Interstellar leader

For the rest of the journey, Li Qing also remained silent.When he walked into the Duke's office, Windesha finally couldn't help but asked, "What are you thinking?"

"I think there is something wrong - unreasonable, what is unreasonable?" Li Qing muttered to himself.

He raised his eyes and looked at the sofa next to him. He planned to sit down and think slowly, but he thought that someone might beep on it, so he had no choice but to stand aside.

Cleanliness means that he has been really upset with a certain duke for a long time.

At this time, David, the Duke's bodyguard, knocked on the door and came in, dragging an unconscious man in black in his hand.

"My lord, this subordinate has caught another assassin in the mansion. Judging from the traces of clothing, weapons, and poison, it should be the same group as the previous ones."

"Drag on, I'll leave it to you." The Duke waved his hand, turned his head and said to Li Qing: "Isaac, it seems that the person before was not an 'insider'... Isaac?"

Li Qing closed his eyes and completely ignored him.

His memory palace is a giant coordinate system.The horizontal axis is time, and two-dimensional memory fragments are placed on the vertical section.

Floating in the air, he selected two points on the horizontal axis, from the moment Elvis VIII entered the council hall to the moment he disappeared.Under the control of his thinking, those memory fragments began to gather, merge, and integrate.According to the arrow of time flow, the arrow of entropy increase, and the arrow of logic, all the details are put together completely.

This is how he remembers.He can throw away all the useless information, but can extract it from the mess when needed.

After spelling it out, he walked in, and it was like turning back time, and he came to that scene again.

In the end, Li Qing opened his eyes and saw the Duke looking at him silently, as if hoping that he would bring some miracle.

"Did Elvis VIII wear gloves all the time?"

"What?" The Duke didn't realize what Li Qing's strange question meant.

"Did you ever see him without gloves?"

"Gloves?" The Duke was stunned, because in his memory, Elvis really always wore gloves, and he never took them off in front of others since he was a child. "No? Not really. God, I never noticed this..."

Suddenly, he frowned, and some broken lights and shadows flashed through his mind.He couldn't help raising his hand and pressing his temple, a headache struck like lightning, and then disappeared quickly.

Li Qing noticed his abnormality immediately.

"You don't take off your gloves when you shake hands with someone, and you don't take off your gloves when you pick up a pen to sign. I noticed that his gloves are still extended, reaching half of his forearm." Li Qing smiled, "Do you think this is normal? There must be a reason, there must be."

The Duke was speechless.This person took it for granted, but besides him, who would have noticed such boring questions as whether the emperor wore gloves and what kind of gloves were they?Isn't this a pervert?

"Some memories are buried in the subconscious. If you don't dig them out, it will be as if they don't exist. Of course, the stars on the other side of the galaxy cannot be seen with the naked eye, but they exist. No change, it's always there. Chris, it's always there."

"What do you want to say, just say it."

"You have indeed seen the secret under his glove, but you don't remember it." Li Qing said in an affirmative tone.

The Duke felt as if a big rock was pressing on his heart, and the feeling of powerlessness that could not breathe came up again. "I didn't," he denied, as if it would make him feel better.

"Don't you want to know?" Li Qing put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and the shadow cast by the light fell on the Duke.It was a menacing gesture, but his tone was as gentle as a feather. "Don't you want revenge?"

"You can find a psychiatrist to hypnotize you. It's just a matter of suffering for a while. The situation is already very tense, and they are still chasing and killing that 'insider', and the situation in the noble council is also very unfavorable to you. This It could very well be Elvis's shady secret, a perfect opportunity. Don't you want to drag that man from his high position and throw him into hell?"

His gaze directly met the Duke's eyes, and his tone seemed to be a little bewitching. The prospect in the words made the Duke unable to refuse.

"How do you know this?" After a long silence, Windesa spoke with a dry voice.

"Come on, Chris." Li Qing laughed loudly, "Look at his eyes, it's almost like writing a big line of 'I'm going to kill him' on his forehead."

Is it so obvious?The Duke touched his forehead subconsciously.

Antie Houston suppressed his anxiety and pushed open the door of the infirmary above the Duke's mansion.A faint mixed smell of pills drilled into her nose, and the familiar sight of white walls, clean instruments with silver light shining, and motionless surgical robots made her feel a little calmer.

The psychotherapy room was at the far end, and a tall, dark-haired young man leaned against the door, seemingly waiting for her for a while.

"Anti Houston, a hypnotist, works at the Institute of Psychological Science, Imperial Academy of Sciences." She stretched out her hand, and the man on the opposite side gently extended his hand and shook it back, very polite and indifferent.

"Isaac Cosey. Nice to meet you, Ms. Houston." Li Qing opened the door for her, and his polite smile made the poor hypnotist feel even more nervous.

Entering the room, she immediately saw the Duke who was half lying on the sofa flipping through an electronic magazine, and she began to suspect that taking this consultation was the biggest mistake in her life.The great tension and anxiety suddenly rose to the peak after a crisp sound of locking the door.

"Ms. Houston, please understand your work today." Li Qing took out a stack of papers out of nowhere and put them in front of An Di.She was so frightened that she could hardly control her hands, and dropped a few of them on the ground, fluttering, and she thought it looked pretty.

Andy didn't know how many years it had been since she'd seen paper—maybe it was the first time she'd seen it in over 40 years.Hopefully not the last, unwitting hypnotist praying mentally.She knew exactly what a paper document represented: a top-secret safeguard against any possibility of being stolen by hackers.

After she finished reading, she raised her head with complicated expressions in her eyes.She began to understand that she might have to stay in this place for the rest of her life.

"Can we start? I said, Isaac, this little girl you found is a waste of time-you see, I still have to wait for her to adjust her mood. A hypnotist who can't even control her emotions, ha , It's the funniest joke I've ever heard." The Duke closed the tablet in his hand and put it on the table, his eyes full of impatience.

"Report to the Duke, you can start." His words obviously angered An Di.As one of the top psychological experts in the empire, she has never been evaluated like this in the professional field.She seemed to have forgotten her situation, and all she could think about at the moment was to do this job well and prove that she was not a clumsy hypnotist.

Li Qing turned around and pressed his fingers on the lock of the cabinet next to him.After the fingerprint identification passed, he searched for medicine according to the serial number.After he picked out several small transparent or brown bottles from hundreds of square grids, he turned around and saw that the Duke had fallen asleep.

Amazing my hypnotist sister.

He began to think about who was better than Iloise and her, and concluded that Andi had a higher professional level, but Iloise was good-looking, so it was easier for people to let go of their guards.Oh, this face-seeking world!

After Li Qing finished complaining, she found a small bench and sat down to watch, suffering from lack of melons to eat, so she could only read a book with a tablet.

The hypnosis process was unexpectedly smooth. Out of the Duke's own strong desire to unearth that memory, he gave up resistance to all of Andi's hints.

Soon, his memory was brought back to the age of 16. When he moved out of the palace, the anger, humiliation, and pain at that time, together with a kind of joy of escaping life, swept over again and flooded his heart.

"Go a little further, try to recall things about him, don't be afraid, you're just watching..." Noticing his emotional resistance, An Di guided softly.

Poor Ms. Houston appeared calm as if facing an ordinary patient, but she was still thinking about the materials Li Qing gave her.The secret of the emperor, the conspiracy of the two men in front of her to rebel, and the strange relationship between the emperor and the duke all frightened her like a leaf trembling in the wind.

Can't escape.The Duke sighed in his heart. He had hypnotized himself for so many years, as if what happened at the beginning had never happened, and he had to go through it all over again in the end.

The memories going forward are all about exposing his scars, layer after layer, endlessly, like being torn and put together again, and finally the wound healed, and he was torn again along the original trace.

But he was ready.As Li Qing said, what exists is always there.

In his consciousness, memory is like an ocean, the sea becomes darker as he goes forward, and the water pressure increases, making him unable to breathe.He was tied to a stone and sank without hesitation.

16 years old, the night before moving out of the palace.

He numbly buried his face in the pillow, and there were no more tears to shed.Elvis grabbed his hair roughly, the stabbing pain from the root of the hair, the throbbing pain in the heart, and the dull pain like tearing in the back were intertwined, like a fishing net that wrapped him tighter and tighter.

It's okay, it's the last time.He consoled himself.There will be no more after that.

15 years old, after the dinner party.

Everyone leaves, and Elvis drags him into the toilet.He refused his request, and the strong man beat him to death when he was still a teenager, until he collapsed on the ground with blind eyes and motionless, and violated him without hesitation.

Elvis' favorite thing to do was whisper his full name over and over in his ear while he was crying and begging for mercy.

"Christopher."

When he was 13, he fell in love with a girl.I like her so much that I want to marry her.

Ada, the youngest daughter of Viscount Anna.She had beautiful brown hair that shone like silk in the sunlight, and beautiful green eyes like the finest gems.

Chris's parents passed away in an accident two years ago, unaccompanied, and Ada was the light of his life.

As a teenager, girls develop early, and Ada grows a little taller than him.When little Chris was standing beside her, he raised his head to secretly look at her side face, and turned his head away when he was discovered. Only the reddish ears revealed the boy's shyness.

Very cute.

The Duke finally came back to remember the day he struggled the most.Elvis raped him in the garden marked "No Entry", and was seen by Ada who broke in unintentionally.

His mind went blank, and then he started yelling, wrestling and biting frantically, hoping to divert the murderer's attention.

Ada, run, run while you are not noticed.

Elvis threw him to the ground, hitting the back of his head on the flower bed, and there was severe pain in his back.In his blurred vision, he seemed to have torn something off.He didn't care though, because Ada was running towards him, yelling at Elvis to let him go.Later, Elvis seems to pull out a gun, and after that, all he knows is that Ada is gone, gone forever.

He refocused—he went into his memory not to bask in the pain, but to solve the puzzle.What he ripped off in the tussle...was Elvis' glove.

What he saw, he must have seen.

The Duke gritted his teeth, at worst, recalling it again.

"He seems to have found it." An Di whispered to Li Qing.

Li Qing frowned, put down the tablet in his hand, and walked to the side of the Duke.Under the glaring white light, the two tear marks on the latter's face were particularly eye-catching.

After a while, Windesha woke up.He sat up suddenly, gasping for breath, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his beautiful blond hair was wet into strands, his face was bloodless, and there was a trace of horror in his eyes.He grabbed Li Qing's hand and said hastily: "...cross-cut scar."

The previous sentence was lost in his throat, because his vocal cords were dry and he almost lost his voice.

Li Qing handed over a glass of water, watched the Duke drink it, and then asked: "What did you want to say just now?"

The Duke took a breath, and replied: "That's right, Elvis has a huge cross-cut scar on his right wrist, the kind where severed limbs are reattached."

Li Qing fell into deep thought.He felt that it was necessary for him to go through the information on the subordinates in the Duke's Mansion that he had collected at the beginning, focusing on all personnel related to biology and biochemistry.

David came over once and took the unlucky lady hypnotist away and put her under house arrest.She knew too many things she shouldn't know, and maybe after the Duke successfully usurped power, he could kindly release her.

Before leaving, Li Qing hesitated for a while, but decided to speak.

"When did it start?"

"Huh?" The Duke was busy wiping the sweat from his head with a towel.

"I mean...Elvis to you—"

"You guessed it?" The Duke smiled weakly.

"Well, in fact, I guessed it when I was in the research institute."

"11 is old."

When Chris was 11, Elvis was supposed to be 23, and he was still his cousin.

Li Qing felt a little hopeless, desperate for human nature.He felt that this kind of scum was not worthy of being a human being, not as good as a pig or a dog, really not as good as a pig or a dog—no, this is an insult to animals—but they exist in this world as humans, and there are quite a few of them.They live brightly, this one is the emperor, maybe that one is a professor, teacher, doctor, banker...

He remembered that when he was studying for a Ph. D., his tutor was a DINK, and he was determined not to have children.He was a little curious and asked the reason. The instructor asked him: "I have suffered too much in this world, why should I bring my life to such a dirty place?"

The Duke patted him on the shoulder, pulling his thoughts back from the past.

"Hey, Isaac, I'm fine." He smiled. "I figured it out, it's been a long time anyway, isn't it? You can call me Christopher now and I won't mind.

As for that scumbag, I'm going to linger him, piece by piece, until the end he can't die. "

Li Qing suddenly felt that ancient torture is sometimes a good thing.

The author has something to say: I have more than 4000 days! ! !Let me ask you if you are impressed! !I was touched by myself!

Thanks to the little angel who cast thunder@Yunshan (by the way, your ids are so sweet, Yunshan, Moshi, Shuangse... the name Fei really wants to kneel down to you 233)

This is the first time to change this chapter, because the online review is always unacceptable.

To be honest, I am a little angry, not because the chapter has been locked for a long time, but because the online review is manual review, and these manual reviewers treat crime as pornography.

When this kind of thing keeps happening in the world, but the author is not allowed to have a little description in the work, this kind of social attitude is tantamount to telling the victim: This is a very shameful thing, it cannot be said, and it cannot be mentioned. of.At the same time, real pornographic works are flying all over the Internet, telling the perpetrators: Go ahead, they are all silent lambs.What's more, because I don't understand how much harm sexual crimes do to people, I think QJ memes are very cute.

With all due respect, cute you mmp

As I write these things, many things are happening in reality.The Nortel case, the Lin Yihan incident... It just so happened that I had paid attention to psychology topics before, and I accidentally saw a push about depression, so I realized how common sexual assault is.

This kind of thing has not increased recently, it has always existed, but as society becomes more and more civilized, more victims dare to speak out.

Victims of sexual assault are not only women, although male victims are rare, but they exist (especially child sexual assault), and there is no legal protection.Whether I write **, bg, or lily, crime will never change its essence.Because this is an article, I feel that I am writing about pornography. I probably have nothing to say.

My Zhihu has now turned off psychology, looking at a bunch of mathematical biochemical economics on the screen, as if there are no depression patients or pstd patients in this world, I feel more comfortable.

I'm probably done venting.So be it.