looking for hell

Chapter 323 Forrest Gump: Escape from Apple Island (5)

A-Gump must admit that all the changes are indeed very different from yesterday's memory.

First of all, the little finger of his left hand is intact, not to mention that it does not hurt, but there is not even a trace of a wound.

Secondly, he is not in the hospital bed now, but in the hotel bed, or the familiar hotel room.

It was as if yesterday he cut off his left thumb was just a dream.

"Is it a dream? It must be a dream, otherwise how could my fingers recover so quickly?"

Picking up the phone again, I checked the date.

Unexpectedly, it was still the morning of the second day when he came to Apple Island.

"Yes, it's just a dream, so is it a dream now? If so, what level of dream is this already?"

Looking out the window, it is indeed an island country, and it is another rainy day.

A-Gump lifted the quilt, and found that there was no damp and musty smell on the quilt, replaced by a faint fragrance and dry fluffy.

"This is what a hotel should look like! Should you really wake up this time?"

When I got out of bed, the floor was clean and spotless, and the curtains seemed to be replaced with new ones, but it was the same style as in the dream.

Open the curtains, it is raining outside the window.

As always, it is still a lively street.

There are some familiar faces and familiar plots, but this time it doesn't make A-Gump feel uneasy at all.

Because these people are all holding umbrellas, even if they don't have umbrellas, they will put their clothes or briefcases on their heads, and quickly run to the nearest store to avoid the rain.

"This is a normal reaction. It seems that I really woke up this time."

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rings.

A-Gump walked over to open the door, and saw three familiar faces.

The three of them finally returned to normal.

On rainy days, he held an umbrella and kept his clothes decent.

Everyone no longer has the smell of mutton, exuding a refreshing aroma.

Especially Se Ami, who is thinly powdered, charming and charming, and her eyes are shining with seductive light.

Most importantly, on Se Ami's left wrist, she wore a Rolex female watch that Forrest Gump was familiar with.

A-Gump welcomed the three of them into the house politely, and checked his backpack.

When he saw that there were no Rolex watches or Patek Philippe watches in his backpack, he burst into tears of joy.

"I woke up, I finally woke up! Everything is normal, normal! Thank God, thank Buddha."

The movie in which Forrest Gump played the leading role started shooting in this suite.

Forrest Gump performed exceptionally today, Kunqu opera continued in the room, the eyes of Mitsui and the photographer shone brightly, as if eager to participate.

This scene, from the bathroom to the sofa in the living room, to the bed in the bedroom, finally rolled to the floor.

A-Gump felt that this trip to Apple Island was absolutely worthwhile.

Se Ami is indeed the goddess of her dreams, and she is very skilled.

However, when he accidentally saw under the bed, he froze.

Under the bed, a Japanese short knife was lying on the floor. It was thrown under the bed when he was about to escape from Apple Island.

Because traveling with a short knife, the lethality is not much, but it will cause a lot of trouble.

"The short knife is still there, is this still a dream? Or is it because someone tried to make me believe in everything around me, and tried to restore everything to the way it was before Shuiman Dongcheng, just because I hid the knife under the bed, They didn't find out, so there is an omission?"

A-Gump felt that this was a dream and this was a conspiracy, the ratio was [-]/[-].

It also means that half of Se Ami who is lingering with her in front of her may not be human, because she has already been chopped off with a short knife to see her.

All joy disappears in an instant.

A-Gump didn't remember how the filming was done afterwards, he didn't remember at all, and his mind was full of "is this a dream or a conspiracy".

After seeing off the three of them, A-Gump walked on the street, but he became the only weird person without an umbrella.

From time to time, other people's attention came from around. Although each time A-Gump looked at him, the other party would smile back, but the other party's eyes still conveyed the question "Is that a lunatic?"

A-Gump wanted to laugh, because he became a person with mental problems in the eyes of others.

"Am I sick? Maybe."

He just kept walking until a long time later he found a surprise.

That is, in the memory, the group of people who trapped him and prevented him from leaving the surrounding area of ​​the hotel disappeared. He has come to a place that he has never been to in the past few days in his memory.

"Go to the airport, get out of here!"

A-Gump hailed a taxi in a panic and went straight to the airport.

However, he was again disappointed.

Because of a system failure at the airport on Apple Island, no planes took off, and the normal flight time is undetermined.

"It's still an isolated island!"

A-Gump knew very well that going to sea at this time might also be impossible.

Although he guessed this possibility, he still went to the port once to prove his guess.

He wandered around in this rainy city for a day, ate something tasteless, and returned to the hotel room.

"What happened before must have been a dream, otherwise it wouldn't explain why my left little finger is still intact. But I can't be sure if it's a dream now. I have to confirm this first, and it doesn't seem difficult to do this."

Thinking of this, A-Gump went downstairs to buy some refreshment and anti-fatigue drinks, bought some snacks, returned to the hotel, and started the most serious stay up late in his life.

And in front of him, stood his mobile phone, which displayed the world display in large characters.

A-Gump decided to persist in this way until dawn, to see if time would go back, if so, then he must still be in a dream.

It is painful to stay up late proactively and with business.

A-Gump had to hold back, so that he could resist the sleepiness that permeated his whole body at that moment.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and finally zero o'clock was approaching.

A-Gump stared intently at the world as it approached zero.

"9, 8, 731"

It's midnight.

A-Gump watched four zeros appear on the screen of the phone, and the date changed to the next day's date. Finally, it was not the second day when he came to Apple Island, but the third day.

However, he only saw this scene for a moment.

Almost at the same time as zero o'clock arrived, a blue light penetrated the window, passed through the curtains, and illuminated A-Gump's side face.

At the moment when the blue light flashed, A-Gump's eyes were in a trance, and he passed out completely.

Just before fainting, he reconfirmed everything on the screen without giving up.

"It's my third day in Apple Island. There is a problem with the Blu-ray, which will make me faint! This is not a dream, remember!"

"Boom!"

A-Gump fell on the wooden floor and fell into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next morning.

He picked up his phone and glanced at the date.

"Oh, it turned out to be the morning of the second day I came to Apple Island. Someone adjusted the date of my mobile phone. This is artificial."

Coming to the window, the actors outside became more and more natural, and it was already hard to see how strange those people were, if A-Gump hadn't seen them perform the same scene countless times.

Go back to the bed, lie down and look under the bed.

"Well, the Japanese short knife is missing. It seems that someone found this loophole and took it away. Obviously, I was walking in the rain yesterday, and my distraught appearance aroused their suspicion, so they searched here again.

Well, it's a conspiracy, probably an experiment, and I'm the subject of the experiment. "

"That is to say, I was not in a dream in the first place, nor was it some kind of Groundhog Day, but an artificial illusion."

"Although the purpose of the experiment is unknown, what is certain is that these guys are probably not human beings. After all, human beings do not have the technology to allow fingers to continue connecting overnight."

"Se Ami is probably dead. The person who plays with me every day is pretended by someone else. It may be because they look alike, or they may be disguised. Of course, that is not important. What is important is what is their purpose? Like this What kind of benefits can they get by acting with me?"

"If non-human existences do these things, then it must not be for such a vulgar thing as money. There must be a more terrifying reason."

Although the description of non-human is not much better than a dream, there are traces to follow. Although A-Gump is worried, he finally has a target to guess, which is a great improvement.

The three of Se Ami arrived on time.

A-Gump cheered up and performed a good show with Se Ami.

On Se Ami, he found no trace of disguise.

Of course, he didn't expect such a simple flaw, because even broken fingers can be reattached overnight, such a miraculous ability, plastic surgery is not the same as playing.

After sending Ami away, A-Gump expressed his lingering lingering desire, and hoped to take several more shots.

But Mitsui politely refused.

At the moment of being rejected, A-Gump had a feeling, as if Mitsui and others had passed some kind of test.

It was also as if he had passed some kind of test.

"Are there any new dramas?"

A-Gump thought of this thought inexplicably.

Another day of waiting.

When it was nearly midnight, A-Gump lay obediently on the bed, staring fixedly at the window.

Sure enough, at the moment when midnight fell, a blue light flashed outside the window, and immediately after that, he didn't know anything.

When he woke up again, A-Gump confirmed his guess from yesterday.

"A new drama has begun. Sure enough, my reaction yesterday was what they wanted."

The reason Forrest Gump is so sure is because time starts to work normally.

At this moment, the time displayed on the date is the No.15 day when A-Gump came to Apple Island.

A-Gump carefully counted the memories that were previously suspected to be dreams, including the memory of the city being soaked in the sea, which added up to exactly half a month.

"The other party is not afraid of my suspicion, no, the other party just wants me to be suspicious. What are they going to do? To make everything around them more and more real, but deliberately leave information that makes me suspicious. What is the purpose?"

After contemplating for a long time in the hotel room, in the end, the mysterious blue light from last night was in my mind.

"It was the blue light that made me fall asleep instantly. The reason why I fell asleep meant that I was not allowed to see what happened in this city after midnight, which is the truth! Then, I need to find a way to avoid that blue light."

Just as he was thinking, there was a roar in the sky.

That's the sound of an airplane taking off.

"The flight is cleared!"

At this moment, A-Gump didn't care about the blu-ray anymore. He immediately packed his luggage and drove straight to the airport.

However, what greeted him was still disappointment.

Because the staff said that there was a problem with Forrest Gump's certificate and he was unable to take the plane, and it would take some time to investigate.

A-Gump knew that this city was already functioning normally, but compared to him, this place was still an isolated island.

He didn't give up and went to the embassy, ​​but the answer he got was the same, there was indeed a problem with A-Gump's ID card, and what A-Gump had to do was to prove that he was A-Gump.

And nobody can do that, no.

What scares A-Gump the most is that although the embassy staff are very kind and gentle, A-Gump still clearly captures the coldness in their bones.

"Acting, they are acting!"

A-Gump roared in his heart, but his face only showed the expression he should have at this moment.

Helpless, hesitant, even mourning.

And this is actually Forrest Gump's true heart, so there is no trace of acting.

Leave the embassy and walk on the street.

A-Gump looked at everyone passing by.

I don't know why, A-Gump feels that everyone here is so fake, even though there are many people who speak the same native language as himself, A-Gump still doesn't make a foolish act of asking for help.

Because no one would believe him, and he didn't believe anyone he saw.

"The flight has passed, which means that people from all over the world have begun to leave and enter Apple Island, so there must be countless normal people here, and I must learn to distinguish their differences and find the real People, send out a distress signal."

At this time, A-Gump knew the pain of being alone.

Once, he thought it was freedom, but now he knows the importance of having friends and relatives.

But unfortunately, there is absolutely no such person in his phone address book.

Maybe there used to be, but it's gone now.

This is the sorrow of growing up and the sorrow of choice.

A-Gump tried the network of the mobile phone, and found that he could browse all websites normally, which means:

"As long as I photograph the real conspiracy that exists here and post the truth online, the conspirators behind will lose control of the scene, and I will have the opportunity to leave here. After all, there are people from all over the world who travel and work here. They You will not ignore your own people!"

"And the truth must be in this city after zero o'clock, and I want to find a place to completely avoid the blue light."

A-Gump locked his eyes on the sewer manhole cover beside the road.

"Yes, this is undoubtedly the best hiding place!"

Dongcheng has the largest underground drainage system in the world, and its size can even be called an underground palace.

A-Gump smiled, bought some refreshing drinks and food that could quickly provide calories, then avoided people's eyes and surveillance cameras, pried open the sewer manhole cover in the depths of a street garden, and got in along the ladder, The manhole cover was re-covered, and everything was done in a concealed and silent manner.

The underground waterway was dark and dark, but inexplicably, A-Gump felt a sense of security, a sense of security like a mouse hiding in a hole.

"I can't stay here, I have to go to the sewer exit on the street in front of the hotel, so that I can see who emits that blue light in front of my window every day, and what they do after the blue light!"

This is not difficult, A-Gump has a sense of direction like a migratory bird, even without navigation, he can accurately arrive at the destination he wants to reach.

There is still deep water in the sewer, and on the wall above the surface of the water, there are white crystals left on the wall after evaporation.

A-Gump tasted it and was sure it was sea salt.

"This place has indeed been submerged by sea water."

Arriving at the destination, listening to the continuous sound of car engines coming from the manhole cover, A-Gump hid in a blind spot of light, waiting quietly
(End of this chapter)