Chapter 802 Searching for the [Key]
"You mean, the captain hid his own memory?" Nolan clenched the phone, "--Is there any other information?"
"Let me think about it," Alexei tried to recall.
She is better at memorizing images and pictures, and her memory of character dialogues is average.
"I remember the captain said that burying memories is a very complicated thing. If you bury your memories rashly, it is very likely to cause a person's consciousness to be broken or even collapsed-because they question whether everything in front of them is real, and they will also question whether the memory in their brain is real or their own subjective imagination?"
"How to avoid the collapse of consciousness?" Nolan asked.
"Try not to hide your memory for too long, because it will trigger a chain reaction." Alexei said, "Imagine your memory is a sea. Burying your memory means freezing part of the sea water into an iceberg."
"The iceberg on the sea is the part you want the enemy to see. The iceberg hidden under the sea is your hidden memory."
"So, over time, will the iceberg freeze the surrounding sea water as well?"
"The frozen part is not something you want to forget."
"I think if the captain buried her memory, she would have forgotten that she did it because it was too long... Slowly, she would forget more things."
I understand.
In other words, if the captain keeps dragging her feet and not restoring the buried memory, she may lose more memory.
Nolan couldn't help but get nervous and asked, "Then do you know how to restore the memory?"
"The captain said that a specific key must be set for the [buried memory]-" Alex said, "It may be a melody, a picture, or a specific scene, or even a specific sentence."
"The key must be special, and it is best to have a strong and close connection with oneself-to prevent someone from accidentally revealing the [key] and digging out the buried memory."
Nolan was overwhelmed when he heard it.
Captain Cheng Ling is not an ordinary person. She has too much personal experience-no one can accurately tell all her experiences...
How to find the [key]?
What's more, Captain Cheng Ling is extremely cautious. She will definitely set a very special and unusual [key]-definitely at the level of hell difficulty.
Alexei understood the complexity and difficulty of this matter, but she was very positive and optimistic: "Nolan, I think the captain should consider that she might forget about burying her memory - maybe she has already thought of a countermeasure - it is possible that the [key] is hidden next to her, but there is no chance to trigger it for the time being."
"Then I will tell Dr. Ken and the captain's family about this new discovery, and we will discuss it together." Nolan said.
"Okay, I will also try to recall as many details as possible to see if I can recall more useful information."
After hanging up the phone, Nolan called Brother Cheng and Dr. Ken in the living room: "I just received a call from Alexei, and she said this situation..."
Nolan repeated Alexei's words in detail.
After hearing this, Dr. Ken's eyes lit up. He rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Your Captain Cheng Ling is a genius! He can actually think of this method! Let me think about it..."
"Captain's elder brother," Dr. Ken thought for a moment and said to Brother Cheng, "You are the captain's family. Think about it together, what is Captain Cheng Ling's special thing?"
Brother Cheng nodded and told this situation to his family alone, except for Cheng Xiaomei.
Cheng Xiaomei was in school, and it would not be too late to tell her when she got home from school.
In the next few hours, the Cheng family began their journey to find the [key].
"Lingling," Cheng's mother said with a smile, holding up a photo of six-year-old Cheng Ling wearing a princess dress, "Do you remember this dress? Mom made it for you, and you loved it so much that you wore it for a whole summer. The next summer, you grew taller and couldn't wear it anymore, and you cried."
Cheng Ling took the photo, looked at the little girl in the pink puffy skirt, and said with a smile, "Ah... If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that there was such a thing."
Cheng Ling looked at the photo for a long time, and there was nothing unusual. It seemed that the puffy skirt was not the [key].
Cheng's mother put away the photo in frustration.
"Ling girl," Cheng's father brought over a horse whip, "This is the whip you used when you were raising ponies when you were a child, remember? You always imagined yourself as a knight, able to conquer the world-"
Cheng Ling looked at the whip and nodded, "I remember. My first expedition failed-because the people at the horse farm stopped me from leaving."
Cheng's father put away the whip.
Obviously, the whip is not the [key] either.
Brother Cheng tried the names of male artists that Cheng Ling had pursued before, but failed. Then Brother Cheng found a few dress-up games that Cheng Ling was addicted to before, but Cheng Ling still had no reaction.
At this time, Cheng Ling noticed that everyone was abnormal.
"Wait," Cheng Ling put down the dress-up game in her hand, "What are you doing?"
Everyone was speechless.
Fortunately, Cheng's father reacted quickly. He said, "It's like this. You disappeared some time ago. We missed you very much, so we kept recalling your past... Now that you are back, we want to share with you."
Cheng Ling shrugged and accepted Cheng's father's excuse, "Is that so? Okay, next is-"
Everyone looked at Mr. Cheng. He was holding a book in his hand, with the title "Song of Light and Blood" written on the spine, author: Shadow Song.
Everyone's eyes lit up!
It's possible! Why didn't they think of that!
Mr. Cheng sat upright opposite Cheng Ling, cleared his throat, opened the book, and started reading from the first line of the first page.
"It was dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun splashed on the ground, reflecting a golden color. Ravens were circling in the sky..."
Cheng Ling's face turned red - it was really embarrassing to hear others read what he had written!
What's more, Mr. Cheng took on the announcer's attitude and when he read it, it was sonorous, powerful, full of emotion, and full of tension——
Old Mrs. Cheng read two pages, and Cheng Ling could almost dig out a three-bedroom and one-living room with his toes.