Chapter 356

In the quiet bedroom of the suite, the headache is aggravating, and the cold sweat on Gu Jun's forehead is also increasing. It seems that a voice is heard in the dark.

The voice seemed to come from an old type of recorder, humming and rustling, a bit intermittent. It was a thick and moderate male voice, speaking in a steady tone. It was standard Chinese, "if you can hear We Good people... "

No matter how painfully he listened, or this sentence, he could only hear this sentence

It doesn't seem that someone is talking to him. It seems to be a radio signal, but others can't hear it and he hears it.

“…… If you... "

Suddenly, Gu Jun's head pain quickly to the critical point, the voice is gradually fading, he opened his eyes, big mouth to breathe.

In the past, he heard too many strange sounds from outside. Some of them were spiritual indoctrination, some were incantation and ritual power. But this time, he felt different This time, his most intuitive feeling was that he had heard some kind of radio signal.

"Signal? Who sent the signal? What's the purpose? "

Gu Junsi thought, from this sentence or can hear some clues.

First, "if you can", the other party thinks that he may not be able to hear it; or this is not to be said to him alone, but broadcast.

Second, "we", the other party is not a person, but an organization, and uses Chinese, which seems to be in China.

Thirdly, "good people", as emphasized by the other party, means that the preset listener is a person like him. When he hears it, he will first think about whether the other party is good or bad, and will tend to be bad people. If that's a classic old song channel, weather channel, there's no reason to start with such a sentence.

Of course, this sentence can also be deliberately designed by the other party in order to let him have this speculation.

Gu Jun looks around the silent surroundings, only feels the shadow is heavy, good man? He was rather skeptical about it, or almost didn't believe it at all.

He doesn't know whether this is just for his voice or for the broadcast he hears, but how many organizations in the world have the ability to do such things? Tianji bureau can't do it. FBM can't do it. He and Xianyu have successfully transmitted pictures before, but they are not.

If it is a decent organization with such ability, why not stand up when so many things have happened?

Has the Bureau of natural mechanism been launched and Goa has been announced to be established? Is that a good person? Where is it now?

Gu Jun frowned and suddenly thought of another possibility, a signal from the future or the past? No, no, it's not like that

The signal from an alien planet? Signals from the outside world? Dreamland?

Or the most simple and direct possibility, behind the signal is a bunch of scum, and do not know what conspiracy.

Just because he knew that he would think so, he emphasized that he was a good man and wanted to create a better new era and new world.

"Who are you?"

Gu Jun thought for a while, or stood up and spoke to the air around him to see if the other side would come out of the water.

"Good man? You think you are good people. Your moral standards are different from ours. "

As he spoke, he walked around and looked around. He pulled out the drawer of the bedside table and looked at it. Then he opened the closet and said to himself, "the order of laeyre? I know that you are not dead yet. Those people in the Lesheng society have sacrificed themselves, but you still have some bastards hiding in the unknown mountain, with your leader, the immortal Taoist, calling for lalaiye... "

"And the Yellow brothers Is it Mr. Wilde? You're not dead, are you, are you... "

Thinking of these, saying these, Gu Jun's headache quickly aggravated again, the heart also slightly twitched, at the same time, the muscles all over the body tightened.

These symptoms made him angry. Now he even thought about these abnormal things

At this time, some inexplicable and terrible images flashed through his heart. The city turned into ruins, Wu Shiyu's smiling face turned into tragedy, and other people

Just so a little thought, he already heartache.

"Ah Gu Jun can not help but roar, a kick to the wooden wardrobe without abnormal traces, suddenly bang a sound, the wardrobe vibrated.

He took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions and the symptoms of PTSD's outburst of anger After all, I haven't been able to accept such a physical condition, can't accept the inability to protect the people I care about, and even have no chance to work hard

"If you want to be able to hear, then listen..." He murmured back to the bed and sat down, "no matter whether you are good or bad, I've been abandoned, there is no way to hear more..."

He thought about it again, which confused him.

What is the purpose of the other party? Driving me crazy? Even if I did, would you drive me crazy?

It's just Were those real? Or is it just my auditory hallucinations or imagination?

Gu Jun used to be able to distinguish the true from the false, but this time it is still uncertain whether he has lost the ability to do so, or this time it is so special.One reason may be that he can't find the rule of this kind of abnormal feeling, which is different from the general trigger law of illusion. Now it seems to appear randomly.

If it's a PTSD attack, he's not surprised

Gu Jun sat by the bedside for a long time, thinking about it. Suddenly, he laughed bitterly and contented himself. Now he has really made money, not only because of his previous injury, but also because of brain tumor two years ago. Now it is not worse than then.

Although the holiday has been enlarged, it has not been a few days since we left the Bureau of natural science and technology. It is not so easy to return to normal life.

It's like soldiers retired from the battlefield. No matter whether they have been diagnosed with PTSD or not, they always need a process of return

Maybe it's good for you to take some antidepressant and antianxiety drugs at this stage.

Gu Jun thought about it for a while. Although he already preferred that the voice was auditory hallucination - the incidence of auditory hallucinations in PTSD patients was 40% - 50%, he still called Tongye with his mobile phone and reported the situation: "there may be someone or an organization spreading signals. I'm afraid it's a recruitment routine."

Whether it was aimed at him or for other purposes, whether it was his illness or not, the master attached great importance to it after hearing about it. However, in the past two days, there was no such incident except him.

"Ah Jun, we will follow up and let you know if there is any new situation." The master said, "it's getting late now. You should pay attention to rest."

Indeed, after finishing this report, the time is early in the morning, and Gu Jun's head is a little swollen and painful.

So after hanging up the line and putting down the mobile phone, he quickly went to bed, took a deep breath to adjust his breath, and forced himself to sleep in the chaotic thoughts.

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