Tomb Raiders Notes - Zhangjia Mausoleum Keeper

When Dr. Cai heard what I said, he gave me a sympathetic look, then said nothing more, and then took me to the ward himself.

There are indeed all kinds of daily necessities inside, but the entertainment facilities are slightly lacking.Fortunately, there are my computer and the archaeological notebook given by Xiao Rong in the car.Because these materials are too precious, it is not safe to put them in the hotel, so I can only carry them with me.

I don't have a mobile phone or other communication equipment, and the only tool I can use to communicate with the outside world is a computer.But after turning it on, I couldn't help but want to help it. I couldn't connect to the external network at all, so I could only connect to the local area network.

Combined with the current situation, I have to re-examine whether the decision I made is too risky.That's right, the reason why I agreed to stay in the hospital for treatment was firstly to find out the real purpose of Dr. Cai's lying to me, and secondly to find out the details of this hospital.So I deliberately pretended to be nervous and worried about my condition.

As the saying goes, your body knows best in your mind.Although I'm not particularly smart, but after going through so many things, I know that I should pay more attention to everything.Besides, when the hospital kept calling and asked Xiao Rong to notify me to come for a reexamination, I felt something was wrong.Until the warm reception of the security team leader, Dr. Cai's words, and the discovery that someone was watching, etc., all confirmed one thing.Aside from the unusualness of this hospital, it seemed to have been waiting for my arrival.

Since someone invites you into the urn, it would be too embarrassing for me not to cooperate with the situation.In today's situation, if I insist on leaving, I'm afraid I may not be able to escape. It's better to pretend that I don't know, and find an opportunity to find out the truth first.

After Dr. Cai left, I lay on the hospital bed, saying that I was lying down, but in fact, my eyes were not idle for a moment, looking around, looking for a place to put a monitor.Then I found that there were too many instruments in this ward, and it was not easy to find them.And there is really a camera, and the way I rummaged through boxes and cabinets, doesn't it directly expose that I have begun to suspect this place?

After much deliberation, there was only one way, and that was a bitter plan. When the nurse delivered the medicine for the next meal, I would cut the pulse and let the blood out in advance.Anyway, what happened to me was a blood disease, so what I created was unbearable torment by the disease, and the idea of ​​suicide, the plot is also reasonable.

If there is surveillance in the ward, people who don't want me to die will come in early to save me. If not, the nurse sister will find out at some point.Although my method is a bit painful, it is still safe.

After making up my mind, I secretly hid a fruit knife.Of course, it is impossible to commit suicide as soon as you are hospitalized. This time point is definitely not suitable.It is reasonable to be willing to be admitted to the hospital for treatment, which shows that there is still hope for survival, so why would you want to die?

So I still need an opportunity, a reasonable excuse, and then I will see how my acting skills explode.Fooled them.And the only thing to do now is to wait.

Anyway, I had nothing to do, and the computer couldn't connect to the Internet, so I had to start flipping through those notebooks seriously.At the same time, calm down and start analyzing the traceability of these notebooks.When I was in Changsha, I asked Xiao Rong for some information because of the investigation of the blood curse on the jade silk, and he provided it to me without knowing it.

Thinking of this moment, I suddenly felt enlightened.The reason why I asked Xiao Rong for archaeological materials was not because he had a publishing house and was rich in various resources, nor was it because his family had a large collection of books, but because I had seen these materials in his house, and when I stayed in his home that night.

Thinking of that spooky attic, I still feel a little scared.As expected of a filial son, Xiao Rong even set up such a mourning hall for his father at home.Having said that, is it possible that Mr. Xiao was very close to me during his lifetime?And under his instruction, assisted him in sorting out these materials?

The question is, if there is such a relationship, why didn't Xiao Rong mention it?If I have never met Mr. Xiao, how can I explain my handwriting on the notes?I frowned tightly, and kept flipping through the pages, and the more I flipped through, the more I felt that these contents were very problematic.

It's like one of those literal passwords.On the surface, it looks like I am writing this matter normally, but in fact, if you look closely, you will find that the content is intermittent and not coherent at all.He was obviously talking about the affairs of this dynasty, but in the end he jumped to another dynasty and continued to interject.

In this case, either the author's mind was confused when creating, or it was intentional, and the intentional purpose is the secret that the author really wants to hide.If this is the case, it can be said that it has taken great pains.

It's a pity that Xiao Rong only sent me a part. If I want to continue to investigate, I'm afraid I'll have to find another chance to go into the secret room of his house.But now that I am trapped here, I can't escape temporarily, so I don't think too much about it.

I closed my notebook and walked to the window, trying to change my mood.This ward is facing the room where monkey faces once appeared in the windows.It's just that now the curtains are tightly covered, and there is no more movement.It made me feel that I was probably dazzled at the time.

But my curiosity will never be dispelled just because of a sentence under the sun.So I decided to find an opportunity to go there to find out the truth. If this hospital is really doing something illegal, I can also take the opportunity to collect some necessary evidence.

But the most urgent thing now is to make sure that my ward is under surveillance?I can make plans for the next step.So, when Dr. Cai was helping me with the brain wave test that afternoon, I deliberately asked him, "Is it possible for my memory to recover?"

Dr. Cai said with a look of embarrassment: "It's unlikely, but we will do our best."

This is the answer I expected, and I'm not surprised, because it seems that people in the world don't want me to think about the past.So what Dr. Cai said is already very euphemistic.But this is the opportunity I waited for, I pretended to have a momentary emotional breakdown, and then burst into tears.

Seeing my strong reaction, Dr. Cai was at a loss for what to do.I had to keep comforting me and said: "It's not impossible, we have to observe for a while."

My tears flowed like a river that broke its embankment, and I couldn't listen to it at all.In the end, seeing that Dr. Cai, a big man, is about to be forced to cry by me, this is enough.My acting skills are three points true and seven points false. In the eyes of outsiders, I have already firmly believed that my mentality has collapsed due to amnesia.

And what follows is another good show that I want to stage, cutting the pulse and committing suicide to seek death and life.Seeing that I was in a calm mood, Dr. Cai had no choice but to withdraw with the nurse and others. His original intention was to let me have a good rest.As a result, as soon as he walked away, I spread my hand on the snow-white quilt with my back foot and cut him severely.

The bright red blood immediately stained the quilt red, like the enchanting flowers blooming on the snowflakes, which were extremely eye-catching and slowly extended.I thought this scene was like when Lei Wan committed suicide.A little bit secretly complained in his heart, if he ended up in the same fate as her, he must have really committed suicide.

Fortunately, soon Dr. Cai and his gang rushed in again. I believe that this poor doctor really spent a lot of effort on my matter today, and he was also worried and afraid that I would not be able to think about it.

When he was bandaging my wound, I found that his hands were also trembling.While dressing up, he sighed and scolded me. He didn't cherish life. No matter what, he couldn't seek death!

I was secretly amused in my heart, but I still had an expression of lovelessness on my face, and at the same time, my heart was like a bright mirror.I thought that this pain was not in vain. Not only did you monitor me, but from the attitude towards me, it seemed that you were extremely afraid that something might happen to me. Sample.

As a result, I finally felt a little more at ease. Although I was secretly under house arrest, the initiative was not entirely in the hands of others.After dressing the wound for me, Dr. Cai gave me some earnest advice, and then asked the nurse to serve me with some sedatives, hoping that I would have a good night's sleep.

I obediently threw the medicine into my mouth, but the trick of pressing the pill on the base of my tongue and spitting it out later is not worth mentioning.Using this method alone, he easily fooled the nurse's surveillance, and then lay on the bed and pretended to be asleep, waiting for the dark.

Surveillance is everywhere here, and I think the blind spot may only be the bathroom that is not within the scope of surveillance.There is a small cubicle at the door of this ward, which is equipped with a 24-hour nurse.What is meant to be caring is actually surveillance.If I want to step out of the door of this ward, I have to put her down first.

It's also easy to put her down, just put medicine in her water when she goes to the toilet.Then change into her clothes again, and go out for a stroll at that time, I'm afraid it won't arouse suspicion.

The nurse looked older than me, with a loyal and honest look on her face, which made me feel a little bit reluctant to do it.As soon as my heart softened, I put some less doses to avoid any side effects.If it is discovered, it will be a perfunctory excuse to talk nonsense.

The little nurse never dreamed that I, who was lying on the bed at this moment, was plotting against her.And all of this is waiting to be staged wonderfully after night falls. . . . . .

The author has something to say:

By the way, Zhang Zilin, who was locked up, still feels at home and is not afraid.

Ask everyone for two days off. In order to have a normal holiday on May Day, I will risk my life and have to work overtime for two consecutive days, so please take your time~ I will come back after the May Day holiday and update the article. If you think I can leave a message.I still have time to reply to messages.