Lost Memories
A sharp pain shot through Mo Yang's head as a wave of pain instantly washed over him.
"What are you doing to me?" Mo Yang shook his body frantically, trying to tear off the control devices and free his restrained hands and feet.
The voice from the monitor came again, "Since Professor Mo is in such a hurry, I might as well give you a heads-up. We have high hopes for Professor Mo, especially for what he possesses that doesn't exist in this world. It has to be said that this is a magnificent treasure that is unique in the world. Therefore, without your permission, we have created a replica of you. This version also contains even more wonderful qualities that you don't have. When you see him, you will know what the greatest work of art in the world is."
Reissue? Could it be...?
"Where did you get my genes from?"
"Professor, you are indeed clever. I won't beat around the bush either. Do you still remember your habit of carelessly tossing your water glass around?"
Water cup?
I can't remember where I put it, I can't find it...
Mo Yang was still lost in thought when he heard a loud shout from the monitor—"We did it! We did it!"
Mo Yang looked up at the surveillance camera, puzzled, but caught a glimpse of a figure that looked remarkably like himself out of the corner of his eye.
The figure was now projected onto the screen in front of him.
Standing next to him was a mechanical being with a mechanical body, seemingly straight out of a science fiction movie.
The opening and closing motion convinced Mo Yang of the person's existence.
"Thank God for the gift of such great genetic performance and memory properties. I am grateful for everything."
The machine closed its eyes, as if immersed in its own world.
"Why do you want to replicate me so badly?" Mo Yang couldn't help but interrupt him.
The humanoid figure on the screen opened its eyes and stared at Mo Yang with an almost doubtful expression. "Can't I have a friend if I want to?"
Mo Yang cursed a hundred times in his heart, but in the end, he finally let it go.
As long as you're happy.
"Now you can let me go. I'm no longer of any use to you. After all, you already have me."
Mo Yang's tone seemed to carry a hint of teasing, but his expression still revealed a great deal of tension.
"Don't worry, I'll let you go. But before that, you must take a good look at me, otherwise, you might not remember me after you go back."
Mo Yang thought to himself, "Is this guy crazy? How does he even exist with such a lunatic mind?"
The hand that wanted to rub its forehead was still firmly restrained at its side.
"I can remember you, but could you please let go of my hand first? Anyone would feel pain after being held for so long. Do you think everyone is like you, covered in metal plates and numb?"
These words seemed to instantly enrage the person in front of them, and the screen immediately went dark.
Mo Yang's head suddenly felt like it was being pulled by something, and the pain caused him to faint.
When he woke up again, Mo Yang was in a hospital.
The familiar layout and the familiar bed made Mo Yang instantly know where he was.
Looking up, the person in front of me was also familiar.
Is this some kind of callback game?
"You're awake."
The voice remained cold.
"How did I end up here again? What happened to me this time?"
"What happened? Don't you remember anything?"
The conversation sounded familiar again. Mo Yang felt a hissing pull on his head and dared not move around much. He could only remain in the same position, facing the person who had asked the question.
"Tell me, have I time-traveled again? What year is it now?"
The person opposite him finally showed a look he had never seen before.
"Alright, just kidding. We haven't even built the machine yet, how could we possibly time travel a second time, and in the same situation? Thinking about this gives me a headache, so stop beating around the bush and just tell me what happened." Mo Yang's tone carried a distinctly gloomy undertone.
This time, the person in front of him did not hesitate and directly told him the truth.
“You disappeared for a full 7 hours. Two hours ago, someone found you at the entrance of this hospital.”
What? He disappeared... Wait, the most recent thing he remembers... is yesterday discussing with everyone whether it's possible for humans to leave the solar system. As for today...
What happened to everyone else today besides me?
Mo Yang stared intently into the eyes of the person in front of him.
The person who was seated didn't waste time and made his point clearly.
"Someone put up a smokescreen at the research institute, making people think it was on fire. It was during this panic that you were taken away."
Fire broke out... He was taken away...
He had absolutely no recollection of it. And thinking about those seven hours that had vanished…
Mo Yang quickly reached out and touched his body. In front of this person, he lifted his clothes and thoroughly examined himself. Before he could finish, the person sitting down spoke first, "The doctor has examined you. There are no wounds. There are only signs that you were controlled."
Mo Yang touched the rough red marks on his wrist, and when he rolled up his trouser leg, he saw similar marks on his ankle.
"How far has technology advanced to the point where it can cause people to lose their memories?"
Mo Yang's question seemed to have coincidentally met the thoughts of the person in front of him.
"We have invited the most advanced R&D experts in the field of brain-computer interfaces in China. They are on their way and are expected to arrive in about 6 hours."
Mo Yang raised his hand and touched the back of his head.
Things always have to be faced.
The wait was too long.
"Can I go back to the research institute in the next few hours?" He ate his meal listlessly, his hand barely moving as he put food into his mouth.
"Theoretically, it is not allowed."
As soon as he said it, a clear look of disappointment appeared on Mo Yang's face.
"But if you want to go back, I can send someone to follow you."
Upon hearing the next sentence, Mo Yang suddenly felt energized, and he eagerly devoured everything in his hands.
Who says this person is heartless? This person is incredibly humane.
The two accompanying him escorted Mo Yang back to the research institute.
Mo Yang rushed to the laboratory immediately.
Seeing everyone standing there safely, Mo Yang finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Are you alright?
When everyone saw Song Yize, they immediately surrounded him in circles.
Some were watching hands, others were touching feet.
What are you doing!
Mo Yang felt the touch of human flesh and jumped up immediately.
"Check if there are any injuries. Why are you making such a fuss?"
Mo Yang was breathing heavily, and his eyes, which were fixed on Fan Siwen, were filled with fear and defensiveness.
Just now at the hospital, Mo Yang's body showed no physical reaction at all, but after being touched by Fan Siwen, his body reacted much more strongly than expected.
Looking at his body's reaction, Mo Yang was certain that he must have encountered something.
"Your condition is a physical reaction to the disaster." The young man was calm and composed, but his voice betrayed his worry.
"You still have injuries around your feet. What exactly happened to you?" Fan Siwen's voice was trembling with sobs, something Mo Yang had never heard before.
Mo Yang glanced at the four people standing around him, then at the people in front of him, and blurted out, "I'm fine." But the signals in his eyes blinked and rushed straight into Fan Siwen's brain, completing a complete loop in Fan Siwen's mind.
Fan Siwen ignored him and said indifferently, "Your life is not as important as the experimental research. Besides, these soldiers have been working hard all day, let them rest for a while." As she spoke, her eyes never left Mo Yang.
Seeing this, Mo Yang didn't care too much and told the others the whole story.
"In other words, you don't know where you were taken or what kind of trouble someone caused you?"
"That word is 'lu,' pronounced once, not three times. Just hearing it makes my mouth water with braised food."
"I can tell you're a big glutton. I'm talking to you about serious matters now, don't interrupt. I'll buy you some braised food later."
"Hmm." Mo Yang's response was unclear, whether it was in response to the previous question or to the sudden, unspoken desire for food that had just been fulfilled.
“Let’s analyze this. You disappeared at 7 a.m. and now you’ve returned safely without any loss. This is the first suspicious point.”
After thinking for a moment, Mo Yang nodded.
“Your phone rang last night; that’s the second suspicious point.”
My phone rang? I don't remember it.
As he spoke, Mo Yang quickly took out his phone and checked his call logs.
"It rang, and it was really loud; it woke me up."
Looking at the page with no unfamiliar call records, Mo Yang began to have vague suspicions about everything.
"And then what? Do you remember? I answered the phone, or..."
"Of course I went back to sleep after that, who knows what you did afterwards."
Fan Siwen's words were as good as saying nothing at all.
The following can be disregarded, but based on the preceding information, Mo Yang has already generally found a direction.
He believed that this matter was definitely related to that phone call and that number.
At the hospital.
What have you found on your end?
"There are obvious signs that he was bound. Judging from the shape of the marks, it seems that some kind of experimental research was conducted, but we don't know exactly what it was. His memories of this period of time have been erased. What we can be sure of is that the kidnapper is skilled in brain-computer interface technology, or has a whole skilled technical team supporting him. But we still cannot make a judgment about what all of this ultimately points to."
"This has greatly narrowed down the scope of our follow-up investigation. You've worked hard. Calm him down and leave the rest to me. I'll need your help with the final touches."
The man seemed to want to say something, but hesitated and stopped.
"In a secret operation, everyone must know only so much, focus on their own part, and not ask about anything else."
"clear."
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