John Nash raised his head gently, but his head couldn't help but droop. His heavy eyelids seemed to be unable to open at all. "I...where am I?" The vague words muttered from between his lips, as if they didn't even get clear about the wording. After saying that, the dry feeling in his throat made his stomach surging again. He had to cough hard for a few times, but there was still no improvement.

"MacArthur Mental Hospital." Dr. Rosen replied friendly.

John paused, and seemed to have no reaction. He barely looked at the old man in front of him with his eyes, and found that he did not seem to be joking with him. He couldn't help but move his eyebrows in the middle, "This is absolutely impossible!" After saying that, he retching again, and had to cut off his words and pursed his lips hard... But he had no way to control his facial muscles at this time, so his movements seemed extremely funny and embarrassed. "You, you've made a mistake."

John closed his eyes and felt his head fall back like a ball, but he insisted, "My work has nothing to do with military affairs." He must not disclose the country's military secrets and cannot let anyone know that he is working for the government, otherwise he and Alicia will be in danger.

"What kind of job? John." Rosen took out a pen and a notebook and prepared to record.

John glanced at Rosen's pen, closed his eyes again, and said firmly, "I know nothing." Although this sentence was light and without any strength, it was the first time he said a sentence in full without pause. He finally felt that the chaotic brain became clear again, and his muscles seemed to be back in control.

Rosen chuckled, "You really don't have to keep the secret." Then he turned around and prepared to sit down in the chair behind to have a detailed conversation with John.

When John saw Rosen turn around, the alarm bell rang in his mind: This is an opportunity! This is his only opportunity! He must not be caught, otherwise not only him, but also Alicia will be implicated. What's more terrifying is that national security will be threatened.

So, John suddenly stepped on his feet to the ground, then stood up hard, and used all his strength to jump out like a leopard. But unfortunately... this was just an imagination. In the imagination scene in his mind, he was a leopard; but in reality, he fell into the hunter's trap. John then recalled that his hands and feet were completely bound, and there were iron chains between the binding bandages. His movements suddenly made the chains ring, and then his "agile and fast" movements were directly bound by the chains, and all the impact forces rebounded, causing his whole body not only to not rush forward, but also to retreat a little, and smashed hard on the ground.

Every muscle in his body was exclaiming pain, and his shoulders and head collided violently with the ground, causing all the fatigue and chaos hidden in his body to swarm up. Then the muscles began to twitch and could not control them at all. He couldn't help but start biting the tip of his tongue. But the saddest thing was that he didn't even have the power to bite the tip of his tongue. He could only lie in a mess, and then twitching one after another, like a dead fish that was not dead.

Hugo was struggling, struggling with all his strength, trying to break the bandage and handcuffs in his hand, trying to use his own strength to pull out the bondage. But the more he struggled, the tighter the bondage, and he almost felt that he was about to suffocate. In his blurred vision, he saw Heath Ledger. Heath sat in front of him, supporting his knees with his hands, leaning forward slightly, with a look of struggle and pain.

Hugo knew that it was not Heath, it was Charles.

"Charles?" John was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that Charles would be involved, and his secret agent was hurting the people around him. "Charles?" John shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to express his denial, and seemed to be shaking his body constantly, trying to stand up. His expression was full of guilt and torture, "I had no intention of involving you, I... I'm sorry."

Charlize covered his mouth, and his breathing stopped completely at this moment, and even his brain stopped working, because Heath was not sitting in the designated position. At the moment, only Hugo and Christopher were performing in this scene, and Heath was standing beside her. However, Hugo's unwavering eyes seemed to have really seen Heath. That panic and fear made Charlize unable to move at all, and could only stand in a daze.

Christopher walked to Hugo, looked back at the empty back, and then looked at Hugo again. The unwavering expression in his amber eyes made Christopher panic. Even though he didn't want to admit it, he was full of doubts and fear at this moment.

John looked at the doctor's puzzled expression, then looked at Charles' painful and struggling expression, his frowning brows slightly relaxed, and then he became more intimately entangled together, shouting again with doubts, "Charles?" But Charles did not dare to look directly into his eyes, lowered his head in pain, and the strong betrayal surged in an instant, stirring up waves in the amber eyes. John widened his pupils, looked at Charles in disbelief, gritted his teeth tightly, and moved his body forward frantically and angrily, "The true face of the prodigal roommate has finally been exposed! What did you say to see my name on the speech list?"

John was completely overwhelmed by anger, and the pain of betrayal made him completely lose his mind. "You shameless liar!" John roared at Charles, as if he was completely in madness.

John couldn't believe that it was his best friend who betrayed him, Charles was actually an undercover agent of the Soviet Union, and he actually betrayed himself to the Soviet Union! He actually revealed his true identity! He actually told his job to the enemy! He actually betrayed himself for his own benefit! Charles was his best friend, even his only confidant, but now he betrayed their friendship for the Soviet Union... That kind of anger has changed from fear, eroding his heart bit by bit, so that tears and snot began to flow uncontrollably, and those blurred eyes even began to turn red.

Hanson frowned and looked at John with concern and fear, "Who are you talking to? Who have you seen?"

John twisted his body frantically, venting all his anger, "What should I say in Russian in 'Charles Herman'?" But after he finished venting in one breath, he took off his strength again, his cheeks hit the carpet heavily. He gently pounded the floor with his forehead, venting his anger, venting his regret, and pouring out his pain, "How do you say this in Russian?"

"John, there is no one here." Rosen comforted John in a gentle tone.

But John couldn't listen at all. He pointed his head in the direction in front of him, "He is there! It's there!" But he couldn't use his strength, and he could only squirm in humility and embarrassment. The anger in his heart could not be released at all. The sense of shame made John's eyes collapse little by little.

Two medical staff walked in and helped John up, which made him completely panic, "Stop! I don't know anything! Stop! I... I... I don't know anything." John glared and looked at the direction where Charles was, allowing people to clearly see the world in his pupils falling apart in slow motion, and the overwhelming panic was so clear.

Everyone in the crew was completely shocked. Heath couldn't even bear to continue watching, so he turned around and wiped the tears in his eyes in a mess, but this was still useless. The tears just kept falling down. The cruel coldness made Heath unable to resist.

Leonardo opened his mouth slightly, but found that he could not breathe at all. He had an impulse to go up and save Hugo, and to save him from the clutches of medical staff. But the remaining reason told him that this was just a filming, it was just a scene. However, standing still without moving, his heart was tied up. In the end, he could only clench his fists tightly and use all his strength to suppress his impulse and anger.

Even though Leonardo has witnessed Hugo's many wonderful performances, it is not as good as this moment. At that moment just now, all the boundaries between Hugo and John were completely blurred. Sometimes it makes people think it is Hugo, sometimes it makes people think it is John. The feeling of reality that hits people off guard and has almost no way to control their emotions.

This is the real power of performance!

The medical staff dragged John away from the doctor's office and came to the corridor, dragging him to the ward. John tried to struggle, but found that it was useless. He could only roar in despair, "My name is John Nash, they forced me to detain me, please contact the Ministry of Defense..." John was dragged toward the ward in such a way. He even threw a shoe and curled up in embarrassment and panic, but he still asked for help in an unknown direction. Where is Alicia? Where is his Alicia?

"My name is John Nash, and they forced me to detain..."

Help, help!

That powerful emotion grabbed Hugo's heart hard, fear, anger, despair, swarmed up, "My name..." Suddenly, darkness invaded again, almost leaving him without any ability to resist, and the world was broken in an instant, endless darkness and endless chaos swept over, completely swallowing him. Everything came to an abrupt end.

"God, oh, Jesus Christ!" Charlize could no longer bear it and rushed forward. Leonardo ran out immediately. He shouted angrily at the two extras, "Don't you see that he has lost consciousness? Don't worry, let go of the fuck! Hugo, oh, God, Hugo..."

Charlize rushed to Hugo and hugged Hugo anxiously, but received no response.
Chapter completed!