Oracle [Transmigration Book]

Are there side effects of treatment?

It was not mentioned in the novel that Song Si didn't know anything, and he couldn't ask in front of the suspect, so he could only listen to the voice in the earphone silently.

Chu Ming said, "Then let's try it. Doctor Song, please comfort her."

When Song Si heard the title "Doctor Song", for some reason, he suddenly felt the mood of the section chief, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up a little.

Although I don't know what the sequelae are, it seems that this means letting him follow Lu Ling's words.

Song Si thought for two seconds, took Lu Ling's words, and said in a way of throwing the topic: "I never lie."

The woman made a strange sound from her throat, as if she wanted to use her super power, and frowned in pain because of the shield and the wound, her eyes were firmly fixed on Song Si, and the handcuffs on her wrists made a slight sound.

Xu Xinxin became vigilant and took a step in front of Song Si.

"Don't get too close," Chu Ming said, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Xu Xinxin looked at Song Si, pursed her lips, and returned to her original position.The woman was silent, and Song Si patiently waited for her to answer his words.

An invisible seesaw.

Chu Mingyi was about to say something more, but Lu Ling slowly loosened his jaw, shrugged his tensed shoulders, and said forcefully, "Dr. Song, they say you are a famous doctor who cherishes words and never tells lies."

Song Sidao: "Yes."

Lu Ling's hands were trembling, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of some narrow-mouthed container. He asked in a hissed voice, "You said I couldn't be cured, why didn't I die?"

Song Si smiled gently.

Before the woman responded, Chu Mingyi, Yu Yiming and Xu Xinxin all opened their eyes wide, thinking they had misread.

Song Sichong laughed at the suspect? ?

He not only laughed, but also carefully explained: "I didn't lie to you, your super power has already caused irreversible mutations in the organs, coupled with the devastating tear last night, Hua Tuo will not be able to cure it in the next life."

She looked at him palely, and clenched her teeth again.

"I just saved your life," Song Sidao, "Miss Lu, don't you hope so too? If it weren't for the few seconds of being frozen, by the time I came to save you, the blood in the aorta should have been sprayed out." It's all over the place."

Lu Ling sat upright in the chair, the last trace of blood on his lips disappeared, as if he had turned into a sculpture.

Chu Mingyi turned off the microphone and asked Yu Yiming, "What did you say?"

"No," Yu Yiming shook his head, "I only said a guess about the timing."

Chu Mingyi snorted: "That's what he found out? Lu Ling really saved himself?"

Yu Yiming had just repaired the clock in his head last night, and he was 100% sure that the "frozen seconds" did not exist. He said affirmatively, "Impossible. The time after she was unconscious was normal. Xiao Si lied to her."

Chu Mingyi: "..."

He looked at the interrogation room with complicated emotions. The fishing just now seemed to be successful. Lu Ling's face changed, and he was silent for a long time, and his lips moved silently.

Song Sidao: "Miss Lu, as you know, I had an accident recently, and the things in my brain are in a state of extreme hunger.

"According to the plan, your first operation has been arranged tonight. After removing the mutated organs, come to my place to feed a few times. The pain, insomnia, mania and other symptoms will be greatly relieved. Although it cannot be cured, it can barely be cured. Blend into society like a normal person, find an ordinary job again, and start a new life."

Lu Ling, who had just climbed back from the life-and-death line, gave a wry smile.

Emotions are not her own. The young doctor in front of her is holding the rope around her neck. She feels irresistibly dependent, nostalgic, and even wants to cry.Since adulthood, there has never been such a rich emotional change.

Lu Ling leaned back in the chair, as if wanting to save the last dignity, asked palely and expressionlessly, "Is your lie detector accurate?"

Hearing this meant that he was not ready to let go.

"As for the equipment, who knows," Song Si smiled, "Try it, it will be settled quickly."

Lu Ling only looked at him, his lips were tightly closed, but his shoulders were still trembling slightly.Chu Mingyi said: "Connect, her emotional defense line has been loosened, and she can release it."

Xu Xinxin picked up the helmet again and put it on Lu Ling's head. She didn't dodge this time.

Song Si exchanged glances with Fu Xi, he took out his helmet, imitated Xu Xinxin's movement just now, and put it on his head.

The surroundings instantly became pitch black, and even the sound was completely blocked, and finally only half of Chu Mingyi's sentence was heard: "Fu Xi, don't mess around, listen..."

The outside world is cut off, leaving only air.

Song Si felt a familiar calm, as if in a friendly and trusting environment, the "butterfly" who had been restless because of the treatment of Lu Ling settled down, stretched comfortably in his mind, and slowly invaded the body's core. sensory awareness.

With a beep, the mechanical male voice reminded "connected", the pure pitch black gradually turned into dark gray, and then gradually became lighter, and an unknown object vaguely emerged from it.

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears, it seemed to be very close to him, and said with a smile: "Welcome to the sea of ​​consciousness. Anything that happens here, only the two of us know.

"The camera can't take pictures, the recordings can't be recorded, the executor is me, and the monitor is you. Even if one party deliberately does not cut off the connection due to personal grievances, causing the other party to sleep or even die, there will be no questioning or accusation after going out."

Song Sidao: "Fu Xi, your thoughts are very dangerous."

Fu Xi smiled unhurriedly: "I haven't finished yet."

"That's why, as I said before, the key to a successful interrogation is trust. 100% trust without leaving any room. I trust you completely, Xiao Si.

"But at the same time, this is another kind of danger. Since you have lost your memory, I would like to remind you of one thing. The Special Investigation Bureau has always held a complicated and contradictory attitude towards the relationship between interrogators and inspectors: mutual distrust, there will be Accident risk; too much trust in each other, there is a risk of collusion and tampering with confessions.

"So, at the end of the interrogation, we'll be separated into two fully enclosed rooms, and do a very detailed retelling of the interrogation, and once there's a difference in detail between us...I don't think you'd want to try their polygraph package .”

Song Si raised his eyebrows. Are these words telling him not to change his confession?The identity of "Song Si" is not revealed until the end of the novel. Could it be that Fu Xi has already sensed that the former owner is wrong at this time?

Or maybe it's just a general reminder?

He had just turned around twice in his mind, when the world suddenly spun in front of his eyes, the fragmented worlds quickly intertwined and overlapped, and a relatively complete space full of weirdness was extracted.

Everything around is like a black-and-white film, covered with a layer of indescribable gray dust particles.Everything is floating in mid-air, similar to bedroom walls, floors, sofas, windows, TVs...all floating scatteredly, but people can stand on the floor normally.Song Si found himself standing in the middle of the room, looked around, and found that this "room" had no ceiling, the top of the head was dark and no light could be seen, and the upper part of the wall was very depressingly bent inward, like a well that could not escape.

He tried to move in this world, and just as he took a step, his whole body seemed to be about to jump up.When he stood still again, he found that his body was in a translucent state. He tried to reach out to grab the photo frame on the bedside table. His palm passed through the photo frame, and he could only feel a little air resistance. The photo frame swayed, and then stood still. went back.

In the photo frame is Lu Ling when he was young, wearing a white skirt, standing straight in front of the university gate, but there is no smile on his face, and he is looking at the camera with a gloomy expression.

Song Si turned his gaze away, facing a pair of black and white eyes.

Standing on the other side of the bed was a tall man, wearing pajamas, with half-wet hair, and very ordinary facial features, who was looking in his direction tentatively.The moment the two people's eyes intersected, Song Si's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, his blood flowed backwards, and he took half a step back unconsciously——

Liu Cenning!

Even though the original book only gave a simple description of his appearance, Song Si still recognized him instantly!

But at this moment, "Liu Cenning" across from him gave him a slight smile.

Song Si was slightly taken aback, a familiar feeling welled up in his heart, his accelerated heartbeat slowly began to fall again, he realized that this was not the real Liu Cenning, but Fu Xi who was thrown in together with him.

Obviously different from him, Fu Xi has an entity in this world.

After confirming the location of his companion, Fu Xi walked around in this "room" with a natural posture, looking very relaxed, as if he was in his own home, and asked the person in the sofa: "What time is it?"

Only then did Song Si notice that there was another person on the sofa.He controlled his speed, walked slowly to the front of the sofa, and saw the master of this world——Lu Ling.

The Lu Ling here is very different from the real Lu Ling. The person on the sofa is fatter, has a ruddy complexion, fair skin, and even a bit of a double chin. Compared with the real world, she subconsciously—or in my own expectation—is more like Lu Ling. An ordinary, happy woman.

Song Si looked at her, his pupils began to shrink, something automatically connected between them, and the emotions belonging to Lu Ling were transmitted clearly, a hundred times clearer than the perception of the outside world, even the slightest fluctuations were well understood.

Song Si remembered a description: roundworms in the stomach.

No wonder Fu Xi chose him to be the supervisor.

Now Lu Ling's mood is stable, a little depressed but not serious, she heard Fu Xi's voice, and stood up from the sofa.At the same time, a clock appeared out of thin air on the wall opposite her, and the clock showed that the time was eleven fifteen.

"[-]:[-]," Lu Ling said, "Brother Ning, don't talk about that, let's go to sleep."

As she said that, she took off her silk nightgown, which was vacuum.

Song Si almost couldn't resist the urge to inhale, and looked away in embarrassment.

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