When the law of conservation of isolation is broken

Qiao De looked at Zhang Luotuo without moving his eyes away. He still scanned every micro-expression on his face carefully with Zhang Luotuo, without dodging: "The thumb on your right hand has something that every imitator has. number," he said.

Zhang Luotuo thought for a moment that Joad was joking, but he soon realized that Joad was telling the truth, and there was no sign of joking on Joad's face.Zhang Luotuo's brain was buzzing, feeling that those burning nerves seemed to be wrapped around his head, trapping his eyeballs and hippocampus, separating him from vision and memories as if thousands of miles away.He lowered his head in a trance, unconsciously looking towards his right hand.It was captured in Joad's hands, motionless.

The thumb of the right hand.He gently pulled his right hand out of Joad's hand and looked there.

Scorching lights, smooth thumbnails, like the back of a long-lost beetle in the city.Zhang Luotuo's eyes swept from the upper part of the nail shell to the lower part.He looked over and he saw nothing.number, or number.

He blinked and looked again, still nothing, no numbers or numbers.

He looked up in confusion.

Joad noticed his confusion, and he raised the camel's right hand: "It's inside the nail shell." He said calmly.

Zhang Luotuo's eyes widened, his eyes returned to his thumb, his lips pursed.

the inside of the nail.he thinks.

"You just finished the operation, there is no need to use this proof, we can use other evidence." Joad said softly, ready to change the subject.

Zhang Luotuo stared at the finger for a long time without answering. He didn't know if he was trembling, maybe, maybe not.He raised his head and looked around.The remaining light in the room fell on the table, illuminating the few things that remained.

On it are various things, a pair of scissors, a candy bar, a candy wrapper, and a cup, all of which cannot be seen from Joad's seated perspective.Zhang Luotuo thought for a while, then gently broke away from Qiao De's hand, stood up, and walked straight over, he didn't know what he was thinking now, he just followed his body's order, his brain had given up how to do it at this moment. to save it all.He seems to have only a few paths.Zhang Luotuo thought.

He walked quickly to the table, and the things were in front of him.He looked at the scissors, their sharp points gleaming in the light.

He frowned, thought for a while, and picked it up.

A lightning second.

A bloody smell permeated the air.Zhang Luotuo took a deep breath, cold sweat pouring down his head like a waterfall.

"Please pay attention." The red light of the hospital flashed faintly in front of his eyes.Heart-piercing pain hit, and frequent excessive buzzing rushed through his brain.

"What are you doing?" Joad's voice sounded anxiously behind him. He noticed something was wrong, but he couldn't see what Zhang Luotuo had done.He stood up, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the room.

Zhang Luotuo covered his thumb, and the wet blood slowly flowed away from it.

In Zhang Luotuo's left hand, he held the stripped thumb. It was smooth, like a protruding shell.

Blinking, he turned the piece of thumb over and looked at its sunken inner shell, which looked like a small cave.

Sporadic blood dripped from the nail, and some flesh and tiny nerves were still attached. It looked like a miniature Rubik's cube.Zhang Luotuo's eyes hurriedly wiped the bloody water from top to bottom.

On the bottom of the opaque nail, he could see a few small words, it looked like a cheap number or something.English.letter.Chinese.It consists of this.

C-912.It says.

Zhang Luotuo didn't speak, his brain stopped working completely at this moment, and he stared blankly at the piece of nail shining obscurely under the dim light.Zhang Luotuo's hand slowly loosened, his armor-lost thumb was exposed to the air again, the cold air swallowed the flesh, but Zhang Luotuo didn't react at all.

He could feel Joad walking beside him, but Zhang Luotuo didn't look up, he stared at the nails.Joad saw everything in front of him, and then he walked away without hesitation. He didn't know where he was going, and his footsteps were hurried. After 1 minute, he returned to the room again.

Zhang Luotuo didn't look up, he was still staring blankly at the nail.The sound of stepping on the floor filled his ears, and Joad hurried over, the things in his hands crackling.Under the light, Joad's shadow began to grow larger, covering the entire room, and then became smaller, condensing into a miniature circle.He sat beside Zhang Camel and opened the white box in his hand.

He took out the glass bottle, which contained a bottle of transparent water, and Joad opened the lid.

The smell of disinfectant immediately permeated.

Without saying a word, he grabbed Zhang Luotuo's right hand and frowned.The blood slid down his hand, but he didn't care about it. He took out a cotton swab seriously and wiped Zhang Camel's hand.

He gently cleaned his nails, sanitized them, and prepared them for dressing.

Zhang Luotuo lowered his eyes.He was deeply impressed by the cold pain of the disinfectant immersed in the flesh, and the pain drilled into his brain along the nerves.But he seemed to have forgotten all of this, and he was still holding the nail in his left hand, which had a silvery luster under the light, looking so weak.

C-912.The numbers on it gleamed.

Zhang Luotuo looked up at Joad, Joad didn't seem to notice his gaze, he was completely absorbed in his hands.

Zhang Luotuo looked at him and said softly, "So I'm an imitation human, just like Li Xiangxiang, but I'm mixed among human beings, but I don't know it?"

Qiao De didn't answer him, but Zhang Luotuo didn't care about this, he didn't want to get an answer, it was more like talking to himself, this was a question to himself, and then he fell into deep thought again.

"Not quite," Joad said suddenly.

Zhang Luotuo's thoughts were interrupted, he held his breath, raised his head, and looked at Qiao De.Not quite.He understood the words, but felt completely incomprehensible.Not quite.What does it mean?

Joad's gray eyes were dark and heavy, and he didn't speak, not for a while, as if pondering a question, and then he pursed his lips tightly: "I mean, you're not among the humans."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Luotuo said, staring at Qiao De in surprise.

Joad stopped his movements and gently let go of Zhang Camel's hand. It was almost healed.

"Because everyone in this city is a fake," he said.

A flash of lightning flashed across Zhang Luotuo's mind, he shivered, and the pain from the back of his head began to wrap around him again, he said in disbelief, "What?"

"The people in this city are all imitations." Joad repeated.

Zhang Luotuo shuddered suddenly, regardless of the pain still spreading on his head, he looked at Joad, trying to make sure if Joad was joking.

But he drew answers from it that he didn't want.

Zhang Luotuo stood up in panic, feeling like his brain was going to explode.

Zhang Luotuo almost laughed dryly, "Are you confused?"

He wanted to see if Joad was getting dizzy for something, but to his disappointment, and perhaps a little fear, Joad acted strangely calm, without any flaws.

"It's possible for you to say that I'm an imitation person—" Zhang Luotuo was a little anxious, "but the whole city—a Chongqing, that's impossible—are you kidding——"

Joad shook his head, still looking at him calmly, but his tone hit the nail on the head: "Wouldn't the existence of this city make everything a perfect unsolvable situation? ——If everyone is an imitation person, who will be more Do you really suspect that you are an imitation person?"

Zhang Luotuo was stunned, he keenly sensed the hidden meaning in Qiao De's words.

"Wait," he said, "I feel like you're saying that this city was built for this—that it was built specifically to mimic people or something."

He saw that Qiao De's expression showed a hint of appreciation under the unpredictable, this appreciation made Zhang Luotuo feel a strange swell in his heart, as if his limbs were stretched by the water in the swimming pool, but he quickly came to his senses: "This is impossible , I’ve read the history of Chongqing, many times. I know how it was built here, I know how it works and when it was born—almost everything, and it’s not the absurd thing you’re talking about.”

Joad looked around: "If you remember: history may be fake, forged."

Zhang Luotuo shook his head: "But at least it's there, I can see and touch it. But I think you're talking nonsense."

Joad raised his chin reservedly towards him, his gray eyes were extremely sharp: "Who knows?"

Zhang Luotuo wanted to scoff at this statement.Who knows?The history that Joad said was just the history he felt, not the history written in the book.Zhang Luotuo has read the history in the book many times, and has almost memorized it completely in his heart, and swallowed it. Joad seems to be talking nonsense.

But Zhang Luotuo noticed that he just frowned, shook his head defensively, but didn't say a word, maybe it was because of Qiao De's eyes, Zhang Luotuo had only seen his eyes like this a few times, sharp but not Hostility, looking directly at something he firmly believed in.

And in those probing eyes, those strange things could not help flashing before Zhang Luotuo's eyes.

R-63, limb replacement, surgery.Everything that happened today was beyond his comprehension.

But even so, what Joad said was crazy enough.

One of them must be crazy.Zhang Luotuo thought confusedly.

Like two sides of a coin, one is always the other side, either him or Joad.

He closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down, telling himself that the situation he was facing now was just one of the things he was facing from a long time ago, and what he needed now was to think and sort everything out.He took a deep breath, but nothing seemed to help.His head was still groggy, and the feeling of exhaustion and confusion weighed on him like a stone.He smelled the oppressive air in the bedroom, and it made him gasp.Breathe—breathe—

He felt like he was breathing in more palpitations.

He couldn't think.

He couldn't take it anymore.

"I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back later." He opened his eyes suddenly, stood up, collapsed, had no time to see Joad's reaction, backed away blankly, then stumbled towards the door, and pushed the bedroom away the door.The long, dazzling corridor loomed before his eyes.Big A stood alone on the floor with one foot, with a silver head protruding from the wings, looking curiously at Zhang Luotuo.

"Will you take me to the gate?" Zhang Luotuo said, realizing that his voice sounded like a dream.Big A's left foot landed on the floor, it lifted its neck gracefully, and walked in front of Zhang Luotuo, trying to lead him to the right path.