Oracle [Transmigration Book]

Fu Xi, the protagonist of this novel.

A real inborn supernatural ability, he was extremely sensitive to the energy fluctuations of the human brain since he was a child. After training, he became a humanoid supernormal ability detector with strong interrogation ability, nicknamed the devil torturer.

The text described him as a "30-year-old young male".

And the one sitting in front of Song Si seemed to have nothing to do with the age of 30, and some people believed that he was a high school student.

He is wearing the simplest T-shirt and jeans, carrying a backpack (and hanging cartoon ornaments), his skin is so white under the fluorescent light that it seems to be shining, his eyelashes are long, and his eyes are big. When looking at people, he always looks at A few centimeters down, he spoke softly, as if he was afraid of scaring people, and asked nonsense: "Xiao Si, Chief Chu said you cut your wrist?"

Song Si silently raised his gauze-wrapped right hand.

Fu Xi opened her eyes wide, then frowned regretfully, and said softly, "It looks so painful...was it cut with a knife? You are so brave."

Song Si who didn't know how to answer: "...Thank you."

Chu Mingyi coughed, and said, "Song Si secretly interrogated Liu Cenning by himself yesterday afternoon, and today he said he had a headache and asked for leave. I went to find him in the afternoon and found that he took sleeping pills in the bathtub and cut his wrists. No one remembers now." , may have been attacked by Liu Cenning."

"Oh, Liu Cenning," Fu Xi said slowly, "He hasn't confessed yet, that's amazing. Is Xiao Si okay?"

Chu Mingyi: "Wrist cutting and amnesia..."

Fu Xi took a while to recover, said "oh" again, looked at Song Si, smiled at him, and put his palm on his forehead, which was icy cold.

Song Si's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid his gaze, but it seemed that someone was holding his focus, his pupils trembled violently, and he couldn't move away from his gaze.

A part of his brain hurt sharply, something domineeringly broke into his territory, like a searchlight of thousands of watts, illuminating all the dark parts of his brain emotionlessly, patrolling high, and then quickly evacuated.

In just a few seconds, Song Si's hands were shaking, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his back was arched, obviously in an attack state.

Fu Xi looked away without changing his expression, and said lightly, "Xiao Si's twin butterflies were injured, and his mental world was chaotic, and it's normal to cut his wrists. He needs to take some antidepressant medicine these days and take good care of him."

Chu Mingyi's expression froze.

The blue veins on Song Si's forehead were twitching, probably because his complexion was too bad, Chu Mingyi stretched out his hand to help him lie down, and covered him with a quilt.

Fu Xi's action opened another hole in his chaotic brain.

If it was a "memory awakening" when waking up from the bathtub, it is now a "memory fountain".

Countless pictures flooded into his mind at the same time, Song Si was like a prisoner receiving an electric shock, shivering under the quilt, forced to accept the loss of control of his brain.

All the words in the novel are transformed into pictures through the brain, and all the details that are clearly remembered and not clearly stand up in one brain.

"Liu Cenning is indeed lying. Maybe Song Si found out something during the interrogation yesterday," Chu Mingyi said, turning his head to look at him, "Do you still remember the content?... What's wrong, sweating so much?"

Liu Cenning.

He remembered.

A man of genius who turned the business of selling counterfeit medicines into a multinational conglomerate, mixed inferior supernatural particles into the medicine capsules, stimulated cell regeneration in the cheapest way, overdrawn the lives of ordinary patients, and even caused a large number of patients to suffer from mental illness , He was not captured until the extra chapter of the novel.

And Song Si himself is Liu Cenning's behind-the-scenes instigator.

It was the person Chu Mingyi was gnashing his teeth to find out.

"Song Si?"

Covering his cheek with the callused palm, he rubbed back and forth a few times not very gently.Song Si met Chu Mingyi's gaze, forced his jaw to loosen, and said honestly, "Dizzy, flustered."

Chu Ming said, "You rest first, I'll go out with Fu Xi and have a chat."

Song Si immediately closed his eyes.

The footsteps gradually faded away, someone gently closed the door, and the room fell into silence.

Before his heartbeat calmed down, he reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose.

After crossing, he almost died when he opened his eyes. After being rescued with great difficulty, he found that he himself was shouting for a thief and beating him up. Not only did he have to rely on his acting skills to save his life, but he also had to secretly solve the pitfalls left by his former master step by step, so as to transform himself from a real villain into a real good man. .

...and also suspected of having an improper relationship with his boss + brother-in-law.

The price of a new life, this dungeon is too difficult.

Song Si had a splitting headache, lying on the bed, unconsciously passed out.

After losing the control of self-consciousness, the gushing memory still does not stop. The personality of the previous life struggled in the tide, trying hard to gain a foothold, but was quickly washed away, replaced by the memory and emotional world belonging to "Song Si". With a strong, deep-seated desire.

Live!

help me.

save them.

Live!

……

When he woke up again, Song Si looked at the snow-white ceiling and tried his best to calm down his shortness of breath.

The inside of the body seems to be split into two parts, one is "self" and the other is "Song Si".As he opened his eyes, control slowly returned, and the latter quickly and silently disappeared within his body like an afterimage brought about by a nightmare.

But Song Si always felt that something was different.

He still can't remember who he was in his previous life, and the only thing he can remember is the plot of this book, so once the memory of the original owner returns, he has more recognition of the identity of "Song Si".

He sighed, stopped distracting, returned to the real world, and turned to look at what woke him up.

I don't know when there was an extra mobile phone beside the bed, and it was constantly flashing reminders of unread messages. There was a note under the mobile phone. The handwriting on it was wild and flamboyant. It took me a long time to barely recognize it: "Password 980825, yours, I didn't look it up, contact Chu if you need anything."

How did you know the phone password without looking it up?He complained in his heart.

Unable to fully adapt to the new body, Song Si clumsily hooked the phone, without entering the password, drew a picture to unlock it directly according to memory, clicked into the 99+ unread chat room, and began to quickly flip through the chat history.

Group name: Song Baobao, the favorite of the three subjects, has 6 members.

There are only avatars in front of the chat records, not even nicknames, obviously they are very familiar people.

The most active one was Pikachu's profile picture, followed by "drink more hot water", with more than 200 posts in a few hours:

"Where did the section chief go in a hurry? Almost knocked over my coffee!"

"I don't know... Before I got off work, I said that Liu Cenning would be interrogated, but I rushed out within 5 minutes after entering."

"Maybe I have to go to the Secretary for a trial~"

"Xiao Si is closed today."

"...The big baby is off again?"

"Wait, he just finished interrogating Liu Cenning yesterday, so he should come to Corey for an examination today."

"Fuck, Lao Lin, if you say that, it's not Sisi's accident, is it?"

“@楚明意@宋大宝贝@宋大宝贝@宋大宝贝”

"Can't get through the phone?"

"Chuko's gun is unlocked! The location is displayed in the clinic!"

"????"

"If something happens to Si Bao, the sky of our three departments will collapse."

……

The trivial chat records of the work group have been carefully drawn to the end, and the memory is based on this, and once again three-dimensional and vivid, the corner of Song Si's mouth has a smile for some reason, and he didn't even notice it.

The group of interesting colleagues in the novel is still alive and well, they have not become the test subjects of "Song Si", have no mental breakdown, no collapse of faith, no evil, no tragic death of all members.

He came into this body, failed to commit suicide, and was rescued.

The pause button was pressed on the plot, and all irreversible things hadn’t happened yet. He is still a social star in the department, with many friends, a stable job in the establishment, and the opportunity to start again.

Realizing this, Song Si slowly took a deep breath.

Someone pushed open the door of the ward, and Chu Mingyi walked in with breakfast.

Song Si was still holding his mobile phone, looked up at the only person who had no memory but was liked, and said with a smile without end: "Chief Chu, do you believe that I actually saved the world."

Chu Mingyi paused, the person in front of him lost a lot of blood, his face was pale, but his eyes were shining brightly, which was subtly different from the usual lazy Dr. Song.

He raised his eyebrows, stared at Song Si for a moment, and said, "Then I saved the hero who saved the world yesterday? Please ask this hero to give me a reflection report in a few days, and seriously reflect on the matter of cutting his wrist."

Normally, making a report would definitely make him jump up and object.

At this moment, Song Si just rolled his eyes.

"Okay. It's not easy to save the world, but it's nice to be alive," he joked.

Chu Mingyi heard the second half of the sentence, his sharp eyes softened, his palms descended from the sky, covered his head, messed up his blue hair at will, and said, "I will help you remember this sentence. Eat something first , I'll take you home."

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