In the silence, Jiang Chen stood in front of a bright red national flag, with top experts from various fields in the country below him.
As the main speaker of this seminar, he was calm and straightforward after a brief opening speech: "The main content of this meeting is..."
At the same time, He Qianjian woke up in the headquarters hospital two kilometers away in District 10.
His consciousness was still a little fuzzy. All he could see was the ceiling and unnamed instruments on both sides, which reminded him that he was in the hospital. When he came to his senses a little, the pain in his body made him take a deep breath. With this breath, his chest made a sound like a broken bellows, and he gasped in pain and suddenly had difficulty breathing.
"I……"
He opened his mouth to speak, but only hoarse syllables came out, which did not alarm anyone. Only the voice in his mind, which had been with him since his death and rebirth, noticed his new arrival.
【You are awake.】
This electronic sound seemed to be no different from the previous one, but it also seemed a little strange. However, the pain in his body and the unknown situation made He Qianjian unable to think about anything else. He immediately asked: [Am I out? Where am I? ]
System: [You are not in prison now...]
He Qianjian felt relieved, but before he could be happy, he heard the system say coldly: [You are in a place more dangerous than prison.]
【What's the meaning? 】
You will find out soon enough.
As soon as the system finished speaking, medical staff pushed the door open.
He Qianjian turned his head with difficulty and saw several people in blue clothes and white masks walking towards him. Some were holding notebooks, some were adjusting instruments, and they were talking in low voices, as if they were checking his body.
He strained to open his eyes, and a hoarse sound came from his throat. Although half of the sound was blocked by the oxygen mask, it was still clear enough to attract attention in the quiet and orderly ward.
Someone cast a look at He Qianjian, then looked away. They were wearing masks and didn't even seem to need to communicate. A look was like someone came in quietly and left without a sound. No one said a word to him.
Such solemnity and order, in a ward filled with cold instruments and white, suddenly made He Qianjian panic. Fear surged in his heart, and he felt a little uneasy for some reason.
He was sure that he was now in a hospital outside. He should have felt happy, but the strange situation now made his joy disappear without a trace. The system's previous words "You will know soon" lingered in his ears, but thinking of what had happened before, He Qianjian found it difficult to determine whether it was safer to continue staying in prison or in this unknown ward.
No, He Qianjian had the answer instantly - any place was better than Cell No. 15, which was so dark that it was suffocating even though the lights were on, and so oppressive that it was enough to drive all living people crazy.
Whenever he thought back to everything that had happened after he was changed to another cell, goose bumps would appear on his back, cold sweat would run up his hair, and his scalp would gradually become numb.
After discovering that something was wrong with the cell, although he didn't know the reason, he was very tactful and quietly chose to be like the other people in the cell and be a decoration that didn't make any noise. He was always trembling with fear, and even dared not make any sound when sleeping. The continuous staying up late made him nervous, but at least he was safe.
At that time, He Qianjian thought that everything would be fine after he could get through this period and escape from prison.
However, during one of the exercises, he overheard a conversation between several prisoners. If they were on the street, they would have looked ferocious and ferocious, and ordinary people would not dare to provoke them. But at that time, they were hiding together secretly, and whispered in their voices full of malice and expectation:
"Ten cigarettes, I bet that kid can live for five days at most."
"I bet one pack, three days."
"Disabled or dead?"
"What the fuck is the difference?"
"One of those guys went crazy before, but isn't he still alive?"
“…”
He Qianjian was confused at first, he didn't understand what they were talking about, and he felt that he couldn't afford to offend them. He was about to leave when he heard the man say:
"He has two more days to live at most."
Several people asked excitedly, as if the person speaking knew some inside story, and their voices, which had been lowered just now, became louder.
Then He Qianjian heard the man say: "You only know that No. 15 was put in prison for killing people, but you don't know why he killed people. It seems that No. 15's family died when he was ten years old, leaving only him and his younger brother. He dropped out of school to raise his younger brother until college, but who knew that his brother died at the beginning of his freshman year..."
The man suddenly lowered his voice, and the other people's heads moved closer, so He Qianjian could not hear him, but he had to know the secret of the man who shared the cell with him.
These past few days, even though he had done nothing, that man seemed to be targeting him for some reason. He Qianjian had a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and his intuition told him that the bet they had just made was related to him.
He squatted in a hidden corner and said to the system: [Help me listen to what they are saying. ]
After the system came back to He Qianjian's side, it rarely spoke. But maybe for the sake of future cooperation, it would basically help as long as the request was not excessive. This time was no exception. In He Qianjian's head, the system's emotionless and cold retelling soon echoed: "...He was gang-raped to death. Those people were all his brother's classmates. One of them had a sister who seemed to be the girlfriend of a young man. I heard that the young man was only in junior high school or high school at that time. I don't know what the young man did, but he destroyed all the evidence found by No. 15, so those people were acquitted. No. 15 endured it for a year before killing two people..."
He Qianjian froze, and suddenly he thought of something. His face instantly went numb. He wanted to stand up, but he heard the sound of his teeth colliding. Then his whole body became numb and cold, and he couldn't move.
The voice relayed by the system was still ringing in my mind: [When he was about to kill the third person, No. 15 was arrested. I don’t know why he was not sentenced to death and is locked up here. And… I heard that the one who was blinded and the one who went crazy before were the other two people he wanted to kill.]
There was a faint sound of suppressed inhalation coming from afar. He Qianjian's pale face turned blue, and the dark circles under his eyes became more obvious. In his mind, the system simultaneously relayed: [Why are those two people locked up with him? ]
[No one knows, but I heard that the only person outside who didn’t come in also died in a car accident two years ago.]
[This is so fucking weird, I have goosebumps all over my body. ]
[But now that you put it, No. 15 didn't do anything to anyone else. He was just seeking revenge. The new person who went in won't necessarily be in trouble.]
[Hehehe...] The system imitated laughter coldly: [Do you know what the name of the young man who helped those criminals to erase the evidence was...]
He Qianjian was startled and couldn't listen any longer. He dragged his numb legs and staggered away.
——He asked the system to erase the evidence for him.
That girl was the most beautiful girl in their school. She had seduced countless boys with her mature face, which was different from the immature face of a junior high school student. In her previous life, that was the goddess who would not even give him a glance when she passed by him, but now she cried and asked him to help her brother.
He agreed without giving it much thought. It was easy for him. As for what her brother did, he wouldn't care even if he heard about it. If the boy hadn't seduced those men, this result wouldn't have happened. Otherwise, who would take the risk of having sex with a man if there were no women around? He deserved it.
As for the boy's brother, he is penniless and has no background, so he is not worth his attention at all. As long as the system is made cleaner, the He family will not know about it, and he can also have an extra girlfriend. Why not?
At that time, He Qianjian broke up with the girl after dating for three months. He didn't care about the girl, nor did he care what happened to her brother, so naturally he didn't know what happened later.
But now... He Qianjian felt like he was falling into an icy cave.
However, when the exercise session was over, he had to go back to the cell even though he didn't dare to. His already tense nerves were about to break at any time. The night before the book club, He Qianjian couldn't bear it and closed his eyes for a while. After waking up, he saw the man standing by his window.
Gloomy and ghostly, with deep hatred and malice, as if it would devour him at any time.
He Qianjian rolled and crawled off the bed, waking up all the inmates in the cell. He threw himself against the iron gate and shouted for help, and was finally taken out by the prison guards.
However, no matter what excuses he made, he could not escape the task that had already been assigned by the reading club. He had to set up the stage in front. Fortunately, he had already discussed with the system and only had to wait for the system to hack into the prison's monitoring system and wait until all electrical equipment failed. Then he would find a chance to escape.
But he didn't expect that the man had actually exchanged tasks with someone else and came here as well. He Qianjian's scalp tingled when he saw him. From his gloomy eyes to his skinny cheeks, everything was terrifying. He was so scared that he fell off the steel frame before he even waited for him to come over.
When I woke up again, I was here.
He Qianjian's recollection lasted only a few tens of seconds. When he finished his recollection, the door of the ward was pushed open again. Those people were wearing the same antibacterial suits and masks as the people who had just come in, but for some reason, his heart was pounding, as if he was warning of something.
Just when he was getting nervous, the person in the lead moved aside, and the people behind him pushed an instrument in. Then someone pushed the instrument closer, someone took out a few syringes filled with ice-cold reagents, someone stood next to the instrument and installed the suction cup-like things on it on his head one by one. The person holding the reagent raised his hand, as if he was about to inject it into his head.
He Qianjian was shocked and wanted to struggle immediately. However, when he moved, he realized that his limbs were tied with restraints and he couldn't move at all. He could only rack his brains to find a clue in the fear and confusion.
What are these people going to do?
Are they trying to inject something into his head?
Jiang Chen knew that he had a system, and maybe he also knew that the system was in his head. If he told the country about this, then this ward, the silent doctor, the strange instrument, and the needle in front of him would all be explained...
They're going to experiment on him!
It was naturally a great fortune to get the system, and He Qianjian was always pleased with himself, but occasionally he would have nightmares about being captured and tortured after people knew about the existence of the system. Those dreams gradually stopped as he grew up and as he used the system to manipulate most people without them noticing.
Until he learned that Jiang Chen knew about the existence of the system and might have the ability to destroy it, this nightmare began to haunt him again, making him unable to sleep well. Every time he woke up, he was covered in cold sweat.
The scene before him at this moment was so similar to the scene in his dream, it was simply a nightmare come true!
Seeing the needle getting closer and closer to him, He Qianjian became more and more desperate. He kept making hoarse sounds in his throat and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
The man holding the syringe frowned and asked the person next to him in confusion, "What is he doing?"
The person next to him said in a low voice: "Are you scared?"
"What's there to be afraid of?" The person who spoke had half of his face covered by a mask, but his tone sounded calm and relaxed.
Hearing their conversation, He Qianjian's eyes were red with anger. It was really a pity. They were not the ones being used as test subjects, so of course they could say that!
"It's just to fix the instrument. Does he think the needle will go into his head?"
"Maybe he might think we're using him for human experiments."
“No way…”
The conversation between the two people came out through the masks, and it was not clear, but it made He Qianjian suddenly sober.
Aren't they using him for human experiments?
He Qianjian's sudden silence and stiff movements clearly told these researchers that he really thought so.
One of them paused for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Didn't the information say he went to college? Don't you know that human experiments require informed consent? Can we still slice him?"
The man holding a hood-like thing frowned: "Stop talking nonsense and put it on first."
He Qianjian knew that these people would not hurt him. Although he was still afraid, he was relieved and consulted the system for countermeasures: [Where am I now? Who are these people? Can we escape? ]
The system did not make a sound, but a man wearing a mask who had already installed all the equipment looked at the computer screen with a strange look. Others also looked at the display screen with their backs to He Qianjian, and their expressions changed slightly.
These people were wearing masks and didn't speak. He Qianjian couldn't notice anything unusual about them. With no answer, he could only call the system over and over again. After waking up, his emotions fluctuated greatly. Now that he couldn't contact the system, he felt even more panicked. In his consciousness, the sound of calling the system went from yelling to shouting, and his chest heaved more violently.
The few people who had just come in exchanged glances and spoke a few words in a low voice, leaving only one person sitting next to the instrument to observe the situation and record the data.
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