Chapter 4 the dead know the truth

I thought about Wilbur's words for a while, shook my head, and asked, "Wilbur, why are you thinking about this issue?" Wilbur's voice sank: "Do you remember what Confucius said? 'If you don't know life, how can you know death?' The world before us is a mystery to us. We can't see the whole world. Incomplete shadows, living in false illusions, deceiving ourselves and others. When we leave this world and set off for a more mysterious nether country, then we will find that in that unknown country, we don’t know where we came from , how can we know where we have arrived?"

I was silent for a moment, then asked, "Wilbur, are you sure there must be another world?" Wilbur laughed. "It's not another world. It's still this world. A world we've never been in, and we'll never leave." I thought about it: "Wilbur, do you mean that the kingdom of the nether world after death is actually the same as our real world?" Wilbur said: "As I told you before, the simplest answer must be the most correct. Because the laws of this world are the simplest." Did Wilbur mean... The old man interrupted me quickly: "Life is eternal, and the rest are illusions."

Life is eternal?I expressed doubts about Wilbur's statement, and whispered: "A living person has a life. Does a dead person still have life?" Wilbur didn't hear clearly, and yelled at me, "Speak up, don't be like a pissed off daughter-in-law." I blurted out, "Wilbur, do you mean that there are ghosts in this world?" "Ghost?" Wilbur seemed taken aback and stared at me dumbfounded. "That's right, I'm talking about ghosts that are invisible and disappear without a trace. Just like in the movies, after a person dies, his grievances cannot be justified, his spirit is immortal, and he turns into a ghost to seek revenge on his enemies. "I said.

Wilbur looked at me displeasedly: "Don't you think this question is too tasteless?" I honestly replied: "I haven't really considered the matter of taste. I just want to hear a definite answer from you, Wilbur." Wilbur shook his head: "Based on my life's experience as a police officer, I can tell you clearly. There are no ghosts in this world. If there are any, there are ghosts in people's hearts." That's fine.I breathed a long sigh of relief: "Wilbur, let's continue the conversation with taste. In fact, what I mean is that for the dead, the consciousness has stopped functioning, and they can no longer feel the world..."

The old man gave me a hard look: "Xia Dachuan, will you die if you read too many books? A world that is not perceived is in an uncertain state. Without perception, the world loses its certainty." .As far as the dead are concerned, our world has lost its certainty. Do you understand quantum mechanics? Can’t you read books if you don’t understand?” Reading... I hurriedly hid the "Overseas Criminal Investigation Case Collection" I brought behind my back, it seems that I didn't understand the old man's mind.Wilbur's interest has deviated from the frivolity in the criminal case.My eyes fell on the old photo album on the old man's lap again, and I said, "Wilbur, it is said that the photo album in your hand has been carried with you all your life. No matter where you go, you always take it with you. Is it true?"

Wilbur's answer was straightforward: "You are not allowed to read this album." "Why?" I asked dissatisfied, "It's not like I haven't seen it before." The old man said: "This photo album is Schrodinger's cat. It is in a closed state of uncertainty. Once it is opened, the uncertainty will turn into smoke and dust. The final result may not be what you like." Wilbur's words almost made me laugh.This lovely old man, who lived to be 82 years old, has been immersed in the police world all his life, fighting wits and courage with all kinds of criminals, but he doesn't want to get older. His wisdom is far beyond my comparability.But the older he gets, the more naughty he is, and he refuses to let me see his old photo albums. How can that be?I must find a way to paralyze the old man's mind and open this photo album.

I slowly searched for topics to avoid letting the old man notice: "Wilbur, it is said that you have been a policeman all your life and have never had any unsolved cases under your command. Is it true?" Wilbur said: "If you say it is true, it must be false. If you say it is false, it must be true. The so-called unobserved uncertain world is always like this." I couldn't help laughing: "Wilbur, I understand what you mean. You mean, in fact, you also have unsolved suspense cases, but no one knows about it." Wilbur glared at me. I hurriedly put on an innocent look: "Don't be angry, you must never be angry. I also guessed it from your old man's words. Everyone knows that there is no unsolved case in your old man's hands, but you said this matter Whether it is true or false is uncertain, so it is inevitable that there are things that everyone does not know, so guess right?"

Wilbur snorted: "Don't play tricks in front of me, what I mean by not sure is..." "What is it?" I asked. "Yes..." Wilbur looked a little dazed, "I can't tell what it is. I can only tell you that I'm not sure about this matter." "Well, it's so mysterious..." I hurriedly sat on the ground opposite Wilbur, folded my hands on my knees, looked up at Wilbur, and listened to his continuation. However, the old man suddenly fell silent, and after a while he muttered: "I mean... I'm really not sure." I kept silent and let the old man think hard with a puzzled face.What is it that the 82-year-old witty Wilbur is unsure of?

After another long silence, Wilbur finally spoke slowly: "If you ask me, I have been a policeman all my life, and I have never had a backlog of unsolved cases in my hands. If this matter is true or false, I can tell you loudly: Yes! With the evidence of the case files, it is absolutely untrue. But this answer is actually wrong. I am lying. An old policeman who has been a policeman for a lifetime and regards honor and dignity as his life is blatantly lying! "But I'm really not sure if I'm lying. In fact, I'm not even sure if this is a criminal case in name, let alone crack it. What's more, I'm not even sure if it happened. There are great doubts about whether or not there is any. In short, everything is uncertain, so I cannot give you a definite answer.

"I have been a police officer all my life, and I have worked hard to verify this certainty. I just want to know one thing: Is what I saw 70 years ago, on the day of my 12th birthday, true. And that stunningly beautiful woman who made me fall in love with her all my life, did she really exist, or was she just a teenage dream in my youth? "But to this day, I still haven't found the answer." In a low voice, Wilbur began to tell his story.