The seventh day, evening.
"Dinner is ready." The nurse outside the door knocked on the door twice, and then stuffed the dinner plate in.
Feng Bujue came to the door silently, took a look at today's food, then picked up the plate and walked to the side of the squatting toilet.
He didn't act in a hurry, but after confirming through his voice that the nurse outside the door had gone away, he picked up the toilet paper prepared in advance, wrapped all the rice, and threw it into the sewer.
Then he went back to the door and began to eat.
After a while, he finished the rest of the plate and put the empty plate and cutlery back behind the door.
So far...
Everything is going according to his plan...
Half an hour later, someone recovered the tableware through the food delivery baffle.
After more than an hour, finally... With the sound of "Didi Didi" pressing the combination lock, the door of the ward opened.
At this moment, Feng Bujue was pretending to be asleep.
The posture he chose was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, with his face buried as far as possible, so that others could not see through his tricks through the slight trembling of his eyelids.
Of course, under normal circumstances, others would not pay attention to such details unless there were some more obvious signs that first made the other party suspicious.
"Do you want to turn him over?" A few seconds later, a familiar voice sounded.
Brother Jue could tell that there were two people who walked into the room, and the one who spoke at the moment was the nurse who often dealt with Brother Jue.
"No need, let's just do it like that." Brother Jue could tell that the voice that responded to him was Dr. Yuan.
After the two had a brief conversation, Dr. Yuan came to sit next to Brother Jue and sat on the floor.
A few seconds later, Feng Bujue felt that the other party raised his arm and wrapped something around his arm.
"This is to measure my blood pressure..." Brother Jue made a correct guess at the first time.
Indeed, Dr. Yuan is doing just that.
While he was busy with the matter at hand, he chatted with the nurse: "By the way, is there anything unusual about 32 recently? Has he committed any new violent acts?"
"Uh... not in terms of violence." The nurse replied thoughtfully, "but there are indeed some abnormalities..."
"Oh?" Dr. Yuan raised his head to look at the nurse, and signaled him to continue with his eyes.
"In the past few days, when I inspected his room, he often looked tired and out of breath, as if he was interrupted by me when he was doing something strenuous..." the nurse showed a slightly eggy look. With a pained expression, he replied, "And... recently his toilet paper has been used up very quickly." When he said this, he seemed to be afraid that the doctor would not understand him, so he raised his right hand and made a " back and forth" action.
"Heh..." Dr. Yuan sneered, "That's it..." He shook his head, "Forget it... entertaining yourself is better than causing trouble for us."
"Hehe... yes." The nurse also laughed, "I just don't know... this kid doesn't even have a magazine, how come he plays all day long."
"He has a rich imagination..." Dr. Yuan said, he had already measured his blood pressure, picked up the hearing aid, and listened to Brother Hearing's breathing and heartbeat directly from his back, "...it's beyond the reach of ordinary people like me."
In this atmosphere of joking and chatting, the two of them completed the routine examination very carelessly, and then closed the door and left the ward.
Feng Bujue was a little bit worried that his heartbeat and breathing would reveal the matter of "pretending to be asleep", and he deliberately controlled it to a certain extent; but judging from the actual situation... he was worrying too much.
For the doctors working here, this kind of routine inspection only needs to measure the patient's blood pressure, and then confirm that the patient's breathing and heartbeat have not stopped. No one will seriously diagnose anything.
In fact, if they could, they really wanted to make up a high and low blood pressure value to fill in the form, and then fill in the word "normal" in the "heart rate" and "breathing" parts, so that even the inspection can be saved.
"So... the sleeping pills are mainly used to make routine examinations progress more conveniently..." Although the doctor and the nurses had already left the room, Feng Bujue still pretended to be asleep, and thought, "It seems like this , it doesn't matter if you eat it..."
Let me explain here that after the food sharing test in the past few days, Feng Bujue has confirmed that the "ingredients" for lunch and dinner are mixed with rice; after that, he planned this "observation" tonight, thinking Find out what happened after dinner.
"Well... However, this is just one of them, and it's not enough to be used as a complete judgment basis." Feng Bujue was still cautious after all, "Let's observe for a month, and then draw a conclusion..."
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The twenty-third day, morning.
"Huh... well, it's almost clear." When Feng Bujue recovered from the "fragment", he took a long breath and read with a relieved expression.
Since Brother Jue can say such a sentence, it shows that... he is at least 90% sure that he has the information he needs to investigate.
So, what exactly is this "information"
The answer can be divided into two parts, one: the complete recipe for breakfast.
This "complete recipe" does not refer to what is in the breakfast "one day", but what is in the breakfast "every day".
In the past three weeks or so, Feng Bujue tried to record the types of food he ate that day every morning; even if some food couldn't be caught between his teeth, he would try to leave traces.
For example... Pretend to wipe your mouth with your cuff, and take the opportunity to get food residue on the sleeve, and then roll up the sleeve of the hospital gown, so that the residue can be kept in the rolled-up sleeve; the same way... trouser leg Can be used in the same way; another time, he even hid a small piece of rice in his ear...
All in all, in order to find out the situation of the "amnesia part", Brother Jue can be said to have used everything to push him into a hurry... It is not impossible for him to do things like stuffing food into the middle and back of the body.
Fortunately... the supervision at breakfast time is not very strict, the nurses just leave him there and let him finish eating quickly, and they are not interested in staring at Brother Jue the whole time... See if he stuffed food into his mouth Or nostrils. Therefore, there was no need for Feng Bujue to use that last resort.
Next, let's talk about the second: what kind of food is the amnesia medicine in.
Apparently, finding this information with "amnesia" is harder than looking up recipes...
As mentioned earlier... Feng Bujue and the nurses ate the same food, the only difference was that his portion had medicine in it.
And prescribing medicine in breakfast is different from prescribing medicine in lunch and dinner...the latter two are all put the medicine in the rice, because no matter how picky the patient is, he will still eat two mouthfuls of rice; For extreme cases of eating rice, the hospital will naturally take special care of it.
However, breakfast is... different.
Take the steamed buns and soy milk that Feng Bujue ate on the third day as an example. It is not difficult to find out that "what he ate was steamed stuffed buns and soy milk". Smell it... probably know what it is.
However, not everyone can find out whether the medicine was put in the steamed stuffed bun or in the soy milk.
In general, Feng Bujue used three methods to deal with this problem...
The first kind of "time reasoning", this is the idea he had thought of on the third day, that is, "think about the order of eating in the morning, and judge which kind of food was eaten according to the time node before the fragment medicine". This trick is a relatively reliable method, and it will be more effective after knowing the "complete recipe".
The second type of "self-retaining information", this trick is simpler and more effective than the previous one, that is, "if you have already judged which food is drugged by taste, smell or vision when eating, then directly use the ' "Leaving fingernail marks', marking the number of food items on the legs under the number of food items that were drugged." Same as the first trick, after knowing the complete recipe, you can use this trick to find out the target very accurately.
Finally, there is nothing much to say about the third type of "logical reasoning". Feng Bujue also did this on the third day, that is, "Based on what we ate that day, we can determine What kind of food is the most reasonable for the drug to be placed in." This move usually cannot be used as a complete basis for judgment, but it can be used as a supplementary basis and used in combination with the first two moves.
To sum up, Feng Bujue applied these three methods, including "rice balls with tofu brain", "flatbread fried dough sticks with sweet soy milk", "pancakes with fruit and pickles", etc. "drugged food" "Tested them one by one.
To be honest... It is not easy for a person who has not suffered from amnesia; but Jue only spent three cycles (the breakfast menu is cycled every eight days), and from this "every day is "A memory that was erased" to find out the truth, and he himself thinks that this progress is already slow...
"Then...the next step is to find an opportunity to find out 'what happened during the period after breakfast'." Feng Bujue went through the recipes in his mind, then set a suitable date and began to draw up The plans for the day are gone.
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On the twenty-fifth day, the day of action came.
In the morning, Feng Bujue followed the two nurses out of the room at his usual speed (in order to better test the information on food and medicine, Feng Bujue controlled the washing time very precisely every day ) finished washing.
Afterwards, he was taken to a room of more than 60 square meters.
This room is well lit, and there are many windows on the wall on the left after entering the door; although those windows are all exceptions and are equipped with metal brackets, the morning sun still floods in.
In the middle of the room, there were eight sets of special tables and chairs connected to the ground; Feng Bujue was taken to one of the tables by two nurses to sit down, and then the nurses fixed his waist on the back of the chair. in a ring-shaped metal hoop.
The design of this thing is very clever, like an irremovable safety belt tied around the waist; once it is fixed by this metal hoop, the person sitting on the chair cannot stand up, and the upper body can only move Out of limited activity.
Soon after Brother Jue sat down, four more nurses brought in two people who were wearing hospital gowns like Brother Jue.
The one who came in first looked to be in his forties, with a cropped head; although his figure looked thin, his eyes... seemed to be saying lines like "I'm going to tear you apart" all the time .
The one who came in after him looked like a skeleton, walking tremblingly, his eyes were empty, and he was still muttering words.
Feng Bujue also listened carefully, the man seemed to be repeating "square nails... round nails... flat nails... pointed nails..." and other words related to nails, but the meaning was really unclear.
"This place should be specially provided for patients in solitary confinement..." Feng Bujue sat there waiting, thinking, "Look at these two... Obviously it's not a good thing..." Thinking of this, He thought again, "Heh... Speaking of which, when I sit here every day, I'm probably thinking the same thing as I am now, but I don't remember it afterwards."
After the three patients arrived, the six nurses got together and chatted for a while.
About five minutes later, another staff member wearing an apron pushed a cart and came in from the door: "Okay, brothers, come and serve the three uncles."
After the staff member's joke, the nurses walked over one after another, brought three breakfasts to the table in front of the three patients, and then...they got together to chat again.
Feng Bujue looked down. Today's breakfast was consistent with what he knew, a bowl of hot dry noodles and a small bowl of clear soup.
Why choose today to implement the plan? The reason is that today's medicine... was poured into the hot dry noodles.
Because the color of the clear soup is very light, the taste is also very light, and the amount is not very large; if the medicine is put in the soup, the taste will undoubtedly be more obvious, so... the medicine can only be put in the hot dry noodles.
What is the hot dry noodles like? To put it simply, a bowl of clean noodles is covered with a dollop of sauce, and topped with spicy diced radish, crushed peanuts, minced chives, and capers.
I believe that seeing this, everyone understands... The medicinal powder is mixed in the thick sauce.
Normally, hot and dry noodles should be mixed before eating... This is common sense. Even people who have never eaten it will immediately understand this when they see this bowl of noodles. It is unlikely that someone will deliberately remove the sauce and ingredients and eat the clean noodles below.
However, today's brother Jue... is ready to do this. (.)