Goldfinger turned me over to the state

The ward was very quiet, Zhang Chen stared at the air in a daze.

It was very lively outside the ward. Ji Ting changed into a silk robe, holding "Actor's Self-cultivation" in one hand, and "script" in the other, unable to walk at the door of the ward.

Looking in the direction of the ward with the scope poking around, he calmly comforted Ji Ting: "It's okay, you can go at ease. Zhang Chen's condition has improved a lot, and there has been almost no yelling or smashing of things." , I think it will be a matter of time before he returns to normal."

Ji Ting glanced at the scope quietly: "That's what I'm worried about."

Liu Xuanjin knew exactly what Ji Ting was worried about: "Even if he still remembers you, it's okay. You just need to perform normally, and you will be fine. I think you are very talented in acting."

Li Yishu glanced at the time, saw that Ji Ting still wanted to dawdle, and made a final decision: "Anyway, sooner or later we have to see each other—go in."

Ji Ting pushed open the door of the ward reflexively.

Damn, my hands are too fast.

With a tense expression, Ji Ting handed the two books to Li Yishu as if nothing had happened, and walked slowly into the ward with his hands behind his back.

Liu Xuanjin followed behind him, Li Yishu set up the coffee table and tea set with the scope, and quietly exited the ward, while Liu Xuanjin sat in the corner and started making tea.

After this movement, even a blind man can't ignore Ji Ting's presence, let alone Zhang Chen with normal eyesight.

Zhang Chen's eyes moved from the air to Ji Ting's face, at first he was a little dazed, but soon this daze turned into surprise—it didn't look like a happy meeting.

Zhang Chen took two steps in Ji Ting's direction, then stopped again, hesitating slightly: "Why are you here?"

Real-time analysis came from the headset: "The situation is wrong. Your relationship with him is not what they said. Adjust the response plan and change it to A15 plan."

Ji Ting's brows moved slightly, he suppressed the emotion of reunion after a long absence, and raised a serious expression: "If I hadn't made a trip, do you think you would come back alive?"

"I underestimated the danger of that tomb, and actually troubled you to make a special trip. I..." Zhang Chen hesitated: "Isn't this assessment already a failure?"

The voice in the headset cheered up, and based on the little information revealed in Zhang Chen's two sentences, he gave a bunch of speculations.

"It doesn't rule out that the assessment is due to other reasons, such as Zhang Chen asking for something from you," the voice in the headset complained slightly: "After the plot deviates from the main line and interprets it by itself, we have lost too much information. "

Ji Ting picked up the tea that Liu Xuanjin had brewed, and took a sip slowly, without further ado.

Zhang Chen is a little anxious, he is not such a person who is easily impatient, but he can't stand that it is "that person" in front of him at the moment, so he is extremely uncertain.

Zhang Chen was quiet for a few minutes, then opened his mouth again, vowing: "I almost succeeded, the box is in my hands, but that place trapped me." He became annoyed as he spoke: "Illusions are layered one after another. If I can't break it, I won't be able to get out."

Zhang Chen glanced at Ji Ting secretly, and saw that his expression was calm, and his restless mood calmed down a bit: "Sir, I really want to control this pair of different pupils, can you give me another chance?"

Ji Ting flicked the tea with the lid of the cup for a moment, then looked up at Zhang Chen's eyes - just like normal people, one on each side, nothing special.

Of course, Ji Ting, who has read the original text of the novel, is very aware of the special features of Zhang Chen's eyes.

That is the golden finger of the protagonist, who can see the "Qi" of various objects. In the setting of the novel, Zhang Chen will use this golden finger to make a fortune and reach the pinnacle of life.

There was a moment of silence in the headset, and then an excited voice came out: "Just asking around, did Goldfinger point out something wrong?"

Ji Ting's gaze paused for a moment on Zhang Chen's eyes, then he lowered his head and continued to drink tea: "Your eyes..."

Ji Ting stopped talking in a timely manner, and Zhang Chen immediately picked up the conversation: "Its condition has become more serious. Before, I only saw some strange scenes occasionally, but after I came out of that tomb... I was surrounded by Something weird happened."

Ji Ting put down the teacup, knocked on the coffee table, and stated: "You never told the doctor about this."

Zhang Chen muttered: "How can I tell the doctor about this kind of thing? I don't want to be transferred to the psychiatrist yet."

Ji Ting really wants to tell him that the doctor who treats him these days is actually an expert in the spiritual field...

After all, based on his previous performance, no one would believe him even if he was said to be mentally normal.

Probably because Ji Ting stared at Zhang Chen for a long time, Zhang Chen suddenly realized: "Does the doctor belong to you?"

Ji Ting took advantage of the situation and said, "Otherwise, why do you think I sent you to this hospital?"

Zhang Chen's eyes lit up: "So you didn't intend to end the assessment from the beginning?"

He became excited: "That's right, you went to the grave and arranged a hospital for me... That's what you meant, but I didn't realize it."

He was relieved, and revealed more information: "The seven-star chain you told me about before, this is the first ring, and the next tomb should be in..." He took out his new phone, called up the map of country c, and opened A big circle was drawn in the north: "It should be here, but where exactly is it, I have to look for it."

After he finished talking to himself, he said to Ji Ting confidently: "Sir, don't worry, I will never lose the chain this time!"

He glanced at the air aside: "Anyway, I'm used to seeing these things..."

Seeing that the other party opened the main line while talking, Ji Ting hurriedly interrupted him: "Since the condition of the eyes has worsened, we should see a doctor first. As for the Seven Stars..."

Ji Ting pondered for a while, leaving enough time for Zhang Chen to take over.

Zhang Chen lived up to his "efforts" and took over the conversation naturally: "You said before that the end of the Seven Stars Chain has the answers to all the questions. I want to follow your footsteps again and find a way to control the different pupils. As for see a doctor……"

He sighed: "Can't they look into my eyes at all? Why waste time?"

Ji Ting groaned for two seconds on the surface, but he was actually listening to the movement in the headset: "We will talk about it after the Seven Stars are connected, first confirm Zhang Chen's situation."

After receiving clear instructions, Ji Ting stopped pondering, and said to Zhang Chen: "This is different from other hospitals, and I will let them try their best to cooperate with you. After the seven-star chain, the chains will only become more and more dangerous, so you just try it rashly." ..."

Ji Ting shook his head.

Seeing what Ji Ting said, Zhang Chen didn't insist, and mentioned another matter: "I met She Lang before."

His voice lowered: "He said you know that I said that I am your heir..."

While talking, he looked at Ji Ting's expression, and seeing that Ji Ting's expression remained unchanged, he whispered: "I just want to make a fool of myself so that they don't take me to the grave. I didn't expect this news to spread more and more widely. More and more people know about it.”

Having said this, his expression became serious again: "But I didn't expect that She Lang would find you and make trouble like this. In fact, the four families are not too bad, and She Lang and the others are very well behaved."

Hearing this, Ji Ting knew why he had said such a long series of words all of a sudden, and the co-author came to intercede for She Lang.

The headset analyzed: "It seems that the relationship between She Lang and Zhang Chen is indeed very good, no wonder She Lang would take the risk to find him."

Ji Ting maintained his own personality, and wrote lightly: "This rule has been said for a hundred years, and it should have changed with the times."

He turned the subject back and fulfilled his routine task: "What's new about your eyes?"

Zhang Chen stood up again, and pointed to the void beside Ji Ting: "That phantom with the golden mask was standing next to you just now, and kept saying that you were treacherous..."

He pointed to the side beside him again: "There is a big snake coiled here. It has been trying to attack me before, and it took me a lot of effort to defeat it."

Is that why you were yelling and smashing things at every turn?

Ji Ting always felt that Zhang Chen's words meant that his illness was really hopeless—he still thought that he had defeated the giant snake...

Ji Ting: "The golden mask didn't attack you?"

Zhang Chen frowned: "He keeps saying things I don't understand over and over again, and occasionally curses me..."

He glanced at Ji Ting and lowered his voice a bit: "And you."

Ji Ting pondered for two seconds, then continued to ask: "The 'Qi' on those objects is still the same?"

Zhang Chen: "This hasn't changed, but occasionally I see strange pictures..."

Ji Ting: "Give me an example."

Zhang Chen was a little puzzled. In his memory, this was a topic they had discussed before. He didn't understand why Ji Ting asked again, but seeing Ji Ting's calm expression, he didn't dare to ask, and repeated the previous question. Speech: "Blood flowed into rivers, corpses littered the field, and ghosts who lost their heads squatted beside my bed..."

A bit of fatigue appeared on Zhang Chen's face: "Day or night, regardless of time and place, those strange scenes may appear at any time."

This situation has greatly affected Zhang Chen's normal life, and even once made him unable to distinguish the boundary between reality and fantasy, so he only wanted to find a way to control it.

Ji Ting pondered for a little longer this time - because it took a long time to discuss with the headset before reaching an agreement.

"I'll arrange someone to help you find out if there is any other solution, and see if this problem can be cured."

Zhang Chen hesitated to speak. From the very beginning, he never thought of using scientific methods to solve the problem. Now these arrangements of Ji Ting are really useless in his eyes.

Rather than continuing to carry it in the hospital, Zhang Chen wanted to untie the next link in the chain of seven stars as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen leaned forward a little: "Did you bring back that jade box and golden mask?"

The headset was analyzing Zhang Chen's expression just now: "He doesn't have enough confidence in us, young man, he doesn't believe in science. Ji Ting, adjust the plan, we need to get Zhang Chen's cooperation as much as possible, so we use the c35 plan to bring He looks at your 'turf'."

The corner of Ji Ting's mouth twitched, and he heard the sound of a large-scale rehearsal horn sounding in the headset: "Attention all units, the curtain is about to shift, and prepare to clear the venue."

Ji Ting finished drinking the tea in the cup absently, guessing that the time was running out, then stood up and said: "If you are interested, you can go and have a look with me."

Zhang Chen followed Ji Ting's footsteps, and said worriedly while walking: "That thing is a bit evil, if it is not kept properly, accidents may happen."

Ji Ting glanced at him sideways, and said meaningfully: "Don't worry, it's safe now."

Zhang Chen followed Ji Ting out of the ward, walked through the corridor, and entered the elevator. He noticed that there were nine floors of elevator buttons, the highest floor was the seventh floor, and there were B1 and B2 below.

The black suit pressed B2, and the elevator reached the second basement floor in silence.

There is a large parking lot on the second basement floor, but the parking lot is empty and there are no vehicles parked.

Ji Ting took him to another hidden elevator. There was only one button on that elevator, which was B3.

After they arrived at B3, the scene in front of Zhang Chen completely changed the painting style.

Several small screens are presented on the huge screen, and each screen contains different scenes and different people.

Zhang Chen glanced at the screen, and there were a few people on the small screen who looked familiar, so he stared at those faces for a few minutes, and recognized the origins of those people—the people who had gone to the grave with him Tufuzi.

After reaching this conclusion, Zhang Chen went to look at those small screens again, and the unique smell of "scraping food in the soil" on those people was particularly eye-catching.

Obviously, the people on these screens are all Tufuzi.

Zhang Chen looked up at the big screen. He couldn't count how many small screens there were in the big screen, let alone how many Tufuzi appeared on the screen...

Ji Ting, who had already walked to the other side of the corridor, looked back at Zhang Chen who was dumbfounded.

The black suit lifted Zhang Chen and took him to another door.

The door was opened.

Researchers in white coats shuttled through the instrument, and the roar of electrical appliances was heard endlessly. The golden mask was placed in a huge ring-shaped device, which floated in the center of the instrument, and flashes of electric light flashed on the surface of the instrument from time to time, on the golden mask. Burst out with lightning effect.

Zhang Chen stared blankly at the scene in front of him, feeling like he had stepped into the wrong time and space.

Ji Ting can understand his mood at the moment. When he saw this laboratory for the first time, he felt the same way—this environment is too sci-fi, it doesn't seem like a scene that would appear in daily life, it is more suitable to appear in movie or imagination.

Ji Ting wrote lightly: "They are very interested in it and are trying to find a way to study its operating principle and the reason for its impact on the human body."

Zhang Chen swallowed, and looked at Ji Ting in a daze: "As expected of you old man! You are right! The rules should be changed. Who said ghosts can't be studied? Let's use science to defeat ghosts! "

Ji Ting: This confidence seems to be a bit too much...

Ji Ting is used to the shock brought by the state machine, but ordinary people who know nothing about it, what he sees is the huge energy in this scene that surpasses common sense and cognition.

After all, "Legend of Gambling Stones" is just an ordinary urban novel - such a futuristic sci-fi-style laboratory is placed in front of them, which is a blow to dimensionality reduction.