"Then you can take the opportunity to take a shower and change out of your wet clothes. There should be clothes in the cupboard that fit your size."
Zhang Ke recalled the meals in the sanatorium, and suddenly thought of his aunt who fed him curry three times. He couldn't help but feel funny and guilty at the same time, and said with a smile: "Then help me get some curry rice."
Ritsuko smiled knowingly and left the room with the door half-opened. This may be to prevent Zhang Ke from recalling the confinement in the sanatorium. It seemed that what Xu Xiaoli said was true. At this moment, he was no longer treated as an experimental subject in the sanatorium.
.
However, unlike himself at that time, Zhang Ke now has decided to fall into this dark vortex.
After changing clothes and eating, Ritsuko took Zhang Ke out of the private room and came to the center of the stronghold - a very ordinary-looking underground bar.
However, there was a completely unusual figure sitting in front of the bar, which surprised Zhang Ke and subconsciously walked towards him.
"Sister Lan? Why are you here? Are you one of them?"
Zhang Ke couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the familiar figure on the bar.
After all, he had just learned from Ritsuko about the true identity and purpose of Shanghai Flower Bar. At this moment, he suddenly saw an acquaintance sitting in the shop and sipping mint julep, and he naturally thought of it.
"A member? What member? I'm just a regular customer who frequents this bar. I didn't expect you, Zhang Ke, to be here too. Is this your first time here? I've never seen you here before." Sister Lan glanced at you.
He glanced at Zhang Ke who was walking out with Ritsuko. Although he said, "It's the first time I've seen him here," there was no expression of surprise on his face.
"Have you forgotten? I just told you that this new stronghold has always been an underground square bar open to the outside world. Not every customer may know our secrets." Ritsuko quickly slapped Zhang Ke's arm hard.
I pinched a handful.
"Ah! Ah, ah... that's right, I'm a new guest here. I happened to see this bar when I was passing by the underground square today, so I came in... um to get drunk." Zhang Ke reacted immediately when Ritsuko pinched him painfully.
He came over and spoke casually.
"Oh, that's a coincidence. People in our laboratory haven't been together for a long time, and even Troy is here." Fortunately, Sister Lan didn't pay attention to Zhang Ke's panic-covered look, and it seemed easy.
I was fooled:
“The various cocktails here taste good, you can try more in the future.”
"Well... Anyway, we live in the same community. Let's make an appointment together when we have time." Zhang Ke nodded and said.
"No -" After hearing this, Sister Lan suddenly raised her head, looked at the neon light tubes flowing on the ceiling above her head, sighed faintly and said, "I'm afraid I have to leave after finishing this glass of wine today."
Already."
"Leave? Where to go? Going on a business trip abroad?" Zhang Ke was caught off guard by her sudden emotion, and felt that the atmosphere in the air suddenly became a bit interesting.
"No, I'm just getting busy. I probably won't have time to come to the bar to get drunk anymore." As Sister Lan said, she raised the mint julep in her hand, raised her neck, and took out the blue wine that seemed to be shining with green light.
Drink all the colored liquid in one gulp:
"After all, there will be many new guests here in the future. Those are the real guests they want to entertain. Naturally, people like me who indulge in drinking are not welcome." Putting down the wine glass in her hand, Sister Lan sat on the glass holder.
I pressed down a 100 yuan note and walked away.
"Sister Lan, wait a minute——"
Zhang Ke subconsciously stepped forward to stop her, but when he saw the questioning look in her eyes, he suddenly froze and didn't know what to say.
There seemed to be a voice in the subconscious, telling herself that Sister Lan was by no means an ordinary customer as she said. She must have some kind of relationship with the Guixu Organization or the Shanghai Flower Bar.
"What's the matter?" Sister Lan asked calmly.
"I seem to remember... I remember that you asked me to go to a tunnel to bring Ritsuko out..." Zhang Ke said hesitantly, but the memories that appeared in his mind at this time were extremely fragmented.
I can't even organize it into a series of timelines with a normal logical sequence, and I don't know how to express it correctly to the other party.
"But I can't remember the specific plot. It may be because I have recently suffered from intermittent memory loss, but... there must have been something similar... right?" Zhang Ke looked at Sister Lan expectantly,
I hope she can fill in her previous blank memory with a positive answer.
"I don't remember that I have asked you anything recently - after all, we haven't seen each other for a long time. You also know that my work and rest routine is opposite to that of normal people. Even though we live very close to each other, you just
You can occasionally meet me in a ramen shop for late-night snacks, right?" Sister Lan asked.
"That's true... However, although my memory loss is getting more and more serious, I have never experienced symptoms such as paranoia or abnormal hallucinations. If it is something that has never happened at all, it is unlikely to be in vain.
It just came out of nowhere." Zhang Ke argued, somewhat unwilling to give up.
Yes, although the memory of this experience has been blurred into a pot of porridge, at least the initial cause, Zhang Ke still clearly remembers part of it. It was Sister Lan who suddenly found him and handed him two sets of very thick protective clothing.
Go somewhere to save people on her behalf.
After seeing the relationship between Ritsuko and Black Crow, Zhang Ke was even more certain in his heart that the person he saved was Ritsuko, and the person who planted the bomb to take her life was most likely Black Crow. This is not
It is a speculation based on logic or evidence, but a firm intuition like a blessed soul.
Zhang Ke believes that the most serious thing he has is just amnesia, and he has not turned into a madman yet, and he will not randomly make up non-existent memories to deceive his brain.
"What do you remember?" After hearing Zhang Ke's words, Sister Lan's face suddenly turned cold, and her voice was significantly lowered. "Tell me all the details one by one."
"I really don't remember anything else... So, this must have happened! Why can't I recall this memory? Is it because there is some unspeakable reason?" Zhang Ke asked eagerly.
"Well, it seems that you are indeed special..." Sister Lan said as if mumbling to herself, her voice was as light as a mosquito, even Zhang Ke, who was standing very close to her, couldn't hear clearly.
She said something later, but she vaguely heard the words "Perfect Memory Person No. 1" with unclear meaning.
"Don't ask any more questions. If you don't want to lose your normal life now, then stay away from this bar." Finally, Sister Lan seemed to have made a decision in her heart and persuaded Zhang Ke firmly:
"If you are mentally prepared to plunge into the whirlpool of a confrontation with a huge conspiracy, then I am in no position to provide you with information now. You have never seen me in this place before."
Before Zhang Ke fully understood the meaning of the other party's words, the smart electronic watch on Sister Lan's wrist suddenly made a clear beeping sound. She raised her hand and glanced at the message that appeared on the screen. Suddenly her face changed, and she couldn't stand it anymore.
Without bothering to explain to Zhang Ke, he rushed out of the bar door.