"Is this part of Cecina's memory too?" Rosie came over, leaning against the window frame and looking out sideways, so that the young people outside would not be able to catch his figure.After the operation, he should have lost contact with DaShawn. He doesn't know what she's been through, and he may have mistakenly thought that Cecina was tired of him and went to find another love."

"Do you think that a person as cold as Dashawn can't be reluctant to leave after disconnection, and go to Cesina's window to play the piano?" Deng Huailing leaned on the other side of the window, separated by the smoky moonlight.Looking at the other party intently, "It also makes sense, but Dashawn is a smart person, if he is willing to pay attention, he will understand that his lover has an unspeakable secret."

Rosie hesitated for a moment: "Will he...will understand? Cecina disappeared suddenly, no sign, no sign, no hint of any kind left behind."

"He's not as clumsy as you think." Deng Huailing said ambiguously, "It's not easy to maintain a misunderstanding. The other party has independent judgment and will see it with his own eyes. To distinguish whether a person is lying,It will be a bit difficult, but it couldn't be easier to know whether the other party loves you or not."

"..." Rosie's emotions were complicated, and a small, jumping wave emerged, but was suppressed by the reason of the still water, "Habits of bounty hunters?"

"The ability of an excellent bounty hunter." Deng Huailing corrected.

The sound of the piano floating in the courtyard continued, and the gorgeous melody flowed through the old eyes and dry hair of the woman by the window, gradually glowing with a glimmer of life, like spring rain melting into the dry mud.Rosie noticed a few notes vibrating strangely, and Dashawn seemed to be sending messages to Cecina through the old method, which still works on her subconscious mind.

Deng Huailing also noticed the strangeness, and stared at Cesina's expression intently until her eyes became clear, her lips trembled uncontrollably, and she uttered intermittent syllables.

"Da... Sean..." the woman said weakly, the chains binding her hands and feet jingled, "...is that you? Where are you?"

She gained temporary sobriety.Deng Huailing quickly realized that, like Rosie back then, external stimuli could arouse her self-awareness.Taking advantage of this time, they had to pry more clues from her mouth: "Madam, no offense intended, but we are here to find the lost city..."

He broke off as Rosie put her index finger to her lips and shook her head slightly at him.Then Rosie leaned down, took out the butterfly knife and opened it, the tip of the knife accurately picked into the keyhole on the shackles, and with a few "clicks", all the heavy chains fell to the ground.

"You are free." Rosie looked at her calmly. "He is downstairs and has never left. Whether it is an illusion or reality, go see him, even if it is a fake hug... no matter how lateHow many years, it's better than never being able to embrace each other again."

His fingers gently passed through Cesina's messy hair, smoothed out the long withered and yellow hair, braided it neatly, untied the rubber band on his own hair, and carefully helped her tie it.He helped her straighten the wrinkled clothes and straightened the neckline, and wiped away the saliva stains around her mouth with her fingers: "Go."

Deng Huailing watched Rosie do all this, and the expression on the other's face was unimaginably pure, like a young man living next door with a gentle smile, not a rebel leader hovering in calculations.He knew that Rosie didn't try to please Cecina with the mentality of pulling out clues. That person just adhered to the credo of "don't let yourself regret it" and obeyed his heart in every choice.

It looks cold and complicated, but it is always simple and easy to guess.Deng Huailing thought, how did the other party survive the whirlpool-like political struggle?Such Rosie has an irreplaceable attraction for him, but in the eyes of some subordinates who put their interests first, they probably have a love-hate relationship.

"Who are you?" Cecina held Rosie's arm and muttered chaotically, "Are you here to find the lock of the brain again?"

"My name is Rosie, the former leader of District Two. I have long respected you, ma'am...no, Dr. Gesell." Rosie changed her title to Cesina's last name before marriage, Cesina Gesell, which isHer original name, "I'm here to find the lock of the brain, more precisely, I want to destroy the lock of the brain."

"...Destroy?" Cesina murmured the word in a low voice, with a hesitant look on her face.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to give us more clues, we will find it out on our own." Rosie said, "I don't mean to help you untie the chain, just thinking that if you don't go to see DashawOn the one hand, it’s a pity.”

Cesina lowered her head, her eyes were gloomy, but her tone was extremely firm: "I will not see him. He is about to fulfill his lifelong wish, and he must not be involved in the dispute between Joseph and me. Wait a few more days, and he will loseThe interest will leave."

Rosie and Deng Huailing exchanged a look.Obviously, this is not Cecina herself, but several programs written by her based on her memory. All the choices she makes follow the internal logic of the program. No matter how much she persuades her, she will never go downstairs.To make up for Cesina's regret, I'm afraid I have to start with that unfinished wedding.

She mentions that D'Shawn is about to fulfill her "lifelong wish," which leaves Rosie in the dark.Before he could ask, Deng Huailing walked up to him and explained in a low voice: "The days when Cesina's accident happened happened to be the time when Dashawn was busy organizing his own concert. That was his lifelong wish,Even in an era when no one pays attention to art, there will always be stubborn people who will swim against the current."

Rosie raised her eyes and looked at each other, he knew that Deng Huailing must also think of Jason Ellis.

"Don't you want to ask me what I found in the data storage center? Except for a surprise," Deng Huailing smiled briefly, then became solemn again, "and the ending of the lost city. I read Joseph's experimentIn the diary, he used dozens of surgeries to transform Cesina into a bionic human being, and he has already told you this; the official record that Cesina lived to be 53 years old and died of cancer is actually a fiction."

He went on to say, "For the next twenty years, she was always a marionette in Joseph's hands. It was not until her body was old that it could no longer support the complex bionic structure, and Joseph dissolved her in the bathtub."

"As for Dashawn, he didn't leave her as Cecina expected. He guessed what happened to her, stepped on the interval when Joseph was not at home, played the violin by the window every day, and once even broke the windowHowever, he failed to bring her out."

"He was found by Joseph?" Rosie frowned worriedly.

"Yes, he was discovered." Deng Huailing nodded, "After Joseph realized something was wrong, he stayed in the house and sent a bionic man similar to himself to leave the house as bait to lure him into the trap."

"Half a month later, Dashawn inexplicably went crazy at the concert, and he disappeared since then. No one in the city heard about him again. It was the concert he had been looking forward to for a long time. He practiced carefully and mediated for many years.Raising money in the upper class...for that day."

After Deng Huailing finished telling the story, he stopped talking.The surrounding night was as quiet as a dark seabed, and the sound of burning fire on the opposite street could almost be heard, like exploding bubbles.He saw Rosie grit her teeth, her untwisted hair slipping, and then punched the wall hard.

"What do you want to do?" Deng Huailing asked.

"I'm going to kill that bastard," Rosie said through gritted teeth, coldly, "Joseph von Richthofen—"

"He has been dead for many years." Deng Huailing took the opponent's clenched hand and said calmly.He knew Rosie was thinking of Cecina's situation similar to his own, "You can't make a dead man pay."

Rosie froze for a moment, blinked her eyes, and her wrists drooped feebly.The violent emotion in his eyes dissipated, he smiled wryly, collected his thoughts, and withdrew his hand from Deng Huailing's palm: "...you are right. No matter how hard you try, what happened eighty years ago has long been irreversiblegone."

He looked around the bedroom, "Since the ins and outs are clear and all the clues have been found, there is no need to stay here anymore. Let's go, before Robert sends people here, the 'Surgery' must retreat."

Deng Huailing agreed, but instead of opening the corridor and leaving alone, she followed Rosie out.Just as the two were about to leave the room, Cesina's weak voice sounded from behind: "Wait."

Rosie turned her head, under the bright moonlight, there were two teardrops on the cheeks of the female scientist, shining like diamonds in the dark.She said softly, "Have you really decided to destroy the lock of the brain?"

It was as if an unknown soul descended on a few lines of programs, staring at them through the distant and unfamiliar time and space of eighty years.

"Yes," Rosie said.

Cecina Gesell was silent for a long time.

"Okay, help me destroy it." She said, "I can give you an additional clue, but the condition is that you must destroy it. For your era, the lock of the brain... is Pandora's box."

"Are you sure she just said 'a pair of keys'?" Rosie and Deng Huailing walked on the burning street, the hot wind brushed their collars, and the molten asphalt flowed slowly.The soldiers of "Shu" were retreating in an orderly manner, the sound of wireless communication was everywhere, and rows of teams passed in front of them.

Deng Huailing said with a smile: "You have asked the question for the third time, and the quantifier I heard is also 'right'. Could it be that our hearing has problems at the same time?"

"That's going to be hard," Rosie muttered.

"What's wrong?" The smile in Deng Huailing's eyes deepened.Rosie's figure was reflected in the bottom of his eyes, surrounded by bright flames, like a small insect sealed in golden amber.

"She said they were a couple," Rosie bit her lip, turned her face away, too ashamed to speak, "That's... black..."

"What's black?" Deng Huailing pretended to be at a loss.

"Black ring!" Rosie was very dissatisfied with his pretending to be stupid, and suddenly regained her momentum, "The paired things used in the wedding, what else is it but a pair of rings? Cesina is hinting at us,The black ring is the key to open the lock of the brain!"

"Bravo! Wonderful deduction." Deng Huailing lazily clapped his hands a few times, and then asked harshly, "I have the ring on my hand, what about yours?"

Rosie choked suddenly: "Uh, I..."

Deng Huailing's brown eyes were full of sarcasm: "Sell it for money? Give it away? Or—" He looked at Rosie for a while, "Throw it away?"

"I..." Rosie's ears were flushed, and she was angry and ashamed by the series of questions.Deng Huailing clearly saw it at the banquet, he threw away the ring in a fit of anger, and he still asked the question here knowingly, it was extremely narrow-minded, "I'll go get it back."

He turned his head and left, and heard Deng Huailing asking leisurely from behind: "How to find it? It's been so many days since the banquet, maybe it has been sent to some garbage collection station and shredded."

"I'll ask the waiter that day!" Rosie said angrily, "If it doesn't work, just dig through the garbage bin in the back kitchen, the nearby garbage dump, landfill, and find it for you!"

"Then I'm afraid you can't find it." Deng Huailing grabbed his shoulder with one hand and pulled him back, "—because it's here with me."

As if struck by lightning, Rosie turned around in a daze, watching the other hand reach into the collar of the T-shirt and pull out a long and thin silver pendant.Deng Huailing hooked up the chain with his fingers, and dangling from his fingertips was the black ring he had lost.

He remembered that they had just had a big fight on the day of the banquet. When Deng Huailing entered the door, he only regarded him as a stranger. After that, the situation got worse, and they even had a fight in the grass to vent their anger.Rosie never expected that the angry Deng Huailing would look for the ring he had thrown away, and put it on with a silver chain, always wearing it at the position closest to the heart.

You know, to calm down the furious Deng Huailing and patiently do a humiliating thing, it is almost more difficult than going to heaven.

"How...how did you get it back?" Rosie choked up in vain, feeling her voice tremble a bit.

"I really went through the trash can." Deng Huailing said.