family history of mental illness

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally Sam couldn't help but looked away first. He coughed lightly and said, "I'll take you to a place."

Brant asked, "Where are you going?"

He pretended to be mysterious and said: "A place that will make your trip worthwhile, my secret base."

Brant was unmoved: "If the price of going is to help you do something, then I refuse."

"Don't be so disappointing...Okay." Sam compromised: "Of course you can choose to refuse, but after reading my request and chips." He invited: "Now, do you want to come?"

Brandy nodded his head, which is considered to be a response.Sam let out a chuckle as expected. He stood up, patted the sand on his body, and led Brant out of the bay to a fairly ordinary house.

This was obviously not the place he usually rented. He opened the door with the key, and the inside was clean and tidy, but there was no atmosphere of life.Brant followed into the bedroom, moved the double bed and the carpet under the command of the other party, and then saw a dark partition door.

Open the door, there is a downward passage, not long, and soon came to the end, and then they came to a secret room.

"Wow." Brandt commented quite objectively: "The design is very interesting."

"thanks?"

"Why did you bring me here?"

"To show my sincerity. This is another property of mine, one that Chris doesn't even know about. Now, it's safe here, and I'm going to show you something."

Brandt raised an eyebrow.

Sam led him to the computer, and opened several encrypted folders, some of which were some video clips, which were very blurry; some were some text materials, which were very fragmented.

But all point to the same thing - Chris' experiments on living people.

"Is this the prohibited drug you mentioned that day?" Brant pressed pause, and the screen froze on a tube of bright blue liquid, which was filled in a thin needle tube half the thickness of a finger and injected by a masked experimenter On the arm of the subject.

Some of those poor guys are middle-aged people with unshaven beards, some are beautiful girls with haggard faces, and some of them are children who have not yet grown up...

"Orphans, vagrants, prostitutes..." Brant thought thoughtfully, "Is this what you said before, the target group that Chris arrests?"

"According to part of the information I have, the number of missing people in Miami during this year was as high as 4597, 53 people were patrolled, 620 people were confirmed dead, and at least 8% of the rest were because of Chris."

"Nearly 3000 people..."

Brant suddenly looked at Sam: "Do you know why I came to you today?"

"Ok?"

"I met a girl who kept claiming that she was poisoned in the orphanage a year ago. Was the poisoning case in the Sunshine Orphanage a year ago related to Chris?"

"Well, I don't remember this." Sam tried to search in his brain, but he didn't get any relevant information: "There is no report, it was suppressed, but it doesn't matter, it won't trouble old Sam."

He pulled the chair over and sat in front of the computer, and started typing on the keyboard. A bunch of code pop-up boxes that Brant couldn't understand at all popped up one after another. Soon, he found the encrypted file he wanted.

Sam whistled. "Guess what I found?"

Brandt saw the file that popped up: "The patron of the Sunshine Orphanage, is Benson Chris?"

"Not only that, this year, the orphanage has successively sent away dozens of children in the name of adoption. Their whereabouts are unknown, and there is no record of return visits. Guess where they went?"

The answer is self-evident, they were all sent to Chris's laboratory.

The matter of Julie has also been explained. The unlucky girl went to the orphanage to be a volunteer. At that time, Chris had just started to research the medicine, the laboratory had not yet been established, and there were many problems in the management of the medicine. Julie accidentally drank it by mistake. child prepares potion.

Julie's delusion of persecution should be an unstable sequelae, and it is the medicine that caused her mental damage.What about Rich, who has the same symptoms and even has inhuman physical fitness?

Sam looked at Brant: "Look, we've come to the same destination by different routes."

Brandt immediately realized something: "I'm not going."

emmmmm... "I haven't even started persuading me yet!"

"But I know, you said so much, but you just want to ask me for help to investigate the matter of this laboratory. It must be very dangerous and difficult, anyway, it is something that a technical geek like you can't do. Do you think Push it to me."

"You have to figure out Julie's problem, and I want to avenge Phil, we are mutually beneficial and win-win."

Brandt was unmoved: "The weight is not balanced, Julie is not necessary."

Sam smiled: "What about Jason? Plus Jason."

Brandt suddenly had a bad feeling: "What do you mean?"

Accompanied by the sound of keyboard tapping, Sam said slowly: "The disappearances are all unidentified high-risk groups, which will not cause social concern and panic. Your friend Red Hood, or I should call him Jason To Germany? He has no identity and background, is strong and disease-free, is it more suitable than the three types of target groups who are malnourished and suffering? He even voluntarily ran into Chris' arms, do you think Chris Why did Reese let him go?"

Brandt was not surprised that Sam was able to find out the identity of the Red Hood, but his focus was on another matter.

"So, he didn't let Jason go." There was an explanation for the strange things, and Brandt understood: "It's no wonder Chris has made an exception for Jason's favor..."

"It's only delicious when the lamb is fattened up."

"Even put on the posture of cultivating the second in command, and sent the lounge out..."

"I can't bear to let the child not be tied to the wolf."

Brandt: "?"

Sam: "Well, this is a Chinese quip. I always thought it made sense, so I used it."

Brandt nodded approvingly.

But for Sam, his weight is far more than that: "The person you want to see the most, I know where he is."

Brandt looked at him sharply.

Sam slowly read out the name: "Brian Zemo, your eldest brother, haven't you been looking for him? Or, do you still want to know the truth about the dismemberment case 19 years ago?"

Brant took a deep breath: "You really know me."

Sam laughed: "After all, we are old friends, so of course I know you."

"It's clear that I have the value of using it, so I bother to understand me." Brandt frowned: "And you can still find out the details of 19 years ago?" Even the mosquitoes were just found out. Zong, that's all for knowing the whereabouts of the three orphans.

"Well, old Sam can do anything."

Okay, it's a deal.

Brant let out a breath slowly, Sam's weights were too tempting, every one of them hit his dead spot, making it impossible for him to refuse.Again, it goes to show that what Sam wants to do on his own must be more dangerous and difficult than he initially imagined.

"So." He asked, "What do you want me to do?"

With a heavy keyboard tap, Sam withdrew his fingers, slid the mouse, and brought up a 3D map.

"This is my achievement over the past year. I have restored 95% of the laboratory's map, including secret room passages, trap layouts, defense data, possible locations of medicines and test benches, and the identity background of some experimenters."

Brant: "..." It looks a little... tricky.

"I imported the map into the smart bracelet, and you can check it at any time in case you need it."

As Sam said, he took out a black bracelet with a metal inner leather shell and asked Brant to put it on his hand.Brant took the bracelet, put it on his left hand, and buckled the buckle, and the bracelet slowly tightened, covering his wrist snugly.

"Wait a minute." Brant blinked in confusion, "What is this?"

Sam took it for granted: "My newly developed 3D bracelet, you press the golden button in the middle to display the map, and press it again to retract the map."

Brant tried to press it, and a beam of light shot out from the center of the wristband. The 3D image of the map floated above the wristband, and every route was clearly visible.Brandt frowned, feeling that sense of disobedience was even stronger.

"This kind of technology, this kind of virtual screen display and operation..." Brant slid the map above the wristband, switching the main display route, his tone became serious: "Isn't it too far ahead of the times?"

"How could that be?" Sam looked at him puzzled: "It's a very common projection screen operating system, but it's often used on the main computers of governments or enterprises. I just integrated it into the bracelet, nothing surprising Bar."

Brandt: "You don't seem to be in the same world as me?"

"what are you saying?"

Brandt said affirmatively: "I don't remember this kind of technology. Our country, or even the whole world, can't find your projection screen operating system. Is that the name you mentioned just now?"

Sam's expression also became strange: "Have you been hiding in the deep mountains and old forests for a long time, have you lost touch with society? This technology was released five years ago!"

Brandt asked, "Then who do you think the patentee is?"

"Uh……"

"Why, you don't know?"

Sam rubbed his temples: "No, it's a bit strange. Of course I know, no one doesn't know him, that is a global super celebrity, I must know, I even faked my identity to attend his press conference? I My memory told me so, but the thing is, I can't fucking figure out what he looks like or his name! Damn!"

Brandt searched with his mobile phone, and the technology was indeed displayed on the Internet, but the patentee column was blank.

This is not right.

"There's nothing wrong." A small voice sounded deep in consciousness.

Brandt miraculously relaxed: "Omer?"

Omir stroked the tome and gave the only explanation: "The universe is merging."

"My original universe, and the universe I've lived in for more than 20 years?"

"Maybe more, this is one-way, uncontrollable. This will change the landscape, memory, and other things, but most people will not realize this, and when they react, the fusion is over. "

Brandt keenly grasped the key words: "Most people?"

"People who are determined, or who have passed through the tunnel, will not have memory confusion. Of course, these are just my inferences." Omir patted the tome: "After all, what I inherited from the broken system is not More, just listen to it, and don’t take it too seriously.”

Brant didn't speak. He rubbed the bracelet on his left wrist and frowned.

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Sam: Lamb~

Brother Bucket: Go away(?_?)

Happy Tanabata everyone!However, here is still a humble frog who can't write a sense of cp_(:з)∠)_