Feng Bujue escaped smoothly. [ 〉
The development of things is much easier than he imagined, so easy that there is a feeling of distortion...
In fact, according to Brother Jue's original idea, there is a 90% chance that this first "jailbreak" will fail.
Because, the information he currently has...is still too limited.
In the past three months, all he has found is all the information that he "has access to"; but for those things that are "unreachable", he can only capture a little bit from the words of others.
For example, "the password of the door", "the complete architectural structure of the hospital", "the geographical location of the hospital", "the route to escape from the hospital", "the route after escaping from the hospital", etc. He does not want to go to these information. Investigate, but really can't get in touch.
Therefore, the way Feng Bujue came up with was to "escape once" first, and through this failed escape, he could obtain a lot of valuable information, so that he could make a more careful plan for the next escape.
However, even he didn't expect that this first escape... was actually successful.
And the process is unbelievably simple...
First, Brother Jue asked the nurse to take off his coat and pants and throw them over, and the latter did so.
Then, Feng Bujue kept Dr. Zhang in a kneeling position, and quickly changed himself into a nurse uniform while maintaining a threat to him. In the days, I have practiced changing clothes with toilet paper**).
Then, he took Dr. Zhang hostage, and they went to the surveillance corridor together, and locked the nurse uncle in his ward.
Then, Brother Jue took Doctor Zhang for a walk, walked quickly through several corridors, and passed a door that required a card swiping to pass through (the pass card pinned to the chest of the nurse by the nurse had also been taken away by Brother Jue), and then On to the common area.
So far, no one has noticed anything unusual; because one of the two night shift security guards dozed off in the lounge, and the other dozed off in the monitoring room...
After arriving at the public area, Feng Bujue took a look at the floor plan, then coerced Dr. Zhang to take him to the dressing room, where he put on a set of casual clothes and all the usable belongings.
In the end, he came to the parking lot with Dr. Zhang and threatened the latter to drive him out of the mental hospital.
Up to now, Dr. Zhang has no turning back, so he just drove Jue Ge out of the parking lot.
When passing through the gate, the guard just stayed in the guard's room and glanced out. After seeing clearly that Dr. Zhang himself was sitting in the driver's seat of the car, he opened the gate and let him pass.
Well... this place is not a prison, and there is no rule that the staff working here must never go out; therefore, when the guard saw that the doctor was driving by himself, he naturally didn't ask too many questions.
So, Brother Jue, who was hiding in the passenger seat... just left Baisha Mental Hospital without delay or danger.
Everything seemed calm.
Uncomfortably smooth and tediously simple.
But, it makes sense...
Feng Bujue, who was sitting in the car, recalled the whole incident, he felt as if... At the end of a suspenseful and wonderful detective story, he saw a story similar to "the ex-convict committed an impulsive crime, robbed and then escaped with murder". ending.
And this... is "reality".
Maybe at some point, reality will be weirder than that, but 99% of the time... reality is a cold, boring machine.
In reality, there are not so many secret room murder cases. The vast majority of cases are impulsive crimes with poor tactics.
In reality, there are not so many people who are still dedicated to their duties in boring positions. There are just a group of poor people who want to get paid and are dissatisfied with life no matter what class they reach.
In reality, there are not so many Long Aotian and Mary Su. The world is filled with countless mediocre but pretentious despicable people.
In reality... there are not so many coincidences, fate, miracles...
In reality... there is only "reality".
Human beings create fantasies and indulge in fantasies because there are too many helplessness in reality, which is cold, sad... making it difficult for people to walk.
But, the world needs reality.
In the dark, there is a scale, and at its two ends - light and darkness coexist, infinity (space) and eternity (time) coexist, fantasy and reality... must also coexist.
People can't just live in fantasy, use empty dreams as an excuse to waste time and deceive themselves and others.
People can't live without illusions, otherwise they will be walking corpses, life and death are the same.
Thoughts stretch, think here...
Feng Bujue suddenly understood, his eyes changed.
"I see..." he murmured, "This... is indeed 'reality', a 'real world', and I... don't belong here."
call-
At this moment, Brother Jue suddenly remembered a howl of wind.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes were blinded by a burst of dazzling white light.
When he opened his eyes again, he found... he was already sitting on a comfortable sofa chair.
The mental hospital, the car, the night, everything outside the car window... all seem to be a dream, which has never been born and never existed.
At this moment, the lights and shadows around him are charming, his thoughts are like fog tides, time and space are intertwined... It's like an illusion.
Although it looks like it has changed a lot, Feng Bujue can still feel that this place... is his thinking hall.
"Oh..." He looked around and laughed dryly, "That's weird... I remember there were seven people here."
"Are you referring to this group of people?" The next second, a voice exactly like his suddenly sounded.
In the blink of an eye, another self appeared in front of Feng Bujue, and at the same time, five corpses appeared on the ground around his sand chair—they were five wearing long purple suits... Feng Bujue.
"Ho~" Brother Jue looked at the still alive self in front of him, and said, "What's the situation? You killed them all?"
"No." The other Feng Bujue replied, "It was you... who killed them all."
"Really?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Yes." Another Feng Bujue replied.
"Then should I kill you now?" Feng Bujue asked again.
"What do you think you are here for?" Another Feng Bujue asked with a smile.
"Then... why would I do this?" Feng Bujue said again.
"Kill me, and you will understand everything..." the other Feng Bujue said, reaching out to grab the void, and immediately grabbed a western-style kitchen knife, "You will understand...you are the one who shut yourself off. In the cage..." He took the kitchen knife and walked towards Brother Jue, "You will understand...you created the six of us to watch over you..." He put the handle of the knife in Brother Jue's hand and knelt down on one knee , and put the tip of the knife against his own throat, "You will eventually understand...the truth that was buried and forgotten by yourself."
After speaking, he grabbed Feng Bujue's hand and pulled it hard...
At the same moment, Feng Bujue's hand also felt the warmth of blood.
After a moment of silence, Brother Jue glanced at the six corpses on the ground, and then at the blood on his hands.
Then, all of a sudden, he broke into an evil, yet very charming… smile. (.)8