I was framed for taking the civil service exam, so I joined the National Security Bureau

Chapter 162

Director Gao's words, which came out of nowhere, were like a bombshell, exploding among the people. They looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and surprise.

Director Gao then said: "The third digital code I received in my brain was because I had a dream. Strangely enough, since I had that dream, that string of numbers has been deeply imprinted in my mind, and I don't need to remember it deliberately."

"29312, 34344, 2131111, 334, 23124."

Hearing the string of numbers reported by Director Gao, everyone's face showed doubts, including Zhang Xing. These numbers are still irregular and confusing.

Nighthawk then asked with a little horror: "Do you mean that you received this digital code in a dream?"

This question seemed to break some taboos, making the already tense atmosphere even more solemn. Including the escort colleagues around, they began to whisper to each other and discuss this strange situation in a low voice.

Director Gao nodded bluntly, with a complicated expression on his face.

Seeing this, Chihu immediately patted his forehead, widened his eyes, and muttered to himself in disbelief: "This... How is it possible! Have you watched too many American movies? Inception?"

Director Gao showed a trace of helplessness on his face, and his eyes revealed a little disappointment.

"See, I knew you wouldn't believe it. So I have been hesitating whether to say it. But I can assure you that what I said is true. The last digital code was indeed because I had a dream. In the dream, this string of numbers appeared inexplicably. When I woke up, it was like it was deeply imprinted in my mind, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't forget it.

Ye Ying's face became more and more confused. While looking at the scene in front of him, he lowered his voice to Zhang Xing who was still thinking:

"This kind of thing is really too incredible, it is beyond all our cognition! But he doesn't seem to be lying, and he doesn't need to tell such a lie. "

Zhang Xing frowned slightly, and felt very confused.

Indeed, this matter sounds incredible, but as Nighthawk said, Director Gao seems to have no reason to make up such a lie.

The strange digital code that Director Gao dreamed of is illogical, and in a sense, it is the same digital code as the two digital codes that appeared before.

Although Zhang Xing is not a professional dream interpreter, he also knows that a person will never dream for no reason.

According to the relevant arguments of the famous psychologist Freud in the book "The Interpretation of Dreams", no matter what type of dreams, no matter how bizarre and absurd they seem, they can reflect a part of real life from a certain aspect or point.

In other words, every dream may hide some potential information or meaning.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xing couldn't help but fall into deep thought. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, then looked at Director Gao and asked softly: "So, do you remember what kind of dream you had? Did you see other people in the dream? "

Director Gao closed his eyes, thought carefully, and finally shook his head slowly.

"It was just a very short dream."

Director Gao frowned and continued: "In the dream, I was alone standing under the Zhongzheng Church, looking up at the huge round clock above, and suddenly, a mysterious voice from afar came into my ears. "

"The voice sounded like both a man and a woman, making it difficult to distinguish its gender. What's even stranger is that it seemed to be produced by some kind of sound machine, without any emotion. Then, the voice began to broadcast a long string of numbers to me, and told me to remember these numbers by heart. "

"I clearly remember that the string of numbers appeared three times in my dream. After three times, the voice disappeared quietly. Then, I woke up from my sleep. "

After hearing Director Gao's description of the dream, Chi Hu's eyes suddenly lit up and he said:

"It's hard to tell whether it's male or female, and it sounds like a machine... Isn't it the voice that Lin Yingying and Xu Xian heard every time they met with Lord Heishan using a voice changer?"

"Could it be that the voice that appeared in Director Gao's dream came from the mysterious Lord Heishan?"

Zhang Xing also noticed this similarity, but he felt that it was a bit unreasonable to confirm that it came from the mysterious Lord Heishan based on the indistinguishable voice that appeared in the dream.That's right.

After all, Lin Yingying was Heishan's subordinate! She had completely controlled Director Gao at that time, so why did Heishan go to such great lengths to use such a complicated and special method to convey some digital codes that Director Gao couldn't understand at all?

There seemed to be no point in doing so.

Zhang Xing sighed in his heart, pondered for a while, and asked Director Gao again:

"Why did I dream of Zhongzheng Church? What kind of church is that?"

Director Gao showed some melancholy on his face, recalling the scene in his dream:

"The church is magnificent and solemn, with a unique architectural style, exuding a strong historical atmosphere, a wide hall, towering ceilings and huge windows. The walls of the church are hung with exquisite murals depicting stories and scenes in the Bible, colorful and lifelike."

"In the center of the hall, rows of neatly arranged wooden benches are placed, providing comfortable seats for believers. In front of the benches is a huge pulpit with an open Bible on the pulpit, symbolizing the word of God. The floor of the church is covered with gorgeous carpets, and walking on it is like walking on clouds."

"The interior of the church also displays many precious artworks and cultural relics. In a corner on one side, there is a huge pipe The organ, its keys and wind pipes shone with golden light. "

He stopped recalling here, and he gave Zhang Xing a helpless smile:

"That's about all I can remember. In fact, the church in the dream is similar to most ordinary churches."

Zhang Xing frowned slightly and asked again:

"In this church in the dream, in addition to the content you described, are there any other special features, such as what the environment outside the church is like."

"Or, in your impression, have you ever seen such a church? Is there a similar place in your real life?"

Head Gao looked confused and fell into painful recollections, but finally shook his head, saying that he could only think of the interior furnishings of the church in the dream. As for the surrounding environment of the church and how he entered the church, he could no longer remember them.

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