Then he spoke.
"It's a pity you're not in that car, Mr. Talber. Maybe it's another one. In the end, a corner of his thin lips curled up slightly on the left side. This is undoubtedly the form of his smile, making the air cold and quiet.
The exhaustion of war has finally caught up, a new task, watching me pass through this broken world, the combination of all this, has produced a weight I have never felt... because... can't... remember.
Something in the front of my brain was used as a map for comparison, and suddenly disappeared, making me stare at the man suspiciously. He did indeed have the handle of his cane engraved on the arrow of his curved left elbow, but his eyes were Never leaving myself, slowly and deeply took off his glasses, took out a small cloth from his breast pocket, and began to clean the lenses methodically, speaking softly and cautiously.
"Do you think...not necessarily...medication is needed, Mr. Talber? Can I ask why
My head started to swim less, but my throat was getting dry, trying to stay calm, feeling that this person knew exactly what I was thinking, and started answering his inquiries. Continuing to clean, slow down the glass in a hypnotic concept to find himself attracted, and soon became interested only in circles, he used cloth.
He nodded, and I kept rubbing the glass until I stopped and didn't change my speed. After a while, he couldn't hear anything but saw his mouth move, because his voice was covered by a loud noise, and he couldn't have any coherent communication at all.
How long this interfering noise lasted is still uncertain. How long I have said, I don't know. After speaking, I don't even remember what was said. Understand some reading of his lips, partly because the noise in a certain place immediately became a deafening state, quite concentrated attention to stop the roar, otherwise it is likely to just shut yourself out of pure preservation .
He talked about time is the most important thing, don't believe it or anyone, the traitor is cut off and red eye related things.
More information was spoken, but there is no ability to think further, because the absolute volume has doubled, which seems impossible, because rubbing his glasses will immediately stop the moment he stops, which is definitely Will stimulate the auditory nerves in both ears. His eyes have been fixed on them all the time.
The man still covered his glasses with the handkerchief between his right index finger and thumb, but stopped the circular rubbing motion.
He must be waiting for some reaction from me. In any case, whether with or without, the noise bounces deeper if it is to start cleaning up. Like most people who control others, once they improve after a short interval, their strength will continue to strengthen and become irritable. This is very common in interrogations. They fully know this, but only because polite.
Understand that there are still a few seconds, speak, there is no clue, just hope to have more time to think. So I asked a question.
When is the next flight
His eyes on me never wavered. A person possesses certain specific elements. Not only change themselves, but also the factors surrounding them. This man is neither a scientist nor a magician. He suddenly appeared in the empty hall without windows, feeling at a loss. It seems to be through witchcraft or academic knowledge acquired through years of rigorous study, although both have proved their fullness here, not only through his eyes, but also through his overall identity.
There is no doubt that for the simplest day, there is nothing more attractive than hunger. It was this attraction that attracted me to him. He unearths the original roots; direct without awe or reluctance. It's not the least shame.
A feeling that either leaves you or is inhabited, feeling completely engrossed, and a strange creature stirs slowly in the depths, balanced for myself, the mature conscious mind finally accepts the superficial improvement, but this mind is neither balanced I am not mature in any sense, facing a lie that is truly unfathomable from one's own lie, because a memory of hope or being forced to now realize that one cannot bear the greatness from oneself unless they upgrade in themselves The yīn shadow in the deepest part of the man’s innermost part is constantly fucking.
Then there is a very crazy scene. There is an almost comical illusion. It is difficult to find something deeper than the facts, because no one will believe that later will admit those seemingly endless moments, that person not only produced A clear feeling that he knew what I was thinking deep down in my heart, and he was actually a vicious twin brother of my own, who somehow escaped and is now standing one arm away, because I have never seen more than The world of a lunatic is going deeper now, that is my own world!
Primitive fear exists in everyone’s hearts. No matter what kind of constraints they are under, a tired mantel is full of regret when it shows their true self. I believe that doing so means certain success. For example, angry children are not allowed to When I stamp my feet, this feeling will happen immediately. The young soul is completely shrinking in a remote corner of my subconscious. For anything conscious, I will definitely be attacked by revenge.
I have become a true militant, no worries about the action, and effortlessly assume my purpose for the sake of my duties.
In our training, don’t force yourself to face anything other than yourself. It can be said that you are naturally your own best enemy. In this task, you can overcome your fears and weaknesses instead of overcoming the task completely. Conquer the opponent. They are just by-products. Training can only get you to this point. What is left is the darkness in the abyss that we all carry, and you have learned to release. This is the training we have experienced, and we have always maintained this state, because this state will never be controlled. In fact, what lives in the dark does not save you from death at all, or worse, being captured.
From the very beginning, we were told that if we were arrested, there would be torture beyond our imagination, and the task of our training officials would form a colorful picture, so that our imagination can better develop what we dream of, but Forgot to thank goodness. Waking up from such a dream gratefully, only remembering those subtle clues, as the clear mind faded away in the nightmare eternity that it often did, and regained authority until it witnessed the war, its self was so false.
In this corridor, I am controlled by my own hallucinations, which are what we fear and hate most. Those who reluctantly observe the real world up close will not only see that beauty through their eyes. Those who preach "beauty in everything" are either liars or cowards, succumbing to the propaganda and imitation of greater things that they don't understand at all. No matter what happens, they have only one wish.
"Are you absolutely sure? When he walked into the examination room of the morgue, the voice of a rather tall man was immediately interrupted, when his eyes saw me standing next to the girl’s belongings cabinet just closed. At that time, my hand was still on the door latch, and the door latch was suddenly loosened with a loud click, because the door latch was fixed in a huge empty sterile room with only two examination tables and two Ten cold storage lockers and their smaller personal belongings cabinets.
When the big man stopped, the colleague behind him was also a little shorter. Both of them stared at their morgue, not knowing who the stranger was or what he was doing. They are not medical personnel, but they are more likely to be senior detectives. Their body posture is based on years of experience based on authority. They also listened without interruption and did not question their behavior.
Before they entered the room for more than one step, the two of them began to observe me with closed expressions that were neither judgmental nor surprised, but only to witness the facts through their faces with their own eyes, and knew that they would ask direct questions that needed frank and honest answers. problem. At least they think so, because of their nature, it would be foolish not to question their authority.
The button is still in my hand, and I have to move it with unquestioned belief. At the same time, I must be careful of any false movement so as not to cause an almost impossible defense in the future. Fortunately, I am checking the items in the dead girl’s closet. When I put them on my left shoulder, this has two effects: one is to clamp my holster under my left arm, and the other is to clamp my holster under my left arm; so I can use I picked up the jacket with my right hand and stuffed the buttons into my chest pocket, but neither of them could see my hand.
But the instincts of these two men were better. The documents they were holding immediately fell out of their hands. Both reached out for the revolver, and at the same time dropped the button into my pocket.
It would be incomprehensible to record the situation in life and make a decision in less than a second, when in fact thinking does not play a role, and instinct prevails between the two. During the war and now after thorough investigation, there are countless opportunities for any task, because the human brain cannot measure their results in the allotted time. As our trainer once said, as long as we think of the maddening continuity of our actions, the profound impact will run through our lives—"In chess, there are 900 moves for every three moves. With more than ten thousand positions, the mind can only calculate one position at most, and only four positions can be calculated after the next move."
Nature often explains how useless the work of the brain is. Seeing what has been accomplished in our time of existence, it becomes very clear. How many different species build up the ability of DúLì to their parents within one hour after birth, but it takes us several years for ourselves? Even so, some people are not even at all. The only factor that protects our existence is our instinct. Normally, we protect us without noticing this fact. However, here, we are the masters of our own field. We are proud of our achievements. We are not firm in our beliefs. shift. It was no different. I opened my hand, released the button, held the handle, turned my semi-automatic pistol holster, and fired before the two of them could get their weapons. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)