"A genius should stay in an insane asylum and die all the way."
Bedman, the former non-famous and best computer genius of the Charter, stared at the white eyes that occupied most of the area, and the childlike smile on his face was full of deformed perversion, and said with a smile: "In the long history of mankind, the great prophet physicist Stan, the great one-eared painter, and the great self will all die here, and the madhouse will always be the best cemetery for true geniuses."
Xu Le looked at him silently, he didn't know much about this kind of person's psychological state, such as why he was not surprised to see him, and he was unwilling to leave.
Bedman's mood at this time was like a flame sealed by ice, his appearance and tone were extremely cold and calm, but there was a certain excitement hidden inside, and his voice was sharp and astringent: "You want to take me away, why should I follow you out to be a genius or a madman, and the madhouse is where I should stay." ” "Back then, you once forced me to jump out of the glory of the charter, and you kept chasing me with small eyes, at that time you were not as quiet as you describe now, and you didn't want to be disturbed by the outside world."
After Xu Le paused for a moment, he looked at his white eyes that eroded black and looked particularly weird, and said in a low voice: "If you think that the outside society is not challenging and interesting, then you should go with me." ” "Leave with me, and you'll have a chance to challenge the charter head-on again."
Hearing this, Bedman's pupils shrank slightly, and the white troops in his eyes appeared larger than before.
However, he still didn't give any answer, and after a long silence, he waved his hand and motioned for Xu Le to follow him out of the conference room.
Back in the quiet and dimly lit hospital room with two date trees outside the window.
Bedman slowly moved to the window with a thin and weak body, pointed to the dense data formulas on the glass with his fingers like dead branches, and said in a slightly sandy voice: "You make this problem." ” "Do the question" Xu Le walked to the window, looked at the problem that was more complex than his own cerebral cortical sulcus, and couldn't help frowning, thinking that this person had been teaching patients in an insane asylum for too long, and he really regarded himself as a professor "When you designed the XT, you were considered a genius by many people in the Federation, but I don't think it's hard to put together a clumsy and heavy robot.
It's just that you're able to solve the quantum-measurable problem in the turbulent, which surprised me a bit, and I wanted to see what the upper limit of your abilities was. ” Bedman walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, took a large sip from the teapot on the table.
Xu Le's brows were furrowed very tightly, his time was very tight, but based on the spleen of a research genius or freak like Bedman, even if he knocked this person unconscious, it would not help the subsequent situation.
"Mathematics and theoretical physics are my weaknesses, and my strengths are multidimensional geometry and structural superposition, which I can't solve."
X mecha dual-engine turbulator problem, the most fundamental problem is solved by Professor Shen Yulin's research results, Xu Le smiled slightly and said: "Is there no answer, you refuse to leave with me" "I understand that the Ring of the Madhouse is much more simple than the outside, and people like you are more comfortable here, so you need a strong reason to convince yourself to leave, and I'm sorry I can't."
Hearing Xu Le's very sincere words, Bedman suddenly laughed, his broken teeth were stained with smoke spots from the old years, and because of malnutrition, his gums were a strange pale white, and his smile was extremely bleak.
"It's comfortable to stay in this madhouse, maybe you're right, I'm getting more and more comfortable staying here now, but I'm also more and more wondering if I'm really mentally ill."
Bedman slowly pulled through the thin quilt, his nerves covering his head, and gradually the shrill voice reverberated through the darkness and cotton, echoing through the room.
"At first, I was locked up in this madhouse, and I didn't want to go out all the time, but the doctors and nurses gave me injections and chlorpromazine."
"After three injections, my brain is a little unusable, and I know that if I continue to take the injections, I will definitely not become a madman, but I will definitely become an idiot."
Bedman put on the thin quilt, smiled weirdly, and said: "In order not to become an idiot, I started to pretend to be an idiot, and used some methods to make them stop getting injections." ” Xu Le vaguely felt that he would hear a very tragic story, and asked in a low voice: "What way?"
Bedman didn't answer, holding the quilt, and muttered nervously: "Doctors and nurses are unreasonable, more unreasonable than those real idiots, so I like to give lessons to idiots, and idiots are quiet when they are in class, and doctors and nurses will save a lot of things, so they also like me to teach idiots." ” Xu Le looked at the trembling quilt on the bed, and could hear the pain and hatred in his voice that could not be filtered by the quilt.
Bedman suddenly lifted the quilt on his head and stared at Xu Le like a dead man, beads of sweat on his face kept dripping, his face became more and more flushed, and the extremely deep fear in his eyes gradually disappeared.
"What am I afraid of?"
"Why should I be afraid?"
"You are the most famous butcher, and you will protect me."
"Yes, I'm leaving."
"I'm leaving" Listening to Bedman's frantically venting screams, Xu Le didn't expect the seemingly difficult work roadmap at all, and suddenly returned to the predetermined trajectory.
"We can't let the most brilliant minds of this generation go crazy."
Bedman stared at Xu Le's eyes, gasped and said, "Promise me a request, and I'll go with you." ” The hard, thick wooden stick slammed into the man's body, sending out a trail of blood, leaving a bruise, and sometimes the sound of broken bones could be heard clearly.
A male nurse in white overalls tosses and turns in pain on the clammy ground, bouncing like an electric shock and wailing every time a wooden stick hits her body.
The male nurse was very tall and burly, but he was directly deprived of the power to resist by Xu Le at the beginning, so he couldn't resist Bedman's crazy beating at all.
"Spare me, I was wrong," the male nurse cried out.
Bedman's pale cheeks were covered with a flush of excitement, and he slammed the male nurse's right leg hard, the crisp sound of fractures, as if washing away the deepest shame and hatred in his brain, making his smile innocent.
The male nurse held his jaw-shattered face, blood dripping from his fingers, looked at Bedman in pain and fear, and cried: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have done that to you, begging you, don't kill me" Bedman smiled innocently like a child, wielding a wooden stick cruelly like a child playing with autumn cicadas, her gray lips trembling at high speed, and she was already in tears when she said something that no one could understand.
Xu Le stood outside the room smoking, the expression on his face was a little complicated, the dull sound of sticks in the door behind him, the crisp sound of broken bones and the miserable cry for mercy clearly told the ugly and tragic story of an insane asylum.
I don't know how long it took, but Bedman finally ended the brutal beating or torture, pushed the door and walked out, he wiped the sweat from the overexercise on his forehead, as if he had wiped away the past.
"Are you cool?"
asked Xu Le.
Bedman nodded, and replied in a hoarse voice, "It's cool." ” Xu Le looked at him and asked very seriously, "Do you want to just kill him?"
Bedman replied coldly: "With so many broken bones, plus at least three rectal repair surgeries, it will be more painful to live than to die." ” With Xu Le's acquiescence and even help, Bedman, who has the most outstanding mind of this era, has completed his ruthless revenge on some people in this madhouse with the most outstanding means.
He carefully washed his bloodied hands for a long time by the pool in the corner of the hallway, and then walked into the conference room with his hands behind his back like a professor patrolling the classroom.
Without the feeling of parting for the last lesson, Bedman simply picked up the piece of chalk on the ground, put it in his pocket, and left the asylum.
Three inconspicuous gray cars drove under the back wall of the madhouse, and a middle-aged man stepped out of the car, wearing a black silk dress, his face was extremely pale, and the black and white gave people a particularly eerie feeling, not the kind of gloom that could not see the sun, but the gloom of eternal night.
The middle-aged man walked up to Xu Le and introduced himself: "I'm Han Chu." ” This was the first time Xu Le had seen Han Chu, and he could feel that this middle-aged man with a gloomy temperament definitely did not have the terrifying strength of Zhang Xiaohua, but it made people feel more dangerous.
Sure enough, he was the most terrifying person under Lin Banshan, Xu Le thought silently in his heart, and then frowned and asked a very important question.
"Will the Charter Bureau follow you?"
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Han Chu calmly replied, "According to the Charter Act, the Charter Bureau can only participate in internal affairs unless the political axe applies for it, and according to our intelligence, the Charter Bureau seems to have not received the application. ” "I'm an Imperial, and now I'm all involved in the internal affairs of the Federation."
Xu Le looked at him and shook his head and said, "This kind of reason is really insufficient. ” "We have our own method."
Han Chu replied with a smile.
Xu Le didn't ask anymore.
Han Chu explained seriously: "But these methods have no effect on you and your teammates, in other words, in the eyes of the charter, you are too important. ” Bedman, who left the madhouse, seemed to instantly turn back into the proud computer expert, the man who was still extremely arrogant and proud even in front of Lee Jae-do and Choi Judong.
Hearing the word charter, Bedman's pupils subconsciously contracted, and then looked at Han Chu and said with a sneer: "You have internal ghosts in the bureau. ” Han Chu's eyebrows slowly raised, and then smiled slightly, without explaining anything.
Three gray cars quietly drove away from the asylum.
Xu Le walked to a remote part of the town, and then stood under the shade of a big tree and waited for a long time, until he received a confirmation signal from somewhere.
After a moment of silence, he took the phone from his bosom and whispered an order to people across the Federation: "Action. ” Somewhere in the port capital, a yellow taxi suddenly accelerated, roared like an armored combat vehicle, and crashed into a black FBI SUV on the side of the road.
To be continued: