Half asleep and half awake, I seemed to have returned to the one-bedroom apartment where I lived with my father.
Lying on the bed, I vaguely saw my father with his back to me, sitting in front of a small table beside the bed, looking at a small photo in his hand with tears in his eyes.
"Dad, why are you crying in the middle of the night? You're still crying even though you're so grown up, you're no better than me!" I got up from the bed, stood next to my father and said sarcastically to him.
Although my father is kind to me and has the kindness to adopt me, the two of us have always gotten along like this. We are more like friends than father and son.
Seeing me getting up, my father hurriedly put away the photo, but I could see clearly that the photo seemed to be a little girl.
"Dad, who is that? Is it your old friend?"
"Go!" Dad slapped me on the forehead and said angrily: "You are a brat, why are you so old? This is my daughter!"
"Daughter?" I was stunned, "Then she is my sister?"
The father chuckled and said, "Silly boy, she is older than you, so you should call her sister."
"Sister?" I frowned, and suddenly I felt an uncomfortable feeling in my heart, as if something I liked had to be shared equally with others.
I couldn't help but say: "Dad, if you have a sister, will you no longer want me? Just like those uncles and aunts before?"
Dad touched my head and said, "No, I will take you away from here when I finish my work here. How about letting you live with your sister? Your sister is a beautiful girl!"
At that time, I had no idea about the relationship between men and women, and I had no idea what my father meant by a beautiful girl. What was the use of being beautiful? Is it fun?
Even so, I still said: "Okay, as long as dad doesn't leave me, it'll be fine."
Unexpectedly, my father suddenly said with a serious face: "No, Sijiu, I must leave, you can't be with me."
"Why?" I felt unspeakable panic in my heart. I stretched out my hand desperately to hold my dad, just because I didn't want him to leave me, but I couldn't.
At this time, I woke up and realized that all those things were dreams, and I had been sent to the hospital.
After I woke up, I felt weak all over, my muscles were so sore, and my head felt like a stiff neck. The slightest movement caused a bone-piercing pain.
It was quiet in the ward. I was the only one lying here. It was so quiet that I could hear the sound of liquid dripping from the infusion bag beside the bed.
My eyes moved around to see the surrounding situation clearly. I finally opened my mouth and tried to shout: "Is there anyone there..."
Although I tried my best, my voice was so hoarse that my voice was almost inaudible.
But at this moment, I saw someone on the window at the door of the ward, who seemed to have heard my voice and was looking into the room.
I opened my mouth and was about to continue shouting when the figure quickly ran away from the door. Not long after, I saw a policeman enter the ward aggressively.
The policeman didn't say anything after entering the ward. He just looked me up and down, as if he was looking at a prisoner, which made me feel uncomfortable.
I reluctantly sat up from the bed and went to ask him first, where am I now?
When the policeman saw me speaking, he also started talking. He told me that this was the Hong Kong Red Cross Hospital. Three days ago in the morning, they received an alarm saying that there was a fire in Boss Li's collection. As a result,
The fire brigade and police who arrived found no open fire in the library, but they saw corpses all over the ground. And I was the only survivor found among those corpses.
Wait! The only survivor? I opened my eyes wide and felt a little disappointed. If I was the only survivor, could it be that Lin Qianyi had already... died at that time?
My mind suddenly went into chaos, and I didn’t hear a word of what the police said next. I only knew that the other party seemed to regard me as an important suspect in the incident that night, and kept asking me what happened that day.
At this moment, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open, and I saw a middle-aged man also wearing a police uniform, and another figure whose appearance I couldn't see clearly, only knowing that he was wearing a hospital uniform, calling the policeman out.
Then, there was a dispute outside the door.
My mind had not yet recovered from the news I had just heard, and the two policemen outside were arguing in Cantonese, so I did not understand even half of the content of their argument.
All I knew was that a few minutes later, the policeman who had just come in to question me left, and instead, another somewhat familiar figure walked into the ward.
This figure was wearing a hospital gown, and his head was tightly wrapped with gauze. Only his long hair was exposed from the gap in the gauze on the back of his head. If you look at the head alone, he looks like a mummy.
"Are you awake?"
As soon as this figure opened his mouth, I was stunned.
Although you couldn't tell from the appearance, the voice was clearly that of Lin Qianyi who the policeman had mistakenly thought was dead!
"You, you're not dead?"
Lin Qianyi flicked my forehead angrily: "Who are you cursing? Are you sad to see me alive?"
"No! No! Haha..." I giggled, scratching my head not knowing what to say.
Lin Qianyi walked to the bed at this time and sat down on it without asking me if I minded. Then she looked into my eyes and said: "Four-nine..."
"Um?"
I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a little hot on my face, and I couldn't help but move back.
"Thanks to you this time. My companions said that when they arrived, you and I were the only two survivors in the entire collection, and the Buddha statue had stopped moving. They thought I had stopped the Buddha statue, but they thought I had stopped it.
I know in my heart that I had been caught by the Buddha statue at that time and there was no way I could have survived. So, you should have saved me, right?"
Thinking of the thrilling scene at that time, I took a deep breath, calmed down, and told her what happened after she was caught that day, such as the weakness of the Buddha statue that will lose its ability to move when someone looks at it.
And the reason why the Buddha statue stopped moving in the end. Of course, I still concealed the matter about my eyes. I just pretended that I had undoubtedly pulled out the Buddha's eyes, which made the Buddha statue stop.
Lin Qianyi listened very carefully, holding a small book in her hand and jotting down a few notes from time to time. I asked her what she was doing? She told me that after every incident, she must write an investigation report.
The more detailed the report is when it is returned to the bureau, the more likely it will be to prevent similar incidents from happening in the future.
Similar events?
When I heard her say this, a question suddenly occurred to me and I asked, "Did you recycle that Buddha statue?"
Lin Qianyi explained that in addition to investigating those mysterious incidents, the most important thing about their 749 Bureau's work is to bring back the sources that may cause the mysterious incidents and store them for safekeeping, if conditions permit.
The statue of the murderous Buddha is naturally within the scope of their custody.
"Don't worry. I have inquired after I woke up. When the Buddha statue was discovered, the Buddha's eye fell beside you. In order to avoid accidents during recycling, our people have placed the Buddha's eye and the Buddha statue separately.
Well, nothing will happen."
I nodded and asked: "What are you going to do with the Buddha statue? Are you just going to hide it like this? Why on earth would it kill people?"
Lin Qianyi looked embarrassed and said: "Sijiu, you'd better not inquire about what happens after this. After all, you are not from our 749th Bureau, and even if you know, it will be useless..."
I thought Lin Qianyi meant that I couldn’t tell anyone if I knew it, so I changed the subject and wanted to ask her about her life experience. Because of the dream just now, I found that I wanted to know more and more about Lin Qianyi and me.
Regarding my father’s relationship, is she the daughter he mentioned in my dream?
But what surprised me was that before I opened my mouth, I saw Lin Qianyi suddenly stood up and took out a can of spray. The spray looked similar to an insecticide, but there were drawings on the surface of the spray.
With a picture of weeds.
Lin Qianyi looked at the spray, her eyes were a little abnormal, as if she was about to do something wrong.
"Ms. Lin, what are you doing? Are there mosquitoes here?"
"Forty-nine..." Lin Qianyi pursed her lips, and then told me: "Actually, in addition to confirming the truth about the Buddha statue with you this time, my other purpose is to erase your memory."
"Erasure memory?"
I was a little dumbfounded, thinking that Lin Qianyi was joking, because how could the memory be erased? This is not science fiction, and Lin Qianyi and the others are not men in black agents.
Unexpectedly, Lin Qianyi told me seriously that Bureau 749 really had a way to erase memories.
"Sijiu, I wonder if you have heard of Mengpo soup? It is said that after death, people will drink a bowl of Mengpo soup on Naihe Bridge and forget everything before them. And the ingredients for making Mengpo soup are:
It is a mysterious plant that once existed in the world, the Ecstasy. The Ecstasy originally grew in the Lingnan area and is now extinct, but one plant was found by our 749 Bureau."
"Ecstasy?"
Lin Qianyi's serious tone made me feel something was wrong.
Lin Qianyi nodded: "Just like the murderous Buddha statue, the Ecstasy was also taken into custody by our 749 Bureau after it was discovered. After the 749 Bureau found the Ecstasy, it used the Ecstasy as a material to successfully develop
I invented a memory erasing spray that can make the person who smells it lose all memory of what happened in the past three days. The spray in my hand now is an memory erasing spray made from the juice of the Ecstasy."
With that said, Lin Qianyi had already opened the cap on the spray and pointed it at my face.
An apologetic expression appeared on her face: "I'm sorry Sijiu, although you saved me, I have to erase your memory. According to the regulations of the bureau, our secrets cannot be revealed even to our relatives. You
I know too much now, and for your own good, I must and can only do this."
I watched Lin Qianyi aim the spray at me, her fingers gradually exerting force on the button, and the dream just before suddenly appeared in my mind.
I blurted out immediately: "Before you erase my memory, can you let me ask you one last question?"
The expression on Lin Qianyi's face suddenly became strange. She smiled bitterly and said: "I'm sorry Sijiu, you and I are from two different worlds..."
"That's not what I meant!" I blushed and shook my head desperately, but I didn't expect that she would misunderstand what I meant.
Lin Qianyi also blushed, knowing that she had a misunderstanding: "Then what do you mean?"
"I...I..." I opened my mouth, but found that I couldn't speak.
I had no choice but to take a deep breath, clenched my teeth, mustered up all my courage, and then read out the name that had been buried in my memory for a long time: "Lin Aiguo! I want to know,