Chapter 15 Chapter Twelve What Did She Tell You?

Nash helped Faina walk slowly, and Fleur followed behind.After leaving Faina's house, the three of them didn't say a word.After getting into the car, Jiang Xia staggered in the dark for an hour, feeling uncomfortable in her chest. It's a pity that Faina is already blind, otherwise Jiang Xia would really like to see what an FBI detective looks like in reality.Children's Hospital found a skeleton, so it must have been dead for a long time, right?Otherwise, Fleur should have said that a "corpse" was found, not "bones."Why find a blind old lady to provide clues?Could it be because the bones were in Boston Children's Hospital where Faina used to work?

After going up a few steps and walking a certain distance, the three of them entered an elevator and went down two floors.Jiang Xia wrinkled her nose, she didn't know where they came, but she could only smell the smell of corruption in the air, and the temperature seemed to drop a lot. "Mrs. Faina," Nash finally spoke, "we are in the FBI's Boston branch. We will take you to identify the remains we found. It will be cold in the room for a while, and I will help you put on your clothes now." A cotton jacket. We also wear masks and gloves." After a few slams of the metal cabinet door, Nash took a piece of clothing and put it on Faina, and carefully inserted her hands through the sleeves.

Only then did Jiang Xia feel a little warmer. He heard the sound of swiping the door card, and then a gust of cold air rushed towards his face, mixed with the smell of disinfectant and formalin. "Old Tom, cabinet thirty-six," Fleur said gravely. "Register..." A middle-aged man's voice came from the other side of the room. It seemed that he was not as old as Fleur said, but his tone was flat, cold, obscure, and lifeless. Although he couldn't see anything, Jiang Xia knew clearly that they were in an underground morgue.He imagined the rows of freezers storing corpses all around him, and he couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster, but his back was extremely cold, as if the cold air that surrounded the corpses all day long came over when they saw a living person, and slipped through the jacket. The cotton coat on his body greedily absorbs heat from every hole in his body.

Sure enough, Old Tom skillfully opened a cabinet. Unlike Jiang Xia's imagination, he didn't seem to pull out a skateboard that contained the corpse, but he seemed to take out a heavy object wrapped in oilcloth directly from the cabinet and put it on the table. Open up.Even through the mask, Jiang Xia still smelled a strong earthy smell. "I'll set it up," said old Tom, and there was the sound of objects bumping against each other on the table. "Mrs. Faina, please come here." After waiting for a while, Nash took Faina's arm and led her to the stage. "This was found at the demolition site of the Stewart Ward Building at Boston Children's Hospital last week. It is the skeleton of an adult male."

Faina listened quietly. Nash went on to say: "The body was placed in the interlayer of the wall and then cemented. We have done some preliminary examinations and the man has been dead for about twenty years. It is true that the Stewart Ward was in 1975-1977. It has been repaired once every six years, and the body should have been put into the wall at that time. The age of the deceased when he was murdered should be about 20 years old. The fatal injury was suffocation." Ever since the two federal detectives briefed their intentions at Faina's house, Jiang Xia has been speculating on the origin of the skeleton, and he even thought of Pat.Jiang Xia remembered Faina's sigh when she received a call from Detective Fleur.This is really meaningful, and it is hard to understand.She must have realized something.

It sounded like it wasn't Pat now—the man had been forty years old in 1935.However, the FBI detectives must have their reasons for finding Faina. Could it be that they suspected that she was related to this murder case? Faina moved her lips and raised her hands.Nash hurriedly took it and guided her to the corpse that exuded an earthy and rotten stench. Jiang Xia felt sour in his heart, he really didn't want to touch that thing. The first thing I touched was a leg bone, which had been severely deformed after being curled up in the concrete wall for 20 years.Through the glove, Jiang Xia felt that what he was touching was not a clean skeleton, but some muscles, skin tissue and hair that had not completely decayed were still attached to it.It made him unspeakably sick.

There are many large and small holes in the bone.Is it left by maggots crawling in and out to suck the bone marrow?he thinks.Another layer of goosebumps appeared on his body. Faina lowered her leg bones and touched the pelvis. She didn't stay for a moment and continued to touch upwards. This person's tailbone is very prominent, as if it hasn't fully evolved yet.Faina kneaded joint by joint along her spine.Jiang Xia was puzzled, what tricks could she figure out by fumbling around? After touching the spine, Faina went to touch the dead man's ribs. "This man has three broken ribs," said old Tom. "Two were wounds in combat, and the other was buried in the wall and broken by gravity."

Faina didn't speak, and insisted on touching every rib carefully. "Why are you looking for me?" Faina asked, holding the dead man's head with both hands. This is exactly what Jiang Xia wanted to know, he listened intently, no longer bothering with the work in hand. Nash made an "uh", and Fleur took the topic over. "We found your hair on the dead man's clothing. So we think you should know the dead man." Jiang Xia was taken aback! Faina was still very calm, she slowly put down the skull of the deceased, and said: "If you can find me by testing the DNA of the hair, why don't you test the DNA of the deceased to find out who he is, instead ask me ?”

Fleur walked over and said slowly: "This is the problem. We did examine the hair and some residual tissues of the deceased. The DNA analysis results did not match the records in our database. Our records twenty years ago It's far from complete, and there's no way to collect biometric data on everyone." "No one I know is missing." Faina said lightly. The room was once again gloomy and cold, Jiang Xia could only hear the hissing wind from the air conditioner. After a while, Fleur said, "Tom, did the deceased have any physical characteristics? Approximately how tall?"

"Well, about five foot five, and other features..." Old Tom was flipping through the notebook. Jiang Xia pondered, five feet five inches is about 1.7 meters, which is really not high for foreigners.If someone broke two ribs, he wouldn't be too fat - there is no thick oil for cushioning.He imagined that the dead man was strangled from behind and pressed tightly against the wall. The rope bit into the flesh and cut off the windpipe.The man kicked his legs wildly, waved his arms in the air, and made a "click" sound from his throat. He lost his breath for a moment. Tom then murmured, as if talking to himself: "I can't see any features from the bones alone, because they have been pressed in the cement for too long, and many bone structures have been deformed, which is not very good. We Going to do some ultrasound and resonance experiments to see if there are any further findings."

After a pause, Fleur seemed dissatisfied with Tom's test results.He turned to Faina: "Mrs. Faina, recall, did you ever know a young man who was five feet five inches tall, and then lost contact? He has your hair on him, and you should be more familiar right?" Faina turned around and walked out. While removing the rubber gloves, she said: "Most of the people I know are this tall, and they are not missing." "Do you know a man named Pat?" Nash shouted behind him. Faina stopped walking, Jiang Xia obviously felt her heart constrict suddenly, and her face was a little hot.This was the first time he felt Faina's emotional changes this time. "What's wrong?" Faina quickly regained her composure. "Do you still have contact with him?" After a long silence, Faina turned around and shook her head. "When was the last time you saw Pat? Did he have any children?" Faina thought for a moment: "1964. He had no children before that." "And after that?" Nash asked. Before Faina could answer, Fleur said, "Thank you, Faina, we will send someone to take you back. Please contact us if you remember anything." With Faina's character, Jiang Xia thought, even if she thinks of something, she won't contact you, so goodbye. After eating a simple homemade lunch, Faina is ready for a lunch break.Fortunately, Faina washed her hands thoroughly several times as soon as she came out of the morgue, otherwise Jiang Xia's awkwardness after touching the corpse would be very sad.Faina washed her hands carefully, just like when she was young. After shaking off the residual water, she also used the liquid in a small bottle to care for her hands.This is a professional habit she has developed all her life, right?Those hands felt tender, soft, and extremely agile, as if they belonged to an eighty-year-old. Lying on the bed, Jiang Xia felt sore joints all over his body, and the loose flesh on his legs trembled uncontrollably.Faina sat up halfway, found a glass of light salt water on the bedside and drank it in one gulp. Slowly, the flesh stopped shaking, but his body was still sore and weak.Faina fell into a deep sleep, but Jiang Xia couldn't sleep.Federal detectives appear to be suspicious of the dead man's connection to Pat.Judging by age, Pat himself can be ruled out.Pat's son is also unlikely. According to Nash, the deceased should have been born in the late 1950s, when Pat was almost sixty, so it is possible that he was his grandson. Fleur and Nash may have found out about Faina's youthful affair with Pat.The last time Jiang Xia saw that forty-year-old man was in 1935.In this way, after Pat finished using Faina, he still chose to disappear, thus causing lifelong harm to the little nurse.Even to this day, upon hearing Pat's name, this old lady who doesn't make waves about anything is still helplessly moved. Just thinking about it, Jiang Xia heard Faina speak softly. "Dear child..." The old lady may have had a dream.Jiang Xia thought. "I know you're listening, listening to me." Jiang Xia was shocked all over, he turned his eyeballs to look around, but still couldn't see anything. "Don't doubt, I'm just telling you. I know, you are Chinese." Jiang Xia was silent for a moment.This is really hell!How did Faina know of her existence?Had she known all along? "No matter what age and where you got my memory, since you saw what I saw, felt what I felt, and experienced some of my important experiences, then it shows that you didn't make good use of your memory. The wealth you have... What you have is a double-edged sword. It can be used to destroy the entire human civilization, or it can be used to achieve great progress. Unfortunately, you almost chose the former... You need to know the whole The ins and outs of this matter, I want you to learn to abandon its evil..." Jiang Xia was confused, but seemed to understand something at this moment: Faina had foreseen in 1997 that her memory would be seen by others a few years later.And this person's responsibility is to follow her instructions to accomplish one thing, a big thing.The frightening thing is that Faina actually knew that this person would be Jiang Xia!This is obviously a huge plan that has lasted for decades, but how can he take on such an important task? "Please listen to me patiently," Faina continued, unhurriedly, "You probably don't know who gave you my memory yet, but I already have a candidate in my heart. As for this person Who, I'll tell you when I get a chance. But it doesn't matter." "My memory may be fragmented when it is input into your brain. But I think you should be a smart person, so I first suggest you to sort out all the memories of me you have seen in chronological order, plus With my reminder, you can know what I want you to do." Jiang Xia was anxious when she heard this: This old lady!Knowing that the memory is fragmented and still talking so much, I am lucky to catch up with you and say this, so let's talk about it first, okay? Faina didn't care about that much, she seemed to be sorting out her thoughts while talking, not in a hurry. "Where do I start? Let me introduce myself first, just to remember... My name is Faina Dolgolukaya, born in Glazov, Soviet Union in 1918. I also There is another name, which is no longer known in this world, and my name is Faina Canddington." Jiang Xia was shocked!This surname seems to have been heard somewhere! "My father is American, my mother is Soviet. Dolgolukaya is my mother's family name. My grandfather was a surgeon, but he died when my father was born..." Jiang Xia suddenly remembered that there was a genius surgeon in Boston at the end of the 19th century who could perform three surgeries at the same time. His name was William Canddington!Could he be Faina's grandfather?While listening to Faina's slow explanation, Jiang Xia recalled the introduction of historical facts he saw in the Harvard Museum. Dr. Canddington co-founded Boston Children's Hospital with Dr. Brown, and later independently opened a surgical clinic called "The Third Station".Later, patients in the "Third Station" clinic died strangely, and Faina's grandfather was also puzzled, and finally died of depression.This legendary genius doctor turned out to be Faina's grandfather!Could it be that he left some secrets for his descendants before he died?For Jiang Xia, when he saw this story in the museum of Harvard Medical School, the biggest question in his mind was how those patients died inexplicably.Maybe it was this big secret that Faina wanted to tell him. "After my grandfather passed away, my grandmother brought my father to the Soviet Union. He trained my father to be a surgeon since he was a child, and wanted him to inherit his grandfather's mantle. But he had no talent. Although he became a local surgeon, he never Very mediocre." Faina stopped, stroked her hair, and lay on her side, "When I said he was mediocre, I didn't mean that my father was a quack doctor. He was a competent surgeon. His medical skills are superb, but he is far behind my grandfather." Jiang Xia couldn't help being amazed. Since the patients in Dr. Canddington's "Third Clinic" died strangely, and it was located in Salem, which is known as the "City of Witches", people naturally thought that this surgeon, who could be called a master, had some kind of evil force.Although people can no longer hang and crush those who were mistaken for "witches" as in the seventeenth century, they must point and avoid Dr. Canddington's widow and children.It is conceivable what kind of pressure the mother and son were under at that time, so that they fled to the Soviet Union. Jiang Xia remembered that it was recorded in the historical materials of the Harvard Museum that Dr. Brown, the founder of Boston Children's Hospital, bought the "Third Station" and gave Mrs. Canddington a sum of money in exchange for the old friendship.As for what happened next, there is no more text to describe it.What Mrs. Canddington originally did is not known, but since she can teach her son to be a surgeon, she is naturally an extraordinary figure.Or, maybe Dr. Canddington once recorded a surgical secret book or something that was handed down, and even Faina had seen it! Thinking of this, Jiang Xia remembered Faina's meticulous washing of hands, which seemed to have become her lifelong habit from 1935 to 1997.If it is not a long-term training of professional doctors, who would care so much about the cleanliness of hands?Schweil once told him that a good surgeon should pay special attention to his hands. Although he needs to wash his hands for more than three minutes before the operation because of the sterilization, he should use a special lotion to keep his hands moist. degree, softness and toughness.Nails should not exceed one millimeter in length at any time, and must not have burrs, let alone splits.All of these fit the characteristics of Faina's hands.Whenever Faina gently rubs her hands, Jiang Xia can feel that they don't look like the hands of an eighty-year-old lady at all.Thinking about it now, in the past sixty years, her hands seem to have not changed, they are still as fresh and nimble as sixteen or seventeen years old.In addition, when Faina used a knife to cut the bacon, although she used a fruit knife, her knife was so stable that every knife fit perfectly, both in terms of strength and angle.Could it be... Faina actually got the true biography of Dr. Canddington? "When I was twelve years old, in 1930, my grandmother and my father brought me to the United States. We lived in this house at the time, and I was put into a nurse at Boston Children's Hospital school. Then my father went back to the Soviet Union to continue his work as a doctor, and my grandmother, who was almost seventy years old, stayed here to take care of me. After two years of nursing school, my grandmother died. I understand why they sent I came to the United States. My father had many long talks with me, and he told me a horrible thing that happened in my grandfather's surgery clinic. It turns out that for more than forty years after my grandfather passed away, they have been looking for The answer. They don't want grandpa to die in such an unexplained way, and they don't want their mother and son to be displaced in such an unexplained way. But more importantly, they want to protect it from being taken away by evil people..." "When I was studying, I met Megan and Cindy in my class. They were five or six years older than me and took care of me like a little sister. Later, they and I became friends who talked about everything... " Faina stopped, as if she had returned to the past time. Jiang Xia was a little disappointed. He thought that Faina would tell her what her father and grandma told her, who and what she wanted to protect. "After graduating from nursing school, I successfully entered Boston Children's Hospital as an intern, while Megan and Cindy both went to other hospitals. Later, Megan introduced her brother to me. His name is Patrick," she sighed, " We all called him Pat. He was a biologist, a brilliant biologist. But nobody wanted to hire him because of his rebellious nature." Jiang Xia had doubts in his heart.He and Pat had met in 1935, when Faine was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old nurse.Although Jiang Xia didn't like that man very much, she couldn't say why.As for the rebellion, Jiang Xia didn't notice it, but felt that Pat was the kind of person who followed suit.He uses his masculine charm to seduce girls' feelings to help him achieve his goal. This kind of man is simply rubbish!The more Jiang Xia thought about it, the angrier she became. "But I was fascinated by him at the time. I liked his persistence and enthusiasm. I thought he really liked me, at least I really liked him. What can a seventeen-year-old girl know about emotions? What? She only knows the longing for love in her heart. She regards every look and every word of the man she admires as a reminder of love. I was living in the moving world I built until there was One day he asked me to help him steal the baby specimen, until one day I found out that Pat was not Megan's brother at all, but a lover, until one day Pat and Megan disappeared without a trace at the same time... Only then did I realize that the beautiful world full of color and warmth was painted by myself, and in that world, I was actually the only one.” Jiang Xia couldn't help holding her breath, her heart raised high. Faina touched a piece of soft paper to wipe away the tears that had filled the corners of her eyes for sixty years, but still lingering with the girl's youthful love. Not loving someone can hurt her for three to five years, but cheating on someone can hurt her for the rest of her life.Jiang Xia lamented Faina's misfortune, and the scene of Chen Xiting deceiving him emerged again.Her own heartache and Faina's heartache were intertwined, and Jiang Xia felt that her chest was about to explode. And who is that baby specimen?Worth Pat and Meghan devising such a hoax?Apparently, Pat originally expected Meghan to steal baby specimens to extract brain cells.However, Megan failed to enter the Children's Hospital as an intern as he wished, so the two men came up with Faina's idea. Faina didn't speak for a while.Jiang Xia felt her eyeballs move, as if her eyes were pressed by something, or rubbed into gravel, the pain was unbearable.Faina didn't have a big reaction, probably because she has been blind for a long time and she is used to it. After hearing Faina's words to herself, Jiang Xia faintly felt that the baby with only half of her body seemed to be related to her grandfather's death.Jiang Xia tried hard to recall the wax-sealed label on the glass jar containing the dead baby he had seen, which recorded the date when the specimen was made. 1889? May 26, 1889… That's right!It is this day. This day should be relatively close to the time when the strange death of a patient occurred in the "Third Station" clinic.But what does this mean? Could it be that the dead baby Faina handed over to Pat was one of the patients who died at the "third" clinic?He extracted the baby's brain cells, is it to find the cause of their death by obtaining the baby's memory?And Jenquis fixed Faina's head naturally to do some brain experiments, right?Faina's memory, the baby's memory, her own memory.This memory turmoil across time and space really made Jiang Xia wonder how to face it and how to think about it. After a long silence, Faina let out a long sigh. "Let's not mention those things for now... just remember," Faina suddenly lowered her voice, "I handed over the real baby to the Biology Department of the Complutense University in Spain in 1970." Greg Goldstein." Faina pulled up the thin quilt on her body, and then retracted her hand. "He is a kid I know. He is very reliable. After you see him..." Faina lowered her voice a bit, almost speaking with her breath, even Jiang Xia had to work hard to hear it.But her lips opened and closed obviously, so Jiang Xia listened attentively while feeling the movement of her lips. "Give him the bottle of red wine after you see him, and he will give you the specimen." liquor?What red wine?This made Jiang Xia feel very abrupt.He was wondering to himself, when Faina opened and closed her shriveled lips and muttered: "This is a problem...wine...I gave it to someone who shouldn't have given it to me by mistake. I don't know when you saw me When remembering, can I get it back..." Jiang Xia reluctantly kept Faina's words in her heart.But there is no wine, and it seems that there is no need to go to Spain. Under the quilt, Faina gently put her index finger and middle finger together and shook them slowly. Suddenly, something flashed in front of his eyes, and Jiang Xia seemed to see the long-lost light!A few fan blades faintly passed by in the light.He was startled and looked intently, but saw Ye Guangting's face. That beam of light was the flashlight Zhou Qingzi was holding in his hand. Jiang Xia squinted her eyes to look at the faces of the two, full of unhappiness.But the body is not as weak as the first time. Ye Guangting knelt on one leg in front of Jiang Xia and looked at him.Qingzi moved the flashlight away and came closer. "Are you two on a date? My old lady over there is dying of old age!" Ye Guangting looked at Qingzi and smiled: "It's a shame! We would have gone out if we had known. But twenty minutes is not enough for us to do anything." "Stay away from death!" Qingzi cursed with a smile. Jiang Xia sat up, shook her neck, and heard a few sounds of muscles and bones colliding.Qingzi stretched out her hand to help him knead gently. "What did you just say, Guangting? How long have you been waiting for me?" "Twenty minutes," Qingzi replied, "didn't you tell us to drag you out in twenty minutes?" "Oh..." Jiang Xia bowed her head in silence. "What's wrong with you?" Qingzi asked with concern. "It's nothing, it's just that I experienced Faina's memories of more than a day in these twenty minutes." "Oh?" Ye Guangting said, "So, this thing is not necessarily synchronized? Besides, what's the matter? Did you just say old lady?" "Yeah, what I saw this time was Faina in 1997. She was 80 years old. Actually, I didn't see anything. It was pitch black in front of me. The old lady was already blind..." After working hard all night, and lying in the old factory building for three days, it is a miracle that the young man didn't collapse due to his physical strength.At this moment, Jiang Xia was extremely exhausted. After returning home, she took a warm shower and fell asleep. This sleep lasted fifteen hours, and it was already night when she woke up. Zhou Qingzi went home with Jiang Xia, she was also very tired, she slept until noon, got up and bought a lot of food.This is not the first time she sneaked into Jiang Xia's house while her parents were away, but the host didn't remember it. Jiang Xia slept so that her eyes were swollen and bloodshot, her body was limp and lifeless, and her mouth was dry.Qingzi was watching DVDs on the sofa in the living room.Jiang Xia looked up and saw a cup of warm tea on the bedside table, which had almost lost its color.This was obviously done by Lepton, and the hot water was refilled over and over again to maintain the temperature. Jiang Xia took a sip of tea, her lips were moistened with hot water and felt very refreshed.My heart is even warmer.He called Qingzi to sit on the edge of the bed, and gently put his arms around her waist.Qingzi half-turned his body to test Jiang Xia's forehead with his hand, and looked at him distressedly. "Are you hungry?" Jiang Xia pursed her lips and nodded——A man in love, no matter how advanced his knowledge and status is, once he gives his heart to a woman, he will return to his childhood, not to mention that Jiang Xia himself is still a child. And children, twenty-four or twenty-seven-year-olds.After experiencing so many extraordinary things, Jiang Xia seems to be indifferent to many things, but her feelings for the girl in front of her are growing day by day.Many things that Jiang Xia didn't remember from the past seemed to come back to him.Qingzi's frowns and smiles, certain words and actions, seemed to have been heard or seen before. Qingzi also worked hard all night, with obvious dark circles under his eyes, but his eyes looking at Jiang Xia are still gentle.She poked Jiang Xia's lips with her slender fingers, stood up and went to the kitchen.She bought Jiang Xia's favorite boiled fish at a restaurant outside the community, and it was still hot under the hot oil. "Can you get out of bed?" she asked, "Should I not feed you?" Jiang Xia still lay there without moving, feeling all the beautiful things at present.The aroma of tea is still on his cheeks, and the hum of the microwave oven in the kitchen has also been heard.He imagined the two-person world with Qingzi, and suddenly wanted to form a small family with the girl who was in the kitchen. Hearing Jiang Xia's silence, Qingzi poked his head out of the kitchen playfully to look at him. "Were you like this in the past?" Jiang Xia asked nonchalantly. "What did you say? What's it like?" Qingzi didn't understand, "Get up..." Jiang Xia lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked into the kitchen.His body was warm, and he hugged Qingzi from behind. "It smells good." "What fragrance? Fish fragrance or my fragrance?" Qingzi replied with a smile. "Fish fragrance... you are more fragrant." Jiang Xia kissed Qingzi's hair, "I just asked you, in the past, in those three years, would you come to my house to eat with me? Just like now." "Three or four times, and you have to take advantage of when your parents are not at home. You were so busy at that time, you didn't know what to do all day long, but you never saw anyone." Qingzi took out the hot rice from the microwave oven, "Although we got better at that time, I was always not at ease. Your mood was very unstable, sometimes very gentle, and sometimes very irritable. I always feel that we are together today, but I don't know what will happen tomorrow." Jiang Xia has been holding Qingzi lazily, and accompanied her to bring the meal to the table in the restaurant. "Okay," Qingzi pretended to be impatient, "You would never have depended on me like this before." "So I want to make it up..." Jiang Xia didn't let go, and carried Qingzi back to the kitchen. Qingzi twisted his waist: "Take out the fish, I'll heat up the vegetables." "Oh." Jiang Xia agreed, and finally she was willing to let go. "Don't you need to go today?" Jiang Xia thought about it, he wanted to go.But he couldn't bear to let Qingzi accompany him to do these crazy things.Although I was able to stay in China for four weeks, more than a week has passed now.The rest of the time is long and long, and short is also fleeting.Faina's memory has been transplanted into his own brain, perhaps only in China, only in that old factory building can he fully discover it.Moreover, there is still no clue about Schweil's commission to find Zhao Cheng.These are all things he can't let go of. "I'm still going, hurry up and find some clues. Guangting can just accompany me." Jiang Xia paused, "How about you, do me a favor?" "Say it." "Zhao Cheng," Jiang Xia looked at Qingzi's face, and found out in KTV a few days ago that Zhao Cheng's mobile phone was registered by her sister Lin Jiayun, which really made Qingzi nervous for a while, "Can you help me find out about this person?" ?” "Okay." To Jiang Xia's surprise, Qingzi readily agreed, as if nothing had happened. "Don't exceed twenty minutes each time." Qingzi instructed. Jiang Xia half raised her face, lowered her eyes and squinted at Qingzi, the corners of her mouth curled up in a half-smile: "How can a woman think a man spends too much time?" Qingzi looked at Jiang Xia with wide eyes, and finally understood what he meant, put down the bowl and chopsticks with a shy smile, leaned over and hit him.The tabletop shook, and the fish splashed in the silver basin. "Seriously, what did you see this time?" Qingzi sat back on the chair out of frustration. Jiang Xia ate a piece of fish, she was really hungry after sleeping all day. "This Faina is not an ordinary person. When she was seventeen years old, she looked like an ordinary nurse. This time I went in again, it was her in 1997. Now it looks..." Jiang Xia looked at Qingzi, slowly Shaking her head slowly, "This person is not simple. Faina is a person who never reveals her heart. Not only are outsiders absolutely unable to see through her, but her heart is almost never disturbed." "Can't even you feel it?" Qingzi asked. Jiang Xia shook her head. "As soon as I entered, Faina was tied up in a dark room. I think it is very similar to the acoustic laboratory we saw at MIT. I think you are right, dream recorder A large part of my dreams extracted from here are actually Faina's memories." Qingzi's eyes flickered, and he was amused: "This is fun, if it is true, can many clues be connected?" "I haven't thought about it yet. I'll think about it after eating in a while." Qingzi blinked: "No, you can rest. Let's talk about something else. I'll think about it with you tomorrow." Jiang Xia served Qingzi some food, and kissed her on the face with her oily mouth, causing Qingzi to yell and wipe with a napkin. "It's really rewarding this time. The person who kidnapped Faina seems to be trying to get her in the head." Jiang Xia seemed to be unable to avoid this topic for a while, "That person doesn't want Faina to know who he is, but he still I accidentally found out." Jiang Xia looked smug. "It's not as good as God's fortune. He is Zhan, Kui, and Si!" "Oh?" Qingzi was also a little surprised, he lowered his head and thought: "Him? The missing one?" Jiang Xia nodded slowly with her eyes wide open, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Why did that person have something to do with Faina? My God!" Qingzi became nervous again, "You have Faina's memory in your mind, Janques wanted to harm Faina, and Janquis came to China to find her. Zhao Cheng, and Zhao Cheng has a relationship with my sister..." "It's almost connected!" Jiang Xia patted Qingzi's hand to comfort him, "But the next day Zhanquis called again and asked Faina to go to the concert." "Is there anything special about Jenquis's speech?" Lepton asked. Jiang Xia thought for a while: "It's nothing, the average American's voice seems a bit hoarse. This Faina, why don't I say she's unusual, she pretends nothing happened at all, Belle has style. "Jiang Xia has always admired the kind of people who possess unique skills but don't show off at all. He always thinks that is the master.Speaking of this, he actually got a little excited, raised his eyebrows at Qingzi, and began to eat sullenly. "Then she really can hold back." Qingzi also seemed to start to admire Faina, "Then what did she say to you?" Jiang Xia coughed violently, as if his throat was stuck by a fishbone, his mouth moved, he frowned and tried to swallow a few times. "What's the matter? Stuck?" Qingzi asked nervously, "No one snatched it from you, what are you doing eating so fast? How about some vinegar?" He got up and went to the kitchen. Jiang Xia took a few sips of vinegar and felt better.He came to the bathroom mirror and opened his mouth to look left and right. Something is wrong. he thinks. Jiang Xia closed the toilet door. "Is it better?" Qingzi asked outside the door, "Let me in." Jiang Xia answered vaguely and coughed dryly from time to time.There seems to be something stuck in my throat or my heart, which makes me feel uncomfortable.The self in the mirror suddenly became haggard.Ten hours of deep sleep had already brought some blood to his face, but his eyes were dry and dry, but tears were about to burst out. "Swallowing a mouthful of rice will do the trick." Jiang Xia came out of the toilet, looking at Qingzi with concern.She was standing outside with a rice bowl, picking up a small ball of rice with her chopsticks and waiting to feed him. 江夏慢慢张开嘴含住轻子送过来的米饭，微仰起头不加咀嚼整个咽了下去。轻子绕到他身后用手轻轻抚摩他的后背。 "OK?" 传下来的经验毕竟有它的道理，经过一通醋顺饭压，嗓子里果然不再有刺痛的感觉。江夏长出一口气，回过身摸摸轻子脑袋，把她揽入怀中。轻子被这个拥抱搞得手足无措，只得支着拿着饭碗的手与江夏贴了贴脸。 “我真没用，吃饭吧。啊对了，你刚才问我什么？”江夏问。 “啊？忘了，嘿嘿。” 叶广庭回家见了爸妈然后也睡了一觉，晚上十点的时候被江夏一个电话约了出来。爸爸早已派司机为儿子送来了代步工具，一辆玛莎拉蒂Quattroporte。这车本来就是为叶广庭买的，可他只开了几次就去美国上学了。重又见到他的宝贝，叶广庭兴奋不已，马上跳了进去，在绕着别墅区的马路上疯跑了几圈。450马力发动机的轰鸣声激荡着他的肾上腺素喷涌上升。到临出门时却觉得太过招摇，坚持开了妈妈的奥迪车。 两个人在北京一家很平常的小酒馆里就座。叶广庭还没吃饭，江夏要了酒自己喝着。空气中弥漫着菜香、酒香和淡淡的香烟味道。地面油腻腻的，上面有两三支烟头。叶广庭的菲拉格慕鞋子踩在上面发出“嘎嘎”的声音。他低头看了看鞋底，撇了撇嘴。 “说真的，你这种低调态度我很欣赏。”江夏褒奖地对叶广庭说道，“做人嘛，就要能屈能伸。进高档餐厅咱能使出范儿来，来这种小烂馆子也照样吃得杯盘狼藉。豪车开得拉风，开烂车咱一样超你妈的速！” 叶广庭眯着眼，微笑着看江夏，觉得这位平时说话斯文、饱含逻辑的科学家今天借着酒劲儿恐怕要发泄出什么来。 “我倒不是说你妈的奥迪是烂车啦。”江夏找补道。 “你妈的！咋还骂上人了呢？” 江夏大笑几声，接着说：“下次你也让我们坐坐玛莎行吗？” 叶广庭把烟头扔到地上，踩灭了。 “废这么半天话，我还以为你能说出什么提气的东西呢。敢情就这个？别说坐，让你开都没问题。我今天是不想太张扬。老爸有钱不是我的错，拿他的钱出来臭屁就不好了。”叶广庭夹一口菜吃进嘴里边嚼边含混地说道，“真不好！” 服务员送上来一盘京酱肉丝和一瓶啤酒。江夏熟练地夹了一筷子肉丝放到薄薄的豆腐皮上，又摆上几根切得极细的葱白，像卷烤鸭一样包起来递给叶广庭。 “你跟杨珊说过你是'富二代'吗？” “别来劲啊！哥们儿现在弄明白了，眼下这词是骂人的话。我没跟她说过我家的事。现在这人和人在一块儿总得图你点儿什么。这不是贬义啊，无可厚非的。要么图你人好，要么图你钱多。我倒要看看她图我什么……” 叶广庭停了下来，他看见江夏眼圈红了。 “怎么了哥们儿？葱熏的？” 没有说话，江夏的眼里已经饱含泪水。 叶广庭招手又要了一只杯子，把桌上的啤酒倒进去，举了起来。 “哥们儿不知道你想起什么事了，不过估计跟女孩子有关。这时候得有酒，我一会儿把车就撂这儿，跟你打车过去，哥们儿陪你喝。” 江夏苦笑一下，慵懒地与叶广庭碰了个杯，喝了一半。 “你和轻子怎么认识的？”他问叶广庭。 “我就知道这滴英雄泪里有女人的影子。”叶广庭干了，重又斟满，“轻子是朋友介绍认识的，然后一块儿吃的饭，还有杨珊一起。” “什么朋友？” “一老外，那时候老一块儿喝酒的。”叶广庭望着低头出神的江夏，继续说道，“那个老外嘛，倒是没什么特别的，就是在酒吧喝酒的时候遇到的。那哥们儿是华尔街的一个股票经纪，好像说轻子是他学妹，就这么给拉过来了。” 江夏独自把剩下的半杯酒喝掉，自己包了肉丝吃。叶广庭帮他倒上酒。 “我这个梦啊，记忆啊什么的弄到现在，我也无所谓了，就是想知道在我身上究竟发生过什么。” 叶广庭点点头。 “你和轻子一直在帮我，我特别感动。至于最后发现我的脑子里面藏着什么阴谋，什么古怪的事情我都不在乎。我去那烂厂房，一次一次地把自己折腾进去，已经是在玩儿了。”江夏扬了扬手，看着叶广庭，“我已经在玩儿了你知道吗？我现在在乎什么呢？我他妈什么都不在乎！”江夏顿了顿，举了举杯一口干了：“可是今天，就在吃晚饭的时候。我突然想知道一件事。你讲话，我就想知道轻子图我什么。” 叶广庭皱了皱眉，不明白江夏的意思。 两杯快酒下肚，江夏看四周的人和景物都渐渐亮起来，听到的声音也开始含混。他的心里却越来越堵，真想给轻子打个电话，听听她的声音。他的手按住兜里的手机，挪了挪屁股，却终于没有站起来。 叶广庭咂了口酒，挺直了腰望了望自己停在门口的车，说道：“你们俩今天早上不是还挺好的吗？你这情绪怎么突然变这样了？要我说啊，轻子是个好姑娘。你们俩过去的事我不清楚，但就凭她对你这股执着劲儿，难找了。” 江夏嘴微张，似要说话。 服务员走过来上了一盘水晶肘子：“您的菜齐了。” “好好好！”叶广庭高兴了，仿佛刚从牢里放出来一般敏捷地用筷子扒拉扒拉松软的肘子皮肉，夹起一块放进嘴里大嚼，发出夸张的声音，“这东西可解馋！吃吧哥们儿，别绷着啦。女人的事儿说不清，还是肘子实惠！” 江夏看着对面这位朴实的“富二代”，嘴角终于露出一丝笑意，正正身体，吃了一筷子。 “还喝吗？你丫可上脸了。”叶广庭吃得兴致高涨，举起酒杯。 江夏没说话，喝了，靠回椅背微笑着看着叶广庭。 “齐了！”叶广庭歪着脑袋重重点了下头，扬脖干了，“咱一会儿还干不干事了？” “干哪！干吗不干哪？不干干吗来了？”江夏提高了嗓门，给两人又续上酒。叶广庭幸灾乐祸地看着正在豪言壮语的江夏。 博士就是博士，江夏嚷嚷一通后马上平复了，他压低了声音说：“跟你说一事儿，我觉得轻子跟我在一起还有别的目的……” 叶广庭一怔，没有说话。 “晚上吃饭的时候，她问我'法伊娜和你说什么了'。” 叶广庭缓缓放下筷子，拿出一支烟自己点上，然后把整包扔给江夏。 “什么意思？法伊娜？她能跟你说什么？你脑子里的法伊娜记忆不都是发生在过去的吗？一个过去的人能和现在的你有交流吗？” 江夏默默地点头，又摇摇头：“我和法伊娜没有一来一往的交流，但是法伊娜的确对我说了话！她甚至知道我是中国人！这就是为什么我觉得轻子可能知道很多事情的原因。”江夏心里一阵刺痛的感觉，胃里的酒向上一直顶到喉咙。他长嘘口气，停了半晌：“法伊娜是个很神秘的角色。她早已料想到，或者说根本就是在她计划中的，她的记忆会被移植到我的大脑中。所以她在那个时候，一九九七年或者更早，就开始自言自语。而实际上法伊娜就是在对她记忆的受体——也就是我——在说话。她知道有一天我能看到她的记忆，听到她的话，所以要给我一些提示。” 江夏断断续续地说道。 “我当时听到法伊娜突然对我说起了话吃了一惊，心里有一种别样的感觉。她行事高深莫测、匪夷所思。你刚才听我说起这事的时候不也完全不理解是什么意思么？” “如果轻子不是清楚地知道法伊娜对我说了话，她怎么可能问出这样的问题来？她怎么可能想到会有这样的事情发生呢？你再帮我琢磨琢磨，'她对你说什么了'，这句话正常吗？” 叶广庭听懂了，但是不知道该回应什么。他的手拿着筷子，不自知地一下一下戳着面前的肘子，想象着在一间沐浴着夕照的大房间里，法伊娜独自坐在窗口的木制高脚椅子上，自己和自己低声说着话。这是一幅怎样孤单的画面！而在那瘦弱的背影下，法伊娜也许有着无比丰富的内心世界，她有很多事要做、要想、要设计。也许她并不觉得孤单。