• Akiko: Talking Elbows

Volume Nine. Nightmare

“I recognize the paddling fish, but is the shit of the stirrer plausible?” Lin Xiaoxiao stared at Ye Wan, “It’s okay for the boss to bury me, what are you messing around?”

“划水的鱼我认了,但搅棍的屎像话吗?”林小笑瞪着眼睛看向叶晚:“老板埋汰我就算了,你瞎闹什么?”

“Just tell the truth,” Ye Wan replied calmly: “Speaking of business, how are you going to test that kid?”

“实话实说而已,”叶晚平静回答:“说正事,你打算怎么试探那小子?”

Lin Xiaoxiao thought for a while, then smiled meaningfully: “Let him have a nightmare first.”

林小笑想了想,然后意味深长的笑道:“先让他做个噩梦。”

Ye Wan frowned: “It’s enough.”

叶晚皱眉:“适可而止。”

“rest assured.”

“放心。”

At this time, there was a commotion behind the prisoners’ food team, and Lin Xiaoxiao looked over.

这时,囚犯们打饭的队伍后面出现了骚乱,林小笑看了过去。

Prison No. 18 is like a huge and empty iron box. At the time of the meal, 21 robotic guards were distributed around, and each one was armed with live ammunition.

18号监狱就像是一个巨大且空旷的铁盒子,开饭时21名机器警卫分布在四周,每一位都荷枪实弹。

They have no human emotions and deal with all emergencies in this prison.

它们没有人类的情感,并处理这监狱中的一切突发状况。

The 21 robotic guards are a bit less than the more than 3,000 prisoners, but every prisoner here knows that drones and six-barreled metal storms embedded in the high dome above their heads are the real threat.

21名机器警卫相比三千多名犯人有点少了,但这里的每一个犯人都知道,头顶镶嵌在高高穹顶的无人机与六枪管金属风暴才是真正的威胁

Cold and powerful.

冰冷,且强大。

At lunchtime, all the prisoners came to the restaurant on time and lined up in columns, and then they ate their meals in order of floors.

中午开饭时,所有犯人都准时来到餐厅外排列成纵队,然后按楼层顺序打饭。

Not only that, every prisoner must also stand in his own position.

不仅如此,每个犯人还都必须站在属于自己的位置上。

If a newcomer can’t remember his position in the queue, he will be immediately surrounded by robot guards to warn him. If he cannot return to his position after the warning, he will be punished by electric shocks by the robot guards, and then escorted to their position.

有新人记不住自己的队列位置,便会立刻被机器警卫围上来进行警告,如果警告后还无法归位,便会被机器警卫们进行电击惩罚,然后押解到属于他们的位置上。

The new prisoners received a welcoming ceremony in the morning. How can the dizzy ones remember where they originally stood? So they were punished by electric shocks by machine guards one by one.

新囚犯们上午先是挨了一顿欢迎仪式,这时候头昏脑涨的哪能记住自己原本站在哪里?所以挨个被机器警卫电击处罚。

As for the old prisoners, they waited for them to make a fool of themselves as if they were watching a joke. This seems to be a regular entertainment every time a new prisoner is escorted in.

而老囚犯呢,则一个个像看笑话似的等待着他们出丑,这似乎就是每次新囚犯被押解进来后的固定娱乐项目。

At this time, the old prisoners suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why didn’t the young man who played chess with Uncle Li be punished in the morning?

此时老囚犯们忽然觉得有点不对劲,早上那位跟李叔同下棋的少年怎么没被处罚?

Everyone looked in the crowd, and suddenly found that Qing Chen was standing in his own position, watching everything calmly.

众人目光在人群里找去,赫然发现庆尘正站在属于他自己的位置上,神色平静的注视着一切。

It’s weird. Every column has 500 people, so many strange faces stand together. Why can this young man find his place?

奇了怪了,每个纵队少说都有五百人,这么多陌生的面孔站在一起,这少年凭什么能找到自己的位置?

And Qing Chen was looking at the “new people” who were imprisoned with him.

而庆尘,正打量着那些与自己一起关押进来的“新人们”。

All the newcomers didn’t have any scars on their faces, but they walked in a very strange posture, as if they were suffering from pain.

只见那些新人一个个脸上什么伤痕都没有,可是走路姿态却非常古怪,像是在忍受着疼痛。

It seems that the prisoners are also well-measured, and if they don’t slap their faces, they won’t be fatal.

看样子囚犯们下手也是有分寸的,不打脸,下手也不会致命。

He walked forward with the plate, but a hand suddenly pulled him out of the cooking team.

他端着盘子往前走去,却有一只手突然把他拉出打饭的队伍。

Qing Chen was stunned. He turned his head and looked at Lin Xiaoxiao pulling him as he walked and said, “You don’t have to line up with them in the future. Who can play chess with the boss, what line of line?”

庆尘愣住了,他转头看着林小笑拉扯着他边走边说:“以后你就不用跟着他们排队了,能跟老板下棋的人,排什么队啊。”

Qing Chen looked at the machine guards subconsciously, for fear that he would be punished by electric shock if he stepped out of the formation.

庆尘下意识便看向那些机器警卫,生怕自己走出队形会被电击处罚。

As a result, he found that the robot guard had completely ignored him and urged other prisoners to fill his position!

结果,他却发现机器警卫竟完全无视了自己,并催促其他囚犯填补上了他的位置!

Qing Chen couldn’t understand that even if Li Shu’s peer status was special, he wouldn’t be so special, right? !

庆尘想不明白,就算李叔同等人身份特殊,也不至于特殊到如此地步吧?!

Lin Xiaoxiao dragged him through the long lines, cooking, sitting opposite Li Shutong and eating, all the actions were done in one go.

林小笑拉着他从长长的几排队列中穿过,打饭、坐在李叔同对面吃饭,种种举动一气呵成。

The prisoners on both sides watched this scene silently, and everyone’s eyes were firmly on Qing Chen’s body.

两边的囚犯们默默看着这一幕,所有人的目光都紧紧沾在庆尘的身上。

The noisy environment instantly quieted down, as if everyone was holding their breath.

原本嘈杂的环境一瞬间安静下来,仿佛大家连呼吸都屏住了。

At this moment they realized that Qing Chen was no longer the same as them.

这一刻他们意识到,庆尘和他们不再一样了。

Lin Xiaoxiao squatted on the chair next to Qing Chen and said with a smile: “Don’t be surprised. People who can play chess with the boss naturally have some special treatment. Eat quickly, although the food in the 18th prison is not delicious at all. .”

林小笑蹲在庆尘一旁的椅子上笑眯眯说道:“不用惊奇,能跟老板下棋的人,自然要有一些特殊待遇,赶紧吃吧,虽然这18号监狱里的饭菜一点都不好吃。”

Qing Chen raised his head to look at Li Shutong on the opposite side. The other side ate slowly, without intending to talk to him.

庆尘抬头看向对面的李叔同,对方慢吞吞的吃着饭,没有要跟他交谈的意思。

He looked into the crowd again, Lu Guangyi in the queue was quietly giving him a thumbs up…

他再看向人群里,队列里面的路广义正悄悄的对他竖起大拇指……

Qing Chen didn’t understand that Li Shutong was only willing to play chess with him in the morning. How could his attitude toward him change so much after a morning.

庆尘不明白,早上的时候李叔同还只是愿意与自己下棋,怎么过了一个上午,就对自己的态度有如此大的转变。

Is it because of your identity in this world?

是因为自己在这个世界的身份吗?

At 8:40 in the evening, Qing Chen returned to his cell at the prescribed time.

夜晚8点40分,庆尘在规定时间回到了自己的牢房。

When everyone else was lining up and returning to the room, he tried to leave the team and move freely. Sure enough, the machine guards no longer cared about him.

当其他人都在列队回房的时候,他尝试着脱离队伍自由行动,果然,那些机器警卫已经不再管他。

As long as he is walking in his cell, the robotic guard will not pay attention to him.

只要他行走的方向是自己的牢房,机器警卫就不会把注意力放在他身上。

The prisoners looked at him with envy, and Qing Chen walked in the long corridor like a maverick wolf.

囚犯们纷纷用艳羡的眼神看着他,庆尘走在长长的回廊里,像是一头特立独行的狼。

The cell in the single room was empty. After the alloy gate was closed, he went to the sink to brush his teeth and wash his face.

单人间牢房里空荡荡的,待到合金闸门关闭后,他走去洗手台想要刷牙洗脸。

It’s just that he didn’t take two steps, and Qing Chen suddenly felt a strong drowsiness coming.

只是没走两步,庆尘忽然感觉到一阵强烈的困意来袭。

This sleepiness is extremely abnormal, even if he overuses his brain during the day, he won’t be so sleepy that his willpower can’t support it.

这困意来的极不正常,就算他白天里过度用脑,也不至于困到意志力都无法支撑的地步。

It’s weird!

有怪异!

Before he could think about it, Qing Chen lay down on the ground.

来不及多想,庆尘便躺倒在了地上。

In the dream, Qing Chen stood soberly in the living room of a dim villa.

梦里,庆尘清醒的站在一座昏暗的别墅客厅里。

At first he knew it was a dream, and he knew that his body was still in the cell.

起初他知道这是梦境,也很清楚自己的身体其实还在囚室里。

But after two seconds, he forgot everything, as if he should have been here, and no longer remembered that it was a dream.

可两秒之后他便淡忘了一切,仿佛他本就应该在这里似的,也不再记得这是梦。

In the living room of the villa, there is a firewood burning in the fireplace. There is a unique smell of humidity in the house. The moisture in the house is being baked and evaporated by the fireplace and condensed on the roof.

别墅客厅里有柴火在壁炉里燃烧,屋里有一种独特的潮湿味道,屋内的水份正在被壁炉烘烤蒸发,凝聚在房顶。

There was a crystal ceiling on the high roof, and Qing Chen couldn’t find its switch after looking around for a week.

高高的房顶有一盏水晶吊顶,庆尘环视一周都没能找到它的开关。

This room is full of strange feelings.

这屋子里充满了诡异的感觉。

Qing Chen’s pupils narrowed suddenly.

庆尘的瞳孔骤然收窄。

There is blood on the stairs on the second floor.

二楼楼梯有血迹

There were cat scratches on the sofa in the living room, and the leather was cut by sharp claws.

客厅里摆放的沙发上有猫抓痕迹,皮革被锋利的爪子割开了一条又一条裂缝。

Photo frames were placed on the table of the fireplace. The glass of the frame was broken and the photos disappeared.

壁炉的台子上摆放着相框,相框的玻璃被人打碎了,照片不翼而飞。

There are blue-gray knife cut marks on the wall, and when the fireplace flame is beating, the marks on the wall and the cracks on the sofa are twisting strangely.

墙壁上有青灰色的刀砍印子,壁炉火焰跳动时,那墙壁上的印子与沙发上的裂缝正在诡异扭曲。

On the carpet, there is a bloody dagger.

地毯上,有一柄带血的匕首。

Someone wrote two eye-catching characters on the floor next to the carpet with blood stains: there is a ghost.

有人用血迹在地毯旁边的地板上写了两个醒目的大字:有鬼。

Boom boom boom, there was a knock on the door.

咚咚咚,门口传来敲门声。

Qing Chen took a deep breath, he did not touch anything in the house and walked to the door: “Who?”

庆尘深吸一口气,他没有碰屋内任何东西走向门边:“谁?”

A relaxed voice came from outside: “Police, siren number 27149, is that the police you called? Please open the door.”

外面传来轻松的声音:“警察,警号27149,是你报的警吗?请把门打开。”

Qing Chen frowned. The voice of the other party was very familiar, but he couldn’t remember where he had heard it.

庆尘皱眉,对方说话的声音明明很熟悉,但他却想不起来自己在什么地方听到过了。

Strange, is there a problem with my memory?

奇怪,自己的记忆力出现问题了吗。

He hesitated to open the door, and outside was a young policeman holding the case record book in his hand.

他迟疑着打开了门,外面是一位年轻警察,正手拿案件记录本。

As soon as the police opened the door, he saw blood flowing down the stairs leading to the second floor. He walked up the stairs quickly and said as he walked: “Reporter, please stand still and lock the door!”

那警察一开门便看到,正有血水从通往二楼的楼梯上流下来,他快步走上楼梯,边走边说:“报案人,请你站在原地别动,将门锁好!”

Qing Chen was a little puzzled. The policeman’s acting style didn’t seem to conform to the process, and he didn’t even have a gun.

庆尘有些疑惑,这位警察的行事风格好像不符合流程,甚至没有配枪。

But don’t know why, he subconsciously obeyed the other’s instructions.

但不知道为什么,他潜意识便听从了对方的吩咐。

The young policeman went upstairs, and Qing Chen always stood at the door.

年轻警察上了楼,庆尘始终站在门口。

Before half a minute, there was another knock on the door.

还没半分钟,门外竟再次传来敲门声。

Qing Chen asked: “Who?”

庆尘问道:“谁?”

“Police, siren number 27149, was it the police you called? Please open the door.”

“警察,警号27149,是你报的警吗?请把门打开。”

Qing Chen was stunned. The alarm number 27149 had already gone upstairs, who was outside the door?

庆尘愣了一下,警号27149不是已经上楼了吗,那门外是谁?

At this moment, someone in the subconscious suddenly asked him in a gloomy voice: What would you do at this time? Guess, which one is true inside and outside the door? Or, neither is true.

这一刻,潜意识里忽然有人用阴惨惨的声音问他:这时候,你会怎么办呢?你猜,门里门外到底哪个是真的?或者,都不是真的。

The police outside the door are urging: “Hello, please open the door.”

门外警察正在催促:“你好,请把门打开。”

Qing Chen took a deep breath again and walked into the room. He wanted to bend down to pick up the bloody dagger on the floor, but there seemed to be a transparent barrier between him and the dagger.

庆尘再次深吸了一口气往屋里走去,他想要弯腰去捡取地摊上的带血匕首,可是他与匕首之间好像有一层透明的阻碍。

He is only one step away from the dagger, but he can never touch it.

他与匕首只有一步之遥,却永远无法碰触。

Some people don’t want him to take the knife.

有人不想让他拿刀。

Someone wants to trap him here.

有人想把他困在这里。

But the countdown to return on his arm was still beating, and his heart and blood were still beating and flowing.

可他手臂上的回归倒计时还在跳动,他的心脏和血液也还在跳动、流淌。

He came to this icy mechanical world by himself, and there was no turning back.

他孤身一人无牵无挂的来到这个冰冷的机械世界,已经没有回头路可走了。

“Go away,” Qing Chen said coldly, the pupils in his eyes narrowed again, as if he had used all his courage to turn into a sharp blade and cut something.

“滚开,”庆尘冷声说道,眼中的瞳孔再次收窄,仿佛用所有勇气化作一柄利刃,割开了某些东西。

There was an inexplicable sound of glass shattering in the empty living room of the villa, and the obstacle between him and the dagger shattered.

别墅空荡的客厅里响起莫名的玻璃破碎声,他与匕首之间的阻碍破碎了。

Someone gave a soft hey.

有人轻轻的咦了一声。

Qing Chen picked up the knife, turned and walked towards the stairs.

庆尘拾刀,转身朝楼梯走去。

Suddenly, an unknown voice was asking him: What are you doing with the knife, won’t you open the door to Mr. Police?

忽然间,不知道哪里的声音正在问他:拿刀干什么,你不给警察先生开门吗?

Qing Chen replied in a cold voice: “Wait until I kill the inside before opening it.”

庆尘冷声回答:“等我杀了里面这个再开。”

Lin Xiaoxiao: “???”

林小笑:“???”

At this time, Qing Chen finally remembered. While removing the obstacle when he took the knife before, it also broke the shield of this nightmare from his memory.

这时候庆尘终于记起来了,之前拿刀时破除阻碍的同时,也破除了这个梦魇对他记忆的屏蔽。

He recognized that this was Lin Xiaoxiao’s voice, and that the young policeman also looked like Lin Xiaoxiao.

他认出这是林小笑的声音,那个年轻警察也是林小笑的模样。

He was in the nightmare Lin Xiaoxiao created for him.

他在林小笑为他制造的梦魇里。

This world seems to be more interesting.

这个世界,好像更有意思了。

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