Chapter 46
As soon as he arrived at the base, Yu Gu Miao understood what Gin meant by the last step.
The current receded, and the incandescent light without any warmth coated his face. He raised his head and panted, staring at the simple light bulb with empty eyes.
Sweat had already soaked the hair in front of his forehead, and the water droplets dripped down the hair, making a small but clear sound when they fell to the ground.
Because of the electric shock, his body was twitching constantly and was tied to the recliner with a strap. His only right hand that could move seemed to be holding something.
Pain and numbness swept through his body. Yu Gu Miao subconsciously tightened the thing in his hand. His whole arm was shaking uncontrollably. His brain was completely blank due to the stimulation of the electric current, and his expression was a little dull.
Not knowing whether it was a few minutes or seconds, he gradually regained his consciousness and began to blink slowly and consciously, trying to eliminate the small black spots in front of his eyes due to staring at the scattered hair.
After coming to his senses, he realized that he had been pulling Gin's jacket. Because he was pulling too hard, even after he let go, the piece of cloth was still twisted together, leaving several wrinkles.
The suit jacket he was originally wearing had been thrown away somewhere, and the collar of the inner lining was open, revealing large areas of skin. The huge iron cage-like device next to it had several black lines, and the other end was sticking to his chest in a mess, and was faintly blocked by the turned-over cloth.
"Go on."
With a slight tinnitus, the man's voice exploded at the side, and Yu Gu Miao turned his head away, a restrained evasive action.
This action touched some nerve in the man, and the other party stretched out his hand and pulled his slightly long black hair unceremoniously, forcing him to turn his head to face himself.
The gun was stuffed back into his hand, and his muscles still retained the pain of being tortured by the electric current. He trembled and struggled for several times before he tightened the gun handle.
He mechanically raised his pistol and shot the man who was tied to the opposite wall and whose face could not be seen clearly.
To the side was Scotland.
At Gin's signal, he brought in the next tightly tied man without saying a word, and his face was hidden under the hood and could not be seen clearly.
Why is Jingguang here? Is he suspected? Gin will use the opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. He remembered that the public security seemed to have organized an undercover...
The sudden pain in his stomach interrupted his thoughts, followed by a strong and pressing panic. Yutani Miao wanted to hold back the strong desire to vomit, but how could a mortal body stop this spasm.
Just when he couldn't help turning his head to vomit, Gin sneered and pressed the switch. The current abruptly interrupted the action that had not yet started. He opened his mouth and leaned back on the chair, breathing deeply, trying to get out of the numbness and pain that could drown a person.
He felt that he was being corrected.
Every step, every movement, every hint was telling him that his behavior was wrong, and the urge to vomit caused by killing someone was abnormal behavior and needed to be corrected.
After an unknown amount of time, the person who had been standing behind him turned around and walked out of the cold prison. It seemed that he was going outside to smoke? Yu Gu Miao's ears were buzzing, and he could only hear whispers from the side, but he didn't have the strength to distinguish what was being said.
Then there were footsteps, and a slightly cool glass was pressed against his lower lip. The man controlled the strength very well, and the water moistened his lips bit by bit. His throat had been dry and sore for a long time due to the heavy sweating just now. Now that the water was brought to his mouth, he subconsciously wanted to swallow it in big gulps, but the man gently blocked it with his hand, allowing the water to flow slowly into his throat.
It took several times to finish a glass of water. Yu Gu Miao didn't have the strength to raise his head. He had to rely on the other person to gently hold his face so that he could slightly raise his head and swallow the water. The hands were cold at first, but they gradually warmed up after being pressed against his hands for a long time.
It was a very familiar feeling.
He remembered that a long time ago, he fell asleep due to carsickness in a shaking van, and he was resting his head on such a hand, feeling it change from cold to warm. In
a trance, Yu Gu Miao also gently pressed his cheek against it, blinked his empty eyes a few times, and finally closed them, with only the eyelashes still trembling slightly.
The hand was stiff for a moment, then relaxed and pressed gently against his cheek.
I'm very tired.
He suddenly thought so.
It seems that it would be nice to fall asleep like this.
.
...What about Jingguang, and what about Zero?
Being dragged to this hellhole by Gin alone, Zero must be going crazy.
It seems that there is an undercover organization in the public security. Are Jingguang and Zero already suspected? If the undercover information is really stolen, how can they escape?
He closed his eyes and forced the sleepiness and fatigue out of his body little by little. The buzzing sound in his ears faded, and he was sensitive to the footsteps at the door. He quickly turned his head away. Due to the big movement, he knocked the water glass in Scotland's hand off. The glass rolled down with a loud noise and turned into pieces on the ground.
The man with long silver hair smelled of tobacco and came in from the outside. He didn't show any surprise when he saw the broken glass on the ground. Scotland quickly cleaned up the broken glass and stood aside.
"You can bear it."
"Of course." Yu Gu smiled. His hair, wet with sweat, hung in front of his eyes, blocking his vision a little. However, because his hands were tied, he couldn't move away. He just looked up at him and smiled, "I want to see you die with my own eyes, Gin."
How could you die here in vain?
Gin pulled a cold smile on his face, but there was some interest in his eyes. He just signaled Scotland to bring the next person up, "Continue."
The light dimmed a little bit again.
Later, it seemed that the pain in his body could no longer reach his brain through his nerves. He just felt dizzy. Under the stimulation, his brain was blank most of the time, and occasionally he would flash back some memories from a long time ago, just like it is said that when a person is about to die, his life memories will flash through his mind.
Most of the time, he saw a villa in Boston, and more often it was a white-walled laboratory or a dark and shabby lounge. He saw red and white mixed together, and then all the sounds in his ears fell silent.
Later, he saw a gentle woman with long hair, her gentle drooping eyes were always slightly bent, and her peach-colored eyes were full of smiles and love. The stern expression of the man wearing frameless glasses
gradually
faded, and after taking off his glasses, he said helplessly, "It's good that you know you're wrong."
'Next time, tell us what you are going to do.' The woman put the last dish on the table and let the man come over to help her take off her apron. 'Don't look at your father's cold face now. He was almost crazy this morning. If you come back later, he might cry. The last time he was like this was when I gave birth to you...'
The man hung up the apron and seemed dissatisfied with his wife's behavior of exposing his past. He made a light "tsk" sound, with a smile in his cold gray eyes, and stretched out his hand to poke the itchy flesh on the woman's waist. 'Don't talk nonsense.'
'...Come and eat.'
He stretched out his legs, which were a little stiff from standing for punishment, and walked to the dining table.
...Is the dining table so far away?
He tried to walk faster, then jogged. There seemed to be an invisible barrier between the dining table and the living room, isolating him from the outside. So he reached out to grab something, but it was no use.
The woman was still standing by the table, as if wondering why he hadn't come over. She kept calling his name, her tone getting more and more anxious, and finally turned into a desperate cry, "Yiyong——"
——My son...Yiyong disappeared...on...the 17th...wearing...7 years old...
Mom...
He felt himself struggling to reach out his hand, and was about to touch the woman's drooping hair and tearful face.
Scotland only saw his fingers, which were tied to the chair, trembled twice. He put his ear to the lips of the man who was about to lose consciousness and moved slightly. The moment he heard the content clearly, the man with blue cat eyes tensed up quickly.
"What did he say?"
"Nothing," Scotland answered without hesitation, "Just some incomprehensible mumbling."
Then even this picture disappeared.
Yu Gu Miao fell deeper, but he didn't know whether it was black or white, anyway, it was empty and vague. He could feel that the intervals between the pains in his stomach were getting bigger and weaker.
After the faint feeling of vomiting was interrupted by the pain again, he raised his head and took a deep breath. His brain seemed to finally start to turn slowly, running like an old machine.
Is evil an emotion that people are born with? What is evil?
If tears flow from the tear glands, the difference in thinking is caused by the brain, and the difference in physical strength is caused by the flesh, then what about good and evil?
What does a purely evil person look like?
He has seen too many so-called "evil" people. Their biggest characteristic is "pleasure". Whether it is enjoying the pleasure of reaping other people's lives with their own hands or enjoying the benefits brought by "evil deeds", they are enjoying it.
A voice said in his ear with each electric current.
Saying that he is also such a person.
The voice said. Evil comes from the heart and is what people are born with. It's just that those pathetic and idle people are bound by the law and yearn for those exaggerated goodness. They just release their own evil and embark on a journey of pursuing extreme evil*.
So is my evil actually from the inside out?
Because I get pleasure from killing people who are defined as guilty in the legal sense, and I am destroyed by this pleasure, am I good or evil?
If I am really like them, and my behavior is generated by evil from the inside out, then why do I feel chills and pain when I am with these people? His
thoughts were tangled together, and finally Yu Gu Miao exhaled, and he cut off all the mess in his brain.
Fuck you.
He thought.
Fuck you, the same kind of people.
His mind suddenly cleared up, as if a dark cloud was blown open by lightning. The pale-skinned man tilted his head back and laughed, his neck tilted back in a smooth arc. Because he hadn't drunk water for a long time, his laughter was extremely hoarse, as if even his laughter was filled with dry blood.
Whether he is a good person or a sinner, he is not the same kind of person as those guys! He
has been in hell for a long time, do you want to drag him down too?
Yu Gu Miao laughed louder and louder, not caring what he looked like in the eyes of the other two. The silver-haired man just stopped Scotland, who had already taken the sedative, thinking that he had cultivated a monster born from the swamp.
After thinking about it, there is nothing to think about. Anyway, I have to send these scumbags to jail one by one. What kind of person I am will be determined by law after this broken organization is completely destroyed, instead of listening to his nonsense here!
It’s so annoying. I have to test him all the time. Is it because I am more normal? !
Then let’s see if you can stand it when I really go crazy.
His laughter gradually subsided, and he turned his head to look at the man next to him, "Hey, untie this thing for me."
Gin held an unlit cigarette in his mouth and motioned to Scotland to untie all the straps on him.
Normally, a body that has been tortured for a long time cannot move at all, but he just moved his hands and feet slowly, holding on to the iron chair, and stood up little by little. His feet
without shoes and socks stepped on the ground, and his whole legs felt numb and painful, as if he was walking on a row of fine needles. "Give it to me."
Yu Gu Miao casually pulled off his sweat-soaked shirt, revealing the scars on his chest, and stretched out his hand to Gin in a pair of slim black trousers.
The other party raised an eyebrow, looked at him, and took off his black windbreaker neatly. Of course, he would not make a move to hand over the clothes, but just put them between his arms.
The man with cold grey eyes didn't want to have more words with him. Although his arms were weak, he reached out and grabbed the coat very smoothly and put it on.
"You put such a good thing in your pocket like this. You really ruined it."
He sneered, touched the two daggers from the pocket of his windbreaker, and directly pulled the straps from the iron chair, tied the daggers to his wrists full of marks, and pulled down his sleeves to hide them. He turned around and walked towards the door without hesitation. His body, still lingering in the aftermath of the pain, did not shrink at all. His back was very straight, as if it was cut out by a knife.
Just like when he walked out of the last room step by step and became the first Cointreau of the organization.
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* The Journey of Pursuit of Extreme Evil: Walker Percy mentioned in his work "Lancelot" that when the surrounding environment is too boring, people need to pursue extremely evil things, so that they can feel that their lives are real and solemn.
It's not brainwashing, this is mainly to produce ** memory through "punishment" to achieve the purpose of stopping a certain behavior. What Gin wants to stop is that A Miao will vomit because of the shark.
He will also give some hints when he is in a trance, but it's just a hint. Whether it works depends on the individual. Hmm,