clown game

Chapter 187

What does Chen Xiao look like in our eyes?

I have nothing to do every day and can’t stay idle. Whenever I have a chance, I will do my best, show cuteness, and make troubles. In short, I have no goals, no dreams, and go wherever it is fun. Compared with IQ, EQ, and social experience are all low. Like is a child.In addition, they don't like to use serum, so the group with weak physical fitness, apart from knowing a little about firearms, the rest of the combat weapons are at most at the stage of "knowing what they are for".

Such a person, compared to the white bear that the foundation focuses on, or Lin Fan, who is given an important mission by the mysterious organization, is far behind, just like a supporting role in a story.
And the real Chen Xiao is really this kind of B.

He doesn't seem to care about what most people in the story are pursuing, and he doesn't want to find power beyond ordinary people, nor is he willing to pursue a higher meaning of life, such as saving the world or seeking truth. It made him unable to arouse the slightest interest, as if he was already tired of those things.

Heh, such a person who can be slapped on the wall with one slap but can't be slapped on the wall, is he tired of this?

Just a joke.

Hmm... who knows.

……

But then again, he wasn't bored to the point of drinking cold water and waiting to urinate, he was also doing something.

Just like Bai Xiong said, Chen Xiao was checking.Check yourself, check the past, check those lost memories.

"Who am I?"

This question is still very attractive to a person with a blank memory.

Of course he will check, although there is a forbidden zone in his mind... He can't touch it, and he can't think about it.

But, that doesn't hide anything.

It's like a black hole...we can't see it because it swallows even light, but we can still see it...because we can see beyond it.

The same is true for Chen Xiao. Although he can't see those sealed things, he has already outlined the outline of the restricted area from many other things.

……

……

Chen Xiao's memory started half a year ago... Waking up in a mental hospital, it was like a fresh life that was born with knowledge had just hatched, without any memory of the past, but possessed countless knowledge that normal people would never have.

This knowledge is too messy and has no connection, it's like randomly pulling out a few puddles of water from the ocean of knowledge, and then pouring it into a big steel to stir it up.

He knew how to kill a man with a disposable straw and toilet paper and fake suicide, and how to cut open a dying man's chest and squeeze the heart to make it beat again.He can clearly infer a person's home address from his hair, and he can also measure the distance and speed of a vehicle only by perception.He had in mind the extremely detailed templates of the continental plates, and the hand-fitting process of the clockwork.He can distinguish the color numbers of various series of lipsticks, and can also identify which master they are from from the style of the book.

In short, these messy knowledge are really unusual for a severely mentally ill patient who has been wearing a restraint suit for a long time and has been locked in a single ward for more than ten years and has not seen the outside world.

Chen Xiao looked at his case file.I have also traced many related clues. These things are easy in the eyes of a Foundation field officer, but the answers he got are the same as those of the white bear.

That is... logical, no doubt, meticulous, as if deliberately placed there waiting for someone to dig.So Chen Xiao didn't pursue it further, he knew that it was meaningless, and all this would only become more real the more he investigated
And what he doubted was already reality itself.

Then, this kind of extremely subtle authenticity is like a series of walls, firmly blocking Chen Xiao in the established story, so he can only give up and turn his attention to himself.

……

Then let's talk about Chen Xiao himself. We have already talked about his all-encompassing but extremely impractical head. Let's talk about this body... This body really has nothing to do with the word "fresh".Thin, pale, atrophied muscles and a curved spine piled up into a thin, crooked image, not even as good as those beggars who couldn't eat enough.

However, Chen Xiao is not disgusted with this body... This is a very subtle feeling, and only a person who has lost his memory will experience it. The comfortable height of the field of vision, the familiar width of the stride, every inadvertent Small movements, every subconscious command, are perfectly matched with his body.He can simulate the feeling of facing the wind when running, and he can also imagine the body movements when protecting key parts when being beaten.It should be that far when you stretch out your arms, and you should be that high when you jump up. This is a habit that has been formed for a long time, and it is integrated in the depths of consciousness, and it will not change much with the disappearance of memory.

This shows that the self at this moment should be oneself.This is a very awkward sentence, but everyone should understand what it means

However, there are also differences

Like the two scars at the corners of the mouth
From the corner of the mouth, it extends to the cheeks, and even reaches the roots of the ears as the muscles are stretched.These two scars are very awkward and uncomfortable. Talking, eating, and looking in the mirror, anyway, they should not belong to my body at all, but for some reason, they are closely integrated with myself, like some kind of totem that cannot be thrown away. It was branded on the face, and even the powerful healing ability of the repair chamber could not eliminate it.

Also awkward, there are lip licking movements, occasional subconscious shrill smiles, and inexplicable chewing of his tongue when he is idle and bored, etc. Although he does not have any sense of disobedience when doing these movements, , he knew that these did not belong to him, but the traces left behind by an invisible force that secretly infiltrated into his soul.

"Who am I?"

Or
"Am I or is it just me?"

Chen Xiao has explored for a long time on this issue.

The first time. When I was a so-called "volunteer", there was a gap in my memory at the gate of the orphanage. Before I felt a trance, everything was normal. After that, my hand was almost broken State, at the time, he put it down to his own psychotic episodes.

Next, in the D-class containment area of ​​the foundation, the memory-eating old man who never showed up again, and the sharply reduced number of guards, it is impossible for Chen Xiao not to notice these details, and he is now very convinced that, These are all related to myself.

The blasted wall on the top floor of the Jinding Building, the giant eyes opened in the sky full of flesh and blood, and the way to contain C-207 and send it to the Anomaly Research Institute, in every undetectable thinking restricted area, it seems that something terrible happened.

These things are all about yourself.

So... what the hell was I doing in those trances?He couldn't find it no matter what, those records were strictly hidden by higher-level forces.

Some people don't want to let themselves know,
It's easy to guess~
However, it seems that there are still people who want to tell themselves the truth.

Like that self-proclaimed writer woman who hasn't been seen for a long time.

Chen Xiao was very sure that when she appeared in front of him again, many mysteries would be solved.

Hey hey hey.
He smiled softly, these things cannot be rushed.Wait, wait, everyone knows that the longer you endure, the stronger the pleasure will be.

suddenly!

"buzz"

Chen Xiao's phone vibrated

Immediately after
shook again

"Buzz buzz buzz --"

The vibration started and continued, making Chen Xiao's crotch numb~
"What are you doing?" Chen Xiao muttered, he would not be immersed in this strange feeling, and quickly took out his phone.

Immediately after
"Fuck!!!!??"

(End of this chapter)