Chapter 275 [Seven Days to Return] Awakening

"do not come!"

Gao Yi violently waved the glass shards in his hand, forcing Zhao Qian away who wanted to get closer, causing a burst of exclamations from all around.

It could be seen that the armed men aiming their guns were very nervous at this moment.

Many people's fingers trembled slightly on the trigger. If Gaoyi's movements had been wider, several people would have fired.

"What I tell you is the truth, Gao Yi. You are a very smart person. Think about it for yourself. Are your fantasies reasonable?"

Zhao Qian just stopped a few steps away, raising his hands slightly with a sincere expression.

This did not relax Gao Yi's spirit at all. The conflict between memory and reality overwhelmed his already chaotic brain.

The tearing pain became more and more intense, and there seemed to be bursts of crackling sounds like something burning in his ears.

It seems that the entire brain has been burned out due to overload.

Gritting his teeth, Gao Yi grabbed the sharp-edged glass shard with his right hand, and a stream of blood seeped out of his palm again.

And he also used this pain to gain a moment of clarity:

"Then how do you explain that I know them!"

Gao Yi raised his hand and pointed to Team Huang and Tan Zhi on one side:

"According to you, I'm not even supposed to know these two police officers. How did I know their names?"

Zhao Qian's expression looked a little helpless, and he spread his hands:

"Because you have seen them several times. When you first got sick, you ran to the subway, snatched an old man's crutch, and stuck it in a man's mouth. It was these two police officers who solved the problem at that time. You remember them. The name becomes part of your fantasy.”

As he spoke, Dr. Zhao shook his head:

"Seriously, you have no one else at home, not even anyone to pay the bills. If this continues, you will really be sent to a prison-like hospital. By then, you will have no chance of getting better... ..."

Listening to the other party's narration, Gao Yi's expression became more and more painful. This conflict between memory and reality brought him to the verge of collapse.

After finally grabbing the lump out of his mind, he asked again with a ferocious face:

"What about Sister Tang? Where is Sister Tang who arrested you? She is the boss of the 'Jiujiang Rock Music Society'. There is no way you don't know her!"

Hearing this, Zhao Qian patted his white coat, took out his wallet, opened it, and raised it to Gao Yi:

"This is my girlfriend. You only know her surname is Tang, so you always call her Sister Tang. She is indeed from Jiujiang, and she likes rock... I don't know how you combine these elements... ...How could there be some kind of secret organization called the 'Rock Music Society'? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Around him, several heavily armed police officers quietly walked behind Gao Yi, entered the "mirror maze", and rescued the fat man.

At this moment, Gao Yi had no time to care about them.

The situation in front of him made him completely confused.

"So...I'm a crazy person?"

"Psycho...that's the official name."

"My parents?"

"Unfortunately, he passed away very early, and later you lived in an orphanage."

"So am I a reporter?"

"Yes, you are a reporter."

When Zhao Qian said this, he paused briefly and took out a document from the satchel beside him:

"We investigated together before and confirmed that it was your boss who stole your credit. The report should belong to you. We agreed to send it out together. Have you forgotten?"

Listening to these words, Gao Yi's eyes became more and more blurred. He bit his lip and forcibly split his chaotic thoughts, trying to grab a trace of memories that could be verified.

The crackling sound in his ears became more intense, and the entire spiritual ocean began to vibrate.

Faintly, he seemed to really see himself communicating with Dr. Zhao in the treatment room.

"Then... what's going on in [Heart of Heart and Mist]? Supermarket? Monster? Xiaohong? Store manager?!"

"Remember when I said this wasn't the first time you ran away? The last time was in a convenience store. You helped a girl who was sexually harassed... She had come to visit you before and promised to wait for you. Let’s go out to watch a movie together after we get better, remember?”

"No, what about [Tricks in West City]? The clown? I'm obviously somewhere in America, a city in the last century!"

"I don't know how your fantasy came to be, but the clown is indeed our mistake. The schizophrenic patient seems to be somewhat hostile to you..."

Seeing that Gao Yi's attitude was a little relaxed, Dr. Zhao sped up his speech, as if he was planning to go all out:

"As for the company and pseudo-god you mentioned before, that is the newly introduced artificial intelligence in our hospital. We usually call her Xiaoya..."

In Dr. Zhao's narration and explanation, more and more memories came back.

Gao Yi remembered that he saw a clerk harassing a girl with a red hairpin in a convenience store.

I recalled that I was on the subway and suddenly grabbed an old woman's crutches, causing her to fall.

I even recalled that I had a fight with a patient who covered his face with white paint.

Everything came back.

Gao Yi no longer wanted to recall it anymore. The so-called "player" career became more painful and blurred as it went on.

His sick brain simply couldn't accept such memories.

Gao Yi could no longer control the collapse and pain in his head. He squatted down and the glass shards in his hands fell weakly to the ground with a crisp sound.

Upon seeing this, Dr. Zhao waved to the police officers behind him and walked forward.

But just when he walked forward and there were only a few steps left.

Squatting on the ground, lowering his head to Gao Yi, he suddenly spoke:

"It's still wrong. If my memories are all false and what you said is true, then why is the order wrong? Shouldn't we make a big fuss in the mall first and then meet some clown?"

But this time, Gao Yi's voice when he lowered his head lacked the impatience and pain before, and just seemed a little angry.

Zhao Qian showed a helpless expression again, as if he was sighing because the patient was struggling again:

"I don't know about this, but the brains of mental patients are very confused, and your story has no logic..."

"But..." Unexpectedly, Gao Yi raised his head this time and interrupted the other party directly:

"But, we have to strive for the previous order, the subway, the supermarket, the mall here..."

"In this case, let's go back to the hospital and think about it slowly, okay?"

Zhao Qian seemed to have lost his patience, sighed and tried to dissuade him.

"What about Alan?"

But at this moment, Gao Yi stood up, frightening the guards around him to take a few steps back.

"What?"

This time, Zhao Qian didn't understand what Gao Yi was saying.

"I see... I was pulled into some illusion when I entered the fourth dungeon. Alan is my teammate and was also trapped in this link, so you kept silent to her. ....."

"I don't understand what you are saying..."

Zhao Qian, or something pretending to be Zhao Qian, is still making excuses.

However, Gao Yi's mind has become clearer and clearer, and his former calmness has returned.

He looked around and asked everyone around him:

"If I am just an ordinary lunatic, why should you be afraid of me? I have neither weapons nor hostages. Come and arrest me."

Gao Yi said, and raised his hand, as if he was at a loss.

As expected, everyone around him showed no reaction and just looked at him with fear.

With a clap of his palms, Gao Yi finally understood the key:

"No wonder I have so many restrictions..."

He waved his right hand, and a decorative brick castle in the distance expanded rapidly, breaking through the ceiling, causing a rather violent shock, and eliciting a burst of exclamations:

"It takes a long time, this is my dream."

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