Dedicated to the silly little white artist

thirteen

It was on the second day of check-in that Bai En found out that the time of his watch had been artificially changed, because eight o'clock is the meal time every day, but the nurse came to call him at 53:[-] that day, when Bai En passed by the corridor Hearing the last word of the hourly time signal from the old radio next door that was always creaking, the alarm sounded in my heart, and I moved the dial to the palm of my hand calmly, and went downstairs.

But at noon, the dial on the watch had just passed twelve o'clock, and someone knocked on the door to deliver food...

There must be a wrong time.

Mr. Bai needs a little cleverness to prove his inference.

The life in the sanatorium is regular and dull, surrounded by water, which can make people feel lonely for no reason.

All of Mr. Bai's belongings, including his mobile phone, have been centrally managed. There is only one watch left in his body. He has nothing to do all day long, while walking around the island accompanied by a nurse.

"What time is it?" Mr. Bai asked.

The nurse was a very strong man. He took out a special instrument to look at it, and said, "It's past two o'clock in the afternoon."

"the exact time."

The nurse looked a little impatient: "23:[-]."

"That's it..." Mr. Bai nodded, put the dial of the watch on it, watched the minute hand pass by, and after 2 minutes, he asked again: "What time is it?"

The nurse said, "Didn't I tell you just now?"

Bai En smiled faintly: "I forgot."

The nurse wanted to explode, and suppressed his anger: "25:[-]."

It's the same as the time on the watch... Bai En closed his eyes and said, "I'll sleep." He silently said 'one, two...230. ’ He opened his eyes and suddenly asked, “What time is it?”

The nurse was startled by him: "Why did you wake up suddenly?!"

Bai En asked eagerly, "What time is it, tell me quickly!"

The nurse hastily turned on the device and said, "22:[-]!...Do you have anything important?"

Bai En raised the corners of his mouth, and slowly lay back on the armchair: "At three o'clock, remember to wake me up."

The nurse was furious: "Just because of this?"

Bai En said slowly: "I am a patient, don't forget."

The nurse dared not speak out.

Bai En just counted 4 minutes according to the frequency of the minute hand. Let's calculate the error within 15 seconds, plus the 23:29 that the nurse said the second time, it should be [-]:[-] now.

7 minutes fast.

fourteen

The watch is Mr. Bai's personal possession. Bai En didn't understand whether the person hiding in the dark slowed down his watch to give him a warning or something else.

He is so boring.

So, he decided to push the boat along.

A few weeks later, Sangbei came to report to work around [-]:[-] pm as usual. Although Mr. Bai knew that the people who entered the nursing home would take away all metal objects and dangerous objects at the door, he still asked: "What can you do?" Do you look at something that tells the time? A watch, a cell phone, something like that."

Sangbei shook his head.

Looking at the person opposite, Bai En suddenly felt bored.

It's boring anywhere, so it's better to go back, so he decided to ask Sang Bei to fill in the family form. For so many days, he tried all kinds of methods, but the people in the dark seemed to hide on purpose. No matter how many flaws he showed, he would never stand still.

This kind of feeling of being spied on by others is very bad. At least, Mr. Bai, who has nothing to do with it, has decided to fight back.

The other party has spent all his time fiddling with his personal things, and this will naturally not be the end. The sixth sense tells him that everything has just begun.

There was one more check, the last one.

In any case, Bai En decided to give it a try.

fifteen

When Bai En spoke, Sang Bei told the people on the boat to get ready, and the people below knew the urgency. Within half an hour, Zheng He had already appeared around the artificial lake.

Sang Bei had never seen Zheng He before. When he got off the boat, he saw a man standing by the bank and was supported by others. He thought it was a family member of the nursing home. The burly man suddenly felt familiar, and after thinking about it again, he realized that this person was also one of the bodyguards, and then guessed that the person being supported might be Zheng He, so he couldn't help but take another look.

Zheng He didn't know what happened at this moment. He was dragged out of the studio after removing half of his make-up. Although his manager, Sister Fang, kept saying that nothing happened behind him, he was still panicked.

One of them stood up politely, bent down and pointed to a small boat at the pier, and said, "Mr. Zheng, please."

Zheng He swallowed: "Where is this going?"

The people around did not answer, and the one who bent over continued to say: "Please."

Bai En sat at the iron gate of the nursing home to enjoy the cool air after Sang Bei left. From a long distance away, he saw Zheng He's head turning back and forth following the direction of the boat, watching quietly with neither joy nor sadness on his face.

The first thing Zheng He did when he disembarked was to kneel on the ground and grab the soil with both hands to find a sense of security. His legs were still limp, and his heart was pounding with fright.

Mr. Bai stood up and said to the nurse, "Open the door, I'll go pick him up."

The nurse shook her head and said firmly, "I'm sorry, you can't go out yet."

Bai Ensui didn't say anything more, walked over and raised his voice and asked, "Zheng He, are you okay?"

Zheng He looked up, seeing that he had finally met an acquaintance, he stood up in surprise and amazement, and walked over quickly after a few swayings: "Mr. Bai!? Why are you here?"

Bai En smiled: "Are you tired from the journey? Come in and have a rest."

Although Zheng He noticed that Mr. Bai had changed the subject, he could almost guess the ins and outs from the moment he saw this person, so he said wittily, "Well, yes."

Bai En took the white hospital gown specially provided by the nursing home brought by the nurse, and said, "Put on this, you might still have to be here tonight."

"Where is this?" Zheng He turned his head and looked around.

Bai En pushed the hospital gown, smiling: "Hurry up and put it on."

Zheng He couldn't help sighing, took the clothes and fiddled with them, and said very dissatisfied: "This dress is too ugly, I must look like a mouse in it, tsk, it's still white."

Bai En pursed his lips and smiled, he found that no matter what Zheng He said or did, he thought it was fun.

"The rats have been eating harmless products since they were young to ensure the accuracy of the experiment. If you really enter the laboratory, I guess you won't even have the chance to inject drugs." Mr. Bai said.

"That's not necessarily the case," Zheng He said, "If I don't do anything dirty, I won't get sick if I eat harmful products every day. Is it okay? If you ask me, the ancient Egyptian pharaohs should have plastic bags like me. , preservatives, and eat instant noodles for three meals a day, saving the effort of processing twice a few decades later.”