Murong Mingyue looked at me and rolled her eyes, "Don't you have brain damage? Look at the rain!"
The distraught girl still had the energy to jokingly say: "It must have been pinched by the car door! Who told him to call him Carmen Lin San?"
I shook the rain off my head, but I still felt my head was a little bloated and my ears were ringing a bit. But after the rain poured on me, I felt quite awake.
Thinking back on what happened just now, it really felt like I was dreaming.
Suddenly an idea flashed in my mind, could it be an illusion?
I remember that among the information Dr. Yang gave me, there were several news reports about hallucinations.
It is said that some people suddenly did some inexplicable things, and he had no memory at all afterwards. In Colombia, the drug capital of the world, drug lords have discovered that they have extracted some drugs that can be used specifically for hallucinations. This kind of drugs has now entered the underground black market.
After being circulated, some criminals use this hallucinogenic drug to commit crimes.
However, I clearly remember that I haven’t eaten anything up to this point, and I haven’t even had a sip of water. How could I fall into the opponent’s illusion?
It's really puzzling.
"How are you? How did you come here so well?" Murong Mingyue asked in confusion.
Illusion! When is it?
"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?" The distraught girl also shouted anxiously, "Why are you so distracted?"
Murong Mingyue suddenly grabbed me by the collar and slapped me.
There was a "pop" sound, accompanied by splashes of water, which was particularly loud.
My face was burning and aching, "Murong Mingyue, why did you hit me?"
"Oh, you still recognize me, I thought you were out of your mind! I'll slap you awake!" Murong Mingyue said very rudely.
But I really woke up after her slap. I quickly turned around and got into the car and slapped the two guys one by one, waking them up too.
Niu Shisan seemed to wake up from a nightmare, his whole body trembled, and then he touched his slightly red face:
"Didn't I get shot to death?"
Niu Shiyi also woke up and said with confused eyes: "Me too, I seem to see someone shooting at us in front of me, I, I am too tall..."
This is the car of a troubled girl. It's so sad. It's too high and I can't get down.
It seems that it's not just me who has such an illusion, but they also have it, which means that the three of us fell under each other's illusions at the same time.
But what I can't figure out is when did the other party use the illusion?
"Oops!" Niu Shisan shouted loudly. When he looked at the Feng Shui compass in his hand again, the pointer in the middle had lost its spirituality and stopped moving. He was as soft as a deflated rubber ball.
Said: "Can't find it!"
Niu Shiyi also sighed slightly and said: "This is fate! The other party has shown mercy! Otherwise the three of us would have died long ago!"
"Brother, could this be..."
"Harmonious society!"
"Could it be made of that thing?" Niu Shisan asked doubtfully, "Didn't the master mention that there is a situation where ghosts cover the eyes?"
"You can only know this if you ask the master!"
What a ghost, I muttered in my mind, if it was really a ghost, why would a living person be needed? And I very much suspected that it was the person we bumped into on the way back to the city.
It was also in the western suburbs at that time, and now it is here. Could it be that he is hiding somewhere nearby?
"What happened? Why did you leave the two of us and come here?" Murong Mingyue asked, still chasing after her.
I took out my phone and looked at the call. It turned out to be Mu Xue, so I said, "It's too complicated. I'll explain it to you later!" Then I immediately dialed back.
"Hey, Sister Mu, are you okay?"
"...I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy! By the way, where are you? I heard Mingyue said you dumped her!"
"I was found by her! Now I'm at 26 kilometers on the western suburbs county road!"
"How did you get there?"
"I need reinforcements! We followed the girl all the way here and lost her!" I said, skipping the process of us falling under the illusion.
Murong Mingyue was next to her with a look of enlightenment, "You brat, you actually left me and chased after me!" Then she looked around, "Where's that girl?"
The distraught girl immediately took out her mobile phone and called: "Hey, Uncle Cheng, follow the GPS positioning of my car and bring someone over to help find someone!"
Then he proudly hung up the phone and grimaced at me and said, "Fortunately, my car is equipped with a global positioning system. I can find you wherever you go!"
As for what exactly happened, no one can tell. Even I, as a person involved, am still at a loss until now.
All I can think about is that we hit someone on the way back to the city, and then dragged a woman out from under the car, and then I took her to the hospital and then was inexplicably framed as a murderer and locked up in the police station.
, and then pulled out a lot of inexplicable people, and then the girl was taken away by a mysterious man and disappeared...
The whole process is quite nonsensical!
At noon the next day, the search and rescue work was still going on, but there was no progress and no suspicious traces were found. The heavy rain washed away everything.
Chu Chu's appearance in court was postponed because the defendant temporarily suffered from acute gastroenteritis and was sent to the hospital. He had already gone back after visiting me in the morning.
"Brother, are you awake? Drink some ginger soup! It can ward off the cold!" My sister carefully held a bowl of hot ginger soup and placed it on my bedside while blowing it carefully and shouting in a low voice.
"I didn't sleep at all!" I was lying on my back with the air conditioner turned on and the quilt covering me on a hot day, staring at the ceiling with my eyes open.
Everything that happened before was replayed in my mind. I thought about all the details over and over again, including all the details of the collision with someone on the way back from the cemetery, and carefully considered the connections.
But I discovered that no matter how I recalled or thought about it, I was the owner of a small shop whose window was smashed by a car in the movie about Jackie Chan chasing the thief. The whole movie was not about me at all.
I don't have half a dime of connections.
It's like the protagonist of the novel fell down the mountain and was rescued by a kind-hearted villager. After recovering from his injury, he continued to return to his colorful life. However, the villager who rescued him did not understand the protagonist's past, present and future.
, and no one will notice, he is still living his life. As for what earth-shattering things will happen to the saved protagonist in the future, he does not care, and no one will care that he has healed the protagonist.
The difference is that I care about it. What I still can't figure out is how I fell into the illusion.
When the car door couldn't be opened, I must have been under a magic spell. In fact, it wasn't that it couldn't be opened, but that the safety catch wasn't pressed down at all, so it was strange that it could be opened.
"Then sit up and drink some ginger soup first! You were soaked in the rain all night last night, be careful of catching a cold!" my sister said beside my bed.
I got up, leaned against the bed and asked, "Did you call my dad yesterday?"
She nodded, "Whenever I get nervous..."
"I don't mean to blame you!" I said calmly, "I just don't understand when my dad had such a strong backer!"
"Your grandfather and Secretary Gu's father used to be comrades in the same company. Your father and Secretary Gu were friends who came out of an agency kindergarten..."
