reverse capture

Ye Yu lowered his head to look at Wei Ling, then paused for a while.

Although Wei Ling was frozen eight years ago, and he was already 28 years old at that time, his eyebrows carried a handsome and youthful look, as if he had not experienced the baptism of time, and still naively believed in the world. Truth, goodness and beauty.

But if you look carefully, you can feel a kind of resolute, born stubborn temperament from his eyebrows and eyes.

Ye Yu connected the data of the extreme freezing cabin, so that he could see what Wei Ling did in the last two hours.

"Oh my god - Wei Ling actually modified the information of the escape pod remotely!"

When Professor Cao was parasitized by Angela, he intentionally destroyed all the rescue capsules, leaving only this one, and locked Wei Ling's identity information with a complicated code.

Logically, only Wei Ling could use the rescue cabin, but he actually hacked in from the most inconspicuous temperature control system and modified Angela's settings!That is Angela, a creature with a super high IQ!

That string of extremely complicated codes seemed to mock Angela wantonly - your father will always be your father!

Ye Yu couldn't help looking at Wei Ling, how smart is this guy?

Then, the feedback data was that Wei Ling once opened a file called "Burning Heart", but only read it for a second.

"What is "Burning Heart"?"

Ye Yu just clicked on it, and the strong visual impact made her almost delete all the files.

"His favorite island movie." Wen Zhuo replied.

All the original respect and admiration for Wei Ling collapsed at that moment.

"It can be seen how much he likes it..." Ye Yu gritted his teeth.

You have to take a look at it until you die before you are willing to lie in it. It's really frustrating.

"Wait, you said he only opened it for a second?"

Wen Zhuo suddenly strode up to Ye Yu's keyboard and tapped his fingers quickly. When Ye Yu suspected that the keyboard was about to smoke, the entire movie suddenly changed its file format and turned into a super-long research log-like article. thing.

Wen Zhuo browsed so fast that Ye Yu couldn't see what was written on it at all, but when Wen Zhuo saw the end of the log, Ye Yu finally saw Wei Ling's last sentence clearly:

Wen Xiaojiu, besides myself, you should be the only one who can see it. I wish you all the best.

In an instant, the entire journal and the movie were destroyed together.

"Oops—that's Wei Ling's research log!"

Ye Yu tried his best to restore it, but it was completely destroyed, and the pieces could not be retrieved.

"What the hell is a diary! Why hide it in a messy movie! If it wasn't for Professor Wen, you know him well, maybe no one will find out..."

Ye Yu instantly understood that Wei Ling's research diary was only for Wen Zhuo to read.

"Professor, what the hell is in there!"

"The law of reverse trapping." Wen Zhuo tapped Wei Ling's forehead with his finger through the glass, "His imagination is always free and unconstrained."

Faintly, Ye Yu seemed to see the slight smile on Wen Zhuo's lips.

Like the gentle but endless darkness behind them.

Three months later, the First Hospital of the Control Center

Wei Ling fell violently, and the stagnant time suddenly flowed, and he found himself running hard in a dilapidated maze.

At first I stumbled, but later I ran faster and faster, and my legs and limbs became smoother and smoother.

Shadows flicked across the dilapidated walls from time to time, and a dark force was about to burst out from the cracks.

Wei Ling's head hurts terribly, something opened up territory in his brain nerves, and traveled quickly, as if to occupy his thinking and control everything about him.

He ran desperately, his tired legs seemed to be filled with lead, but he couldn't escape from this maze no matter what!

Until the darkness invaded, a huge force swallowed him, he fell to the ground, struggling to get up, but a lazy and hoarse voice sounded in his ears.

"Finally caught you."

Wei Ling turned around, and a man with a delicate appearance and a smile came into his vision.

His breath was tightly held by the other party, and he couldn't even move his gaze away.

He tightly clasped Wei Ling's wrist and pressed it against his ear. The wrist bone was about to split, and the pain woke Wei Ling up.

He kicked hard, but the more he struggled, the more obvious the man's smile became.

"Who are you - what do you want to do!" Wei Ling was flustered for a while, feeling full of danger.

The man lowered his head, and his laughter trembled in Wei Ling's ear: "I'm Noah... As for what I want to do..."

"No matter what you want to do, get out of here—"

Wei Ling gritted his teeth and stared at the other party.

The man laughed, his voice was full of coaxing and patience: "I'm courting. If I 'get lost' now, wouldn't I hand you over to others?"

He has long light golden hair, and there is a faint blue fluorescence between the hair strands. He is really beautiful...

But Wei Ling instinctively hated it!

"Fuck your fucking courtship! It's vomit, vomit!"

"Tsk...you don't remember my brother Angela? He will be sad..."

What?What the hell!

leave me alone!You crazy!

Suddenly, the figure of the man in front of him was torn apart like a curtain.

Someone came to Wei Ling and dragged him into his arms.

"Wei Ling! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up now!"

A cold and hard voice rang in his ears.

At that moment, Wei Ling's heart suddenly calmed down!

An unprecedented sense of security calmed all Wei Ling's anxiety.

"You'll be at ease when he comes? You know, I just admire your genes, but he wants all of you." The man's voice still lingers in Wei Ling's mind.

"All...what do you want from me?"

Wei Ling wanted to see Wen Zhuo's expression clearly, but the other party suddenly suppressed him forcefully.He saw a completely unfamiliar obsession in Wen Zhuo's familiar eyes.

"Wen...Wen Zhuo..."

He found that he couldn't even ask the phrase "what do you want to do".

"Wake up, Wei Ling. Capture me...or be destroyed by me..."

Crazy emotions rushed into Wei Ling's weak nerves.

It was followed by the buzzing of the heart monitoring device in the ear.

"Why is the heart beating so fast suddenly! Take a sedative immediately!"

"Can't fight! His brain is the most important thing!"

"Professor Wen! Call Professor Wen over!"

Wei Ling's world fell into darkness again, and fear struck everywhere.

Until someone came to his side and leaned against his ear, this time it was not illusory, but sounded like ice, but pulled him back forcefully.

"Wei Ling, don't be afraid...don't be afraid, I'm here. Don't be disturbed by anyone, you will always belong to yourself. No one can control you. Believe me, don't be afraid...wake up."

He knew that the other party's cheek was against him, and the other party's fingers were clasping him, and he didn't feel that he would be hurt even though he was exerting force.

"Wake up...I've been waiting for you for too long. Wake up and look at me..."

The mood gradually calmed down.

He faintly heard someone discussing something next to him.

"Professor Wen... what's going on?"

"It was Noah who was trying to locate him. I have terminated Noah's mind tracking."

"Fortunately, Professor Wen is here, otherwise Noah would have found him."

Wei Ling's mood gradually calmed down.He felt a gentle hand brushing his hair gently.

It's so comfortable... let's sleep for a while.

"It's been three days, why haven't you woken up yet?"

"Do you want to reduce glutamate?"

"Ugh……"

He felt that it was a bit noisy, so he said "um...um..." twice in dissatisfaction, and then smacked his mouth.

Those who were talking suddenly stopped, and the silence was only the sound of electronic instruments.

Could it be that he slept through the class time again?

But obviously the phone alarm didn't ring!

Wei Ling slowly opened his eyes, the light pouring into the gap made him extremely uncomfortable, so he blinked hard, and then managed to open them.

Then he was stunned - he clearly had Feng Baobao's poster on the upper bed board!

In this way, every time he wakes up, Feng Baobao's god-blocking-killing-god and Buddha-blocking-killing figure can be seen in his eyes, giving him the courage to get up.

Where did Sister Baoer go with Okamoto Zero.[-] in her hand?

What are these things?

Several middle-aged men in white coats stood by his bed and watched him?

"You...you...what are you doing in my bedroom? Where's the board on my upper bunk?"

As soon as Wei Ling opened his mouth, he found that his tongue was not very sharp, and it was very difficult to speak.

The few white coats stood there blankly, and the youngest among them, wearing black-rimmed glasses, was the first to come back to his senses.

"Wei Ling is awake! Wei Ling is awake! I will notify Professor Wen immediately!"

The little black frame turned around and rushed out, like winning the lottery, and knocked over the cart.

The bottles and cans on the trolley fell down with a splash, and there was a crackling sound when they landed, which made Wei Ling want to plug his ears.

But he found that he had lost all his strength for a long time, his hands were still under the quilt, and he didn't move.

The oldest one in the white coat lowered his head, his eyes trembled slightly, as if he had Parkinson's.

He first checked Wei Ling's eyes with a flashlight, and then stretched out his finger: "Look, what is this?"

Wei Ling was speechless: "The index finger of your right hand."

what happened?

One or two are similar to the plot of the [-] o'clock TV series - the protagonist just escaped from a car accident, underwent a huge operation, the kind that was opened, and then woke up suddenly after being in a coma for ten days and a half months, everyone It's all to determine if the protagonist has become a fool.

"What is three plus five?"

"It's equal to eight."

Next, should I recite the ninety-nine multiplication table?

Compared with suddenly waking up in this inexplicable place, Wei Ling was more concerned about why he couldn't move his whole body?

Suddenly, a terrible idea flooded into his mind.

Could he be... paralyzed... paralyzed?

The few white coats in front of them showed relieved expressions.

"Don't exhale! Answer my question first! Why can't I move!"

"Don't worry, let's do a test first."

You are not in a hurry, I am in a hurry!

The elderly man in a white coat took out a piece of paper from his pocket and opened it with trembling hands. He tried his best to keep calm, but his voice was still trembling: "Using a straw to absorb soda, a pump, and a pen to absorb water. What is the phenomenon?"

"...atmospheric pressure phenomenon..."

"What does a submarine rely on to change itself to float, dive and suspend?"

"Gravity..." Wei Ling replied weakly.

Now enter the elementary physics knowledge question and answer link?

Is there a bonus for getting it right?Is it the realization of the dream fund or something?

"The pulley block must not only save effort, but also change the direction of force?"

The white coat lowered his head and subconsciously swallowed his saliva when looking at Wei Ling, as if Wei Ling couldn't answer this question, he immediately committed suicide.

"It's better for you to answer my question first! How can I not blink for ten hours in a row?"

If they asked mentally retarded questions again, Wei Ling would be annoyed to death!

"what?"

"The answer is—sleep!"

"Oh..." A group of white coats suddenly realized.

"Second question—why do poor people dread summer?"

"Because I don't have money to turn on the air conditioner!"

"Wrong, because there is no northwest wind in summer!" Wei Ling looked at their bewildered expressions, these people are so boring!

"The third question, if you still can't answer it, you all go check your IQ!"

The people in the white coats stood ready and looked at Wei Ling.

"How do you count eight 8s so that it equals 8?"

"Ah?" A group of people lowered their heads, probably wringing their fingers in their hearts.

“8加8加8加88加888！”卫凌露出恨铁不成钢的表情。

These people are really boring.

"It turned out to be like this..."

"The last question, why can't I move!" Wei Ling asked his core question like a cannonball.

Obviously he was lying on the bed and couldn't move, but his eyes were full of strength at that moment, which grabbed everyone's nerves and suddenly tensed up.

Neither resist nor lie.

"Because... your nerves have been under extreme conditions for a long time..." A younger doctor couldn't hold his breath. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was grabbed by his colleagues.

What extreme environment?

Wei Ling had already exerted all his breastfeeding strength... Ah, no, he had exerted all his strength to be chased and killed by Feng Baobao with a kitchen knife to escape, but he still couldn't move even a little.

"Well... do you know how old you are now?" Someone asked him again.

"19 years old!" Wei Ling gritted his teeth, even if he could bend his knees!

"Ah?" The white coat's face changed slightly, and he said with a very amiable expression, "Think about it again, how old are you?"

"...Okay, okay, I'm eighteen years old, I'm still three months away from being 19! Are you... satisfied?"

I have grown up at an age where many things can be done!

Why does the tongue look like it hasn't been used for a long time, so uncomfortable.

Speak a few more words, and my vocal cords hurt.

"You think again?"

"What are you thinking? Tell me first, how can my nerves recover!"

Wei Ling gritted his teeth, blushing, and finally hooked his fingers a little bit.

At this time, his parents' voices came from the corridor outside the room.

"A Ling! My son! You finally woke up!"

"Son! Son! Your mother and I are here to see you!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Wei Ling instantly felt like an old lady touching a switch, full of energy!

He tried again to push himself up, but... he didn't move his arm at all.

This is not a good sign...

When my mother is too excited, it will kill her!

Wei Ling's mother, Rong Lan, rushed in first, waved away the white coats surrounding the bed, and hugged Wei Ling almost in a swooping posture.

"Small--"

Wei Ling's breath was suddenly suppressed, and he almost choked himself to death.

"Mom—you take it easy..."

As soon as Wei Ling spoke, everyone quickly helped Ms. Rong Lan up.

Seeing the tearful mother, Wei Ling was stunned.

In Wei Ling's impression, Rong Lan was only 45, but now she looks like she is in her 60s, with white hair on her temples, deep lines under her eyes, and a lot older, not at all like them The most beautiful mother in Donglou.

The author has something to say: Although amnesia is very vulgar, I think it is unscientific for a person to be frozen for so many years and remember everything clearly after waking up.

And now Professor Wen, who has a successful career, outstanding appearance and status, will face Wei Ling, who is mentally aged, what will happen?

Of course, it is to do all the things that I once regretted, those things that I didn’t like on the surface, but actually I thought about it terribly!

You ask me for example?I said it's like going to sleep together... Your minds should be more harmonious, just sleep!