Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 55 Crystal Ball

"What is that?" Sun Hang asked subconsciously.

"It's an artifact-like strange object kept by the Tianfu City Strange Object Research Institute. It can greatly enhance human memory and even dig out memory fragments hidden deep in the mind." Wang Xiyi said.

"Is there such a thing? Does it have any side effects?" Sun Hang asked with a thought in his mind.

"Of course. The images you recall with the help of it will keep flashing before your eyes for a period of time in the future, or appear in your dreams for several consecutive days. If you are exposed to it for a long time with high intensity, you will suffer from 'hyperthymesia'."

"I know about this thing. The Investigation Bureau has a file on this strange artifact." Yang Lian took over the conversation and said, "Its original owner was a 17-year-old girl who committed suicide because she couldn't bear the huge mental pressure brought by 'hyperthymesia'. After her parents called the police, the sheriff searched the girl's room carefully and found this strange object. However, since the danger level of this strange object is not too high, and if used properly, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, the Investigation Bureau and the Institute did not choose to destroy this strange object, but sealed it up."

Soon, a helicopter belonging to the Tianfu City Weird Things Research Institute landed at the air force base, and four researchers in white coats came out of the cabin pushing a metal cabinet with small rollers underneath.

"Be careful, don't get frostbitten from the low temperature!"

After entering three password locks and iris verification, the door of the metal cabinet was pushed open to one side, and a white cold air suddenly came out from the cabinet.

A glass ball with a base was carefully taken out of the cabinet by a researcher wearing protective gloves.

This glass ball is the kind of Christmas crystal ball that is very common in toy stores. It is filled with water and has a small and exquisite Christmas tree and a snowman doll dressed as Santa Claus. When the crystal ball is turned upside down, the "snowflakes" made of foam debris will pile up to the top of the ball, and when it is turned back, they will fall down like real snow.

It can indeed be regarded as a small ornament filled with girlish heart.

"Kept in an environment of more than 100 degrees below zero, the liquid inside has neither frozen nor the glass sphere has cracked... To be honest, this alone is enough to prove that this thing is abnormal." Sun Hang said as he observed the crystal ball.

Yang Lian glanced at the tablet in his arms and said, "The research institute has tested Ji-1992. Its sphere has a Mohs hardness of nine, which is comparable to diamond."

"So how do we use this thing?" Sun Hang walked around the crystal ball and asked.

"Put your palm on it, and then try to recall what you want to remember." Yang Lian said, "That's what it says in the file."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple." Yang Lian put away the tablet. "But remember not to exceed 120 seconds at a time. Otherwise, the side effects will make you feel uncomfortable for several days."

"I understand." Sun Hang took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed his palm on the top of the crystal ball.

A bone-chilling chill emanated from the surface of the crystal ball, passing along Sun Hang's arm all the way to his brain.

Sun Hang shivered uncontrollably, but it was not because of the cold, but because of the pleasure.

It was difficult for him to describe the feeling of clarity in his mind, as if he had focused his attention to the extreme and cleared away all distracting thoughts.

If possible, he even wanted to keep pressing the crystal ball until the end of time.

The moment this thought came to his mind, Sun Hang was startled and his consciousness was suddenly pulled back from the clouds. Unconsciously, cold sweat had seeped out of his back and his shirt, soaked with sweat, stuck to his skin.

"Damn, this thing is a bit weird." Sun Hang muttered to himself, "I almost fell into its trap."

"Fifteen seconds have passed." A researcher who was in charge of timing said. "Don't disturb him." Wang Xiyi walked to Sun Hang's side and separated him from the others.

Sun Hang took a deep breath, gathered his mind, and began to recall what he saw during the second resonance.

The picture was now so blurred that it looked like it was covered with a thick mosaic. However, as the bone-deep chill washed back and forth in Sun Hang's sea of ​​consciousness, the mosaic on the picture was being "washed away" bit by bit, the deformed outlines of the buildings became clearer and clearer, and various details began to gradually emerge.

Finally, the virtual clock on the roof of the financial center building appeared in Sun Hang's sight.

The shorter hour hand is a quarter of a degree below the number "3", while the longer minute hand is exactly opposite the number "3".

In the upper left corner of the dial, it is written in pixel bold: May 4719, 5 in the lunar calendar.

Three fifteen. The time when Sun Hang saw the picture during the second resonance was exactly three fifteen this afternoon!

Sun Hang took another deep breath, looked at the researcher in charge of timing, and asked calmly, "How many seconds have passed?"

"Forty seconds," the researcher replied. "You have eighty seconds left."

"Did you succeed?" Yang Lian asked anxiously, "Did you see the clock on the financial center building?"

"Almost there, wait a little longer." Sun Hang said softly, closed his eyes again and entered a state of meditation.

For him, figuring out the timing of the second resonance is actually only a secondary goal.

His main purpose is to use the power of this crystal ball to recover his lost memories.

After Sun Hang listened to Wang Xiyi's description of this strange object, he realized that this was a rare opportunity.

Sun Hang placed both hands on the crystal ball and began to push his memory back little by little, all the way to the moment when he just woke up from the hospital bed.

His memory was disconnected here, just like a movie film being cut by a knife.

Taking advantage of the "chill", Sun Hang tried to continue "pushing" forward. Faintly, he seemed to feel a layer of extremely tough membrane.

This layer of barrier enveloped all the memories before the attack, making them inaccessible to him.

"Try harder."

Sun Hang could feel that as long as he could break through that barrier, all those "lost" memories would be recovered.

He didn't really forget those memories, but those memories were sealed up by an unknown force.

“…Try harder.”

This is an opportunity, a chance to regain memory.

(End of this chapter)