Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1231: Weird midway

The entire bus has a total of 23 seats, but it was not full when it departed. Like everyone else, Dr. Ruan Li and I stuffed the large suitcase into the cargo box under the car. %Top%.Point%. The novel Amid the turbulent conversations, the bus started, and the bald middle-aged man in charge of arranging the itinerary began to wipe sweat with a handkerchief. He sat in the passenger seat and tried to talk to the driver, but only changed There was an awkward silence. The driver was big and dark-skinned. Although he was wearing a hat, the depth of the hat could not completely cover his forehead. The exposed part was shiny and shiny, I guess he was a bald head. Because the driver has not looked back, he can't see his appearance clearly. When I first got in the car, he was adjusting the angle of the rearview mirror so that people could not look at him through the rearview mirror.

There is a steel bar fence between the driver's seat and the passenger seat. Although the driver is burly, it is blocked by the seat of the same size. Generally speaking, it will not attract special attention, especially his silence. , It is easy for others to ignore his existence.

I don’t know if these arrangements are intentional.

No one in the car pays attention to the situation in the cab. The bald middle-aged man seems not ready to mingle with the passengers. The atmosphere in the passenger seat and the atmosphere in the driver’s seat are like a completely different world. The polished steel baffle separates it. I suddenly smelled some strange smell, and I don't know if this is my own illusion. Because, no one else said specifically.

Because of a certain premonition of mysterious events, I always focus my attention on things that appear "unique" on the spot. In this bus, I am most concerned about the person in the driving seat. They are leaders in a certain sense. In occultism, "leaders" often have deeper meanings and unique backgrounds. I don’t know about drivers and balding middle-aged people, but there is no doubt about it. They were specially dispatched to the seminar, and regardless of their position, they all represented the position of the seminar to a certain extent.

It is this kind of care, and the side-by-side understanding of the two people in the driving position, the more the intelligence obtained, the scarcer it is. The more it is full of mystery.

However, even if I make others aware of this now, I will only be "mentally ill" because of my identity, and I will not be able to attract the attention of others. To persuade others, more facts and persuasive eloquence are often needed to allow people to face the facts squarely. But no matter which kind, I don't have it for the time being, after all. Each of these people around me is someone who has studied psychology. I think they might believe more in what they have seen with their own eyes and their own judgments.

In psychology, the "observation" link is very important. I believe everyone here. Before and after getting in the car, I have already made careful observations of other people and things. but. But I can't understand their judgment, because the people here behave ordinary, and this ordinary is very likely to be my own judgment buried in my heart.

Maybe. Not all the people in the bus are Sherlock Holmes, but it makes me feel that everyone is trying to be a Sherlock Holmes. As for the opponent? What is it? In everyone's mind, they have their own ideas. Maybe it's the driver. Maybe it was Dr. Ruan Li, maybe it was the bald middle-aged person, maybe it was someone in the guest position, or maybe it was someone else who was not present at the seminar.

The problem I face now is that the “observation,” “logic,” and “judgment” of people that have allowed me to grasp information earlier have failed to have the sharp effects of the past. In my eyes, everyone here seems suspicious, but their behavior and expressions are all within the normal range. Even the most suspicious driver has no actual evidence.

Of course, because I am a Level 4 Mageweave messenger who has experienced many battles, I still have confidence in myself even if I haven't obtained enough information, as if I'm in a dark cave. It's just that no one likes to explore in a dark cave, and is accustomed to uncovering the fog through observation, and would not like to be obscured by ineffective observation. Here, my combat effectiveness was not affected, but it had a strong impact on my habits.

I think the feeling of being with a group of deep-hearted psychologists is really terrible.

Doctor Ruan Li didn't seem to think so much. Her performance seemed to say to me that "thinking too much" was originally a manifestation of mental illness. I also feel that, in fact, I shouldn't have such a huge association every time I encounter it, but when an idea comes up, it is like foaming in soapy water. It is totally involuntary.

In order to calm my thoughts, I started to eat snacks, letting my eyes fall completely on the scenery outside the window, and only through my ears, to feel the atmosphere in the car. Nothing happened in Paris. The bus drove all the way into the fast lane in the suburbs. Although it is an international metropolis, the scenery in the distance of the suburbs is not as lifeless as a concrete building. Some people deliberately opened the car windows, and soon the air was filled with more water. The weather forecast is being broadcast in the car. There will be rain and fog today. From the humid air, I smelled the peculiar smell of water vapor in rainy days.

The conversation in the car gradually subsided, and soon, the sound of the motor occupied most of it, and it was a little too quiet in the car. I ate dried plums and looked around at the people in the car. Most of them were doing their own things, and they seemed to have no time for him to take care of them. There are also many people who read professional books like Dr. Ruan Li, but some people put on headphones for entertainment. The two in the driving seat haven't looked back for a long time to take care of the atmosphere in the car.

I don't know how other people feel, but myself, I feel a kind of heaviness, like the continued silence that accumulates weight over time.

Maybe I am too sensitive, and no one else shows a caring look.

I couldn't help but think, maybe something will happen on the way to the seminar.

Thinking about this, the scenery outside the window, except for the highway, has gradually faded away from the city, sinking into a barren mountain. Although it is daytime, the shade of the trees on both sides of the road cannot cover the sky above the inner side of the road, but it still cannot make me feel the brilliance and warmth of the sun. I don't know when, the weather began to gloom, and the misty clouds, like heavy quilts, hovered above my head.

According to Dr. Ruan Li, we will be driving along the highway for a day and a night. Arrive at a ferry port, take the ferry to the opposite bank, and then proceed for less than an hour to arrive at the resettlement villa area. That place is not an island, it is just backed by lakes and rivers, precisely because of abundant water resources. Therefore, the vegetation is particularly lush, which can be used as a landscape advantage for real estate development. The developer is a real estate company held by Dallas, and the project has just been completed. In other words, we are the first group of guests to stay in that villa area.

The time for the seminar is only, not more than a week, plus the gathering activities organized after the meeting, it is only about ten days. but. Dr. Ruan Li told me that we will stay longer, from one month to three months. I know that this extra time is the time for Dr. Ruan Li to fulfill the contract. She needs to work for Dallas in exchange for all kinds of support on non-academic issues. She tried to draw on the energy of the other party before going back. Find a way to suppress or treat my condition.

Although this thought puts her in a dangerous situation, I can't refuse. I can't leave her behind and explore the place of another doomsday truth cult. What's more, the series of events that happened during this trip to Europe made me feel that there is a power that prevents Dr. Ruan Li and I from avoiding the journey to the seminar.

At noon. The bus stopped in front of a convenience store on the side of the highway, left the highway and turned right. In less than half an hour, you could see the town. The convenience store was opened by the townspeople. It is specially designed to provide convenience for drivers and passengers passing by. Because it is far away from big cities, the rustic of towns and villages can be seen everywhere, and there are old and outdated things everywhere. Instead of stereos, radios are placed in the store. It is also mechanically tuned. The speakers are loud and stiff, completely different from Paris.

The air is getting more and more humid. When I got off the bus, a strong wind blew. The loose doors and windows and the signs that were not fastened slammed. There were a few thin passengers who got off the bus, and they couldn’t help but beat them. He stumbled, couldn't help but curse the **** weather. The weather is not so good, but lunch is still to be eaten, but no one wants to sit at a table outside the convenience store in this weather, so everyone bagged their lunch and boarded the bus. Some people who opened the car windows quickly pulled down the car windows to completely seal the inside and outside of the car.

While eating lunch, the atmosphere became lively again. At this time, I looked for the driver and the bald middle-aged with my eyes, and found that their figures were shaking in the convenience store. I didn’t know what they were talking to the clerk. The person in charge of the conversation was still the bald middle-aged who was holding a handkerchief and wiping sweat—almost. To make me think, in fact, the handkerchief is his righteous body. As for the **** driver, he was still silent. I thought, would the clerk be afraid of such a guy?

"What's the matter?" Doctor Ruan Li noticed my gaze and asked. Although the tone is casual, I think this is not a random question.

"No, it's nothing." I thought about it, and said, "Don't you think those two people are a bit suspicious? Also, the change in the seminar schedule is a bit disturbing. It seems that something is going to happen."

"What can happen?" Doctor Ruan Li smiled, and suddenly made me think that this smile was a little weird, but it was like an illusion, and it passed away in a flash.

Even so, I couldn't help but hide this seemingly illusion moment deep in my heart. I think something must have happened before everyone was paying attention. No, it should be said, is it really that nobody noticed except me? This seminar has something to do with it. If there are several electronic demon messengers among the psychologists here, I will definitely not be surprised. However, before these mysteries popped out on their own, they were all well hidden.

In view of Dr. Ruan Li’s consistent performance, I still don’t think the problem comes from Dr. Ruan Li. The adventure experience in the past kept me by Dr. Ruan Li's side, and it was enough to be sure that she had never changed. If something is creating hallucinations, my mind and body will also have strong immunity. What we really need to pay attention to is that the confusion between the conscious world and the material world is simply a temporary data hedge against space and various weird phenomena that appear in it.

In this repeater world, "intrinsic barriers" appear more and more frequently. This kind of temporary data hedging space that is dependent on individuals and has a relatively wide range is often the cause of mysterious events. If something really happens next, then it is likely to come from the "intrinsic enchantment". Or it is the interference of outsiders, or it is the enemy hidden inside the bus.

Though you can think of it this way. However, if there are really enemies, and there are people who do dangerous things on our way to the seminar, then what is their purpose? It must not be without purpose. even. What is the enemy's identity and position? Even if it was the cause of this trip between Dr. Ruan Li and I, the seminar has something to do with it. However, I don't think that if there is an enemy, this enemy will be just one side, no. It should be said that even the identity is doubtful-the bus is all the guests invited to the seminar, and assaulting the guests you invited, what is it?

It’s not that it’s impossible to attack your guest, but I can’t think of it. There is a need to do this, and there is a reason to be so radical at this time.

However. In this position, even if you can't find a reason, you still think and doubt.

I ate lunch quietly, listened to other people's conversations, and tried to find some clues.

"Mom, those in the convenience store. Will you collude with the driver and poison our lunch?" I asked Dr. Ruan Li in a low voice, making her laugh and cry, with a weird expression.

"—Did you not take any medicine today?" Dr. Ruan Li replied after choking for a while. I knew it. She would answer like this, and I know very well that my own question, from the perspective of ordinary people, is suspicious and absurd, full of delusions of murder. Even so, I still have to say that, because if I don’t do this, It is impossible to remind Dr. Ruan Li.

Doctor Ruan Li looked out the window. I think she was still subconsciously affected and went to observe the driver. However, the food she bought was still eaten without prejudice. Next, many people praised the cheap and high-quality food, saying, "This is a unique food", "It is a pleasant surprise to be eaten here," and so on, which makes me feel very abrupt, because I am a little bit I don't think these foods are so delicious.

When I asked Dr. Ruan Li, she also said plainly: "It's normal."

It seems that everyone in the car is just me and Dr. Ruan Li. They eat food that is completely different from the others. However, there are not many choices for the lunch we can buy here. Everyone will be like everyone else. There are overlapping foods. There must be one or two of the food that these people praised, and they were eaten by Dr. Ruan Li and I. And those compliments, in comparison with my actual feelings, are unavoidable.

I carefully chewed some minced bits and confirmed once again that it is indeed not very tasty, and I don’t think it is the difference between the taste buds and food habits of the East and the West. Because Dr. Ruan Li has gone abroad a lot, Therefore, in the recipe, the proportion of the West also occupies a large part. In many cases, she is no different from people in Europe and America in this respect. Even so, she still didn't think it was "delicious".

In my observations, more and more weird things are happening, but they can only be said to be signs of a certain kind of situation, which are completely impossible to tell, and people pay special attention to it.

I don't want to think too quickly that there is a problem with food, because it will limit my thinking, but the food problem has left a heavy weight in my heart. From the food perspective, almost everyone in the car will be affected.

However, if you really do something to the food, but you don’t see a life-threatening abnormal reaction from the diners, then it should be considered that the one who does the trick does not want to kill easily in this way People here. At the same time, the question of purpose is coming again, why not do this? And, why do you want to do this?

Trying to find the purpose from the behavioral clues, the downside is that if there is not enough action, it is impossible to accurately find the purpose. I’m a little bit troubled about this. Although, I don’t think that saving other people except Dr. Ruan Li is a meaningful thing in terms of results. However, even if it is meaningless, even if it is based on the benefit of others. If I don’t understand it, I’m still accustomed to looking at problems from the perspective of helping them. Maybe it’s heroic psychology at work. At least, I don't want to see the people in the car die one by one, or that life is worse than death before the key is found.

Whether to protect them is just a matter of choice. Whether it can be done or not is a matter of no need to worry too much. And in my heart, I probably hope that the bus can reach the destination safely and everyone can get off the station safely. And so hope, do so, do not need to ask why, this is a perceptual choice.

It's just that, assuming that there is an enemy, if you don't know the enemy's purpose, you can't help but feel an extremely passive feeling.

I hope that Dr. Ruan Li is right. I hope that everything is just my delusion of being murdered. In fact, no one is suspicious, and no one is suspicious, and he will target everyone in the bus here.

I stared at the door of the convenience store, waiting for the driver to turn around and reveal my face. The bald middle-aged man had already finished his lunch. He seemed to be very familiar with the staff of this convenience store, and he needed a can of beer before leaving. There was another gust of wind, which made him shrink his neck subconsciously. It seemed that he was a little bit chilly, and he walked faster towards the bus. Then, when my attention shifted slightly to the bald middle-aged body, my vision changed a little. I stared at it, but was stunned to find that the driver who was still on the verge of sight had disappeared.

I hurriedly looked around, trying to find him, but disappeared in such a moment, ordinary people decided to go nowhere. Between the parking lot and the convenience store, there is nothing to hide the body. But until the bald middle-aged got into the car and said hello, I realized that the driver did not know when he was already in the driving seat, and the bald middle-aged greeted him was the black driver.

When did you come up? I was surprised. Dr. Ruan Li asked me again: "What's wrong?"

"When did the driver get in the car?" I asked back.

"He never got out of the car." Dr. Ruan Li replied, plain and sure, but to me, it was unbelievable.

"Didn't get out of the car?" I couldn't help repeating it again.

"Yes, what?" Dr. Ruan Li looked at my expression and said, "You see the hallucination again? The driver is not in the car?"

"Ah...um..." I don't know how to answer, but even though what I see is different from her, and everything is full of weirdness, I still feel that I am right. And Dr. Ruan Li just "can't touch the mystery". Probably, the driver is an electronic demon messenger.

"If he doesn't get out of the car, he won't eat lunch?" I asked Dr. Ruan Li.

"He has eaten." Dr. Ruan Li looked at me calmly and said, "And, I brought him. When he asked me, you were listening." I know, she said. The calm gaze is expressing what it means.

"...I don't think it's my problem." I said.

"I didn't say it was your problem." Dr. Ruan Li's voice was as calm and gentle as ever, as if he was calming the patient, "I'm just saying a cold joke."

Go to her cold joke.

At this time~IndoMTL.com~ the driver turned his back to me, as if he was rubbing something, and then threw a bunch of wrapping paper out the window. It seems to be in support of Dr. Ruan Li's statement that the driver ate lunch in the car. It suddenly occurred to me that if there was no driver in the car before, then who closed the door and closed the car completely? When you think about it this way, more details come to mind, which makes people think, why didn't you pay attention to these obvious situations before? The driver didn’t get out of the car at all--

It is impossible not to get out of the car. In my memory, a scene that contradicts these details reappears. I am sure that I saw it in the car. The driver and the bald middle-aged had been in the convenience store before. In contrast, the details that suddenly come to mind that prove that the driver has not got off the car are like information that has been temporarily stuffed into the mind.

It's so weird and confusing. If this is deliberate, whether it is the performance of the driver or the details that I noticed later, it is an afterthought, then why should the mysterious appearance be so frivolous in the first place, and then it is necessary to make up for it afterwards? In any case, I don't think that all this is really just an "accident".

Doctor Ruan Li reminded me, so I saw the evidence—isn’t it a coincidence?

Without special instructions to everyone in the car, the bus started again. (To be continued...)