Paintings of Terror

Seeing a hot and fragrant pot of white rice noodle bean porridge on the rectangular dining table, Ke Xun was standing by the table, holding a pair of chopsticks and skillfully mixing the small bowl of cold mixed beans in his hands, the sour taste of vinegar and the cooked The aroma of the beans melted together, like a warm wind after a midsummer rain, which instantly opened everyone's taste buds.

"Let's eat first." Ke Xun raised his head, met Mu Yiran's quiet and clear gaze, and raised him with a warm smile.

Good food is a good medicine to adjust the mood. Perhaps it is because the color and fragrance of food can make people feel the freshness and temperature of life. After a full meal, hope finally gains the upper hand in the battle with despair.

"Then, let's discuss the number selection now." Xu Zhen's tone of frustration eased a lot at this time, sitting on a chair in the dining hall and looking at everyone.

Everyone fell silent. This was a sensitive topic. No one wanted to die. Everyone wanted to choose a laboratory with a higher degree of survival. It was a matter of life and death, and no one wanted to be modest.

"I declare in advance," Xu Zhen said, "I don't want to give anyone the chance to survive. Of course, I hope everyone can survive, but don't try to make me humble those young or weak to survive. Everyone is equal, and my life is not lower than the lives of others."

As he spoke, he glanced at the three young girls pointedly.

The girls didn’t say anything, Zhang Hanrui’s tears rolled down silently, Li Yaqing seemed to be tired of crying, she just bowed her head in a daze, Cai Xiaoyan bit her lip and tugged at her clothes, showing great fear in her heart And upset.

"If this is the case, then be fair," Zhu Haowen said, this person is always almost ruthless in reason, "Let's decide by drawing lots."

"I agree." Xu Zhen nodded in agreement after hesitating and thinking, "This is the fairest way. The result is good or bad. I can only blame my luck."

Others had no objection. Qin Ci got up and went to the office next to him to find paper and pen, took it back and cut it into pieces of paper, and wrote numbers on the paper. Because he was not sure how many people could enter each experimental area today, so he could only per person Numbers are taken in the sequence of the drawn numbers.

Fold the piece of paper, put it into a chopstick tube, shook it, Qin Ci put the tube on the table: "Pick it."

Xu Zhen was the first to reach out and pinch a piece of paper out. When she opened it, the expression on her face brightened: "Number 1!"

If you are on the 1st, you will definitely get the number card of the A experimental area. For the few people who have experienced the painful torture of the B experimental area last night, the experiment in the A experimental area seems to them to be more comfortable than the experiment in the B experimental area. many.

So these few people actually hope to go to the A experimental area.

The rest of the people also took out the paper sticks one by one. Ke Xun drew it after Mu Yiran. He stayed in the chopstick holder for a while, stirred the remaining paper sticks with his fingers, and looked at the numbers on the sticks. 7, blinked at him: "Do you believe me, my instinct is really accurate."

Mu Yiran looked at him with a gentle voice: "Pick it."

Ke Xun felt that he was stunned by the sound, and a squishy electric current was generated from the back of his head, which was transmitted to the tips of his fingers in the chopsticks.

With a fingertip, I clamped one of them, took it out, unfolded, number 8.

After showing the numbers on the paper to Mu Yiran, Ke Xun's lips curled up.

If the numbers of two people are next to each other, the probability that the number card can be divided into the same laboratory is higher.

After everyone had drawn the lottery, they realized that Qi Qiang and Huang Pi did not draw. Qin Ci looked at the two of them: "What?"

Qi Qiang impatiently took out a card from his pocket and slapped it on the table: "I have already taken the number card!"

See this entry card to the basement, clearly printed with A-195.

Xu Zhen reacted, staring at Qi Qiang and Huang Pi, daring to be angry but not speaking.

Huangpi didn’t draw lots either. Obviously it was the same as Qi Qiang. When everyone walked out of the small iron gate, they drew their number cards in advance. They knew that the card from Laboratory A would be drawn first, and they wouldn’t wait at all. Discuss with others before deciding.

The matter was over, and it was useless to say more. Everyone got up and went to the small iron gate leading to the basement, and took numbers one by one in the order determined by the lottery.

This time, the people who got the A card were Qi Qiang, Huang Pi, and Xu Zhen.

The people who got the B card were Wei Dong and Zhu Haowen.

The people who got the C card were Li Yaqing, Cai Xiaoyan, Mu Yiran, and Ke Xun.

The people who got the D card were Qin Ci and Zhang Hanrui.

Li Yaqing, who was drawn to the C experiment area again, collapsed on the spot and collapsed to the ground crying.

In the eyes of everyone, only the experiment in the C experiment area is bound to kill people. If you get the C card, it means that one foot has stepped into the yellow spring.

"There is still time," Ke Xun squatted and shook Li Yaqing's shoulders. "Crying doesn't solve the problem. Let's find the signature first. We can leave after finding the signature."

Li Yaqing cried and nodded, struggling to get up, and followed the same heavy people down to the underground experimental area.

This time everyone looked up every experimental area carefully, inch by inch, from the inside to the outside, without letting go of a brick.

Several old members were concentrated in the D experiment area. When the inspection was halfway through yesterday, the inspection was not completed, so we will continue today.

"It's still the problem," Qin Ci said as he looked for it, "What is the central meaning of this painting? Find out the meaning and it's not far from finding the signature."

"If all the experiments are based on the various questions raised by people as the main body," Zhu Haowen said, "The meaning of this painting should be closely related to people. Remember the words written on the screen wall in the hall, "Reveal the essence of consciousness," Discover the power of life, guide alienation back to nature, and help the lost return to nature'."

"Consciousness, physiology, psychology, and concepts." Mu Yiran summed up, "It includes all the products that can be produced by individuals like ‘human’, subjective, objective, substantial, and non-substantial."

"Then you guys, will the signature this time be on the person's body?" Wei Dong said, "Like the painting "Animal World", the signature is a dog, this time it may be a person."

"In the entire institute, there are only those who are in the painting," Zhu Haowen said. "There are no other people, and I don't think there will be people in the painting coming in from outside halfway through.

"I suggest that we take a closer look at these research materials," Qin Ci said, "maybe we can find out the true intentions of these experiments."

Ke Xun looked at the stack of photos in his hand-this was seen in Laboratory D last night, and then handed it to Qin Ci: "Isn't this considered as research data?"

Qin Ci took it and looked at it, his face stiffened, he coughed, and handed the photo back to Ke Xun: "This may be... well, office pastime."

"It's like the old Xiaohuangshu and the bad websites on mobile phones at work now?" Ke Xun put the photos back in the drawer. "But the researchers at this institute are also very bold. They even took photos directly to work, Xiao Huang Does the book no longer satisfy them?"

"What are you talking about?" Wei Dong was confused, walked over and flipped through the drawers, "What little yellow—I rely on!"

Holding the photo, he looked at Ke Xun in surprise: "There is such a thing? It's too bold! I rely on... I will check if there is anything suspicious in the photo."

Ke Xun: "Haha."

Wei Dong flipped through a few photos with a weird tone: "Wait, why are there only naked and male **** pictures in these photos? Is it possible that the researchers in this laboratory are all women? Are they all rotten women? "

"It may also be gay," Ke Xun said.

Wei Dong glanced at him: "You seem to have accidentally exposed your inability to be a humane collecting hobby."

"Stop nonsense, when it's time, put it back if you don't read it." Ke Xun said, turning around and walking to Mu Yiran's side. Seeing that he was holding a stack of documents and looking closely, he held his mobile phone to shine.

"On April 13th, after the whole group's discussion and decision, it was unanimously approved seven days later to perform the prefrontal lobe resection for trial 213." Ke Xun read the words on the document, raised his head and asked Qin Ci, "Doctor Qin, What is the prefrontal lobe?"

Qin Ci looked a little serious: "The human brain is divided into four lobes in each hemisphere, and the frontal lobe is the largest of them. After removal, a person will lose a lot of body functions, even a large part of his personality. This is an extremely inhumane operation. ."

Wei Dong snapped his tongue: "What kind of demon operation is this?! Why do you need this kind of operation?"

Qin Cidao: "In the mid-nineteenth century, some medical scholars in the West believed that this kind of surgery can free schizophrenic patients from emotional distress, thereby becoming quiet and obeying orders. It is said that those patients with violent or suicidal tendencies It was indeed quiet after the operation. Moniz, the inventor of this operation, won the Nobel Prize in Medicine for this. Since then, at a certain stage, frontal lobe resection has become an important method for the treatment of human mental illness, even It was all the rage."

"Does this... really work?" Wei Dong asked.

Qin Ci smiled sarcastically, "I talk about the procedure, and you know it won't work.

"The process is very simple. First, the doctor uses local anesthesia to keep the patient awake to a certain extent, because the doctor will inform the patient of the next operation steps-even if the patient does not respond, the doctor will use an electric shock to wake the patient.

"Next, the doctor will insert a steel pointed cone about 18 centimeters long into the bone under the eyelid and facing the eye socket, tap the bottom of the steel cone with a small hammer, and the steel cone will penetrate the bones and bridge of the nose. Bone, into the brain.

"When the pointed cone enters about 5 cm of the frontal lobe of the brain, the doctor will rotate the pointed cone to cut off the white matter that connects the prefrontal cortex and the rest of the brain.

"In the words of a certain doctor, this is actually inserting the cone into the head and mixing it up. The whole process takes less than ten minutes, ten minutes, and the patient is probably no longer the same person."

"Fuck... trough... Nima..." Wei Dong scolded dumbfoundedly, "Is this the **** thing to stir the brain into porridge? Is the doctor or the devil doing this?!"

"The mortality rate of this type of operation was as high as 14%, but at that time there were still some doctors who had a nearly pathological obsession with using it." Qin Ci said.

"Infatuated... There are people who are infatuated with this kind of abnormal surgery?" Wei Dong clutched his forehead.

"The prefrontal cortex is the key organization for people to make decisions, shape and maintain their personality," Qin Ci said. "So some medical experts at that time believed that this kind of surgery was an operation on the soul. , Can reshape a person who is more acceptable to society and the public."

"It seems that the key lies here," Ke Xun said. "If the ABC laboratory is studying people, then the purpose of the D laboratory is to transform people."