Chapter 1924: U: Beyond the Great Event (50)

"Why give me a hint?" Bat-Bane looked at the reflection in the glass and asked with some vigilance.

"Bleeding and injury might affect your sanity, which would make it harder for you to talk to me rationally." Schiller's voice seemed to resonate with the air in the entire corridor. Bat-Bane felt that it wasn't a sound, but a tremor.

"Who are they?" Bat-Bane walked a step closer and asked.

"A global organization."

Bat-Bane felt his heart beat violently. He remembered the name of the organization he heard for the first time in prison: the League of Shadows.

"What did they do to you?" Bat-Bane's dry lips seemed to move on their own. Until the words fell, the muscles in his mouth regained sensation and were under his control.

"What did they do to you?" Schiller asked back.

Bat-Bane walked quickly to the glass, pressed his hand on the glass window, stared dead at Schiller's reflection in the glass window, and said, "Don't answer a question with a question. Tell me what they did."

"They are conducting human experiments."

Schiller's figure disappeared again. Bat-Bane pressed one hand on the window, looking at the moonlight outside the window somewhat distractedly. He said softly, "They killed my parents."

A gust of cold wind blew Bat-Bane's hair up, also making him regain his senses and start thinking. He recalled his previous speculation again.

Since this time the Schiller in the suit didn't give a hint, it meant there might not be anyone difficult on this floor. Bat-Bane found the doctor's office at top speed and picked up paper and pen to start writing and drawing.

He drew for a long time. When he looked up, he found that Schiller's reflection was standing behind him on the opposite window, looking at what he drew on the paper with great interest.

"Do you want to hear my thoughts?" Bat-Bane said while writing, "But the premise is not to say those extra words to interfere with my brain again."

Bat-Bane saw the Schiller behind him nod.

So Bat-Bane lightly tapped the paper with his pen tip and spat out a word: "Wind."

"Just after opening the clinic door, I felt something was wrong. The wind in the corridor was too strong." Bat-Bane said while thinking, "Of course, such a corridor that is transparent on both sides is indeed easy to cause a cross-breeze, but I saw very clearly that the window wasn't open when the wind blew in."

"The scenery outside the window is very hazy, so there is no way to judge the wind direction and wind force through the amplitude of leaves or other scenery being blown. But when shuttling through the corridor, I found the wind direction was very strange."

Bat-Bane drew the structure of the two-story corridor on the paper.

The corridor below was marked with a serial number 1, which Bat-Bane called Corridor 1, while the corridor above was marked with a serial number 2, called Corridor 2.

The corridor where the psychological clinic where Schiller and Bat-Bane had their check-up was located was Corridor 1, which was the floor below. Corridor 1 was also the corridor where Bat-Bane encountered Hunting just now, confirmed as Hunting's territory.

The corridor Bat-Bane was in now was Corridor 2, which was also the corridor they came to after going up a floor to avoid Hunting before, and it was also the corridor where they were when they separated, confirmed as a temporary safe zone.

In other words, Bat-Bane's movement was actually: coming from Corridor 1 to Corridor 2 with Schiller, returning to Corridor 1 after separating from Schiller and encountering Hunting, going upstairs again to avoid Hunting, and returning to Corridor 2.

But his back-and-forth this time wasn't going up and down in one stairwell.

If the wall where the psychological clinic was located was the front, Bat-Bane and Schiller went upstairs from the stairwell on the right at the beginning, walked to the left after separating from Schiller, went downstairs from the stairwell on the left, passed through a whole corridor facing Hunting, and went upstairs from the stairwell on the right again.

In other words, he drew a circle between these two floors.

Bat-Bane drew a circle on the left half of Corridor 2 with a pen and said, "After separating from Dr. Schiller, I have always been walking to the left, and the side I faced was also the left side."

"And after going downstairs, I have always been walking to the right, passing through a whole corridor and going upstairs again."

"But no matter whether I walked to the left in Corridor 2 or to the right in Corridor 1, the wind was always blowing from in front of me. I was always in a state of headwind."

"If this were a draft blowing through a crack in the window, it would be impossible for it to turn into the exact opposite direction on two floors of corridors so close to each other, and to be opposite at every single moment; the wind has been blowing the hair on my forehead the whole time."

"I thought before, are the feelings we have in the dream things that happened in the dream or projections of certain things in the real world?"

"Although we can't see the real world in the dream, is it really completely impossible to feel it? Or is it that we can feel it, but we understand it as a phenomenon in the dream?"

Bat-Bane sighed lightly and said, "Many children have the phenomenon of bedwetting in dreams because they dream that they have already gone to the bathroom."

"Many younger children don't even wake up after bedwetting, but sleep until dawn, because they think they clearly peed in the dream, and they think the feeling of excretion is a normal phenomenon in the dream."

"Could the wind be the same?" Bat-Bane pressed his chin with his knuckles and said, "There are also windows in the dream, so we will naturally think that it is a normal phenomenon for there to be wind in the corridor."

"Or it is also possible that someone deliberately created such a corridor and installed windows on both sides just to make us think the wind is a normal phenomenon."

Bat-Bane paused and said again, "If you open the window, it would be more deceptive, so why not?"

"Do you know what scene is most likely to make people wake up from a dream?" Schiller prompted.

Bat-Bane was stunned and then realized, saying, "It's falling. Falling is the easiest way to make people wake up."

"So he doesn't not want to open the window, but doesn't dare to, because if we choose to jump out of the window, it might make us wake up."

"Is the way to break the game to open the window?" Bat-Bane thought about it and shook his head again, saying, "I'm afraid it's not that simple."

"Since the other party has the ability to shape an entire hospital, he can completely create windows that we absolutely cannot open. Wasting time on violent dismantling is falling into his trap."

Bat-Bane reasoned and deduced on his own, not seeing the slightly appreciative look of Schiller behind him.

"If according to my previous speculation, the wind doesn't come from the dream, but from reality, and is the feeling we get in reality, then there is a very noteworthy key point."

"No matter which side I face while walking in the corridor, the wind is blowing from my front, which means the wind is blowing from my front in reality."

"But in reality, the bus window is on my side." Bat-Bane's pen tip moved to another diagram he drew, which was a bus structure diagram, with each seat represented by a small rectangle.

Bat-Bane colored one of the rectangles and said, "This is my seat, the second row on the right near the aisle, and the window closest to me is the window in the second row on the right."

"If I remember correctly, this window wasn't open. Even if it was open, the wind would definitely be blowing from my left, not from my front."

"And if the wind is blowing from my front... the bus door is open?!"

Bat-Bane widened his eyes in surprise. He was obviously thinking and reasoning at the same time. He drew a rectangular parallelepiped next to those seats and said, "I'm afraid it's really like this, because the front half of this bus has no windows that can be opened, and the bus door happens to be on the right, which is my front."

Suddenly Bat-Bane froze, staring straight ahead and saying, "If the bus stops at a station and the door opens and the wind blows in, the wind direction shouldn't be blowing straight at me. Then there is only one possibility..."

"The bus is driving fast, but the front door is open!"

Bat-Bane looked at the paper in front of him with a solemn expression and said, "The murderer doing this must have a meaning. The most likely one is that he wants to throw us out of the bus."

"Not to mention whether this will violate the rules, being thrown out while unconscious on a high-speed bus is no different from hitting a train. You'll either die or be disabled."

"If physical fitness wasn't weakened, it might just be a serious injury, but now everyone's physical fitness has been greatly weakened. Once thrown out, the probability of death is extremely high, and the murderer's goal would be achieved."

"No, that's not right." Bat-Bane immediately realized something and said, "If this murderer has already boarded the bus and is preparing to move us while we are still sleeping, then I couldn't still be in a forward-facing posture, and I couldn't feel the wind blowing straight at me."

"But if he doesn't move, how can he let us..."

Bat-Bane suddenly froze.

"Wait, it's still that theory. We think we made some action in the dream, but in reality, is it really just in the dream?"

"If we run away in fear and keep stepping forward, we think we are running in the dream, but could it be that we are actually moving forward in reality?"

"The murderer wants us to jump off the bus ourselves!!!"

Bat-Bane stood up with a "Whoosh." He immediately wanted to find his teammates and tell them his discovery, but he suddenly stopped in place again.

Then he looked at the reflection of Schiller standing behind him with a smile with a complex expression and said, "You knew it long ago, right? You knew long ago that the various behaviors the murderer made in the hospital were to drive us to escape, so you released these crazy personalities and changed the rules of the game."

Bat-Bane turned his head slightly, then lowered his head to look at the paper in his hand and said, "Now that I think about it, the structure of this hospital also has a big problem. Why is every floor a straight corridor, and the corridor is particularly long?"

"I'm afraid it's because our actions in the dream and in reality correspond. If we keep running in a straight line, our bodies will keep moving forward until we get close to the bus door. A long and straight corridor can well accelerate this progress."

"And the various abnormalities he created were to make us repeatedly pass through the corridors to accelerate the body's movement in reality."

"If we want to prove that we are not mentally ill, we will definitely choose to investigate in the hospital, either looking for our own medical records or looking for diagnosis and medication records. And if we don't take the initiative to investigate, he will also create female ghosts to scare us, prompting us to escape."

"But now your crazy personalities are out. They each have their own characteristics. Many times, running away can't solve the problem, just like that so-called Hunting. Turning around and running is the easiest way to get injured."

"And you, or perhaps other personalities, notified me and my teammates to follow your rules as much as possible, and the hallucination you showed me was just to scare me, letting me know the consequences of being caught by them."

Schiller looked at Bat-Bane with a smile, and his voice rang in Bat-Bane's ear again: "You got one thing wrong."

"What?"

"That wasn't a scare."

The next second, in the reflection of the fountain pen, a bloody figure descended. ===== CHAPTER 1925 =====