[Masterpiece Les Miserables] Paris Sparks

The sensory deprivation experiment described in the article does not exactly match the real world situation, please do not take it seriously.

B227 is very, very small, just enough for an adult to lie on his side with his legs bent, and the height is less than one meter. When he sits upright, the top of his head almost touches the ceiling.The walls are covered with thick sound-proof sponges, even if a fist hits it, there will be no sound at all.

There was absolute darkness and silence all around.In this case, the existence of human beings is infinitely magnified.Enjolras soon realized that his heartbeat and breathing sounds were so obvious; after a while, he could almost hear the sounds of various internal organs in his body.Even the faint lingering pain in his arm was precious to him: it was at least a feeling anyway.

He quickly loses the notion of time.He tried to time it by counting his heartbeats, but soon he found his heartbeat was speeding up.He tried to slow down his breathing, so his heartbeat slowed down; when he inhaled, his heartbeat increased again.The more he paid extra attention, the more he couldn't control his usual heartbeat.He felt his body like never before: the pain in the bruised part of his left hand; the faint hunger in his stomach; Heart, he began to think about things.

He remembered that he was taken away from the training ground without warning in the early morning, and the audience was stunned—they all heard about the tragedy, but no one believed that Enjolras would do such a thing.His commander, General Lamarck, lost his temper and almost wanted to defy his order: "Impossible! I tell you, even if I did this myself, it couldn't be Enjolras. This is a false accusation, a bare/naked accusation !"

His anger bought a little time, and another military official who accompanied the ambassador of country E found an opportunity to quietly pull him aside. "Listen, this is a false accusation—this matter is most likely planned by the embassy of country E, in order to have a reason to inquire about our military secrets, and then start a war. You must not give them an excuse to start a war, understand? Bite to death cannot admit that you did it, and if they ask you any military questions, don't answer a word. It's an order!"

He repeated these words over and over again in his mind, but gradually, as time passed, he gradually found that he could no longer maintain clear thinking.He tried to hammer the wall with his fist, but his limbs sank into the soft sponge, and he had nowhere to focus, which made him even more anxious.He starts counting his own heartbeats again, and when he gets to a few thousand, he fails because of difficulty concentrating, and has to start counting all over again, doing futile work.He added these failed attempts of his own and tried to time it—perhaps three hours had passed.four hours?But he also knew that such calculations were undoubtedly inaccurate.

When the first ray of light fell into his eyes in an unknown period of time, Enjolras found him pulling his hair absently with his fingertips.

This shocked him too.He hastily put down his hand, staring intently at the ray of light - a small window at the bottom of the door was slowly being pushed open, and there was a faint sound coming in with the light.Enjolras almost immediately went to the door to listen to the sound of objects colliding outside, so when the other side handed something in, it almost hit him in the face.Enjolras quickly dodged back and reached out to catch the object opposite: it was a small bottle of warm water.

"Pass the bottle back after drinking." The other person said, the voice was a little blurred because of the thick door, but it was a beautiful female voice.Enjolras unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it down. The water tasted salty and sweet.He handed back the empty bottle.

"Thank you." The other party said, and then she reached out from the outside and slowly closed the small window.Enjolras stared intently at the small dim spot of light that was gradually shrinking, but when there was only a line left in the window, just enough to stretch out a finger, the movement on the other side suddenly stopped. "Want to talk?" she asked.

Enjolras was momentarily unable to answer.Undoubtedly, the other party must also be a staff member involved in the interrogation, with only one purpose, which is to pry information from him.Of course he should refuse.But……

"Don't you want to?" the other party asked, "Then I'm leaving."

The gap began to move again.Enjolras almost blurted out: "Wait!"

This sentence was uttered almost subconsciously, and Jiu Shu's ears were even startled by his own volume.But that precious one-liner window stalled. "Okay. What do you want to talk about?"

She left the right to choose the topic to him?This made Enjolras pause.He carefully chose a safer topic: "Who are you?"

"Oh, I can't answer your first question honestly." The other party laughed with some distress, "But I don't want to lie to you either. Well, I can't tell you my real name, but you You can call me by my code name. My name is 'Nighthawk.'"

"Nighthawk?"

"Hmm. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. It's just... that doesn't sound like a code name for a woman."

"Oh, yeah? You're making it sound like there are only male eagles and no female eagles. So how did this species survive?"

"... Makes sense." Enjolras admitted, "Sorry, I shouldn't comment on your code name like this."

"It's okay. But I do like my code name," Nighthawk said. "I already know your name is Enjolras. I'll call you that, okay?"

"Yes, please feel free." Enjolras replied, "Are you also a... agent of country E?"

"'Also'? Who else are you referring to?"

"That Miss Evermond. I don't know her real name. She says she's the head of the case."

"Ah. We are in the same department, but I am not Evremonde's subordinate. She ordered that no one should approach this room, because it will weaken the effect of sensory deprivation. But I am an exception, I Exempt from this ban. You can also think of it as a two-pronged strategy."

"So, are you also here to persuade me to confess to you?" Enjolras asked. "I'm sorry, but please don't bother. I won't say a word about anything related to military intelligence. .”

"You don't want to betray your country. I can understand. But what is betraying your country?" Nighthawk asked, and she sighed softly, "I know you won't trust us. It doesn't matter if you don't want to talk, listen Let me talk. - By the way, I'm going to turn on the light, you close your eyes first."

"Turn on the light?" Enjolras asked in surprise.

"The lights are turned off in the corridor now. Otherwise, when you open the window, the light coming in will hurt your eyes. But I don't want to chat with you in the dark all the time, and then walk through the corridor in the dark again later. All right—close your eyes."

Enjolras heard the hurried footsteps, he closed his eyes and waited, after a while, the light through his eyelids seemed to suddenly become brighter.He tentatively opened a slit, and then narrowed it again—indeed, after being in absolute darkness for a long time, his eyes couldn't bear such light all at once, even if it was just a dim light coming in through a slit, which was even dimmer. Peripheral vision.The footsteps came and went, and Nighthawk seemed to sit down at the door of his cell.

"I'm 24 years old," she said. "The last war between two countries ended when I was four. A four-year-old kid shouldn't remember anything, right? But I remember a lot of things. I His father was a soldier, and before that, I was always afraid that I might never see him back—I couldn’t even understand the concept of death at that time, but I could understand the pain of parting from my father. So every time he When I came home from vacation and was about to leave in a hurry, I cried and hugged him and refused to let him go. I remember one time, he only stayed home for a few hours before leaving in a hurry. I hugged his leg and refused to let him go. He walked away; he picked me up, so I grabbed his hand again. The neighbor's aunt hugged me from behind, while my father was crying and forced me to break my hand away. I cried so much that day, And my father was full of tears. I never saw him cry like this again. It was winter. When I grew up, I looked through the materials and found that the battle he was going to fight was the Battle of Carlini. At that time Only two months after the end of the war, more than [-] soldiers from both sides died in that battle.”

She took a deep breath, as if to calm down, but Enjolras couldn't help closing her eyes and pressing her forehead against the door even though she knew it might be a lie.

"I was very lucky that my father came back - with a lot of scars, but at least he came back! But more than 1 families could never welcome their family members back. Before that, the war on and off for nearly a decade had caused The economy is in recession, food and all kinds of daily necessities are in short supply, and even if there is supply, many people can't afford it. I remember the New Year in my childhood, it was not happy - but I was born in a wealthy family, and I still have the New Year But, many people froze to death on the streets on New Year's Day, and for five or six years, hundreds of people died of freezing and starvation every winter in the capital alone. I think you are the same, don't you?"

"So, you also know the harm of war?" Enjolras sneered.

"Do you think we want war?" Nighthawk asked. She didn't hear Enjolras' answer after a while, and she went on: "Every country will claim to represent justice, and the fault that caused the war Push everything to the other side. Country F is like this, and country E is also like this-so I can't claim that what I know is necessarily correct. But there is only one thing I can promise you-we don't want war. No matter which side Victory, the dead soldiers can't come back, the declining economy and the bombed houses are not so easy to recover, even if it is war cession and compensation, how much benefit does it really fall on the people? I understand that many people in country F hate E country, because our two countries have been entangled with each other since 100 years ago, and have fought each other for so long, but, Enjolras, we are also human. You will feel heartache when you see starving children and compatriots who died in battle, we Will."

"...I know." Enjolras said, "I know you are human beings, and I want to believe that you still have humanity, and I don't want to see my compatriots die on the battlefield. But that doesn't change anything, and I can't trust your superiors , and you cannot trust your government."

"My government doesn't necessarily want war." Nighthawk retorted, "The 20 years of peace have been maintained by both sides. Only when the peace faction has the upper hand in our country can there be a chance for a truce. That's why I took the initiative to ask to come to you - I know you are also a peace-loving person. If we find out who is behind this incident, we will have a chance to continue to maintain this peace."

"I'm sorry." Enjolras sighed softly, "I can't trust you."

"I see," Nighthawk said.

The sound of her [email protected][email protected] moving her body came from across the door, and a few seconds later, the small window at the bottom of the door shook slightly. "...I'm sorry," she said.

The ray of light went out.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to mark the middle and bottom, but then I found that there is no way to finish writing the top, middle and bottom.

Why do I blow up the number of words when I write a side story! ! ! !

Whatever you want, whatever you want (.

happy New Year to all!Looking back, I suddenly found that I wrote this article and wrote a whole 2019 in 23333. Thank you for your messages and encouragement in the past year!