[Comprehensive British and American] After amnesia

TO: Sister Rebecca

My sister hasn't come back until now. Mom and Dad said that my sister is still busy, but she has already agreed to take me to the comic exhibition. Today is the last day of the comic exhibition. I can't contact my sister, so I can only come to find her There you are, Sister Rebecca.

Can you ask my sister if she is free today?If you are not free, can you take me there?

FROM: Kerry Carter.

Rebecca always felt that Kerry's request was a bit strange, but after thinking about it carefully, she had nothing to plot. Maybe Kerry really needed a sister to take him to the comic exhibition.

Rebecca decided to take Kerry to the comic exhibition. After all, she promised the kid in person last time that she could come to her for anything. Now, although she is not in a very good mood, she can still go out for a stroll.

Do you want to go with Peter, I haven't seen Peter for a while.

Thinking of this, Rebecca called Peter directly before replying to Carrie.

The phone rang for a long time and finally got through.

"Hi, Peter, I'm Rebecca."

"Hi, Rebecca, what can I do for you?" Peter was a little out of breath. He was just agitated and ran too fast.

"You're breathing so hard, are you tired now?" Rebecca heard Peter's heavy breathing coming from the microphone.

"No, it's nothing, I just finished exercising." The kind and upright Peter was a little guilty.

"Oh, then are you free soon? Do you want to go to the comic exhibition?"

"Ah! You want to go to the Comic Con." If it was normal, Peter would definitely seize this opportunity to meet Rebecca. However, Peter, who was just frightened, felt that it would be better for him to take it easy and avoid showing his flaws. .

"But I have something to do later, can I go tomorrow?"

"That's it, then okay, let's make an appointment another day."

"I'll call you tonight. How about treating you to dessert tomorrow? Last time, the store released new products." Peter has been paying attention to that store ever since he knew that Rebecca was full of praise for that store last time. business.

"Well! Really. Well, we'll talk about it tonight. Good-bye!"

"Goodbye, remember to come back early in the evening."

"Got it, hang up."

The affection that had been stranded for a while resurfaced in her heart, and Rebecca felt that when she heard Peter's concern, her cheeks must have turned red, and a feeling of reluctance welled up in her heart.

calm!Rebecca!Available to call this evening, email Kerry now!

Rebecca patted her blushing face vigorously, and began to reply to Carrie, agreeing on a time to meet.

Rebecca was waiting at the appointed place, looking around for Kerry.

There are a lot of people who come to the comic show, as if everyone is preparing to reminisce for the last time on the last day.Rebecca looked at her watch, it was already past the appointed time, why hasn't Kerry come yet?

A 12-year-old boy should be fine!

Is it because there are too many people and I haven't seen him yet?

Rebecca took out her cell phone and dialed Kerry's number, but no one answered.

It's broken, nothing really happened, right?

Rebecca became anxious. Ever since she was almost killed by a pervert and was rescued by the FBI in time, she has been paying attention to related news. She also knows that there are many terrible pedophiles now, and some of them are not limited to masturbation. , but really do substantial harm to children.

Rebecca was pacing around, talking non-stop on Kerry's phone.

Suddenly, in a quiet alley that was a bit too much, I heard the ringing of the mobile phone.

Rebecca stopped immediately, and she had a bad premonition in her heart.

No one would have thought that not far from Manzhan, in the downtown area, there is such a secluded small place, as if it is a world of its own, incompatible with the hustle and bustle separated by a wall.

Rebecca didn't go in immediately, she looked around, there was no abnormal person.Then I hung up the phone, and the ringing stopped immediately.Dial Kerry's phone again, and the bell inside will ring.

The bad premonition came true, and it seemed that it was really Carrie's phone.

Rebecca refuses to think about what it would be like to have a little boy's phone in his pocket appear in a line of travel that wasn't even in his path, preferring to believe that it wasn't Kerry's phone and that it was just a coincidence; or that Kerry's phone was just I accidentally lost it, and by chance, the phone arrived here.

Rebecca called Jarvis.

"Hello, Miss Rebecca."

"Jarvis, I need your help right now. Can you help me call the police, right now, right now, something bad may have happened to a 12-year-old I know, and I'm going in now."

"Yes, Miss Rebecca. Locating. Locate complete. Calling 911."

"Well, Jarvis, I'll go in now."

"Miss Rebecca, I highly recommend that you go in by yourself now, the response speed of the police in downtown New York is average..."

"It's too late, Jarvis." Rebecca interrupted Jarvis's persuasive words. If Kerry really missed the time to rescue because of the little time she waited, then how could she Sorry for the dead Anna.

"Please don't hang up, Miss Rebecca."

"No problem, Jarvis, I still know that." Rebecca walked cautiously into the alley.

"Jarvis, I need to call Kerry now, can you help me?"

"Please wait a moment, I'm calling Kerry Carter." Jarvis quickly found the corresponding number from Rebecca's mobile phone and dialed it.

Soon the phone rang again in the alley.

Following the sound, Rebecca saw the flashing mobile phone not far from the overflowing trash can.

"I see, Jarvis." Rebecca walked quickly to the phone.

The moment they approached, a black figure suddenly emerged from the trash can and sprayed a white spray on Rebecca's face.

Rebecca felt something was wrong the moment she saw the black shadow, but before she had any reaction, she was knocked down by the oncoming spray.

It's over, it's all designed for yourself.These were Rebecca's last thoughts as her consciousness sank into darkness.

"Miss Rebecca, have you got your cell phone? Miss Rebecca, can you call me back?"

"Dududu..."

Jarvis, who heard the busy signal, also quickly discovered that something was wrong, and quickly opened an emergency call to notify Tony Stark.

Consciousness gradually returned, and Rebecca rolled her eyes, trying hard to open them.

The light outside was too harsh, and the result of Rebecca's impatience was that her eyes were stimulated to tears.

There was no other way but to slowly move the eyeballs, the eyes started to emit light from a slit to touch the eyeballs, and finally opened the eyes.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Rebecca's face instantly turned pale.

This is the sealed room without doors and windows in the dream. Although the doorknob that is almost invisible can be seen, Rebecca is sure that this is the room that collapsed bit by bit in the dream.

Rebecca tried her best to calm herself down, concentrating on waking up her body, which was still immersed in the medicine, bit by bit.

However, she found that her hands and feet were not tied, and she was fixed on a chair fixed in the center of the room.

What's happening here?Is it the same perverted person we met last time?

Rebecca kept moving her hands and feet, trying to release the restraints and escape the predicament, but the reality was that only her wrists and ankles were rubbed red, and she was still fixed in place.

Soon, Rebecca was out of strength, and Rebecca didn't even notice that she was almost just not making any big movements, and then she was panting and could hardly move at all.

The exhausted Rebecca couldn't tell whether it was the excessive weakness caused by the medicine or other reasons. She could only try to recall what she had seen before. What should I do when I encounter this kind of situation?But the mind went blank.

Do you want to call someone?Or wait for the bad guys to come to the door by themselves?

Just as Rebecca was struggling, the door opened.

A group of well-trained men in uniform entered.

Rebecca watched the group of people who were obviously not ordinary perverts come in, her heart began to beat violently, she didn't know if it was because of fear or what.

Obviously, these people perform their duties, there are people in white coats holding folders, and there are people in military uniforms with a strong figure.

I have fallen into the hands of a terrorist organization!And this is not an ordinary terrorist organization, but a terrible organization that can really fight against the country.

A group of white coats, under the signal of the leading man in military uniform, came forward and surrounded themselves with a bunch of instruments to start testing, writing and drawing in notebooks, and recording various data.

Rebecca became weaker and weaker, and the white coat was only for inspection without injecting any medicine.

Rebecca felt worse and worse, almost like a puppet doll, slumped on the chair weakly relying on the restrained place.

I don't know how long it took, the group of white coats finally finished, and the man in military uniform waited patiently, looking at Rebecca on the chair.

Rebecca, who had passed the inspection, looked at a certain part of the room blankly, and the only remaining rationality told her that there was something wrong with this room, and that she was not weakened because of drugs or other things, at least It's different from the type of drug that fascinates me, otherwise it doesn't make sense for me to keep weakening like this, while others don't respond.

One of the people in the white coat, who seemed to be the most qualified, exchanged a few words with the man in military uniform in a language that Rebecca couldn't understand but felt very familiar.

Then I saw the man in military uniform open the notebook and start to read in the language we just communicated with.

"Hope, Oxygen, Thirteen, Dusk, Flame, Six, Hook, Five, Rope, Arm."

Rebecca felt that the man in front of her was like a wizard with a magic wand, casting a spell on herself with a magic wand.However, what surprised Rebecca was that there seemed to be something about to move in her brain.

The man who saw that Rebecca didn't respond was not surprised, but asked his subordinates to connect Rebecca to a machine with a bunch of messy wires.

Rebecca's bad premonition grew stronger, until the man gave the person who controlled the machine a positive look.

A current surged from one temple of his own, then impacted his entire brain, and then slowly pushed to the other side until the entire brain was under the control of the current.

Rebecca painfully just wanted the man opposite to shoot herself happily.

I don't know if it is more enjoyable to directly stab the temple with a knife?

The actual power-on time didn't seem to be long, but Rebecca felt as if she had been tortured for a century, and the sweat had already wetted her hair, falling drop by drop along the hair along the direction of gravity.

Rebecca felt as if she could understand what the other party was saying.

The man in the military uniform said, "What's the result? Is it still effective?"

The man who was asked respectfully replied: "Sir, our brainwashing device is still there, and the password is still effective, but there is a barrier that seems to block and weaken the effect of the password and the device."

"You have a way."

"Yes, Sea Snake can do it if you come forward. Now that Sea Snake has not returned from its mission, if you are in a hurry, it may be effective to bring the latest experimental product."

The author has something to say: What is the experimental product? ?

Do you want to guess, little fairy?

Hint: Suspense left ahead.