

"What are you talking about? We're going to be too late. ”

The man named Zhang Qicheng yelled at Lin Yi in confusion and a little angrily, his pace did not stop, and he was still running forward.

"Stop, I'm ......"

Lin Yi was already tired and out of breath, he broke free violently and began to gasp.

"I....... What's going on! ”，

"I....... I was in a dream. ”

"Lin Yi, what's wrong with you?" The man in front of him frowned, obviously he was dissatisfied with the sudden stop, the loess flying wildly in front of him, making Lin Yi's face look a little hazy and blurry.

"Katsu Lao is infiltrating Old M's base, if he can bring out the secrets of Old M's research, we may be able to turn the situation around the future, do you want to involve the future in an endless war?"

Zhang Qicheng yelled at Lin Yi in a low voice.

"I'm dreaming." Lin Yi looked at the thin and resolute face in front of him blankly, he was sure that he was in a dream, but why did he dream of a strange man who only had one side?

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Qicheng was already about to be enraged by Lin Yi, he raised some voices and shouted again: "If we don't do something now, then everything around us will become their eyeliner and base, hospitals, research institutes, and even universities, our memories.... will be ..... will be ....... ”

The face of the man in front of him became more and more blurred, his voice became more and more distant, the cave began to shake violently, and the dust flew wildly.......

"Hospital, base, eyeliner."

These three pieces of information flashed in Lin Yi's head before he fainted.

La-la-la.....-la

The rain continued.

When he woke up, Lin Yi had a splitting headache, and the quiet surroundings could only hear the sound of rain dripping outside the window, there was no light in the room, it was dark, Lin Yi found that he was already sweating profusely, and he was still holding the yellow sticky note paper in his hand, which had been crumpled and soaked with sweat.

Lin Yi sat up with difficulty, rubbed his swollen head, the scene in the dream was still vivid, he recovered from the chaotic dream, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table in the dark, the screen opened, and a message was displayed on the photo of his gentle and lovely wife and lively and lovely son:

From 183-xxxx-2971: The Eighth People's Hospital has a secret!