His face was illuminated, his eyes gleamed, and from the moment he walked around the door to the moment he put his arms around me, his eyes never left my face. He marked the xìng smile from shoulder to shoulder, from head to toe.
"It's nice to meet you," he said.
I smiled, put my arms around him, and grabbed his back tightly.
Jason arrived soon, with a brown paper bag full of chocolate chip cookies.
I got lucky in the bag. "Is there any left in the shop?"
Jason grinned embarrassedly, "No."
"I can't finish all these," I said.
"No one says you have to do this. You can share, petty."
I tilted the bag and said to him, "Do you want to eat cookies?"
"Of course," he said. "You don't know how happy I am to meet you. This is the best fucking day," he said, his mouth full of cookies.
When people ask me if I remember what happened that night, I lie. I always lie. I told them that I don't remember anything.
In fact, I do remember a lot, but they were all at a distance. Standing next to me was Evelyn, my guardian angel, a bystander, and a passerby. I feel far away from the whole environment and feel warm and safe in the sun. Protected where I stand. Do not be afraid. Not alone.
The whole process lasted about an hour. Maybe longer. Maybe shorter. Time left no impression on me. Every action of Bruce Deman is careful and fully focused. After drilling a hole in my scalp, Bruce, Marcy, and Minfu set out to distinguish what is mine and what is original.
Nick later told me that the only reason for the success of the operation was that the part of my brain that belonged to me was never self-integrated with the part that belonged to me. There is no neural pathway between him and me. It is essentially a completely DúLì entity, an island in the ocean of my brain.
I remember another thing. Towards the end of the operation, Bruce removed the screw from my skull, covered and patched the hole in my head, Evelyn turned to me and we stood aside. She held my hands in her hands.
"It's over," she said. Praise me is what I am. finished. We should say goodbye now. Have a good time, Abigail. Live well for me. In the end, you will get your peace. "
"Can I see you again?"
"I don't think so," she said. "I suspect that we have parted ways here forever. I must be responsible for what I did."
""What's the meaning? What have you done?"
"I got involved," she said. "I broke the contract of ZìYóu's will. I was created by people."
"But you helped me," I said. "How can you be punished?"
"Whether I helped him or hurt him, people will not judge my intentions. This is the only action. I have fallen. The gates of heaven will close to me. I don't see any other way. I Those fallen brothers couldn’t be worse than this."
""Do not! How is this possible?"
"That's it," she said.
"I'm sorry," I said.
"What?" She raised her eyebrows. "Do ants sympathize with the sea? Is it sad that the waves are hitting the sea? Or is the sun rising? Or is the earth spinning?"
"No, I don't think so," I said. ""Then why did you do this? What if you want to lose everything? If you are the ocean, am I an ant?"
She said: "Looking at it is unbearable. Life in the next life is struggling, dying, never resurrected. In trouble. Imprisoned. Forced to watch, unable to do anything to alleviate the pain." She shrugged her thin shoulders. "If oppressed, I can say that the reason is that I love Claire. I just want to save her and protect her. She is my favorite. She is very special. When I tried to intervene, I failed. Then everything was over. . This is irreversible. I can't help myself. I saved you because I have done everything to save her. I left you to her." She put her hand on my shoulder and squeezed it. "You are alive, which makes me happy. Live well and I will be happy. That is enough. Now, you must leave the light and return to yourself. You are saved today, Abby."
When people asked me if I remembered anything in the coma, I told them that they didn't remember and it was blank. It seems that time has not passed.
But when I was in a coma, I dreamed of Ben.
I remember it clearly.
We have nothing special. I remember feeling very lonely. He came over behind me and covered my eyes with his hands.
"Guess who it is?" he said.
I covered his hand with my hand and smiled.
"Ben." I said.
"Yes."
I turned around and he hugged me. He accepted all of me.
"You look very happy," he said.
"Yes. I feel complete. I feel very ZìYóu." I said.
"Really?" he said. His face looked sad. "I thought I would have different feelings, but my feelings are the same."
We stood holding hands for a long time.
"I miss you," he said at last, then put his hand back in his pocket. "How long do you think we have been in this business?" he asked.
"Always," I said. "But this is correct."
"Really?" he said. "I have no idea."
On the day I was discharged from the hospital, I received more tests than any man or woman in history, and the doctors were even more willing to tell me that I was in very good condition. They still say that only time can prove everything, but this time they said with a smile on their faces.
On the day I was released, Nick and I were holding hands in the park and sitting in the sun. Since I opened my eyes, he has hardly left my side. The nurses will tell me that he comes to accompany me every night when I am unconscious.
"This one is a guardian," one of them giggled.
We did not talk about the torture, not a word. We read the news, read the newspaper, avoided reporters and photographers, but never talked about it. I don't know what to say, to be honest, I dare not say anything.
"Do you believe in soul mates?" I said. Jokingly. Try to bring up a topic that we don't want to mention.
He squinted at me warily, but said nothing.
"Because if you do, you may find it very troublesome, because I obviously already have a soul mate."
"You know what," he said. "I don't believe in soul mates. I believe in you, I believe in myself, I don't want your eternity. I only want your today. We can only adapt to changes."
I smiled at him.
He also smiled.
I gave him my today. I gave him my tomorrow, what about the day after tomorrow? I also gave it to him that day.
The fiancée of Bruce Deman's disappearance.
The parents of Bruce Deman’s fiancee Amanda Felos reported this morning that the young woman was missing. Last night, Bruce Danman performed unauthorized brain surgery on a young woman at the Danman Surgery Center in Salem, Oregon, and escaped Jǐngcha’s hunt.
Marcy McDonald, an anesthesiologist and nurse at the surgical center, called 911. MacDonald told Jǐng Fang that Bruce Danman and an unidentified accomplice kidnapped her and forced her to assist in an unauthorized brain surgery. When Jǐngcha arrived at the scene, the victim Nili was already unconscious. Neely was taken to the hospital in serious condition. Two male victims were found tied up with their mouths gagged and locked in a storage room.
Danman and his accomplices are still at large. Jǐng Fang Jǐng told that the two men should be regarded as dangerous persons with weapons.
The top ten most wanted FBI criminal, Bruce Danman, is missing.
Bruce Deman’s Little Chapel of Horrors.
On the second day Danman was hiding from Jǐng at the Danman Surgery Center in Salem, her parents reported the disappearance. There, he was accused of performing brain attacks on an 8-year-old woman, Abby. experiment. At the surgical center, Jǐng Fang found a man and a young man tied up with tape and locked in a supply room. The man was identified as Nick Erickson, 7 years old, from Portland. The identity of this young man was not released by Salem Jǐng Fang and he was not harmed. A nurse anesthetist Marcy McDonald, a staff member of a surgical center, was forced to help Bruce Danman's experiment on Neely.
"It's terrible," Marcy McDonald said when Jǐng was interrogated that night, "what should I do?"? Don't help him? He will definitely kill me. He will kill all of us. He's crazy. He wanted to get into that poor girl's mind. If I don't help, he won't need anesthesia. I can't imagine. It is sick. Depraved. "
Jǐng Fang has been unable to find the nurse anesthesiologist Marcy McDonald since the night of their first interview. She seems to be missing, and the name she provided to Jǐngfang does not belong to anyone who matches her appearance.
The basement of the church was locked, using an advanced biometric technology that Jǐngfang had never encountered before. The experts were called in, but it took a few days for the experts to crack the advanced reporting system. The bomb disposal team and bomb hunting dogs were also at the scene.
Jǐng Fang spokesman Fisher said: "We have reason to suspect that there may be traps in the basement. We have invited experts. Thankfully, they are not necessary."
Friends and family of Felos claimed that even Felos himself would not allow anyone to enter the basement.
Speaking of the things in the basement, Fisher said: "It's terrible. I have never seen anything like this. I was shocked. We were all shocked."
The basement of the church used to be a parish hall, where parishioners can go to enjoy coffee, doughnuts and friendship after the week. The current situation is far from its original intention. Jǐng Cha and law enforcement officers discovered a state-of-the-art medical laboratory, a scene from "Frankenstein", and a horror scene from the imagination of a Hollywood film writer. Under different experimental conditions, the corpses were arranged in rows of Gurney beds. The skull is removed. Electrical equipment goes from the machine, into the open skull of the corpse, and connects to different parts of the brain. The huge glass specimen bottle contains part of the brain tissue and other drugs floating on the shelf in the form of **.
Among the corpses, Jǐngcha found the body of Amanda Felos. Allegedly, when Danman was experimenting on her brain, she appeared to be alive and succumbed to the experiment.
We may never know what Bruce Danman is doing. Jǐng Fang has confirmed that Willie Cohen, a medical staff member, is Deman’s supplier of fresh corpses. He was once employed by Danmanos as a staff member for ambulances and first responders. Cohen admits that his service income is high. When someone asked him why he did this, he said: "Those people are dead. They are not harmed, and Mr. Denman said that this is how things happened. Throughout history. Da Vinci did this. But they are. They must be fresh. They must be dead. If the corpses are not fresh enough or fresh enough, he will not take them away. He asked me to take them away, and then I was trapped by these corpses. Not good."
Eleven bodies were found in the backyard of Cohen's home. Cohen claimed that these were rejected by Bruce Deman.
"It might not be a good idea to bury them in the yard," Cohen admitted to Jǐngfang.
Bruce Deman is known as the father of modern criminal justice and was awarded the title of Person of the Year. The recent incident was a huge blow to those who knew him. Today, the civilized world pays attention to the news of the contents of the basement, which has become a true story of Dr. Incarnation (1941 movie).
Bruce Deman is still at large. He should be regarded as a dangerous person with weapons. He is wanted for the death of Amanda Felos, the assault and assault of Abigail Neely, and the theft of more than a dozen bodies.
Missing and wanted interrogation
A woman who calls herself a nurse Marcy McDonald. Is she an accomplice
Denmanus Toro Press Conference
I am holding this press conference today to alleviate public concerns about the safety and health of Danman’s business, because our founder Bruce Deman has recently encountered a series of unfortunate incidents. First of all, I want to clarify that Danman is very important and very healthy, and we are here as we have been doing for you individuals and the entire community.
However, speaking of difficult conversations, in the past year, the board of directors and I have been worried that Bruce Deman is suffering from some seemingly minor health problems, sometimes the unfortunate side effects of great geniuses. As a result, Bruce's role and responsibilities in Danman gradually diminished. Until recently, he was just a nominal leader and had no real influence on Danman's regular work.
Although we know that Bruce is suffering from health problems, we urge him to seek professional medical support, but we do not know how serious his condition is. Personally, I just wish I knew at the time. I think Bruce is a great friend, and I desperately hope that I can go back to the past, and forcefully help him in some way before he completely breaks with reality, but, alas, time travel is impossible. Ironically, a The healthy and clear-headed Bruce Denman may be the only one who can make time travel a reality.
What I want to reiterate is that Danman Enterprise is safe, stable, healthy and prosperous. We invite any and all reviews. We extend our condolences to the family of Amanda Felos and other victims of the Bruce tragedy. Finally, Bruce, if you are listening, surrender yourself. We will do our best to help you, old friend.
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde—never been told—Jǐngcha narrates the horror scene of Bruce Deman’s Church
Did Bruce Deman really sleep on the altar? The answer is yes!
Could it be that the experiment in the basement was so terrible that Jǐngcha at the scene had already been treated in "Anxious Stress Disorder?" Yes!
More terrible questions are answered in it! Horrible details! Exclusive pictures!!
The last victim of Bruce Danman's rampage who woke up in a coma suffers from amnesia
8 years old, woke up from a three-month coma earlier this week. Neely is the last known victim of Bruce Deman, and may be the second test subject, and the dead Amanda Ferro is the first. Law enforcement officials have been eagerly asking about what happened that night, but it seems, and has been confirmed by the doctor, that Nelly suffers from complete dissociative amnesia and cannot recall any events or problems at night. Danman is still at large. "It's not easy to find you," Toyuo said.
"Obviously, it's not hard enough," Bruce said. He was sitting in a bar by the Mexican beach. He is wearing flip-flops and sunglasses. His skin is very dark and healthy. He looks like a local, just like here, like a tree straight from the root. There was a bottle of beer in front of him, two fish tacos, and a jar next to him on the bar. He has a shaved head and a goatee.
The place is small but very crowded. All the small tables were filled with bright smiles, bright clothes and pleasant conversations. Except for the two seats on either side of Danman, every seat in the bar is filled with people. Whether it was deliberately extending the distance or subconsciously, Toyuo didn't know and wouldn't blame anyone.
"Can you?" Akio asked, pointing to the open chair to Danman's right. He sat down without waiting for Bruce to say no. Bruce snorted and ate his tacos slowly, chewing methodically.
"How did you find me?" he asked what was in his mouth.
"I have a source," Toyuo said.
"Maybe it's time for me to leave," Bruce said, drinking beer for a long time before eating his second taco. "It's a pity. I like this place. It's very relaxing." (to be continued) (end of this chapter)