Thriller Paradise

On the seventh day, in the evening.

"It's time for dinner," The caretaker outside knocked on the door twice and then stuffed the plates in.

Feng bujue walked to the door silently. He glanced at the food for the day and then picked up the plate to walk to the toilet.

He didn't rush into action. Instead, he first confirmed through the sound that the caretaker outside the door had gone far away before he picked up the toilet paper he had prepared in advance, wrapped all the rice, and threw it into the sewer.

Then, he returned to the door and began to eat.

After a short while, he finished the rest of the food on the plate and put the empty plate and cutlery back behind the door.

It ends here ...

Everything was going according to his plan ...

Half an hour later, someone retrieved the utensils through the food delivery board.

After another hour or so, finally ... With the sound of four keys being pressed, the door to the ward opened.

Feng bujue was pretending to be asleep.

The position he chose was to close his eyes and lie on the ground, his face as low as possible to prevent others from seeing through his tricks through the slight movement of his eyelids.

Of course, under normal circumstances, no one would pay attention to such details, unless there were some obvious signs that made the other party suspicious.

"Should I turn him over?" A few seconds later, a familiar voice was heard.

Brother Jue could tell that there were two people who had walked into the room, and the one who was speaking was the nurse that brother Jue often interacted with.

"No need, just like that." Brother Jue could tell that the voice that responded to him was doctor Yuan.

The two of them exchanged a few words before doctor Yuan sat down beside brother Jue.

Several seconds later, Feng bujue felt ... The man lift his arm and wrap something around his arm.

"They're going to measure my blood pressure, right?" brother Jue made the correct guess at the first opportunity.

Indeed, this was what doctor Yuan was doing. As he was busy with the things at hand, he also chatted with the nurse,"By the way, has there been anything unusual in room 3232 recently? Have you made any new violent moves?"

"Uh ... Not violent." The caretaker replied thoughtfully,"but it's indeed a little abnormal ..."

"Oh?" Doctor Yuan raised his head and looked at the nurse, signaling with his eyes for her to continue.

"These days, when I patrolled his room, he often looked tired and breathless, as if I had interrupted him while he was doing something very laborious ..." The caretaker showed a slightly annoyed expression and replied,"and ... Recently, he has been using toilet paper very quickly." As he spoke, he seemed to be afraid that the doctor didn't understand what he meant, so he raised his right hand and made a "back and forth" gesture in the air.

"Ha ..." Dr. Yuan sneered."That's it ..." He shook his head and said,"well ... It's better to entertain yourself than to cause us trouble."

"Hehe ... Yeah." The caretaker laughed too."I just don't know ... This kid doesn't even have a magazine. How does he play all day long?"

"He has a rich imagination ..." As Dr. Yuan spoke, he had already finished measuring his blood pressure. He picked up the hearing aid and directly heard his brother's breathing and heartbeat from his back."... It's not something that ordinary people like us can achieve."

In this joking and chatting atmosphere, the two of them completed the routine inspection without paying attention.

Then, the two of them closed the door and left the ward.

Initially, Feng bujue was worried that his heartbeat and breathing would expose the fact that he was 'pretending to be asleep', so he purposely controlled it. However, from the actual situation ... He was overthinking.

For the doctors who worked here, this kind of routine examination only needed to measure the patient's blood pressure and make sure that the patient's breathing and heartbeat had not stopped. No one would seriously diagnose anything.

In fact, if they could, they really wanted to make up the high and low values of blood pressure and fill in the form, then fill in the "normal" for the "heart rate" and "breathing" sections. This way, they could even save on the examination.

"So ... The main purpose of the sleeping pills is to make this kind of examination more convenient ..." Even though the doctor and the nurse had left the room, Feng bujue still pretended to be asleep. He thought about it and said,"from the looks of it, taking the medicine doesn't seem to be a big deal ..."

To explain, after the test that Wan Wan had done over the past few days, Feng bujue had confirmed that the 'ingredients' for lunch and dinner were mixed with rice. After that, he planned his "observation" tonight to find out the specific situation after dinner.

"Hmm ... However, this is only one of them. It's not enough to be the basis for a complete judgment." Feng bujue was still cautious."Let's observe for a month before we come to a conclusion ..."

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Morning of the twenty-third day.

"Phew ... Alright, I'm pretty much clear now." When Feng bujue came back to his senses from the 'memory fragment', he sighed deeply and used a relieved expression to read the message.

Since brother Jue had said that, it meant that ... He was at least ninety percent confident that he had the information he needed.

So, what was this 'information'?

The answer could be divided into two parts. The complete recipe for breakfast.

This "complete recipe" didn't refer to the total breakfast of "a certain day", but what was there for "every day".

For the past three weeks, Feng bujue would try to record the type of food he ate every morning. Even if some food couldn't be caught between his teeth, he would find a way to leave traces.

For example ... He could pretend to wipe his mouth with his sleeve and take the opportunity to stain the food residue on his sleeve. Then, he could roll up the sleeve of the patient's garb so that the residue could be kept in the rolled up sleeve. In the same way ... The trousers could also be used in this way. There was even one time when he hid a small piece of the fried rice in his ear ...

All in all, in order to find out about the 'memory loss', brother Jue would do anything. If he was forced into a corner ... It was not like he would not stuff food into his body.

Thankfully ... The surveillance during breakfast was not that strict. The caretakers only left him there and told him to finish quickly. They were not interested in watching brother Jue the entire time ... To see if he stuffed the food into his mouth or his nose. Therefore, there was no need for Feng bujue to use that final move.

Next, they moved on to the second question-what kind of food had the memory loss medicine been put in?

Obviously, it was more difficult to find out this information under the premise of "memory loss" than to look up recipes ...

As mentioned earlier ... Feng bujue and the caretakers had the same food, and the only difference was that his share was drugged.

However, there was a difference between drugging breakfast and drugging lunch and dinner ... The latter two types of drugs were administered in the rice because no matter how picky a patient was, they would still take a few bites of plain rice. If there were a few extreme cases of people not eating rice, the hospital would naturally take special measures.

However, breakfast ... Was different.

For example, the steamed bun and soy milk that Feng bujue ate on the third day. It was not difficult to find out that 'what he ate was steamed bun and soy milk'. If there was something that he could not figure out, he would just have to force it out of his throat and smell it ... And he would be able to figure out what it was.

However, not everyone could find out if the medicine was in the buns or the soy milk.

In general, Feng bujue used three methods to deal with this problem.

The first method was "temporal reasoning," which he had come up with on the third day, which was to "figure out the order of eating in the morning and determine which food was drugged according to the time node before the memory fragments." This method was considered a more reliable method, and the effect was even better after knowing the "complete recipe."

The second method was to "leave information", which was simpler and more effective than the first method. That was,"if you have already determined which food was drugged through your sense of taste, smell, or sight, then you can directly use the method of 'leaving a nail mark' to mark the number of food you ate under the number of food types on your leg." Similar to the first move, after knowing the complete recipe, this move could accurately find the target.

Lastly, the third type was based on 'logical reasoning'. There was nothing much to say about that. On the third day, Feng bujue had done the same thing. Based on what he had eaten that day, he had used a simple method of deduction to determine which food was the most logical to put the drug in. This move usually could not be used as a complete basis for judgment, but it could be used as a supplementary basis in combination with the previous two moves.

In summary, Feng bujue used these three methods to test the 'drugged food' in the breakfast combination, including 'fried rice ball with tofu pudding','big flat cake with deep-fried dough sticks and sweet soybean milk', and 'pancake with pickled vegetables'.

To be honest ... It was not easy for someone who had never lost his memory to solve this problem. However, brother Jue only used three cycles (the breakfast menu repeated once every eight days) to find the truth from this 'memory that was erased every day', and he personally thought that was already considered slow progress ...

"Then ... The next step is to find an opportunity to find out 'what will happen after breakfast'." Feng bujue went through the menu in his mind and set a suitable date. He started to plan for the day.

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On the twenty-fifth day, the day of the operation came.

In the morning, Feng bujue followed the two caretakers out of the room at the same time as usual. With his usual speed (in order to find out more about the food and medicine, Feng bujue controlled the timing of his washing very precisely every day), he finished his morning routine.

Then, he was brought to a room that was more than 60 square meters.

The room was well-lit, and there were many windows on the left side of the room. Although the windows were also equipped with metal guardrails, the morning sun still poured in.

In the middle of the room, there were eight sets of specially made tables and chairs that were connected to the ground. Feng bujue was led to one of the tables by the two caretakers. Then, the caretakers secured his waist to a metal hoop that came with the back of the chair.

The design of this thing was brilliant. It was like a safety belt that could not be removed from the waist. Once it was fixed in place, the person sitting on the chair would not be able to stand up, and the upper body could only make limited movements.

Not long after brother Jue sat down, another four nurses each brought in two other people who were also wearing patient garb like brother Jue.

The one who came in first looked to be in his forties with a buzz cut. Although his body looked quite thin, his eyes ... Seemed to be constantly saying lines like "I'm going to cut you into pieces".

The one who came in later looked like a skeleton. He was trembling as he walked, and his eyes were empty. He was also muttering something.

Feng bujue also listened carefully. The man seemed to be repeating,"square nail ... Round nail ... Flat nail ... Sharp nail ..." And other things related to nails, but the meaning was unclear.

This place should be specially prepared for patients who are locked up in solitary confinement ... Feng bujue sat there and thought to himself, looking at these two ... They are not easy to deal with either ... Thinking of that, he thought to himself, ha ... Speaking of which, when I sit here every day, I'm probably thinking about the same thing ... But I can't remember what happened after that.

After the three patients had arrived, the six nurses gathered together and started to chat.

About five minutes later, another staff member in an apron came in with a cart.""Alright, brothers, come and serve the food to the three old masters."

After the staff member finished his joke, the caretakers walked over and placed the three sets of breakfast on the table in front of the three patients. Then ... They gathered together to chat.

Feng bujue lowered his head to look at it. The breakfast that day was the same as what he had heard: a bowl of hot dry noodles and a small bowl of clear soup.

Why did he choose today to carry out the plan? The reason was that today's medicine ... Was in the hot dry noodles.

The color and taste of the soup were very light, and the amount was not much. If the medicine was put in the soup, the taste would undoubtedly be more obvious, so ... The medicine could only be put in the hot and dry noodles.

Then what would the hot dry noodles look like? Simply put, a bowl of clean noodles, covered with a lump of sauce, then sprinkled with spicy radish, crushed peanuts, chopped green onion, pickled beans and other ingredients.

I believe that by this point, everyone has understood ... The medicinal powder is mixed in the thick sauce.

Normally, hot and dry noodles had to be mixed before eating ... This was common sense. Even people who had never eaten it before would immediately understand that it was unlikely that Yingying would deliberately remove the sauce and ingredients and eat the clean noodles below.

However, that was what brother Jue was going to do today.