flying switch

"Tick."

Qian Shuichong opened his eyes.

Sitting on a chair, Qian Shuichong, who flicked his pocket watch and woke up smoothly in the illusion, saw the rain outside the window and dilapidated houses at first sight, and the neat desktop and name badge at the second.

【F City First Hospital Inpatient Department: Qian Ru】

"Qian Ru..." Qian Shuichong murmured, memorizing the information on the badge, seeing himself in the mirror as a complete stranger, a real and ordinary male doctor: "Is the illusion in a real hospital?"

Can the functions in the flying switch still work?Qian Shuichong tried to bring up the control panel, but failed, his fingers just swipe in the air in vain.

It seems that Mirage has closed some functions.

When the electronic clock reached the hour, it beeped, and Qian Shuichong looked over.

Three in the morning.

Today is his duty day.

Qian Shuichong stood up, looked around the empty office, found nothing useful, then sat back at the desk, checked and browsed on the computer, first confirmed the structure of the entire hospital, then the colleagues, and finally the patients.

Nothing out of the ordinary, and nothing that seems to have anything to do with Bellless.

But this is for the illusion of Wuzhong, he entered the illusion to find Wuzhong, Wuzhong must be here.How to find him...

Pocket watch!

Qian Shuichong immediately got up and searched his pockets. There were mobile phones, lighters, car keys and candy, but there was no pocket watch.Not on him, but he was not wearing a white coat, maybe the pocket watch was in the white coat.He immediately rummaged through the pockets of his white coat, and found paper, pens, and another handful of candies.

No pocket watch.

Could it be that the pocket watch only has the function of entering the illusion?

that no clock...

No, he must have missed some details.

Qian Shuichong searched himself from top to bottom again, even his wrists, but he still didn't get anything.He then tried to look through all the viewable items in the office, but there was still nothing.

Maybe the pocket watch is on Wuzhong?

If so, it's a little tricky.The hospital is so big, it takes several days to check every doctor and regular patient, not to mention the fact that there are new people coming here every day.It's too late to say, the accuracy will also change due to the state, if you miss Wuzhong, both of them will have to be canceled in this illusion.

No, the way to find No Clock is not just to check everyone.

The illusion is based on personal data. If this is the illusion of Zhong Wu, then the center of all development should be him.In Qian Shuichong's own illusion, places far away from him will become blurred.

He quickly looked out of the window that he glanced over, the rain had gotten heavier, but he could still see clearly, the edges of the houses were blurred, and beyond that, they were almost hidden in a scene of muddy rain.

As he thought, some factors of the illusion have not changed, which means that the straight-line distance between him and Wuzhong will not exceed the distance from this building to the houses.This is much easier to handle, and the distance within the three floors is much easier to check than the entire hospital.

Qian Shuichong put on his coat and left the office quickly without wasting time.

The lights on the left and right roads are very dim, and there is no blurred place, but the left side is clearer in comparison.Qian Shuichong chose the path on the left to walk into the stair passage, looked at the two paths up and down, and recalled the map in his mind.

From his floor down are hospitalized, and down there are operating rooms.The floors are not high, there are thirteen floors in total, and there are only operating rooms on the eighth and ninth floors.If he can compare the ambiguity on this floor, then the distance between him and Wuzhong is probably the limit, the distance from the third floor.He is on the sixth floor, Wuzhong is either on the third floor or the ninth floor.He carefully compared the fuzziness of going up and down the stairs, and the end of the down stairs was obviously blurrier than the up stairs.

No clock is on the ninth floor.

Is it the operating room?

Qian Shuichong raised his feet and ran up, his white coat was picked up by the wind, and a piece of white paper flew down and landed behind his feet.As soon as it hit the ground, it burned from the center, and the flames were twisted into thin threads by invisible fingers, and rushed towards Qian Shuichong.Qian Shuichong felt that something was wrong and quickly dodged, the line of fire brushed past his nose, forming an oval door in front of him.

Smoke wandered from the darkness beyond the door, blocking Qian Shuichong's eyes.He leaned back against the wall calmly, distanced himself from the door, and put his hands in front of him in preparation for a block.

"[-]."

It was the voice of a witch.

Qian Shuichong let his guard down slightly: "Hello."

When Li Feng rowed over, Qian Shuichong's pupils shrank, and he felt the coolness of his Adam's apple.The witch made a move without warning, the speed was so fast that Qian Shuichong could not stop it, the red nail polish was like blood spots spurting from an artery.

"Don't let your guard down." The witch let go of her fingers and let the knife fall freely.Qian Shuichong grabbed it with his hand, the familiar feel of the handle of the knife made him startled.

The silver knife, his old friend lost on the race map.

"Why do you..." Qian Shuichong's question was stuck.The witch came and went in a hurry. He held the knife and faced the empty staircase handle, almost thinking that this was his short hallucination.He lowered his head to explore the dagger in his hand again, his expression became serious.

The killing intent revealed when the witch put the knife on his neck was real, and he felt right.What made her stop?Also, how did the witch appear in the illusion?What did she mean by what she said, would there be something that would hurt his life in the illusion?If he dies in the illusion, will he be canceled?

The ashes of the paper had disappeared, Qian Shuichong clenched the sharp blade tightly, trying to put away his thoughts like in the flying switch.

success.

Illusion is also a part of Flying Switch, even if it closes some functions, some operations can still be done.

Qian Shuichong rubbed his wrists, stopped thinking about wasting time, and speeded up to the ninth floor.

There was no one at the stairway, Qian Shuichong stood here and observed carefully.This layer has the most details and is the clearest. In comparison, the layer he shrank on is simply a rough model.

Wuzhong must be on this floor.Qian Shuichong carefully observed the details of the wall—dirty or raised lines, passed by several families who were anxiously waiting for the results of the operation, and arrived at No. [-] operating room where all the details existed and were obvious.

Number [-]...coincidence?Qian Shuichong didn't think so.He clearly remembered the map he saw, there were only eight operating rooms on this floor.In view of the fact that he passed by No. [-] operating room just now, and there was no number skipping on this floor, the extra "[-]" operating room was probably created by the illusion of Wu Zhong's memory captured by the illusion.

Qian Shuichong stopped and walked towards No. [-] operating room.There was only one girl sitting in the waiting seat, listening to an audiobook with headphones on.But the sound leakage from the earphones was a bit serious, and Qian Shuichong could hear what the novel said while standing one meter away from the girl.

"The enemies who had fought smashed the flames and caught him. The flames of hell swept through his calf wounds, and he was dragged into the entrance of hell by the enemies. He dedicated his last glance to his warrior, the man in white..."

Qian Shuichong froze and looked at the girl again.

At most fifteen, with double ponytails, a floral midi skirt, and round-toed leather shoes.

...how could it be no clock.

Qian Shuichong felt absurd for the idea that he didn't know where it came from.But the audio novel is about the contest between him and Wuzhong. This girl is either Wuzhong or an important NPC. If Wuzhong is not here, it will not go wrong to establish a good relationship with the NPC first.

The girl rubbed her stomach, stood up suddenly, knocked the male doctor behind her into a muffled grunt, and apologized in a daze, "...I'm sorry."

Qian Shuichong adjusted his expression and smiled kindly: "It's okay."

He saw the girl rubbing her stomach: "Are you going to buy some snacks?"

The girl was taken aback: "Yes, how do you know?"

"Because I'm hungry too," Qian Shuichong rubbed his stomach following her example, and a map emerged in his mind, "There is a canteen on the first floor."

The girl took off her earphones, looked at the dark corridor and said hesitantly, "Are you going too?"

Qian Shuichong pushed the boat along: "I want to go to the cafeteria on the second floor. But I haven't eaten snacks for a long time. It's not bad to buy some for stocking up."

The girl was happy to be accompanied, and followed Qian Shuichong to the elevator, talking a lot: "My name is Zheng Hai, what's your name?"

"Qian..." Qian Shuichong paused, "Ru. Qian Ru."

The girl nodded: "Finally, there is someone who can chat with me."

Qian Shuichong pressed the elevator button: "What? Are you alone outside the operating room?"

"No," the girl shook her head, "There is another man, but he doesn't speak, and he stares at me very fiercely."

Qian Shuichong's tentacles suddenly stood up, and his face did not show: "Oh? That boy is really rude."

"That's right." The girl didn't refute the boy's age-specific address, "It's really fierce. Fortunately, he left just now."

"Gone?" Qian Shuichong lowered his voice and regretted not running faster, "Where did you go?"

"I don't know, maybe I went to buy snacks. He has been sitting there for a long time, and he has been sitting there waiting for at least three hours when I came here," the girl sighed, "He may be worried, it's normal to be angry. I I will also get angry if my sister’s operation takes too long.”

"Are you here to accompany my sister?"

"No, my sister has already had the operation, and the doctor said that she will be hospitalized for about a month," the girl sighed again, and walked out of the elevator with Qian Shuichong, "But we just had a fight, so I'll come down to relax."

The road she stepped on was very vague, but she didn't seem to notice it, just looking around for the commissary.Qian Shuichong didn't inquire about her personal affairs, and walked in the direction of the commissary in his memory: "The commissary is next to the gate in front."

"Oh," the girl's eyes lit up, and she jumped into the canteen, "A lot of chocolate bread!"

The girl was distracted by the bread, and Qian Shuichong asked the boss with blurred facial features in a low voice: "Did a man come in to buy things before us? The patient's family, alone."

The boss folded his coat, sounding like he was woken up: "No! Who came to the commissary in the middle of the night?"

"Thank you. Excuse me." Qian Shuichong smiled apologetically. He really didn't intend to disturb people's dreams, but he couldn't see clearly.Feeling that the boss was going to get angry, he hurried away and walked to the girl.

There are many kinds of bread on the shelves, and there are also many snacks.Qian Shuichong thought of Wu Zhong who hadn't eaten for more than three hours, and wanted to bring him something, but he felt worried after seeing these, so he had to ask the girl: "Which one do you think will taste better?"

The girl showed off the booty she held in her arms: "Everyone!"

Qian Shuichong laughed, picked up a few in a similar manner, and walked with her to pay the bill.The mobile phone payment is fingerprint, which is convenient, fast and error-free. Qian Shuichong felt relieved and checked the balance by the way.

Not bad, after that you can take Wuzhong to eat something or something.

It's just that he has always had the feeling that he has overlooked some very important information, and thinking about He Wuzhong's thoughts makes him uneasy. This detail must be very important.

"Oh, by the way," the girl thought of something and asked the boss, "Have you seen a boy come to buy things? Just a few minutes ago. Wearing an ordinary black T-shirt and black pants, his hair is about this long," she gestured, "The bangs are so long."

The boss shook his head violently at first, and then remained motionless, only the blur in his eyes was flickering and shaking.Qian Shuichong suspected that he was scanning the two of them with hellish eyes, because the girl looked at them strangely.

Strange to say, the girl and the boss are both NPCs, and both have the same distance from Wuzhong, but the girl's facial features are still within the visible range.

Maybe it is more related to no clock?Qian Shuichong guessed.Seeing the girl's eyes getting more and more puzzled, in order to prevent unnecessary troubles, Qian Shuichong smiled and picked up two packs of snacks: "Go back, your sister may want to find you at any time."

The girl laughed and nodded: "Which floor are you on, doctor? I'll bring you some snacks someday."

"Floor [-]," Qian Shuichong replied, and walked into the elevator that opened the door. "There is no need for snacks. I eat more meals. Do you want to go to the floor just now?"

"Go, that boy hasn't eaten for three hours. I'll see if he's here. If he's here, give him a piece of bread. Otherwise, I'll be the one to starve to death. I still want to live in a big villa after I die, so don't break it."

Qian Shuichong was amused: "I'm sure I can live there, maybe I can when I'm an adult."

The girl looked at him sincerely for a long time: "Doctor, you really smiled very gently, really. Are you still single? Consider my sister? My sister also lives on the sixth floor, and she really wants a gentle boyfriend."

Qian Shuichong smiled apologetically, "Sorry."

"Okay, okay," the girl shrugged, took the snack bag from Qian Shuichong and held it in her arms, "Then don't blame me, I'll do my best."

When the elevator arrived, Qian Shuichong rolled his eyes: "I still have to go to my sister's place later. It's much better to chat than the Cold War."

The girl pouted: "I know. After I gave the bread to the boy, I went to find my sister."

The elevator arrived, and as soon as the door opened, the girl was startled by herself reflected in the metal door under the dim light.She shivered and turned to look at Qian Shuichong: "Can you see me off? It's scary to be alone."

Qian Shuichong nodded: "En."

"Then let's go and find that boy," the girl leaned over quietly, "I forgot to mention, but actually think about it, that boy is quite handsome, really. He's a bit fierce, but he's really handsome."

Qian Shuichong was aroused by this sentence to be curious about the facial features in the illusion of no bell: "Really?"

He is a real person in the illusion, so is Wu Zhong?

Will Wuzhong look like it does in reality?

Isn't that... the possibility of spying on people's privacy?Qian Shuichong suddenly feels a little unfair for Wuzhong.

Then tell Wu Zhong the truth and tell him your identity when the time comes.Wu Zhong is also curious about him in reality, and this illusion may also be considered a convenience.

"Handsome," the girl paused, "ah! He's back."

Hearing the noise, the big boy in black turned his head abruptly, but his beautiful obsidian-like eyes were icy cold.The obsidian is washed by water, and the accumulation of tears surrounds it.

But more importantly is the boy's face, which Qian Shuichong has seen and is quite familiar with—his current roommate, his "brother" not long ago, the child covered in thorns but who would cry on rainy nights in his hometown—Zhong Rong.

Qian Shuichong suddenly remembered that Zhong Rong came from F City because of the change of guardian after the death of his mother.

As soon as Zhong Rong blinked, crystal tears rolled out of his eyes and slid across his expressionless face.He just looked at this side, weeping quietly, only revealing a trace of sadness and anger from his eyes.

Qian Shuichong held his breath involuntarily, feeling that the teardrop rolling down from his chin hit his heart directly, and there was only one sentence in his mind.

He cried so beautifully.