"Really?" The fable's voice is very weak, but he has stopped continuing to support the ground. He chooses to accumulate a little strength first, but now with the help of a small drill, he no longer needs to challenge his body from the perspective of a fight against the water. limit.

　　 "Really." Xiao Zuanfeng stepped forward, he lifted the money bin on his back, and then lifted up the fable.

　　 The two slowly walked towards the passage between the outpatient building and the inpatient building. At the entrance of the inpatient building, several medical staff and police officers were discussing countermeasures. The gunshots before the outpatient building attracted their attention, but it is also true that the police officers who chased them still did not respond.

"I'll go first." Xiao Zuanfeng turned his head and said to the fable. Considering that the other party might have excessive behavior, he did not let the fable together. And because he needed the other party's help to treat the wounded, he had to carry Qiancangyi on his back. , Used to prove that the injury does exist, not his fiction.

　　 Xiao Zuanfeng walked out of the corner with Qiancang on his back. His speed was not fast, but very steady.

　　 The police officers who had been keeping an eye on the outpatient building soon saw Xiao Zuifeng's figure. They took out the pistols they were carrying and pointed the muzzle at the slowly walking small Zufeng. After seeing the opponent's movement, Xiao Zuanfeng stopped. He stopped moving forward and did not explain his current situation. He was waiting for the other party to ask questions.

　　 "Stop!" The policeman with guns took two steps forward. They had serious faces, "Let down their weapons and catch them!"

"I have no weapons. The person behind me is seriously injured. Please help him. In return, I will tell you everything, everything about Sunshine Hospital, and why Sunshine Hospital is haunted!" Xiao Zuanfeng said aloud the words he thought of while walking.

The three police officers looked at each other and then exchanged opinions. Then one of the police officers said to Xiao Zuifeng: "You come closer and let us see you clearly. Don't move or act. Any excessive behavior, otherwise we will shoot without hesitation."

　　 Under the moonlight, Xiao Zuifeng's figure standing in the dark is indeed a bit vague to the three police officers, but they can still see a little outline and a rough appearance.

Xiao Zuifeng obeyed the police officer's words and slowly walked out of the shadows, and when his appearance appeared, a police officer immediately roared, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely angry, "It's you, you murderer. You killed Officer Chen Ming! What is your hatred with Officer Chen Ming?"

　　 This police officer is the apprentice Chen Ming has led for a year.

　　 "I can tell you whatever you want to know, provided that you save the person on my back first." Xiao Zuifeng's face remained unchanged.

"The person on the back?" The police officers focused their gazes behind Xiao Zuifeng. They found that there was indeed a comatose person lying on Xiao Zuifeng's back. They exchanged opinions again, "You put him down and stand Aside."

　　 Even though the police officers wanted to get rid of a small shot now, they did not do so out of professional ethics.

　　 According to the police officer's request, Xiao Zuanfeng slowly put the money bin on the ground, and then slowly raised his hands and backed away.

　　 Seeing that the other party was very cooperative, the expression on the police officer's face was very puzzled, but seeing the hemp-colored gauze bandage on the head of the injured lying on the ground, their suspicion was alleviated a bit. The police officers gradually approached the small drilling wind, and one of them stepped forward to control the small drilling wind. Only after that, the police officers at the back gestured for medical staff to come over.

The medical staff hurriedly walked to Qiancang No. 1 and they squatted down to check Qiancang No. 1’s wound. After about half a minute, the doctor in charge of the examination turned his head and said to Xiao Zuanfeng, “We can’t save the lives. I’m afraid I won’t be able to live long. If you are treated as soon as possible after the injury, you may still have a chance to survive, but now..." The doctor said his judgment in a heavy and gentle tone.

When 　　 was speaking, the doctor's eyes were always on Xiao Zuanfeng, he was worried that Xiao Zuanfeng would suddenly get into trouble.

"I know, please save him. If you can save one more second, it is one second." Xiao Zuanfeng never imagined that the doctor could save the money warehouse in this state. However, if it only allows the money warehouse to live more In one to two hours, this can be done with current medical skills, provided that Qiancangyi can support it.

"It's useless, it's just a few more seconds." The doctor was unwilling to do useless work. "I'm not cold-blooded. Even if he is saved, he can't survive this way. Maybe it may cause premature death due to moving and other actions." In order to prevent Xiaozuifeng from misunderstanding himself, the doctor added another sentence afterwards.

"I know." Xiao Zuanfeng nodded, and then he knelt on the ground. Even the police officer controlling him did not expect this. Then, Xiao Zuanfeng put his head on the ground with his hands on the ground, a dull sound When it reached the doctor's ears, the sound was not loud, or even mild, but the doctor knew that the other party was really knocking his head.

　　 once, twice, three times.

When 　　 raised his head again, the front of his forehead was already covered with blood.

　　 At this time, the doctor saw the determination in Xiao Zuifeng's eyes. He knew that if he didn't say anything, another person might die in front of him. Although they want to let this person die now, reason makes them choose to follow the correct process.

The doctor's heart softened, and he said, "You must be dead, but I will try it." After saying this, the doctor turned his head and whispered to the nurse beside him. After that, the nurse looked anxious. Running to the hospital building, not long after, several medical staff ran out carrying a stretcher.

"Um... I think I can also treat it." At some point, the fable walked out of the shadows, and saw him staggering, as if he might fall at any time. After the fable approached, Xiao Zuanfeng could see the fable clearly. At this moment, his face was pale and bloodless, and the blood stains from the corners of his mouth flowed to the chin, and then slowly dripped onto the ground.

Before 　　 fell to the ground, the fable smiled at Xiao Zuanfeng, but the teeth in his mouth had all been stained red with blood.

　　 The punishment for excessive use of vitality is far more than physical weakness. In extreme cases, the actor may die suddenly.

In the brightly-lit ward, Xiao Zuanfeng is sitting on a chair with handcuffs on his hands. Next to him are four police officers who are on alert. No matter what Xiao Zuanfeng does, these police officers will be inseparable, even if they are large size. .

Xiao Zuanfeng turned his head and looked at Qian Cang Yi and Fable lying on the white hospital bed. Both were wearing nasal masks. The doctors at Sunshine Hospital were already trying their best to rescue them, but as mentioned before, the hope of surviving in the end was slim. , However, now a small drill takes time.

　　 He looked at the clock on the wall. It was now five o'clock in the morning. Since July 13th falls in the summer, the sun will come out earlier. This is good news for Qian Cangyi.

　　 At this moment, Xiao Zuanfeng couldn't help but recall the moment of his anger.

　　 Immersion in regret and self-blame brings only more regret and self-blame.

　　 At the same time, Xiao Zuanfeng also thought of such a sentence.

　　……

Qiancangyi in the coma was not completely unconscious. In fact, he also experienced some memorable things in his coma. Many things only surfaced from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness only in special times. However, people It's not that you don't recognize your own problems, but you deliberately ignore your own problems.

　　 In his sleep, Qian Cang opened his eyes, he looked around and found that he was lying in a clean and tidy room, and he was lying on the sofa.

"How do you feel?" A familiar voice came into his ears. Qiancang turned his head and found that a person beside him was sitting on a gray eggshell chair. This person was wearing a white shirt and a red tie, outside. Wearing a dark blue suit jacket, his face looks more than 40 years old, which is closer to a traditional gentleman. However, none of this money is interested. What he is most interested in is that this person's face looks like Self in old age.

　　 Qiancang sat up, "How does it feel?" He found a sharp pain coming from the top of his left temple, but when he touched it with his hand, there was no pain, which made Qiancangyi feel very strange.

　　 "How does it feel to be alive?" said the person sitting in the chair.

"The feeling of being alive? Do you mean that I am dead now? Also, who are you? Why do you look the same as me? Am I mentally ill? I have heard the saying that mental illness can be contagious, but I miss me There should be no conditions for infection. After all, I don't need to stay with mental patients all day." Qian Cangyi stood up from the sofa.

　　 "According to your understanding, I am a marginal information manager. Only when you fall into a deep coma can you meet with me. You can also understand me as your inspiration and intuition."

　　 "For ordinary people, it is very likely that they will not meet with the marginal information manager in their body once in their lives, because it is of little significance and there is a suspicion of crossing the boundary."

　　 "The last time I provided you with useful information was on the stairs on the third floor of the outpatient building of Sunshine Hospital..." The marginal information manager gave Qiancang a hint at this point.

In an instant, Qian Cang remembered the scene when he climbed the stairs with Xiao Zuanfeng and Fable. At that time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly pushed the fable aside, and avoided the shooting from the top of the hospital building. Bullets.

　　 After recalling this incident, Qiancang's eyes lit up, "You gave me the warning at the time?"

"It's under." The marginal information manager stood up from the eggshell chair. "A person will obtain a huge amount of information throughout his life. However, the huge amount referred to here is only the information clearly obtained by the main consciousness. For example, netizens browse I read many posts in forums or post bars. The content of these posts may be useful or useless, but whether they are useful or useless, the human brain consumes time and energy to judge them."

"The content of the post can be called the central information. For the main consciousness, the content of the post is the most important reason for opening this post. Therefore, most of the attention is placed on the content of the post. The marginal information is A concept opposite to central information is information that the brain thinks it can determine as useless information without spending time and effort to judge. In fact, when netizens browse the content of a post, a lot of information also enters the brain through their eyes among."

"I’ll give a simplest example, still taking the post just now. When browsing the content of the post, netizens don’t care about the resolution of the user’s avatar multiplied by the picture resolution, because netizens know this is for them. It has no effect. When I say this conclusion, I don’t even need to add it. The reason is that people who don’t realize this will directly shield this information from the main consciousness, and the conditions for the shielding are years and months. Accumulated experience."

"For these netizens, the resolution value of the avatar picture is marginal information, which is excluded from the main consciousness and does not allow the main consciousness to spend time. However, if it is an image-related worker, the mask setting of his main consciousness It will be different from the vast majority of netizens. Perhaps he will realize this when browsing the posts, and realize this and judge the uselessness through the main consciousness. This is already the treatment of the central information, that is to say. For them, the resolution of the user’s avatar picture becomes the central information."

　　 "The two are relative."

"I continue to say that after being shielded by the main consciousness, the marginal information does not disappear, but passes through me first, and will be eliminated after I judge it to be useless. Through my words, you should be able to feel the marginal There is a magnitude gap between information and central information, so you should now be able to understand why there is edge information, right?" The edge information manager threw the problem to Qiancang No. 1.

　　 Qiancang nodded, he said:

"Know, there is too much garbage, just like a ten-minute video with more than 10,000 barrage. If the barrage is fully opened, it is estimated that only the barrage can be seen in the entire video. If it is fully closed, another barrage will not be visible. Therefore, the shielding part Barrage is the best choice. Therefore, different people will block the barrage they consider useless according to different hobbies."

"The remaining barrage is considered to be the center barrage, and the shielded barrage is the edge barrage. Because of the incomplete restriction conditions, there will be a very small number of edge barrage that actually contain high-quality barrage. But because it happened to meet the restrictions, it couldn't appear in the center barrage."

　　 Qiancangyi chose a more easy-to-understand example, but he still didn't finish, "Then, I'm curious, what edge information makes you make a judgment to issue a warning."

　　 Hear this question~lightnovelpub.net~The edge information manager smiled, "Brightness."

　　 "Brightness?" Qiancang frowned.

"The human eye is very sensitive to the brightness changes in the dark part. At that time, you were facing the window, and the moonlight was shining from behind the shooter to the stairs. Originally, there was no obstruction on the roof of the hospital building. Later, the presence of the shooter caused the light to produce subtle changes. Change, to be precise, is a continuous small change, so I guess that someone has appeared on the roof, usually it doesn’t matter, but you are in the movie world now, so I sent you a warning of danger, and the distance is too far , Coupled with the situation in Sunshine Hospital, I guess it’s a long-range camera in almost all cases.” The marginal information manager put a smile on his face, “I know what you want to ask, you want to ask me why I judge this way, yes. ?"

　　 Qiancang shrugged and did not refute.

"The reason is very simple. Most of my judgments are wrong. After the marginal information I filtered out is passed to you, maybe only one of the 1,000 pieces is useful. Because of the characteristics of people, I will give this unique time unique. Pay attention, even remember it in your mind, and eliminate the rest of the wrong information directly to avoid waste."

　　 "The real reason why you often feel that your intuition is at work is because you experience more dangers after being selected by a **** movie than in the past two decades!" The fringe information manager increased his tone.

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