The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 90: Dark Solo Dance (Part 1)

A nightmare is like a quagmire, dragging Gu Tie to sink and sink. He desperately strokes his hands and feet, but the mud is too thick and entangles his hands and feet. He is getting farther and farther away from the sunlight on the water, until the whole world sinks into Pitch black.

Where is this?

He couldn't make a sound, and saw a man's back twinkling in the dim light. That familiar back figure appeared in his nightmare time and time again, but Gu Tie had never had a chance to see him in front, and he didn't know who the man who controlled his subconscious was.

A shock caused Gu Tie to wake up from a coma. He groaned and slowly opened his eyes. There was still pitch black in front of him, and the regular vibrations made him understand that he was in some kind of transportation, but he could not hear any noise, and the surroundings were as quiet as a tomb.

Gu Tie tried to move his finger. The sequelae of ttds poison gas appeared immediately. The nerve signals from any part of the body were amplified by hundreds to thousands of times. The nerve impulse generated by the tiny collision of the knuckles on the wall, like A bullet shot through Gu Tie’s ulnar nerve, spinal cord, medulla oblongata, and thalamus, and exploded splendid fireworks on the cerebral cortex. Gu Tie was hit by a sharp pain without warning. Severe convulsions due to pain.

A few minutes later, Gu Tie, who was almost suffocated from severe pain, took a long breath of air and spread his hands and feet feebly. He could feel that his right middle finger's knuckle was triggered by the over-amplified pain signal to activate the self-defense function. , Is rapidly congesting and swelling up.

"...Damn the Japanese..." Gu Tie cursed, gritting his teeth. Closing his mouth tightly to prevent the pain from hitting him again, he involuntarily bites off his tongue, Gu Tie slightly propped up his body and looked around.

There is not a trace of light. The floor and walls are made of soft materials with excellent sound absorption. The air is relatively fresh and there should be an air conditioning device. The whole room vibrates regularly, and the two vibrations form a group, and there are about two groups of vibrations occurring in one second.

——I am on a moving train. Gu Tie thought for a few seconds and came up with the answer.

He lay in the dark, activating every muscle of his body in turn. Except for the extremely tired feeling of weakness, there was no other damage. He slowed down as much as possible and stood up slowly.

"Hasegawa? Did you hear that? You are already a dead person. Including your **** organization!" Gu Tie exclaimed. He doesn't know if he has a hidden infrared camera and microphone to monitor him, but it is obviously not his style to be a prisoner honestly.

There is no response. The echo of the shout was absorbed by the soft wall, and there was only a faint reverberation, which sounded dry. Gu Tie licked his lips. My lips have been dry and chapped. I don't know how long I have been in a coma, but my body has begun to show signs of dehydration. This is not a good sign.

Gu Tie supported a wall, moved his steps slowly, calculating the distance in his heart. A few minutes later, he constructed a basic model of this dark and silent room: about 12 meters in length, about 3 meters in width, and only 2 meters in height. Except for himself, no other objects exist.

This is an empty train carriage.

Gu Tie felt a needle-like sting in his muscles. It seems that the trace amount of lactic acid produced by muscle cells is already sending excessive pain signals to the nerve center. He must rest.

He sat down against the wall, took a few deep breaths, and touched his body.

I was still wearing a collarless shirt and overalls prepared by Natalia, walking on hard-soled slippers, empty pockets, no belts, and many practical gadgets I brought with him and Balvendra helped him prepare. Not on the body, but thankfully, there are no traces of sexual assault.

"Crazy man! I always thought you were a joke!" Gu Tie said with a grin.

He scratched the floor secretly with his nails, leaving no traces. No matter what material the interior of this compartment is made of, it can't be destroyed with bare hands. Thinking of this, Gu Tie simply lay down in a more comfortable position, scratching his hair, thinking wildly.

The vibration was clearly transmitted into his body through the wall. Gu Tie stretched out his hand to hold the pulse of the other hand, closed his eyes, and counted the number of times the vibration occurred while counting the pulse.

"1, 2, 3...53, 54." In order to ensure the accuracy of the count, Gu Tie forced himself to use the counting method to calculate the heart rate, and the brain to calculate the number of vibrations. The two methods are due to the different methods of the cerebral cortex. The region basically maintained its independence and accuracy.

When the heartbeat reached 54 times, there were 74 sets of two shocks.

"74 kilometers per hour? I'm still in Belarus." Gu Tie came to a conclusion immediately.

This simple and easy calculation method was learned by Gu Tie when he came to China with his father when he was about 10 years old. In order to let Xiao Gu Tie experience the spectacular scenery of Eurasia, his father took him on the Eurasian Star. Intercontinental trains get on from Austria and continue to the terminal station in Beijing.

While straddling the boring Russian land despite the magnificent scenery, the bearded father pushed his glasses and said to little Gu Tie: "Do you want to learn a trick?"

Gu Tie left the game console boredly and replied in a more standard English than his father: "Okay. But you have to make sure that you won't be as old-fashioned and boring as the previous tricks."

Father smiled and said: "I promise. Now look at my watch."

Gu Tie leaned over and stared at the silver Breguet 5839 Tourbillon watch on his father's wrist.

"Take a count of how many groups of noise the wheels ran over the rails in 45 seconds. Just like you heard, the two sounds of ‘Kang K’ are a group.” Father said.

Little Gu Tie looked at his father suspiciously, lowered his head to see that the hands of the watch were pointing to a full point, and then started counting. After a while, he raised his head: "It's 45 seconds. "Kang Kang" sounded 89 times."

"Then, the speed of the train is 89 kilometers per hour." Father retracted his wrist and smiled.

"Why?" Gu Tie's eyes widened.

The father put a finger up and shook it. It was a gesture that encouraged him to think independently.

"...What is the length of a railroad track?" Gu Tie thought for a while and asked.

"12.5 meters. You have found the answer, very good." Father laughed, "We can check with the conductor to check whether the calculation is correct."

Outside the box, a conductor happened to pass by, and Xiao Gu Tie poked his head out and shouted: "Hello, hello. How fast are we now?"

The conductor took out the walkie-talkie from his arms and said a few words. There was a rough male voice and laughter from the walkie-talkie: "Because we are crossing the hilly terrain and in the process of climbing, our current speed is only 90 kilometers per hour. ,-By the way, we are in Russia now, then, it is 85 versts per hour, little sir. I am comrade the captain,-the call is over."

Gu Tie returned to the table, raised his hands and high-five with his father, "Cool!"

Father smiled and said: "Look, this trick won't be so old and boring, right?"

"This is not a trick at all, daddy, this is science!" Gu Tie pouted, "It doesn't count at all!"

"Yes, science. Science..." When my father heard this word, he couldn't help but was stunned. He stretched out his hand and took off his glasses, he took out the suede and wiped it. This is body language that represents troubles, and Gu Tie closed his mouth with interest.

In fact, before deciding to send him to settle in China, although his father tried to hide it, his actions several times a day showed that he was in extreme anxiety and irritability.

Until now, Gu Tie has not found the real reason for this.

"My heartbeat in a relaxed state is 72 beats per minute, 54 beats represent 45 seconds. 74 sets of vibrations, 74 kilometers per hour. What a simple math. What an old story. What a good teenage time." Thinking of the past Gu Tie couldn't help but sigh.

74 kilometers per hour. At present, the railway system in Eastern Europe generally increases the speed to about 200 kilometers per hour. Those who insist on using the railway transportation standards of the CIS era. In Gu Tie's memory, only Belarus, which has unstable political situation and slow economic growth.

He breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what the intention of Little Japan is, at least it has not yet been transported to a small island country to become a test product for some mysterious underlying organization. Having said that, although his identity is special, it is a small and insignificant role for most people. What reason does Hasegawa Kousaka have to kidnap himself such an indisputable otaku? The Chernobyl incident?

No, no, no. Gu Tie shook his head, denying his thoughts. He has always attached great importance to the protection of physiological characteristics. There is a filter program on Genesis that keeps running and takes up a lot of timing resources to judge the various sound and light signals transmitted around his location in a harmless way at all times. Ensure that your ordinary appearance does not appear in the hands of the big men of gtc. Except for a few very close friends within ipu, almost no one has grasped his identity.

And Hasegawa is a close friend.

Given that the Japanese appeared single-handedly, attacked themselves in a covert manner, and awkwardly shot themselves, this cannot be a premeditated by gtc or any other organization, it is more like a spontaneous action by Hasegawa Koizaka.

Then Hasegawa has any reason to do this?

Gu Tie thought wildly, but couldn't find a reason for the other party to act anyway.