Oracle [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 060 One of the true and false has the upper hand.

Just as he thought, the enthusiasm has been burning for two days and there is no sign of letting go.

Song Si didn't want to go to the hospital, so Chu Mingyi sent him to the first department and was put on an IV in the lounge.

In order to let him have a good rest and not be a monster, Chief Chu even took away his mobile phone and left him a copy of the "Code of Conduct for Civil Servants, Sixth Edition".

The fever was severe, and Yang Ke prescribed a lot of medicine. Song Si couldn't do anything, but could only sit in the chair from morning to afternoon, watching the medicine drop by drop and flow into his blood vessels.

It seems that Chu Mingyi and his colleagues were taken to investigate again. No one came to see him all day, and he was left alone in the lounge. Occasionally, only Yang Ke came to help him take his temperature. Every time the measurement was the same A temperature, every time Yang Ke would sigh with emotion why the fever did not subside.

Song Si smiled and said nothing, he knew that no matter how much he tried to draw water, it would not help.

The heat was burning from a deeper place, and the struggle between reality and fiction tore his body and spirit.Until one side completely gains the upper hand, the heat will continue.

He honestly stayed in the first department for a whole day, and when he got off work, the drip was finally finished. He pulled out the needle and came back to the third department.

The office of the third department was empty, everyone was called away, and Wang Jiawen didn't know which department he was transferred to.

It was 05:30 in the afternoon. Song Si put on thick clothes, a hat and a mask, and took the car keys and mobile phone that Chu Mingyi put on the desk.

The parking lot was full of colleagues returning home from get off work. Song Si put his hat down and found Chu Mingyi's car in a low-key manner—this time, he drove the black Audi, which was parked among all kinds of private cars. It looked unremarkable inside.

Song Si just drove away the leader's car openly and aboveboard.

The navigation destination is in the old town of M City. The bad road conditions meet the evening rush hour, and the traffic jam is so jammed that you can't see the end of the red light at a glance.He opened the glove box, and as expected, he found a pocket gun, half a pack of cigarettes, an expensive lighter that was casually discarded, and a red torn T-shirt.

He put the pocket gun in his pocket, opened the car window, and lit a cigarette.

The continuous high fever made his hands tremble. Outside the car window, cold air mixed with the smell of gasoline poured in. The car whistled, the owner of the car next door quarreled with his wife, the hawker on the roadside, and the mechanical sound of the navigation reminding the speed limit... ...all mixed together, with a real smell of fireworks everywhere, spreading into Song Si's humming eardrum from all directions.

He smoked a whole cigarette before the red light moved forward by one.

Chu Mingyi's life-threatening series of calls rang, Song Si pretended not to notice, and turned the car into the narrow concrete road with difficulty.

This section is basically houses waiting to be demolished. There is a puddle on the left and a puddle on the right. Motor vehicles, bicycles and people all go on the same road. He had to slow down the speed of the vehicle and slowly move to the innermost part of the alley. , the navigation reminded him: "You have arrived at your destination."

Song Si randomly found a parking space on the side of the street, parked the car, pulled out the key and prepared to get out of the car.

The car recording suddenly turned on automatically, and a familiar voice roared in the car:

"Go back to the game right now! Do you know what your situation is now? You didn't say hello and run out alone, are you going to piss us off?!"

Another voice followed closely behind: "Sisi, has your fever gone? We didn't leave you in the first department. There is a very important meeting in the afternoon about the investigation results of Hong Yi and Zhu Hongjia's case, so we ..."

Chu Mingyi's voice grabbed the conversation again: "Come back now, do you hear me?"

Song Si couldn't help but smile a little, and said softly, "Okay, I'll be right back."

After speaking, he got out of the car and closed the door.

In front of him was a somewhat crude school gate with a sign of "Qicheng Kindergarten" hanging on the gate.

At this point, the kindergarten is out of school, and there is a lock on the school gate.There are two itinerant vendors selling snacks by the school gate. The peak season has just passed, and the boss is sitting on the street chatting with his peers.

Song Si walked over and said, "Give me a pancake with shredded potatoes."

"Okay, wait a minute," the uncle stood up from the plastic stool, "Are you here to pick up the children? This spot is all gone, so call home quickly and ask if you are home?"

Song Sidao: "No, I was just passing by and smelled that your booth smells so good. Is this kindergarten still open? I thought it was closed down. It looks so shabby."

The uncle quickly spread out a piece of bread, took the conversation and said: "There is only such a kindergarten in the village, and it is not bad to have this kind of kindergarten."

Song Si glanced at the appearance inside again, and said, "Have you been driving for a long time?"

The uncle laughed and said, "Hahaha, it looks a little broken, but it actually opened the year before last. It used to be an orphanage, but it was refurbished and turned into a kindergarten."

Song Si also laughed twice: "This... sounds unlucky."

The uncle said: "At first everyone thought so, but there is only such a family nearby, so it doesn't matter if everyone wants to make it convenient. Here, your finger cake."

Song Si took the pancake and scanned the QR code to pay.

The Audi car was still too conspicuous to park on this kind of road. Song Si drove the car out again, parked it beside the nearby vegetable market, and then went around into the alley from the other side, and went around to the back of the kindergarten.

The back door is only 1.6 meters high, surrounded by several fences for show, not to mention security measures, a posture of "preventing gentlemen but not villains".Song Si glanced around and didn't see pedestrians or cameras, so he turned into the garden with one hand.

The kindergarten is very small, with a playground and two low buildings, all of which are gone.

The size and location of the playground, the height and direction of the buildings are all exactly the same as those he saw in Wang Jiawen's consciousness. At a glance, it can be seen that they are renovated on the basis of the original buildings. Some of the renovated walls have even fallen off, revealing the familiar inside. grayish cement wall.

Song Si walked to the middle of the playground, his eyes slowly gliding over all of this.

His breathing was accelerating uncontrollably, and sweat oozes from his hot hands.

All the scenes he saw in the sea of ​​consciousness are real...

Even in the middle of the playground, there is also a swing, mixed among the crude entertainment facilities.

The swing was still where it was supposed to be, it was just re-enhanced, decorated and made new.Song Si walked slowly to the front of the swing, supported the iron chain, and sat down.

The swing was a little too small and too low for him now.

After sitting down and looking at the low building, the perspective is different again, and the sense of familiarity is getting stronger and stronger.The door of the low building still opened towards this side, it was no longer dark, but was painted light green, and in Song Si's eyes, it still looked like the mouth of some kind of beast, wide open, waiting for food to enter.

Song Si closed his eyes, and the experience in the sea of ​​consciousness reappeared in his mind.

The gloomy sky, the cold autumn wind, Wang Jiawen standing at the door waiting for him to eat together, the indifferent Xiao Song Si, the sea of ​​insects, the blood, the dagger...

A strong sense of illusion surged in his heart, and unreal memories overlapped with the real world here.

Why does he have false memories?Is the plot of the book true?

Could he be just Song Si's sub-personality, taking over this body after the main personality collapsed?

Song Si rubbed his face hard, breathing heavily, squeezed the phone in his pocket, and opened his eyes again.

An old man on crutches was standing at the door of the low building, the same position as Wang Jiawen stood in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Song Si's heart tightened, and he met the old man's eyes from afar.

The old man tapped his cane twice, gave him a strange look, but turned around and prepared to enter the kindergarten without saying anything.

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