Starry Sky Railway: I Intruded with the Heart of God

The medical staff member in charge of treating Xingmei is the same one who was infected with the memetic virus a few days ago; her name is Joan.

Qiao An gestured to Mo Li to place Xing Mei inside the medical pod. After a few simple steps, Xing Mei woke up.

"What's wrong with me?" Xing had no idea what was happening to her.

Mo Li released her from the medical insurance and said, "Do you remember what you were thinking before you fainted?"

“I’m thinking… what’s on the videotape… yeah, what’s on it?” Xing recalled with difficulty.

"So, the method of eliminating part of the memory is used to eliminate mental pollution? I see." Mo Li understood. So this is how mental pollution is cured.

Joanne, who was in the next room, said to a young girl, "We've successfully resolved the sudden case. Let's continue. Is this the same situation again?"

The girl said, "Hmm, lately I seem to be... forgetting things."

Joanne said, "I've told you many times before that forgetting is a very normal phenomenon in the human body."

The girl retorted, "No, I'm sure I'm forgetting some of the most basic things. Like, when was my last birthday? Who are my friends? Or, how did I get to the space station?"

Joanne continued, "To put it simply, to put your mind at ease, I used the capsule therapy chamber to perform a full-body scan on you this time, and there is nothing wrong with your physical abilities."

On the contrary, it's almost...too perfect. Of course, this is your blessing; after all, exceptional talent isn't a rare occurrence, and your talents are likely all allocated to health. A slightly poor memory is understandable.

Such perfect physical function deserves to be documented. Let me write it down. What's your name?

The girl replied, "Okay, Dr. Joanne. If you need to know, my name is... Sheila Nova."

Mo Li, who was eavesdropping next door, said, "Shira Nova? Isn't that one of the names mentioned in the videotape?"

"That can't be right. In the videotape, she clearly left the space station. She might even have... perished."

"There must be more to this than meets the eye, and it matches the secret Esther mentioned," Xingmei said.

“Then, we need to investigate this Hilla,” Mo Li said.

Joan was still talking to Sheila Nova: "Don't wander around. You've fallen for those videotapes; the short-term mental confusion will be enough to get you into trouble. That's the price of curiosity."

Sheila said, "No, Clerk Joan, it wasn't just ordinary natural amnesia; it's as if someone stole my memories overnight..."

At the door, Mo Li gave Xing Mei a wink.

Xingmei walked in and said, "You may have encountered a memory thief."

Sheila looked at Xing and said, "You mean the radical faction of the Memory Court? They're so obsessed with other people's memories that they'll stop at nothing. If that's really what they did, ordinary treatments are indeed powerless."

But to my knowledge, no memory thieves have ever been found on the space station.

Xingmei shrugged and said, "It's a good thing to be able to steal some embarrassing memories!"

Sheila said to Star, "This young lady is quite witty. However, I'm pretty sure I've forgotten something very important, even something as fundamental as the question of 'Who am I'..."

Joanne said, "In my opinion, as long as it doesn't affect the normal research work, then it's fine."

Xing said, "I have some questions I can help you recall."

Joanne: "Oh? I didn't expect we'd run into a wild memory master. I'd like to see what kind of treatment you have that even the medical staff don't know about."

Xing: "You're the founder of the Department of Law and Politics?"

Sheila: "No, Miss. I am just a guide in the Department of Law and Politics, responsible for conveying the rules set by the big shots in the space station. I am flattered that you would ask me such a question."

Xing: "Have you ever had a lover or a husband?"

Sheila: "No, Miss. I volunteer to dedicate everything to the Forensic Science Department, to justice, including my health, my dreams, and my most passionate feelings."

Xing: "You've ever left the space station?"

Sheila: "No, Miss. I have never left the space station since I was born. I think I will not leave the space station until my soul returns to the galaxy."

Xing: "The answers to these questions don't match the videotape..."

Qiao An was a little confused and said, "Memory Master, aren't you performing a major memory restoration technique? Why is it like you're checking someone's background, and you've even brought up videotapes?"

Xing: "Just consider this me talking to myself."

Hillary: "..."

Joan: "..."

Joanne said, "You've piqued my curiosity... What exactly did you see in the videotape?"

Just as Xing was about to recount the contents of the videotape, Mo Li walked in and said, "I'll do it."

As he spoke, Mo Li raised his hand and used his imaginary power to conjure up images from the videotape, displaying them before the group.

The images presented by Mo Li will not cause mental pollution to people.

After watching the footage, Sheila said, "It's terrifying. I don't remember any of these scenes. It's like watching someone else's life."

Joan gave them a brief summary: "In the videotape, Sheila is the founder of the Law and Politics Department. She left the space station and died on her way back to the home planet to warn of the Legion's invasion."

But... this doesn't resemble the person in front of me at all.

Could it be a case of mistaken identity with the same name?

Sheila shook her head in denial, saying, "The Legal Affairs Department has records of all its staff members, and I'm pretty sure no one has the same name as me."

Joan couldn't help but complain, "How come you have such a good memory about this?"

Sheila said, "It's really strange. And, putting aside the intense unease caused by forgetting, one image keeps coming back to me, clearer than ever before..."

It was in a dimly lit cabin, with rows of monitor screens standing there.

Without beginning or end, without a start or finish. It's as if someone stuffed it into my mind, or like a fragment of a complete memory.

Gentlemen, since fate has brought you here to meet me, I have a request: please help me go to this ambiguous memory location and find those surveillance screens.

I have a feeling that if we can find those surveillance screens, all our doubts will be cleared up.

Xing said, "It sounds incredibly mysterious..."

Joanne added, "What if we can't find such a place at all? What if it's just a figment of your imagination?"

If I can't find such a room at all, then I'll just consider it all a sign of my mental instability and rambling nonsense.

"A room full of surveillance screens? You know what, there really is such a place. Ah Xing, let's go," Mo Li said.