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“So… how long has he been like this.”

The airtight office smelled of disinfectant, and Lorenzo was sitting awkwardly, and behind the table in front of him was a somewhat old woman.

This is the temporary base of Black Mountain Hospital. They directly expropriated some vacant houses in the Old Turin area and turned it into a hospital. Although it is called a hospital, there are not many patients here. After all, most of the patients in Black Mountain Hospital There are some problems, they are all based in the suburbs.

Lorenzo is now in a base that is not so closely related to Demon, and the more ordinary spiritual research conducted here, so it is actually no different from an ordinary hospital.

“So he has been like this since you met him?”

She looked through the diagnostic record while writing and drawing on it, and at the same time did not forget to ask Lorenzo questions.

“Well… when I first met, he hadn’t been like this. At that time, he knew clearly that Bolo’s voice was just his illusion, and it was a mental disorder caused by the shipwreck.”

Lorenzo turned his head as he said. There is a large window hanging on the other wall of the office. Behind the window is a white hospital room. Hercule is lying on the bed. I don’t know if he is asleep or in a daze, motionless. Yes, just like a corpse.

“Then he developed symptoms since then, but he has not been triggered until your last action.”

When the woman learned about it, she continued.

“I said, has he been like this lately?”

Lorenzo looked at Hercule with some worry. It can be said that it was his reason. Hercule became like this. As one of his few friends, Lorenzo will come to see him if nothing happens in the near future. It is also at Lorenzo’s request. Next, Hercule was transferred here to receive the most formal treatment.

“Do you mean like a corpse? Almost, since we separated that chinchilla from him, the voice in his mind has disappeared. He is boring by himself, so he does nothing. Lie down there.”

The woman said, thinking of something, and then said.

“But don’t worry, he is very good at entertaining himself. When I talked to him last time, he told me that he was reminiscing about the past. He has recalled the memory of six years old. He is very happy to be locked up here. .”

“Happy?”

Lorenzo began to think Hercule was really crazy.

“Yes, he said that he rarely has time to reflect on himself like this, looking back on himself in the past, after so many years in a hurry, looking back now, he feels that he is looking at another person’s memory, strange and terrified… …He can’t recognize himself in his memory.”

A woman raised her eyebrows, and she was not quite clear. How to describe this kind of thing? In her long career, it was the first time that she encountered an interesting case like Hercule.

“Sounds terrible.” Lorenzo said.

“It is true, but it is normal. Everyone is like this. Under the baptism of time, they have become completely unrecognizable. If you don’t believe it, you can look back at the past, Mr. Holmes, think about your past, you I will find that you have also become another stranger.”

Faced with the woman’s words, Lorenzo fell silent. She was right. Sometimes Lorenzo was shocked by this. Once a homeless child on the shore of the Tiber river, now it will become such a terrifying monster…this It is unbelievable for anyone to change things.

“Lorenzo!”

A vague sound came from behind the window, and a carp in Hercule sat up, rushed to the window in embarrassment, and slammed the glass hard.

“Oh, the corpse spoke, do you want to talk to him?”

The woman asked after seeing this.

“Open the door.” Lorenzo said.

……

“Lorenzo! It feels great to meet acquaintances!”

As soon as he opened the door, Hercule hugged Lorenzo. Judging from the strength of the hug and the tragic voice, Hercule was sincere this time.

“You look good, lively dragon and animated tiger.”

Looking at Hercule so energetic, Lorenzo doesn’t worry much about him, anyway, he can’t die for the time being. Lorenzo is thinking about whether he wants to go home now.

“It’s okay, so when can I leave, and where is Bolo?”

Hercule sits back on the bed, and has a bad attitude.

“I feel like I am a little white mouse here, played by these guys.”

“You are indeed a little white mouse. If it weren’t for my strong persuasion, you might have been sliced.”

Lorenzo remembered the excitement of Dean Abigail before. It can be said that the attitude of these doctors worries Lorenzo the most. He is afraid that someday he will not take care of it and Hercule will be sliced.

Think about it, these doctors have poor ethics and morals. Everyday all is studying Demon and humans. Many weapons against Demon are discovered from bloody experiments. If it is not for Lorenzo, Lorenzo feels himself Has long been pressed on the operating table to be studied.

“You didn’t kill you yet!”

Hercule’s voice rose up, and every day here made him feel more regret for his original decision.

“Well…so, the doctor said you are schizophrenic.”

Lorenzo remembered what the woman said to herself. After so many days of testing and diagnosis, they initially confirmed Hercule’s symptoms. He was schizophrenic. A consciousness was divided into Hercule and Bolo. The terrifying memory seemed to be just the disease. By-products.

“Me? How is this possible! It must be the influence of erosion!”

Hercule can’t believe it. He can only attribute the problem to erosion. He knows this. This thing can affect a person’s consciousness.

“No, the erosion just triggered your illness.”

The woman’s voice sounded, and she walked in calmly with the notebook.

“Mr. Holmes is better, so we don’t need guards and so on to control him.”

The woman looked at Lorenzo, and then continued to Hercule.

“Hercule, do you remember what you said to us? Regarding the details of your shipwreck, you were lost on the sea, and you were dependent on a chinchilla. When you were dying, you heard the chinchilla. Talk to you, the voice talks to you until you are rescued.”

Hercule was silent for a while, then nodded, affirming this.

The woman sighed helplessly.

“Are you still not aware of the problem? You had symptoms during the shipwreck, but you categorized it as an illusion. You also said that the chinchilla was dead long ago and was exposed to the sun Mummy.

The reason why you didn’t have such symptoms later is because you healed yourself… I can only guess like this temporarily, after all, we can’t pry your head away. “

“If I say that, I’ve been schizophrenic for a long time, but I healed myself, treating Bolo’s voice as an illusion… Then why am I sick again?”

Hercule asked.

“Didn’t you say it? Erosion, maybe it caused your illness again… and it proves that these are actually very simple.”

The woman said, looking at Lorenzo and asked.

“Do you remember what I told you before? Mr. Holmes.”

Lorenzo nodded, then harboring malicious intentions looked at Hercule, but Hercule didn’t notice this at all. He probably didn’t think of this situation anymore, and he would be sold by Lorenzo again.

This kind of mood is very subtle, as if it has been miserable, how can it be miserable?

Hercule is still too naive.

The woman patted her hand, and the medical staff opened the door. They came in with a small cart. There was a cage on it. Only one side was barbed wire. The rest was sealed, and the inside was dark and blurred, and the details were not clear. , But you can know from the squirming shadow that there is a hairy mouse inside.

“Hercule!”

“Bolo!”

Bolo’s voice sounded, and Hercule responded excitedly.

One person, one mouse, eyes full of tears, quite the feeling of reunion after the holiday. Unfortunately, this meeting did not last long. The woman suddenly stood up, she didn’t know where to get it. A scalpel was taken out and stabbed hard at the cage in front of Hercule.

Hercule was stunned. He could hear the interlocking sound of steel, and the scream of the chinchilla in the sharp sharp tone, and then everything fell silent.

Bolo’s voice disappeared.

“Fuck you!”

Hercule became furious. He raised his fist and tried to smash the woman, but was stopped by Lorenzo tightly. The Demon Hunter was strong as an ox and controlled Hercule like a pliers. How could he struggle? Unable to advance half a point.

“Calm down, Hercule,” Lorenzo said.

“How can you calm me down! That bastard killed Bolo.” Hercule was furious.

The woman remained calm, she said lightly.

“Hasn’t Bolo died once? It’s the first generation. I just killed the second generation. So there will always be a third generation to replace it, right?

No, there are no generations at all. From beginning to end, Bolo is you and the other you. “

“What did you say!”

Hercule roared.

At this time, the woman stepped aside, revealing the cage behind her, and saw the scalpel inserted into the edge of the cage without stabbing the chinchilla at all, and the chinchilla was hiding in the corner shiver coldly.

“Help! Hercule!”

At this moment, Hercule could hear Bolo’s voice again, which eased his anger slightly.

“So I guess it is asking you for help?”

The woman smiled, but this smile became terrifying in Hercule’s eyes, just like those Demons.

“Mr. Holmes.”

The woman opened the cage as she said, and Lorenzo also let go of Hercule witty.

Before the chinchilla got out of the cage, Hercule rushed over, fished it out, and hugged it tightly, for fear that someone would snatch it away.

“Hercule!”

“Bolo!”

Two more cordial shouts. Of course, Lorenzo and the woman can only hear the Bolo call from Hercule. Seeing here, Lorenzo couldn’t help covering his eyes, feeling like witnessing strange love.

But like many people’s love, it was beautiful at first, but gradually deteriorated.

Hercule kindly kneaded Bolo’s comfortable fur, but soon he realized that it seemed to feel something wrong.

“Bolo…”

Hercule said suspiciously, and at this time Bolo couldn’t make any sound. It seemed to have changed back to an ordinary chinchilla, with no sound at all, just staying obediently and honestly in Hercule’s arms. It was also at this time that Hercule discovered that this was not Bolo at all, it was another chinchilla.

“What’s going on…?”

Hercule was completely confused, and the successive emotional ups and downs made it difficult for him to think about the status quo.

“Did you see it? Hercule, this thing about Chinchilla is just a medium that guides the emergence of your’Bolo’ consciousness. When I’killed’ Chinchilla, you subjectively judged that Bolo was dead, so you could not listen. It’s up to its voice, and when I show you that Chinchilla is still alive, you can hear its voice again.

And now, you realize that the chinchilla in front of you is not yours at all, and therefore Bolo disappeared again. “

Hercule fell silent completely, before the real evidence, he could no longer refute anything.

“You are really sick, but the good news is that as long as the chinchilla does not appear in front of your eyes, the other consciousness will continue to sleep.” The woman said.

“Why… is this?”

Hercule can only believe what the woman says now, but he still can’t believe this strange disease like himself.

“The shipwreck created this?”

“I’m afraid it’s more than that. You have to know that normal people’s schizophrenia will be very confused, and there is no super memory ability… You are a very special case.”

“What do you want to say?” Hercule asked.

“This is probably related to Demon.”

The woman picked up the case and turned it over, with a piece of paper on top of it, a report from a cleansing agency.

“Do you remember where you ended up?”

“I can’t remember clearly, and speaking of which is strange. I can remember everything clearly, except that the shipwreck is very vague.”

Hercule calmed down. He recalled that the past story was so clear, except for the shipwreck, it was like an unknown force shrouded in it, distorting its original appearance into a shape that is difficult to see .

This time Hercule seemed to be ready for treatment, becoming as calm and calm as Lorenzo had when he first met him.

“Really? Let me talk about it. The cleansing agency has investigated your past and found your route at that time. Based on the location of the accident and the direction in which you may be living, if there is no accident… You fell on the sea of ​​silence, and then drifted out again with dogshit luck.”

“Jie Hai?”

Hercule’s expression has changed, and it can’t be said that it is fear or excitement. In short, it is very complicated, so complicated that he feels that his illness is not so important for a while.

“Yes, Jihai, looking at it this way, you have passed by Death God at least twice.”

The woman praised.