Oracle [Transmigration Book]

But when I think about it carefully, there are many obvious mistakes.

In the novel, "Song Si" and "Liu Cenning" are people on two parallel lines, and they have no personal relationship other than conducting supernatural experiments together in secret.Not only are they 13 years apart in age, but they also have different concepts and principles for supernatural experiments, and the purpose of their embrace is even more different. They are just a temporary partner for convenience.

But from the interrogation just now, at least the following information can be confirmed.

First, "that person" has a deep bond with Liu Cenning, and there is a high probability that it is a relationship such as a lifesaver, mentor, or lover who has been in love for many years;

Second, Lu Ling met that person, knew his appearance, name, and basic information, and was even hypnotized because of it, setting up a safe word.But when she assassinated Song Si, she didn't show any special performance, and she didn't hesitate when she did it.

Third, everything Liu Cenning did was to protect him. For this reason, he did not hesitate to implant equipment in his brain in advance, cultivate his confidantes in advance, and make perfect preparations. The agencies are exhausted.On the other hand, Song Si walked away from the line of life and death twice in just a few days. The first time he was captured by someone, he had already died once, and there was a new person in his heart.

No matter how you look at it, Song Si doesn't look like the mastermind behind the scenes.

Thinking back carefully, this part of the plot was written in a hurry in the novel. After the finale, a tens of thousands of words of episodes were hastily arranged, which abruptly revealed the identity of Song Si, and by the way, gave out lunch boxes to the entire three departments.

He quickly thought of three possibilities.

One is that Song Si and Liu Cenning are deliberately killing themselves and preparing to escape their shells; the other is that his time travel has changed the logical line of the world, and the plot has also changed accordingly; Relying on this book to become popular, I am reluctant to end this story, and I am going to make a second part...

"Chuke, her signs are stable, she just passed out."

Xu Xinxin's voice pulled Song Si back from his thoughts.He raised his head and saw that Lu Ling was unconscious. Several colleagues handcuffed her, carried her to the push bed, and hurriedly pushed her away from the office area, presumably for medical assistance.

There were only three of them left in the office.

Fu Xi was also drenched, her bangs were sticking wet to her forehead, she stood beside the water dispenser and drank water, and after drinking, she wanted to wipe off her sweat with a paper towel on the desk, but her legs went limp as soon as she took the first step The whole person staggered and reached out to support the office chair.

He was still thinking about the safe words, and he murmured: "That person is definitely not simple, he can't be an ordinary person. He may be on par with me in hypnosis skills... No, it should be stronger than me. But in the Special Administration Bureau ..."

"Your section chief." Chu Mingyi said suddenly.

Fu Xi quickly said: "Impossible!"

"Okay, Fu Xi, you rest first," Chu Mingyi didn't say much, "I'm going to take Song Si downstairs to eat, and when I come back after eating, maybe the case will have a development that you and I can't think of. What do you want? Here you are Pack."

Fu Xi grabbed her messy hair, fell into the office chair, shook the back of the chair, and said wearily, "That's fine, I want fried chicken."

"Don't even think about fried chicken. In the morning, some porridge is almost the same," Chu Fascist Mingyi said, "Song Si, let's go."

Fu Xi's voice followed behind weakly: "Then ask me what to eat...Xiao Si, you can see, he is too bad! I want to eat fried chicken, fried chicken, the one just fried! "

With a "ding", the elevator door shut out his longing voice.

Song Si was still thinking about Liu Cenning, and his mind was a little distracted. Chu Mingyi called out a few words before he came back to his senses, and turned his head to meet a pair of sharp eyes.

Chu Mingyi's eyes are really long.

Danfeng eyes, the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, the lines are clean and neat, the eyelashes are distinct, and the pupils are black and bright. When looking at people, it seems that they can see all the inside of people.If they suddenly met, the five good and good people would have a sudden shock in their hearts, subconsciously wanting to reflect on what bad things they have done.

Song Si, who was not a good citizen, almost wanted to plead guilty.

He couldn't help but said, "You look good in glasses."

There was a little smile in those eyes.

Seemingly wanting Song Si to relax, Chu Ming chatted leisurely: "My eyesight is 5.1, do you know why I'm okay wearing glasses?"

Song Si's attention was attracted by him, and he asked, "Why?"

"When I was in school, I could hit ten with one hand, dominate the entire middle and high school department, and walk sideways when I saw everyone. Later, I got into trouble and was invited by the teacher to be a parent for three days. My brother couldn't bear it anymore. Warned me to keep a low profile, and took me to get a pair of plain glasses for me to wear every day."

"Then?"

Chu Mingyi put his arm on Song Si's shoulder again: "Then I found that they are not so afraid of me when they wear glasses, and some of the bolder schoolgirls who just came in even dared to hand me love letters .”

Song Si admired: "Your brother is amazing."

Chu Mingyi raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Song Si paused, and tentatively changed his words: "Is my brother good?"

Chu Mingyi's expression seemed to want to slap him.

Song Si moved to the side of the elevator, but luckily when the elevator opened, he strode away from the dangerous area first.

After walking for a while, he felt that it was not good to leave his colleagues behind, so Song Si slowed down again, and walked side by side with Chu Mingyi in the direction of the Po police station.

Chu Ming said, "Do you feel better now?"

"It's better," Song Si nodded, "Fu Xi said that he wants to enter my consciousness, who will monitor it then?"

Chu Mingyi put his hands in his pockets, and said, "Fu Xi will supervise, and I will execute it."

Song Si suddenly turned his head to look at him.

"Fu Xi's most powerful ability is hypnosis. He is the most suitable executor. You should have seen it just now. But now you are the only full-time supervisor in the bureau. You can't supervise, so you can only let him make do. It’s also good to control the emotions.”

Thinking of the interrogation just now, Song Si frowned slightly and said, "What exactly is the supervision going to monitor?"

"Surveillance, first of all, is to observe the entire interrogation." Chu Mingyi said, "The police must have a police recorder, and the interrogation must also have an interrogation video. Once you enter the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the current technology cannot monitor both parties. In order to To prevent possible legal risks, a third person must be present."

"Secondly, it is to ensure the safety of the executor. Interrogation by the Sea of ​​Consciousness is a very dangerous thing. In that environment, the executor can easily lose control. The supervisor is in a half-dedicated state, and can control the overall situation more rationally to prevent the occurrence of Accident."

Song Sidao: "When Lu Ling's sea of ​​consciousness counterattacked, I didn't do anything, and the connection was suddenly cut off."

Chu Mingyi smiled and said, "You cut it off."

Song Si let out a soft "ah", recalling the scene at that time.

After entering the sea of ​​consciousness, he has been in a strange state, which is very close to when he was undergoing treatment. The main consciousness of the brain is another "creature".

When the final flames were about to engulf Fu Xi, he was more like "waking up from a nightmare on his own initiative".

Something helped him make the right judgment.

Thinking about it this way, for some reason, Song Si belatedly craved ice cream.

Scratching my heart and lungs, the kind that makes goose bumps all over my body if I can't eat it.

He quickened his pace, and was led by Chu Mingyi to leave the police station, then went downstairs to the Special Investigation Bureau, and walked into the cafeteria on the first floor.

I don't know what time it is, the sky outside is still only dim, the street lights are still on, vehicles are passing by one after another on the road, and the cleaners are already cleaning the leaves on the side of the road.

Pushing open the door, the wind chime jingled, and the waiter said sweetly: "Welcome." They were the only two customers in the whole shop.

Before Song Si could speak, Chu Ming said, "Give him a vanilla ice cream first."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter took a cone of ice cream from the ice cream machine next to him and handed it to Song Si.

Eating ice on an empty stomach may cause diarrhea.

Such an idea popped up in Song Si's mind, and he bit it down.

The taste of artificial flavor and saccharin melted in his mouth, and while he was extremely moved, he was so cold that he inhaled.

Chu Mingyi ordered a lot of food next to him, packed another hot porridge and fried chicken, and found a seat by the window to sit down.

Song Si had already eaten the ice cream in two or three bites, even the crispy cone was eaten clean, and he almost licked his fingers.

Chu Mingyi took out a cigarette, didn't smoke, just bit it in his mouth and smelled it, looked at the cream left at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Drink something hot, it will hurt your stomach later."

Song Si rubbed his stomach, decided to take his proposal, and lowered his head to drink the warm millet porridge.

Chu Mingyi didn't eat, just sat opposite and looked at him.

Song Si drank half a bowl of porridge, looked up, and saw the bloodshot eyes and the green stubble on the chin of the person opposite, and his heart was touched.

He put down the spoon and asked, "Have you checked... for a long time?" While speaking, he subconsciously glanced at the service desk.

"It doesn't matter here." Chu Mingyi said. "Just don't talk about sensitive information."

Song Si nodded.

Chu Mingyi put down his cigarette, took a sip of boiled water, and said, "It's been a long time, for a whole year."

As he spoke, he paused for a while, and glanced at Song Si's right wrist: "I'll help you remember this."

Song Sidao: "What if we can't find out?"

Chu Mingyi raised his brows lightly, as if he had said something strange, and said firmly and lightly: "Impossible. Dig the entire Special Investigation Bureau three feet into the ground, and I will find him."

The author has something to say:

That's right, the author who decides to write the next one after one book becomes popular must be mine!