Huang Jinchen almost subconsciously hid himself in the shadow of a plant on the side, moving very quickly, his hands and feet were silent, like a shadow sticking to the wall, Kou Tong ignored him, his attention was all focused On the light and shadow of the whole cafe.
This place is very special. On the one hand, it is very, very dark, which is a special place for Yao Shuo. The person breaks suddenly. The dazzling light outside mixed with the darkness indoors, which evolved into a very strange phenomenon - the light and dark in the coffee shop, not the alternation of space, but the alternation of time.
Kou Tong closed his eyes slightly and shook his head. He was a little dizzy by the flickering light. No one would be very calm in this strange environment. He felt some kind of increased anxiety.
This is the owner of the space hesitating, because the psychological state is very unstable, so the projection space will be relatively chaotic.
Just at this time…
The gunshot rang, and a robber walking in front fell on his back without warning, with a clear bullet mark in the middle of his forehead, and then the blood dripped down slowly.
In such a chaotic situation, silently shooting people to death... Kou Tong couldn't help but pressed his forehead, thinking that Huang Jinchen, this shit-stirring stick, can really add to the chaos.
However, before he could do anything, the flickering lights in the cafe suddenly stopped flashing like a haunted house. All the lights were blocked out of the gate at once. The people inside seemed like unprofessional extras, patronizing the onlookers. I forgot the lines, and it's been a long time before I realize that my life has been killed, I started screaming in the dark, running around, like a headless fly.
Yao Shuo, who had been lurking for a while, jumped out unprepared, and neatly unloaded the other robber's weapon, put his knees in his knee sockets, twisted his shoulders, and gave this unlucky thief to the unfortunate thief in one go. Pressed on the ground, stuck his neck.
Then someone turned on the lights in the cafe, soft and ambiguous warm lights radiated, and a siren sounded outside the door at the same time.
When the dust settled, Lao Yao got out and gave Huang Jinchen a very cold look: "Did you fire the gun?"
Before Huang Jinchen could speak, Kou Tong stood between the two of them. He took a step from Lao Yao's left side and only used half of his body to block Huang Jinchen. His movements were very natural, as if he wanted to isolate the two of them On, it doesn't look very deliberate.
Kou Tong lowered his voice: "Old Yao, I have informed the system debugger outside us to debug the equipment as soon as possible, and let us go out, you can rest assured."
His voice became slower and lower, and finally he bit the word "relaxation" very clearly, then glanced at Huang Jinchen, waved his hand slightly, turned sideways and asked Yao Shuo to go over first: "It's too messy here. , I think the place is a little bigger over there, let's go over there."
Yao Shuo glanced at him with a dissatisfied expression, but he didn't say anything too unpleasant. He just glanced at Huang Jinchen from a distance, and said with a strong opinion: "If you want me to say, the existence of the privileged class is corrupt. In the beginning, your department has been lacking supervision, and everyone is recruiting in it, it is too lawless."
Kou Tong adjusted his glasses and did not comment on his words. Anyway, it was General Zhong who was saddened.
Huang Jinchen looked out, rolled his eyes, put the gun behind him silently, and followed them from a distance. For some reason, when he saw Yao Shuo, a dead old man, his hands were itchy, and in his mind I imagined how to push this old thing to the ground, choking on the neck, and so on and so on and so on... Such a bloody and violent scene.
He was so involved that he didn't pay attention and stepped on Kou Tong's heel, almost tripping the two of them at the same time.
Huang Jinchen stuck out his tongue and had a hunch that Yao Laoshi was going to say something again. Sure enough, Yao Laoshi frowned in disgust and cleared his throat: "Let's see what qualities you all have, whether you stand or sit together or not. No sitting, have you never received military training? What does it look like? You…”
However, Kou Tong ignored his chatter like a feudal patriarch and went straight past him. It turned out that they had unknowingly walked to the back door of the cafe, where there was an old "No-Idlers" sign, Kou Tong grabbed the sign and slammed open the narrow back door.
At that moment, Huang Jinchen, who was behind Yao Shuo, keenly found that Yao Shuo's shoulder muscles twitched involuntarily, as if he was trying to stop Kou Tong subconsciously. Maintaining such an awkward posture, he stood there in a daze.
Huang Jinchen stretched his neck and saw that there was actually a mountain behind the door. The door opened by Kou Tong seemed to be connected to another world.
The mountain is extremely high, and the ridge is wide, but it is squeezed into a wall. I don't know what monsters and ghosts are pressing down at the bottom of the mountain. The wall less than two meters high actually traps a mountain in it.
The sky at the front door is like noon, and the back door is in the dark evening. The sun can no longer be seen, and the sky is dark. Only the jagged rocks and dry branches on the hilltop hang down from the heights, and there is no movement in the windless night. It froze there, like the body of some kind of monster.
At this moment, the ground beneath their feet shook violently, and Kou Tong and Huang Jinchen heard a mechanical male voice in their ears at the same time: "Alarm, alarm, the space is unstable, the space is unstable, it will disintegrate within half a minute— "
With a loud bang, a huge rock fell from the top of the mountain and smashed right at the back door of the opened cafe. Huang Jinchen was taken aback and grabbed Kou Tong's collar like a rabbit. He took him back several steps, and at the same time called out: "Get down!"
The big rock slammed into the small back door at once, and countless flying sand and stone fragments smashed around like bullets. The ground shook more and more violently, and several people lay on the ground and hardly dared to move. After a while, they were buried.
Just when Huang Jinchen felt more and more like a garlic planted in the soil, the familiar squeezing feeling returned, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat down on the ground, the two still overlapping each other just now. The space was very ruthless and did not leave a little memory for the other party, not even a piece of dirt.
Huang Jinchen stretched out a hand to the one-legged Doctor Kou, and was about to pull him up. Yao Shuo suddenly burst into a hysterical roar: "This is your research result? What can you do with this shit? For you, the taxpayers squeeze so much money out of their teeth to support you people every year, just to make you do this kind of meaningless and unreasonable scenario simulation?"
When General Zhong heard the sound, he quickly pushed open the door and came in from the outside: "Old Yao, come and tell me if you have something to say, or if you have any dissatisfaction, you can..."
Yao Shuo snorted angrily with his nose: "The moth that eats imperial food." Without looking at General Zhong, he strode out.
"What's the matter?" After he left, General Zhong turned to ask Kou Tong.
Kou Tong's two-skinned face firmly blocked Lao Yao's mental attack beyond the dermis. He stood up with a cane in disbelief, and sat on a hardwood chair on the side. With his legs up, he raised his eyelids and glanced at General Zhong: "You asked me what happened? I haven't asked you yet."
General Zhong sighed, looked up and stepped aside. Huang Jinchen, who was playing with his gun as if he was watching the fun, pulled up a chair and sat opposite Kou Tong and eased his breath: "Tell me first, you saw what."
Kou Tong called up the surveillance video of the large boiler projector and put the chip into a small clip that he carried with him: "I will go back and analyze the specific situation and give you a report. On the surface, this friend of yours is likely to be It is because the psychological pressure is too high, and he often feels restless. He needs face very much. Even though he looks elegant in normal times, he is actually not good at communicating with others. The pressure is accumulated in his heart, and there is no place to release it, so he can only become more and more anxious. , When the psychological conflict is out of balance to a certain extent, it makes him uncontrollable like he is now, so he will instinctively use some negative words to release pressure in the form of deliberately stabbing others."
General Zhong was silent for a moment, but Huang Jinchen, an onlooker, nodded in approval, as if that was the case.
After a while, General Zhong lit a cigarette a little irritably: "Then tell me, what is the source of his stress?"
Kou Tong blinked, leaned back, and rubbed his plaster leg: "Instructor, you actually always thought I was the all-purpose machine of Tinkerbell, you know everything?"
General Zhong looked at him with a deep and bitter look, and even Huang Jinchen, who was far away in the corner, received his "sex-sensing wave", and his body was shocked and goosebumps all over his body.
"The source of stress." Kou Tong was under pressure, so he had to start talking, "Do you know what a source of stress is? It could be anything, for example, if you fart, my legs and feet are not easy, and I can't run for a while. It smells and feels very unpleasant, and it's also a source of stress."
Huang Jinchen said, "Pfft."
Kou Tong waved his hand: "Okay, Master Huang, I'll just give an example, you don't need to demonstrate on the spot."
He then went on to say: "Many things can be stressors, but they don't necessarily cause people's stress. Different people respond differently to different stressors..."
Huang Jinchen applied his knowledge and continued: "For example, if I have neat legs and feet, if I hear the sound of my fart, I immediately hold my breath and walk outside, so it won't constitute a pressure."
General Zhong turned his head and looked at Huang Jinchen, who was suddenly interested in psychology, and even couldn't take it anymore. He regretted his arrangement so much that his bowels were blue, so he could only say in a somber tone, "He really just gave an example."
Kou Tong smiled and called up the last shot of the projected surveillance video. The curtains in the room closed automatically, and the picture on the screen was fixed on the mountain surrounded by walls. The picture was a little blurry. Kou Tong said, "This is it The cafe is very dark, very very dark, which reflects a strong sense of self-protection. His self-protection is too much, and he is almost aggressive. There was a fierce conflict in the middle, but he suppressed it. It was his subconscious vigilance that trapped us in this place together, unable to get in or out, so I gave him a hint of 'go to a wider place' when he was a little relaxed, and he It took us to this door unconsciously."
General Zhong stared at the picture carefully, as if he was unwilling to relax at all.
Kou Tong said: "But I was too hasty today. As soon as he saw something in this door, although he didn't know what the projector was, he must have vaguely realized something. The contents inside strongly stimulated him, so the space collapsed at that time. —I need to know something about this guest now…”
"I remember this." General Zhong suddenly pointed to the wall surrounding the mountain in the picture, "That's what the courtyard wall of their house looks like."
"Ah..." Kou Tong retracted his hand, resting his slender fingers on his chin, "Stimulation from family?"
"I'll find someone to find out about the situation."
"Well... hey, I said instructor." Kou Tong suddenly raised his hand to close the image, leaned forward, cleared his throat, but lowered his voice: "Instructor, don't lie to me, you suspect Yao Shuo has done something. , so that you asked me to give him a psychological evaluation?"
General Zhong's expression froze.
Kou Tong shook his head: "Forget it, when can you hide it from me? Yao Shuo can't become a national treasure even with two dark circles under his eyes. As for asking you to use the equipment of the base in private to evaluate him? Can't you?"
General Zhong was silent for a while, then stood up and pressed Kou Tong's shoulder: "I can't tell."
Kou Tong shrugged, indicating that he was not surprised at all. General Zhong glanced at him and sighed: "I will find all his family information as soon as possible."
"If possible, let me meet his family." Kou Tong added.
General Zhong responded, closed the door and went out.
Kou Tong was about to stand up with a cane, but when he looked up, he found that Huang Jinchen was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding his precious firearm in his arms, looking at him with a curious look.
Kou Tong: "What are you doing?"
Huang Jinchen: "Is Zhong Shiliang your old friend?"