"2091, meeting."
Lin Yi took Jiang Yiyi out of the cell and stopped in a deserted place.
Jiang Yiyi glanced around and paused at the ubiquitous cameras.
Noticing his gaze, Lin Yi, who was taking a cigarette out of his pocket, said without raising his head, "For safety reasons." He turned his back to the camera and handed Jiang Yiyi a cigarette: "Let's talk."
Jiang Yiyi took the cigarette and Lin Yi took out a lighter.
Jiang Yiyi avoided the lighter, and the cigarette flew up and down between his index and middle fingers, making people dazzled: "I don't smoke."
Lin Yi paused, took back the lighter, glanced at his hands, and objectively commented: "The fingers are very flexible."
Jiang Yiyi didn't stop. Rather than saying that she liked it, she was more familiar with the feeling of something spinning at her fingertips: "After all, my work is closely related to it."
Lin Yi looked at his expression and asked, "Split, break, reassemble?"
Jiang Yiyi looked puzzled: "It doesn't sound like this is a description of a surgeon."
Lin Yi didn't notice any clues from his expression. He looked away, stroking the cigarette in his hand. After a short pause, he got straight to the point: "I don't know what your purpose is..."
"But I guess you don't want to stay here for long?"
Lin Yi's confident question was met with a firm denial from Jiang Yiyi.
"Why not?" Jiang Yiyi became more and more puzzled: "One floor is pretty good."
It's not dangerous and no one will die. Even the prisoners are so friendly. Is there a better place than the first floor
there is none left.
Lin Yi's expression froze for a moment: "You want to stay here?"
Jiang Yiyi was puzzled by his reaction: "Why shouldn't I want to stay here?"
Lin Yi stared at him in silence for a long time. Jiang Yiyi's reaction disrupted all his thoughts and made him begin to doubt his own judgment.
"If you want to stay on the first floor..." Lin Yi struggled to sort out his thoughts: "Then you have done too much."
Jiang Yiyi blinked: "I didn't do anything."
Lin Yi tried to reposition Jiang Yiyi's personality: "At this time, there is no need to hide anything."
"The thing is, I really didn't do anything." Jiang Yiyi smiled calmly, a gentle smile that could be seen everywhere: "Did anyone get hurt because of me? No."
Lin Yi paused after his rebuttal and thought of another point: no matter if it was a small-time old tune or a funny old tune, it was still a jealous rose.
In other words, if Jiang Yiyi's definition of "no one was injured" was that the wounds were treated, then perhaps in his eyes, everything he did was really low-key.
But the problem is that a wound that has been sutured is still a wound.
But Lin Yi found the other party's thinking logic from Jiang Yiyi's answer. He looked at Jiang Yiyi with a strange tone: "You are not doing this to practice your surgical skills, right?"
Huh? This prison guard is indeed not simple.
Jiang Yiyi looked at Lin Yi in surprise - although their train of thought were completely on different levels, they reached an odd agreement in their conclusions.
Jiang Yiyi's reaction undoubtedly confirmed Lin Yi's guess.
Lin Yi's expression became more and more strange. He understood the other party's logic, but he wished he didn't understand the other party's train of thought.
The fear of Tiger Brother, Xiao Lin and others is not groundless, but stems from reality, from the source of fear - Jiang Yiyi.
In his eyes, the definition of death and wounds is completely different from that of ordinary people - in his eyes, humans do not belong to the same species.
Lack of empathy, narcissism, and loss of social responsibility are undoubtedly the main characteristics of high-functioning sociopaths.
The term high-functioning sociopath has become very popular in recent years because most patients have genius characteristics and have become a fashionable representative, but there is no doubt that most criminals do not belong to this category.
And now, there was someone standing in front of Lin Yi.
Lin Yi is not at all surprised at now why Jiang Yiyi was imprisoned for practicing medicine without a license instead of for murder - those who can be easily caught are all fools.
He could even imagine Jiang Yiyi handling everything cleanly and then watching the investigators' efforts in vain.
Lin Yi paused for too long, so long that Jiang Yiyi began to get bored.
He didn't know what the other party was thinking - it was difficult for him to guess Lin Yi's wild judgment at the moment, but no matter what the other party was thinking.
That's all wrong.
Jiang Yiyi threw away the cigarette and interrupted the other party's increasingly terrifying self-imagination: "If there is nothing else you want to say, then I should go back."
"You can't stay on the first floor." Lin Yi said firmly: "You are too dangerous for the first floor."
"Me? Dangerous?" Jiang Yiyi pointed at herself, somewhat puzzled.
"You must go to the second floor." Lin Yi had no intention of arguing with the other party about whether he was in danger or not, because there was no need to argue at all.
"I reject."
"Then I will apply for special regulations." Lin Yi briefly introduced the special regulations.
Jiang Yiyi glanced at Lin Yi and concluded: "You want to go to the second floor?"
Lin Yi's expression paused for a moment.
Jiang Yiyi recalled the few words related to the other party: "You are related to the person above Brother Hu, and the person above Brother Hu is from the Niu Luo Society..." Countless scenes flashed through his mind, and finally stopped at the scene where the other party silently said "I-saw-it".
"Are you the one with a purpose?"
Lin Yi's Adam's apple moved slightly.
As expected, he is a good-looking NPC and indeed has a special identity.
Jiang Yiyi became more interested: "Before asking others for help, at least make your purpose clear, right?"
"This is not a request." Lin Yi reminded the other party: "This is a notification."
Jiang Yiyi raised his hand, and Lin Yi subconsciously grasped the baton.
Jiang Yiyi smiled, patted his shoulder, and repeated: "Notification?"
Lin Yi held the baton, and in the face of the opponent's overwhelming momentum, he suddenly smelled a hint of blood, from the tip of the blade, before death.
He subconsciously took a step back and looked carefully. Jiang Yiyi's hand maintained the same posture as before, and there was nothing on it.
Jiang Yiyi lowered her hands, her fingers wagging restlessly: "Say it again."
All of a sudden, the reason for those meaningless insistences to continue disappeared. Lin Yi retracted his hand holding the baton and said calmly, "I have a reason to go to the fourth floor."
"The fourth floor." Jiang Yiyi repeated it to herself and felt a sense of familiarity.
He pondered for a few seconds and dug out the fragmented words in his memory, which came from his childhood friend who had been persistent in promoting him to the school.
"Fourth floor, when can we go back to the fourth floor?" My childhood friend muttered, "Jian Si, Jian Si, please behave yourself. We don't need to solve the case, but at least go back to the safe zone first."
Hmm... Jiang Yiyi fell silent. Go back to the fourth floor? The safe zone
Jiang Yiyi tasted endless blood and gore from these two sentences.
"We can cooperate." Lin Yi looked at Jiang Yiyi and changed his mind about trying to persuade him: "I think you have found a space that doesn't allow you to practice surgery?"
Jiang Yiyi withdrew her thoughts and looked at Lin Yi.
“But on the second floor, you’ll find that there are a lot of places that need surgeons.”
Jiang Yiyi gave Lin Yi a lawful evil stance and raised his eyes to remind him: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know." Lin Yi made the choice without hesitation: "I will help you."
"We can help each other." Lin Yi lowered his voice and made a tempting proposal: "You just need to go to a place where you are like a fish in water, and I will help you..." He paused: "Use your medical skills."
Jiang Yiyi glanced at her character skills and said something irrelevant: "Actually, I also know a little about psychology."
Lin Yi waited for the second half of his sentence.
"So I may need to study psychology further."
Lin Yi was really very restrained, but now he couldn't help but feel doubtful - surgery could at least be performed through wounds, but psychology...
Moreover, he was very familiar with Jiang Yiyi's file. If Jiang Yiyi's so-called research meant that he had several psychology books at home, then it was not research, that was not even a basic understanding.
His judgment is very close to reality. Among Jiang Yiyi's only two character skills, the level of psychology is entry-level, which is a level that all normal people can reach.
Jiang Yiyi ignored his doubts and continued: "If you are sure you will help me..." Jiang Yiyi smiled at Lin Yi with a little more enthusiasm: "Then of course I will help you."
Lin Yi's Adam's apple moved again and again, but he was unable to give a definite answer.
There is no doubt that he is making a dangerous decision. Rather than the content of the cooperation, the partner is the source of all danger.
"Have you made up your mind?" Jiang Yiyi looked at him with great interest: "What are you hesitating about?"
What am I hesitating about
Yes, what am I hesitating about
Death? Blood? Killing
That's what I'll eventually face.
Lin Yi made his choice: "Deal."
"Then, happy cooperation." Jiang Yiyi stretched out his hand and shook hands with Lin Yi. As he approached him, he lowered his voice to remind him: "In order to avoid things that we don't want to see, I'm reminding you a little bit."
"I don't like betrayers."
He let go of her hand and waved to Zhang Zheng in the far corridor: "Prison Guard Zhang, let's go back together."
He passed by Lin Yi.
But their story has just begun.