Am I really just a stranger
The old liar's expression changed a little the moment he heard this question. This seemingly easy-to-answer question made him feel a little bit difficult, because he knew very well that Chen Xian's question was only on the surface, and what Chen Xian wanted to ask was hidden under this question. The problem.
Am I really human
"Of course it is." The old liar replied calmly, his words were tight, and his facial expression did not change in the slightest while he answered, "There are all kinds of strange people in this world. Strange, don't you think you are very talented?"
Chen Xian frowned, feeling that this answer sounded weird, and there seemed to be something wrong.
"Is it difficult to accept the real side of yourself? Is it difficult for you to face the self who is gifted and born with the protagonist template?" The old liar shook the soot, leaned forward slightly, and watched very seriously Chen Xian, "You have to believe in yourself and you, Grandpa Ge, you are a stranger, and you are unique in the world of strangers..."
"The one-in-a-million freak?" Chen Xian asked curiously.
The corner of the old liar's mouth twitched, he just felt that Chen Xian, a bastard, was so sad!
"All in all, you are a fucking genius!" The old liar slapped Chen Xian on the shoulder heavily, half to vent and half to encourage, making Chen Xian feel pain, "God gave you these talents, there must be a reason, You'll understand later."
"Why do I feel like you're feeding me chicken soup?" Chen Xian looked at the old liar with suspicion.
"How can the truth be chicken soup?" The old liar was displeased, and took two puffs of his cigarette. There was a trace of nervousness on his old and withered face. Before Chen Xian could ask any more questions, he changed the subject, " Are you most curious about that thing in your body?"
Hearing this, Chen Xian couldn't help nodding, because this question had troubled him for too long.
According to his own feelings, the thing awakened from his body is not like a spirit body or other life, but is somewhat similar to a mental illness like split personality, as if there is a consciousness hidden deep in his heart... that kind of destruction The consciousness of extreme desire is not something he can accept, but it is also not something he can resist.
Once that thing recovered, Chen Xian would lose control of his body in an instant.
"You've had that thing since you were born." The old liar said, smoking faster, the flickering light of the fire reflected his wrinkled face, and his voice lowered a bit, " Are you wondering where it came from?"
"Yes." Chen Xian nodded.
"It's not that this question can't be answered, but I really don't know the answer. I'm still wondering, how could there be such a powerful energy in your body..." The old liar didn't seem to be joking, looking at Chen Xian as if Very emotional, "But the only thing that is certain is that that thing was on you when you were born."
Chen Xian stared blankly at the old liar and asked.
"Where the hell am I from?"
The old liar took a puff of his cigarette, then stubbed it out and threw it into the ashtray, without making eye contact with Chen Xian.
"Your grandfather didn't tell you?"
Chen Xian nodded and shook his head. His grandfather did tell him about his background, but now that so many things have happened, Chen Xian can't help but doubt what his grandfather said, because judging from the current situation, his Grandpa Chen Ba, the old liar Ge Ci, and even Lao Zhou...the three of them should all know their secrets, and they knew all of them a long time ago, but they just kept hiding them from themselves.
"From the sea," said the old liar.
"Where are my parents?" Chen Xian asked without raising his head, looking at his hands in a daze, "You really haven't found them?"
The old liar hummed, and replied without changing his face: "I really didn't find it. If we found it, we would definitely tell you. We don't know much about your life experience."
Hearing this, Chen Xian raised his head and looked at the old liar, as if he didn't want to continue this topic, because he could vaguely feel that the old liar was just trying to perfunctory him.
They should know a lot...but why not tell themselves
Chen Xian couldn't figure it out.
"What else do you want to ask?" The old liar looked at him with a smile.
"Have you seen this pattern?"
Chen Xian said suddenly, and took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket. On it was a certain "totem" that he copied from his memory. It was a pattern of seven human palms stacked on top of each other.
Although Chen Xian didn't know the specific meaning of this pattern, he also deduced some possibility through analysis.
This pattern should be the symbolic totem of a certain organization. It first appeared in the Wushan Mental Hospital, where I first met Muhe. Through some clues in the mental hospital, I can basically determine... Muhe and that Organizations are inextricably linked.
Mu He has an identity plate of that organization, and he also has a similar identity plate, so it is very likely that he is related to that organization... In other words, his life experience has a lot to do with that organization.
Ever since he learned about that organization, Chen Xian has always been curious about what kind of organization it is.
As far as the country is concerned at present, no one on the surface knows their existence, and there is no information about them on the Internet. The only channel to know their information is in the Bureau of Secrecy.
On the first day when he became a full-time employee at the Ningchuan Branch, Chen Xian tried to search for relevant information on the internal network. After all, his internal authority is relatively high, and even the people under Huo Fatty knew the information. Maybe he is not qualified to know, but he has searched for a long time with keywords, and he still can't find any answers on the internal network... This phenomenon surprised Chen Xian very much. Could it be that the keywords related to that organization are all listed in the Bureau of Secrets? Blocked
Chen Xian also thought about asking people around him, and getting information from other people is one thing, but after much deliberation, he didn't choose a "consultation" object.
After passing through the special case in the south of the city, he also had a new plan and planned to ask students from Lu Yi, but he was too busy at that time, and soon another case was in his hands... so it has been delayed until now.
Chen Xian thought very clearly.
Since even the members of the Bureau of Keeping Secrets know that information, the old liar Ge Ci must know it too, and it is very likely that he knows more than those ordinary members.
"This pattern..." The old liar frowned, and looked at Chen Xian with a complicated expression, "Didn't you just ask me a while ago? I remember I already gave you the answer."
"I want to hear the truth." Chen Xian looked at the old liar calmly, as if he had already guessed that he would give this answer, "Grandpa Ge, even if you don't tell me, sooner or later I will find it through other channels." The answer, you should know how many people inside the Bureau of Secrets have seen this."
The old liar was silent, and lit another cigarette without saying a word.
"It's a totem," said the old liar.
"I know." Chen Xian nodded, and seeing the old liar let go, his expression couldn't help but relax, "This should be the totem of a certain organization, right?"
The old liar hummed, as if he didn't really want to answer this question.
"What's the name of that organization?" Chen Xian asked again, staring at the old liar intently, "What do they do?"
Hearing Chen Xian's last question, the old liar was silent for a long time, and he didn't ask Chen Xian back until he finished smoking the freshly lit cigarette.
"Do you know what the seven hands represent?"
"I don't know." Chen Xian shook his head.
The old liar picked up the note with the totem drawn on it, and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes. He seemed to be recalling some past events, his eyes became distant and dignified. Chen Xian hadn't seen this kind of expression like facing a big enemy for a long time. Saw it on the old liar's face.
"Mathematics, Chemistry, Physics, Earth Science, Biology, Astronomy, Theology."
The old liar replied muttering, looking at the totem on the paper that was already too familiar, his voice became a little hoarse, and he started coughing as if he had smoked too much.
"What do these seven hands represent?" Chen Xian was taken aback, surprised by the answer given by the old liar.
"They are an ancient giant international organization, which was established much earlier than Yinshi. The Bureau of Secrets was established after them. Not only do they have aliens, but they also support many abnormal lives..."
The old liar said slowly, and gently placed the piece of paper on the tea table.
"In fact, organizations like the Bureau of Keeping Secrets or Yinshi have pure purposes. They are either to maintain peace, protect the lives and properties of ordinary people, and prevent innocent people from being violated by abnormalities, or they are like us. , provide a shelter for those abnormal beings, and provide a legal underground trading place for the aliens... "
"What is the purpose of their existence?" Chen Xian asked.
The old liar smiled and said, "It's not so much the purpose, it's better to say it's the highest purpose, the creed of life."
As soon as the words were finished, the old liar sat back and leaned back, and it seemed that he was much more comfortable with his back pressed against the chair.
"Their purpose and creed is to let modern science evolve to the ultimate, and let the illusory theology and spirituality become a shadow of history. These people don't respect ghosts and gods and don't believe in ghosts and gods..."
"They are the Omniscients."