Under the floating tower.
The guard just opened the main entrance to the mansion.
He took off his jacket, walked into the bedroom and waited for the heat to disperse the chill and looked down at the terminal.
Witch Jane has been asleep for 14 hours.
The bedroom is lit with only one orange floor lamp, the light gently licks the side face of the witch, and the little curly hair is coated with a soft edge.
Witch Jane breathed lightly and evenly and slept well on the edge of the bed.
The guard approached, his fingers covered in cocoons rubbing on his soft, round face: "Get up first, drink the bowl of porridge, and then sleep. ”
Witch Jane slept sweetly and did not sleep at all.
A punitive shallow kiss on the slightly open lip of a sleeping beauty practitioner. Witch Jane fought twice, swallowed and opened her eyes slowly. After a few seconds of watching the guard, she seemed to finally react: “What porridge, do you have any cakes...”
"Sit down and wait for me to bring it over. ”
Witch Jane finally sat up and owed the day after day. When the guard returned to his bedroom, Witch Jane threw herself in the quilt again.
“Get up and eat first.” When the guard rescued the man, Witch Jane closed her eyes and did not respond.
Westside meal.
In the dim light, the man quickly pressed the Witch Jane's pulse. The beat slowed slightly, and he peeled off Witch Jane's eyelids. A circle of white eyes outside the pupil of a teenager is abnormal and grey.
At this point, the terminal vibration is ringing.
Researcher Song's expression was coarse: “Brother Wei, little witch blood sample test… the results are problematic. Can you wake him up now? ”
Weishu's color changed sharply.
Ten minutes later, the guard ran into the Tower ward with a sleepless witch's disease. Six duty doctors rushed in, followed by Zhou Nan, who had just arrived in a suspended car. All blood perfusion units simultaneously activate backup.
“Brother Wei,” Zhou Nan took over directly from Witch Jane and quickly prepared the tape, hose and hemostatic pliers: “Give it to me and prepare the hemodialysis immediately. ”
The guard's eyes were covered in red blood. No one dared speak to him except Zhou Nan.
Zhou Nan sighed.
In the corridor, researcher Song held the test list, and his palms were sweaty and nervous.
“Just now, the test instrument alerted the blood sample data. ”
“We tested the little witch twice, four hours apart. Compare samples, blood ammonia rises, blood oxygen drops very quickly. Preliminary presumption is excessive sedative poisoning. ”
“Within the last 24 hours, the little witch has been registered with two needles. Type N memory agents, and a large number of MHCCs. The little witch is resistant to both drugs, but -" Researcher Song takes a deep breath: “The ingredients are likely to conflict. ”
In the ward, the dialysis apparatus drip buzzes, and the power is turned on to the maximum.
When the guard suddenly removed his gaze from the witch Jane, he muttered and said: "Only discovered? ”
Researcher Song explained: "Floating City doesn't have a list of ingredients for type N memory agents, and we don't know what the poisoning is yet, so there's no pre-
Weisheng puts the point straight: “In addition to the list of ingredients, what else? ”
Researchers in Song set their eyes on the back of the guard: "Shao Yo injection specific drug dose, time. ”
The footsteps of the corridor quickly rang and Mao Dongqing left behind the guard. Shoyo's scream soon came from the lower level of the floating tower.
In that compartment, the Duchess in the video fought hard and eventually surrendered the drug formula to the guard under chip pressure.
The study group received the formula.
Virtual brain analyzed at the maximum computational speed, researcher Song's forehead continued to sweat, Zhou Nan there already in the fourth urging data, the dialysis results were not ideal.
Weishu Thunder walked into the dungeon.
Mao Dongqing's expression was condensed: “Shao Yu's emotional lock broke, can't provide any valuable clue to the interrogation...”
"Call his iris, fingerprints, and genetic sequence. Unlock all surveillance on the ship to Tidu and the Duke's Manor. ”
Arjun jumped up suddenly: "Yes, why didn't I think...”
A minute later, Arjun quickly called on the terminal channel: "Monitored! Type N memory was injected at 3: 35 a.m. in the standard time zone and the second MHCC at 14: 00 a.m. ——"
Researcher Song looked at the fitting data and finally revealed his joy: "Quickly, send it to Dr. Zhou. Conflict ingredients are epinephrine beta-blockers that cut off the emotional, memory cognition of the person being injected..."
On the bed.
For almost 40 minutes dialysis, the rare Witch Jane was finally injected with antiblockers.
Thread your eyebrows as you guard and watch the thick needle penetrate the back of the Witchcraft Ridge.
Zhou Nan took a sigh of relief.
Blood oxygen indicators are finally slowly rising.
The watch went from red to orange, and someone was sweating at Witch Jane's bed. Inside the ward, the invisible reaper finally left.
The two physicians stayed in the ward to look after him, and Zhou Nan nodded to Wei and went out to talk to the Song Fellow. Both of them have sweaty backs.
Before leaving the door, Zhou Nan saw Wei sitting on the metal chair, slowly bowing his head and touching the teenager's cold hand back.
Like a sinner in a church confessing.
Witch Jane slept quietly in her bed.
The guard pressed his pulse, breathing and the teenager merged.
The door closed gently.
The lighting corridor was bleak white. Outside the ward, Zhou Nan frowned: “Brother Wei hasn't rested in almost 36 hours. ”
Researcher Song walked silently to the terrace and lit a cigarette: “So did the little witch. ”
Zhou Nan stunned.
After smoking, Song researchers kept all the data and cases on file, and took Zhou Nan to read the EEG: “You are born in medicine, you look at this, first you need to filter the noise, then read the beta wave, brain morphine, sleep wave. ”
“I'm not the same. I specialize in biosciences, and I was a researcher at the R code base, and the first lesson was EEG stress on drugs. ”
Researcher Song pointed out two peaks: "The Witch is resistant to N-type memory drugs. But resistance is something that happens in the general immune system, not in consciousness. Consciousness itself is more fragile than the nerve center as a vector. ”
“The little witch hasn't slept, he's just been dragged into the nightmare. Part of the reason I didn't find it was because the little witch didn't tell Vega. ”
Zhou Nan: “What's he dreaming about? ”
Researcher Song: “What else could it be? It's about the R code base. That needle should bring back all of his lost memories. It's better to wake up than to fall asleep. ”
The lab window fans opened slightly and the night breeze surrounded the two of us.
The two of them lazily leaned against the window, Zhou Nan robbed researcher Song of a cigarette, and the cigarette ring slowly spit out: “Don't go back to sleep? ”
Researcher Song shook his head: “I'm not sleeping, I've been up all night. Isn't tomorrow the Fall Festival? ”
Zhou Nan nodded and looked at him obliquely: "What made you think to apply for the R code? ”
Researcher Song starred: “I didn't go to the base. I am a technician, not directly affiliated with the R code, but attached to the Federal Institute of Science. When I just graduated, I sent several top conference papers, and the R code gave me the highest annual salary. Gone is gone. ”
Zhou Nan: “Yo, why are you washing your hands again? ”
Researcher Song lamented: “Vego hacked the entire research building, crashed through the window, and the broken glass fell to the ground. I wonder where he came from. The next second he forced me to float with a knife, would I dare not come? ”
“When I came with him, I learned that the research project that was sent to me, the 'Simulation Fit Genetically Modified Program', was not intended for death row inmates at all. Later, I handled more rehabilitators, so I didn't want to go back. Six years in town with Brother Wei. ”
“Now the old man is going to live with us. Seventy and eighty years old, wearing a Superman mask every day to buy groceries outside, he is not upset. Apart from the fact that Floating City owes me a girlfriend, I have no regrets. ”
Researcher Song dusted off the ashes: “In the years of the Federation, the projects I was working on were fatal. Me, research victimization, then research atonement. ”
Zhou Nan kicked him in the leg: "Fuck you. Every day, the plaid shirt, the white coat, even if you want to assign a girlfriend, give it to me first. Where's your turn? ”
Outside the window, the sun rises slowly in the mist.
On Autumn Festival Day, Floating City woke up earlier than ever.
A large number of passengers swallowed up from the port, and another 50,000 flamingos were imported. Running around the city, watching the Tourism Board means farming for a long time.
The Autumn Festival Market started at noon by custom, but people had already saved their heads early in the morning.
Two kilometres next to the floating military base, an army/armoury/warehouse, a group of construction team members are busy. Look at the jacket LOGO. It's the employee of a wedding planning company.
The company's unnamed planning manager revealed that this was one of the strangest proposals he had ever received, none of them.
Floating Base Ward.
Fresh morning winds roll in through the window seams. In just one night, the bodyguard has been able to skilfully read the instrument surveillance panel, change drips and find blood vessels.
According to the attending physician, the hand holding the gun is more accurate than the medical device.
Witch Jane was quiet and her eyes curled to the bed.
The bathroom reads by the bed and occasionally flips.
“Brother Wei isn't sleeping yet?” Someone whispered outside the door.
“Probably waiting for Mr. Witch to wake up. ”
The sun is rising slowly.
Turn on the video tutorial and learn how to give a full body massage to a bedridden patient.
The paramedics were then demobilized and the rabbit pinched to the hospital bed for half an hour.
Afternoon.
The Autumn Festival Market opened, with pink balloons floating around, even the floating base took an exceptional half-day off. A group of young warriors took off playing basketball downstairs. Visitors to the base's long streets are like clouds, and the sweet smell of food follows the breeze.
Defense time at the terminal.
Redhead riders take orders quickly. A few minutes later, the redhead took two bags of handscratched pie and sent them to the ward.
The physician was examining Witch Jane's EEG, expressing confusion: “Everything is fine, except for a little tiredness, and there are no problems with the blood indicator. I just don't know why I haven't woken up yet...”
Afternoon.
The courier respectfully delivered the craft, which was ordered a few months ago, and handed over to the guard by the SS.
The boxes were hand-detached and the two silver blue masks glowed. The blue mask is the symbol of the king throughout Floating City. A man compares one of the masks to Jane's little round face and signs it satisfactorily.
Evening.
In a matter of hours, the remaining bag of hand grippers was heated unknowingly many times. Also frequent are ward doctors. There was constant discussion among the attending physicians, and there was a growing gathering of people at the door.
“Been asleep for almost 30 hours, except for the active EEG, all indicators are normal, this is impossible...”
The guard suddenly stood up from the seat, and the pressure could not resist dispersion.
At this time, researcher Song came running in a white coat: “Vega, calm down, the indicator is that people are fine, can't wake up don't force people to wake up, this situation is a bit like...”
The lights in the lab are on.
The document was scattered in a quick search, researcher Song urged: “Go to Vego's last treatment session, when the treatment compartment had a problem, leave a medical record... here! ”
Wearing glasses, researcher Song revisited the assumptions, records and verifications he had written, whispering: “Spiritual resistance. ”
“Consciousness spontaneously creates resistance when suddenly traumatized. Vega had an accident during the last treatment session, similar to that of the little witch. Little Witch this time - because she was injected with excess N-type memory medicine. Getting the body into a sleep mechanism is one of the usual resistance reactions, and you can't wake up because...”
When researcher Song looked at the guard: “The little witch is trapped in her own conscious world, it should be a memory of the past, at the R-yard base. ”
In the shadow of the light, the guardian's pupil tightened: “Consciousness trapped? Same as last time? ”
Researcher Song nodded and was interrupted by the guard before he spoke: “Prepare two treatment compartments, I will bring him out of consciousness. ”
Researcher Song suddenly said, “Brother Wei, don't! Let the little witch save you because he's an outsider. You lean out, it's not necessarily possible to go in, even if you go in, the little witch of the conscious world doesn't know you. And the little witch is highly alert to danger. S offends E, and not only will he hide from you, but his subconscious will be afraid of you. If he doesn't trust you, you can't bring anybody out--”
Standing up, the man's eyes blend with chills, and the deep shadow of the eye contour makes people afraid to look directly.
"Why can't I bring him out? ”
Researcher Song: "Brother Wei, although you are the best match...”
Weishi's expression is strong: “His memory is at the R-yard base, and I'm the only one who can protect him from killing him. ”
The treatment compartment is ready. The man hugged Jane and leaned over and put her in the hatch, covering the blanket.
Researcher Song was dumb.
Bringing people out of the world of consciousness must give Witch Jane faith in the rescuers. The best choice for rescuers is exotic E. But to get out of the R code, none of the exotic E's are more reliable than they are in defense.
Researcher Song finally said: "… Vega, try it first. ”
“Can't be forced. Don't forget, you're being treated yourself. ”
The two treatment compartments were opened simultaneously and connected the same month ago. It's just that when you're awake, when you're awake, you're unconscious when you're awake.
All instrument data checked.
Outside the windows came the night, fireworks rolled up into the sky, and rotten scattered as meteors.
The entire floating city is soaked with festive carnival.
The gripper on the bed was cold, two kilometres away, and the silver blue fireworks used to propose for marriage were also regularly blown up.
In the military/armaments/warehouse, the suitor and the proposed person who should have appeared are missing.
Therapeutic compartment, close your eyes slowly at the guard.
A cold, hard probe penetrates and the consciousness is strongly stirred. Researcher Song's voice is like a thousand miles away: “The little witch is the 'sword sheath’ of the R code base. You try to synchronize the memory of the base that year and go to the R code gene replication room to find him. ”
Screw your eyebrows while you're guarding.
The field of view is turned upside down.
In the world of consciousness, the snowy R-yard base appears in front of us.
He suddenly remembered the words "it snowed” when Jane was still awake.
In the snow, Wesley steps toward the gene replication chamber as quickly as possible. Yet the entire R-yard base is like a dead town, not only can't see the modifier, but even the instructor is missing.
Weisheng has a strong sense of consciousness and stable connection with researchers in Song.
“The little witch should have been locked up in the replication room, so I've never seen anything out there - reasonable, after all, the unknown memories won't be complete. ”
The guardian finally stood at the door of the gene replication chamber.
The pattern on the door is like countless dense numb eyes.
There is a fine seam between the two doors and a pile of collapsed snowmen at the door.
The guardian looked at the little snowman, and an almost buried memory was hooked up, shaping like a giant earthquake.
He kicked open the door and broke into a genetic replication room he'd never visited...
The door was also empty.
Witch Jane is not in the door.
In the consciousness connection, researcher Song was also stunned: “No? How could he not be here? ”
The guard stepped out of the duplex room and his eyes covered in red wire. He searched the entire R-yard base in the cold wind, but couldn't find the witch in any case.
He lost Jane.
I don't know how many hours went by and the whole base was dark. Researcher Song finally said, “Brother Wei, come out first. There is only one possibility, you are not synchronized to the little witch consciousness, it is impossible to find the exotic s...”
Snowflake dancing.
The guard stood in the snow.
Snow flakes pile up on the cold shoulders long enough that researchers in Song thought they had lost consciousness connections to Weisheng.
The guard suddenly said: "He has two lines of memory. ”
Researcher Song: “What...”
"Swordsheath experimenters will experience the original life through immersive scenario reproduction. Going through the hibiscus data, going through the genetic donor, the hibiscus experience is the witchcraft experience. ”
Researcher Song: “But..."
Wei Shi shouted and drank: "Find out! ”
A few minutes later, researcher Song sent a new message: "Witch Hibiscus, the lead dancer of an idol group, came out on the XX 2017 show. Location in S City, State Z..."
The guard closed his eyes in the snow and ice.
A story of "hibiscus" is the only “memory” that Witch Jane can cherish in the transformation of a dark day.
He's not at the R-yard base, he's definitely there.
Horsemen control their own consciousness world reconstruction.
In the treatment compartment, the cold metal needle suddenly warms up, as if something invisible and invisible is flowing towards you. I was approaching it myself.
Consciousness finally connects with Witch Jane through the treatment compartment.
The field of view is repeated again. The scene changed dramatically.
The streets are crowded with dazzling sunshine. Antique cars, seen only ten centuries ago, are lined up in tight numbness, and car horns are extraordinarily noisy.
The guard suddenly opened his eyes.
There were a couple of little girls chirping around and saying, “5980 soft coins, this wave of money! As soon as the little brother of Bluebird Entertainment comes on stage, we'll raise our cards and scream and cry. Remember to cry to the camera when you cry! You can get a red envelope for an agent when it's on camera! ”
“We're a professional team, boss spends money, we do business! ”
“The little brother was particularly fond of the colour of the world, the heavens and the earth, the only one, the peak value, the treasure of mankind...”
The bodyguard turned around and looked straight at a nanny car in the distance.
Nanny in the car.
Brother Chen loves to pat his little swing tree: “O little witch, this is your battle! We've got some senior members of the show team! Professional fans bought it for you! The Navy trumpet is also registered! ”
“When you're done eating this cake, we're ready to go! Trainee selection show, let's fight to be the main dance, can't be the main dance as the deputy dancer, can't be the deputy dancer as the vase! ”
Brother Chen was so proud that he saw that Witch Jane had eaten cake in a different direction.
“?” Brother Chen suddenly realized: “Not bad, I know how to watch the Yellow Calendar! Today, Happy God, Northeast Fortune God, southeast, should indeed eat cake on the east--”
Witch Jane shook her head sincerely: "No. I was sitting there, and someone was staring at me for a cake. ”
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