Thriller Paradise

Unconsciously, I managed to escape smoothly. [

The exhibition of things is much easier than he imagined, and it is easy to have a feeling of distortion...

In fact, according to the original vision of the singer, this first "jailbreak", 9%% may fail.

Because the information he currently has... is still too limited.

In the past three months, he has only found all the information he “can reach”; but for those things that “cannot be touched”, he can only capture a little from the words of others.

For example, "the password of the door", "the complete structure of the hospital", "the location of the hospital", "the route to escape from the hospital", "the route after the escape from the hospital", etc., etc., he does not want to go to this information. Inspecting, but it is not in contact.

Therefore, the way I can't think of it is... first "escape once" and gain a lot of valuable intelligence through this failed flight, so that he can make a more careful plan for the next escape.

However, even he did not expect that this first escape... actually succeeded.

And the process is simple and unbelievable...

First, I felt that the uncle took off the coat and pants and threw it over. The latter did it.

Then, I was able to keep Dr. Zhang in a kneeling position and put on a uniform for the nurses while keeping the threat. (If you think this is a little unbelievable, I will remind you... Don’t forget to feel These days, I have already practiced toilet paper dressing**).

Then he held Dr. Zhang and went to the corridor with the surveillance and locked the uncle in his ward.

Then, Jing Ge took Dr. Zhang and walked through several corridors. He passed a gate that needed to be swiped (the passer’s pass card on the chest has also been taken away), and then It is in the public area.

At this point, no one is unusual; because two night shift security guards doze off in the lounge and the other sleeps in the surveillance room...

After coming to the public area, he couldn't help but look at the map on the lower floor. He forced Zhang to take him to the locker room. He went down with a set of casual clothes and went away with all the useful things.

Finally, he and Dr. Zhang came to the parking lot and asked the latter to drive him away from the mental hospital.

Nowadays, Dr. Zhang has no turning back, and he is so carrying a sensation from the parking lot.

When passing through the gate, the guards only stayed in the guard room and glanced out. When they saw the driver's seat in the driver's seat, they opened the road gate and let go.

Originally... This place is not a prison, nor does it stipulate that the people working here must not go out; therefore, the guards will see that the doctor himself is driving, and naturally he will not ask.

So, the buddy hiding in the passenger seat... just left the White Sand Mental Hospital without any blockage and without any danger.

Everything seems to be shocking.

It’s uncomfortable to be smooth and boring.

However, it is reasonable and reasonable...

Sitting in the car, I can't feel it. When I think about the whole thing, his feeling is like... At the end of a suspenseful and wonderful detective, I saw a similar case of "pre-existing criminal action, killing and escaping after robbery" The ending.

And this... is "reality."

Maybe at some point, the reality will be more bizarre, but in 99% of the time... the reality is really a cold and boring machine.

In reality, there are not as many cases of secret room murder, and most cases are impulsive crimes.

In reality, there are not so many people who are still loyal to their boring posts. Some are just a group of poor worms who want to take their wages and hang out, regardless of which class they are dissatisfied with.

In reality, there are not so many dragons and aunts, and the world is filled with countless mediocrity and arrogant and despicable people.

In reality... there are not so many coincidences, fates, miracles...

In reality... there is only "reality."

Human beings create fantasy and indulge in swimming in fantasy. Because there is too much helplessness in reality, it is cold and sad... it makes people struggle.

But the world needs reality.

In the midst of it, there is a scale, and at both ends, light and dark coexist, infinity (space) and eternal (time) coexist, fantasy and reality... must also coexist.

People can't just live in fantasy, use the dream of nothingness as an excuse to waste time and deceive others.

People can't be without illusions, otherwise they will be walking dead, life and death are no different.

Thoughts are extended, read here...

The seal was unconscious and the eyes changed.

"I understand..." he muttered in his mouth. "Here... is indeed a 'reality', a 'real world', and I...not here."

At this moment, I felt a whistling sound from the ear of the ear.

Then his eyes were blinded by a glaring white light.

When he blinked again, he was... he was already sitting in a comfortable sand chair.

Mental hospitals, cars, nights, everything outside the window... are like a dream, never born, never existed.

At this moment, his surrounding light and shadow, thinking like a fog, time and space staggered ... a illusion of the image.

Although it seems to change a lot, but I can still feel it, here... is his way of thinking.

"Oh..." He looked around at the scene and laughed. "This is strange... I remember there are seven people here."

"Do you mean this group of people?" The next second, a sound that was exactly the same as him sounded abruptly.

In the blink of an eye, in front of the unconscious, another self appeared. At the same time, on the ground around his sand chair, there were five bodies, five of them wearing purple long suits.

“ho~” I felt that my brother was looking at the living and living, saying, “What is this? You killed them all?”

"No." Another seal replied, "It's you... kill them all."

"Is it?" asked the seal.

"Yes." Another seal did not answer.

"So, should I kill you now?" asked the seal.

"What do you think you are here?" Another friend said with a smile.

"So... why should I do this?"

"Kill me, you all understand..." The other said, while reaching out to the void, he immediately took a Western kitchen knife. "You will understand... you are yourself." I was locked in a cage..." He took the kitchen knife and walked toward the buddy. "You will understand...you created six of us and look at you..." He sent the handle to the hands of the buddy. One knee on the ground and let the tip of the knife against his throat. "You will eventually understand... the forgotten... truth that was buried by yourself."

After he finished his speech, he grabbed the unseen hand and pulled it hard...

At the same time, the unseen hands also felt the warmth of blood.

After a moment of silence, I felt my brother looked at the six bodies on the ground and looked at the blood in my hand.

Then he suddenly revealed an evil, but very charming... smile. (To be continued.) 8