John took a deep breath and tried to calm down, "Okay, please continue."

Dr. Rutridge continued: "Our brain also has a short-term memory trajectory that lasts about eight minutes, just like a convenience store surveillance camera that can only record the last part of the day on the hard drive. Mr. Wick, are you listening?"

John: "Yes, I'm listening."

Dr. Ratridge: "Very good. We combine these two phenomena, keep the EEG on after death, and the memory bank is first tuned for eight minutes, and the source code can help us use the overlapping part. Now please tell me, what have you just experienced?"

John recalled, "I was on a train just now. It was probably in the morning. It passed by Chicago. I also had a teacher certificate on my body. The holder of the certificate was Sean Fentres. Finally, the train I was riding violently (*) exploded."

"yes!" Dr. Oliver exclaimed loudly and looked at Dr. Rutridge in disbelief. "Old man, you have really succeeded! You will create a miracle!"

Dr. Ratridge smiled slightly, his face full of pride, and turned to John: "I tell you now that the train actually had a violent explosion this morning, and more than 200 passengers were still alive. The violent explosion caused very heavy casualties, both life and economy, and that teacher, Sean Fentres, also died on the train..."

"Wait..." John couldn't make a turn, "He's dead, how could I become him?"

Dr. Ratridge: "Because among all the passengers who died, only his neuronal map can match you, we use source code to connect your spiritual world with him. Of course, you don't have to consider professional issues. You just need to know that what he experienced within eight minutes before his death is what you experienced."

John nodded, as if he had accepted this fact, it would not be possible if he did not accept it. The end of the bald fat man was a living example.

John: "What should I do?"

"You have to change your destiny!" Dr. Rutridge said seriously: "Theory, source code can change your destiny. We will send you back to that train again, remember that you only have eight minutes."

Will the fate change within eight minutes?

John clearly remembers that during this period, the train would pass by a station. As long as you get off at the station, you can escape the riot (*) bomb, you can live without death, or change your destiny?

This thought just flashed through my mind...

John's eyes turned dark, and when the light was restored to light, he found himself back to the train.

The sound of railway tracks in my ears was still "gudong gudong...gudong gudong..."

This time, John was not as panicked as the first time, because he had figured out something and knew that it could change his destiny.

"I adopted your suggestion, very good, thank you." The white woman in blue coat sitting in front of her still smiled and said the same thing to John.

"It's okay." John responded casually and looked at his watch, eight minutes.

White women: "You suggested that I move to India. I think it's good. If you change the environment, I can find myself again."

John turned around and looked at the stop sign outside the window and saw if the little stop had arrived. The woman passing by the seat poured the hot tea in her cup on John's leather shoes, which was very warm.

"Oh, she's wet your shoes." The white woman pulled out a tissue and bent down to rub the water stains on John's leather shoes.

John frowned and said to himself, "Sure enough, the second time is different from the first time, and some places have changed."

"What's wrong with you?" The white woman looked at John who was distracted in confusion, but at this time, the cell phone in her bag rang, just like the first time.

She looked out of her phone and looked at the phone. "Bryan called, isn't it good to leave everything to memories? It's really a problem."

John ignored her self-talk and thought to himself: It seems that what Dr. Rutridge said about the source code of the Laushi source code can change fate, it should be true.

John was thinking about things...

"Ticket, your ticket." The fat ticket inspector came to John.

John took out the ticket in his shirt pocket and handed it to him.

At this time, the train radio rang: "Dear passengers, Glenbrook Station is coming soon. Please prepare for passengers who get off the train."

John immediately stood up and walked towards the car door.

The white woman in blue sitting in front of him immediately shouted, "Hey, Sean, where are you going? We are not here yet."

John ignored her and continued to move forward.

"Oh, sorry."

Someone in front accidentally broke the documents, and several people lowered their heads to help him pick them up.

John squeezed past them.

"gentlemen!"

There was a big tall man behind him shouting.

But John knew that he wasn't calling him, the tall man was calling the shorter man who had already gotten off the bus.

John took a step off the train and immediately looked at his watch.

"Fortunately, it's only five minutes now, and I still have three minutes, enough for me to run to a safe place."

John immediately ran to the street in front. As long as he stayed away from the train and was away from the bombing range, it would be fine.

"Hey! Sean, where are you going?! The train is about to start!" The woman in blue stood behind the door that was about to close, waved to John.

John was too lazy to pay attention to her and ran faster.

Soon the door closed, and the woman in blue drove along with the train to the depths of the city with a puzzled look on her face...

After a while...

Rumble...

The earth shakes!

The fire rose into the sky, and even though it was far away, John could clearly see the rolling smoke.

John patted his chest, "It seems quite simple. I'm such a genius."

He was almost moved by his wit.

The next second...

Didi!

A harsh horn sounded!

John suddenly turned around, "Oh, damn!"

A speeding car is getting bigger and bigger in his pupils...

Bang!

John flew up...

...

Unfortunately, John returned to the small dark room that was only ten square meters.

No, John clearly felt that the small black room had become smaller, only nine square meters!

"What's going on? Isn't it enough to change my destiny? I escaped from that train, but why did I die in the end?"

He did not die of a train bombing (*) but died in a car accident.

It seems that John’s idea just now was too optimistic. It is not just that simple to change his destiny and fight against his destiny?
Chapter completed!