Paintings of Terror

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his watch. With a few minutes before midnight, Ke Xun walked to Mu Yiran's side and sat down on his shoulder.

"Big brother," Ke Xun said, "you are so arrogant. Give you a chance to say nothing in your heart... Don't be like me. If you miss it, there will be no chance again. Tell them what you want most. What you say... Forget it, I'll leave you with a smile, and you can realize it for yourself."

Speaking, I swiped Mu Yiran's mobile phone to the selfie function, tilted his head and touched his head, Ke Xun raised a big smile at the camera, and **** pinched a heart between their cheeks.

The phone time jumped to 24 o'clock.

In the corridor outside the house, came the sound of footsteps.

Ke Xun quickly adjusted Zhu Haowen’s phone to the camera function and turned on the lighting, then walked to the phone holder a few steps later, put his phone on the holder, adjusted the angle, and walked back to his position, touching his neck. At the mop handle, he held Mu Yiran's mobile phone in his hand and called out the camera.

He was not in a hurry to faint himself. He wanted to take a look at the camera lens first. What kind of "people" those who came in from the door might be able to find important clues about the signature.

The sound of footsteps reached the door, a scratching sound rang, and the door of the laboratory was pushed open.

In the camera lens of the mobile phone, a few gray figures walked in and made sounds that seemed a little surprised. Then, two figures walked to the flashlight and turned off the switch.

The flashlight is something in the research institute, so it can be recognized by these figures, while the mobile phone confirmed Ke Xun and Mu Yiran's guess-it is a modern technology product that cannot be recognized by the "people" here, so it still lights up And was left alone.

The room without the flashlight lighting was almost completely dark, and Ke Xun could no longer see anything in the lens of the phone in his hand.

The light of the mobile phone is too weak and can only shine in front of you.

Fortunately, Zhu Haowen's phone, which was fixed near the desk, should be able to record something.

Ke Xun turned off Mu Yiran's cell phone and used the mop handle to locate the acupuncture points on his neck.

Perhaps as Qin Ci said, he was born with sensitivity to strength and precise control ability. The pressure he felt on his neck was just right. It didn’t take long for him to feel dizzy. Ke Xun leaned his body toward the side. The ground fell down.

Since entering the painting a few days ago, Ke Xun has never "sleeped" so full.

Until I felt someone calling myself, I opened my eyes in a daze.

"You succeeded." Zhu Haowen stood beside him, looking at him condescendingly, "However, my mobile phone has run out, and I can't call up the video you made last night."

Ke Xun lay on the ground and stretched his waist before sitting up. He raised his face and smiled at him and winked his eyes: "Brother Call, I will tell you the trick."

Zhu Haowen felt that this person was like a squat squatting in front of him. Suddenly he had the urge to lick his dog's head.

"You'd better solve it immediately." Mu Yiran's voice suddenly came coldly from the side, "Otherwise, it may be you who will be resolved."

Ke Xun felt that the boss might want to avenge his stunned by him last night, so he hurriedly got up and took the phone that Zhu Haowen had shut down because of lack of power, and took out the SD card from it: "I changed the storage path."

Zhu Haowen: "..." Why does this person always have a lot of... ideas that are actually normal but often unexpected to others.

Handed the SD card to Mu Yiran. Mu Yiran switched to his mobile phone and called up the mobile phone album. The first thing I saw was the photos in his mobile phone. Ke Xun and his two big faces occupied the entire cover of the folder. .

Mu Yiran: "..."

Zhu Haowen watching by the side: "..."

Ke Xun: "...Don't care about the details, just click on the video from last night and take a look."

When I clicked on the video, the camera shook for a while. It was the process of Ke Xun rushing to the desk with his mobile phone. Then the picture stabilized. A few seconds later, he heard a muffled sound not far away.

"I'm on the ground, dizzy." Ke Xun explained.

Then, the screen is always frozen in front of a dark background. On the desk and laboratory equipment under the weak light, the close-up shot of the lens is chaotic tiny dust. In the speakers, there are footsteps walking back and forth unhurriedly, accompanied by The chaotic and unclear voices, the slight noise of clothing rubbing, and the occasional sound of turning over paper documents are like the process of entering work when you just started working.

Suddenly, a gray human face appeared on the screen. His eyes were too close to the phone lights, and his eyes reflected bright light. A mouth was dry and gray, and opened stiffly, revealing a black hole-like mouth.

Ke Xun and Zhu Haowen were caught off guard, and subconsciously leaned back. Mu Yiran, who had been holding the phone, was calm as usual, and reached out to pause.

After carefully looking at this face, I brought up the photocopy of the half of the face taken by Ke Xun yesterday and made a comparison, and found that there was no similarity, so I continued to play the video.

The face flashed to the side after only a few seconds in front of the camera, and the picture returned to the original static scene. After a few minutes, six or seven gray figures appeared in the field of vision of the dusty dancing.

They kept wandering around their desks and experimental equipment, but they never made any substantial actions. It seemed that the lack of a test product made them do nothing, and they could only wander aimlessly around the laboratory.

Mu Yiran kept tapping the screen to pause the picture, carefully observed the faces of these wandering figures, and compared the photocopied photo. However, the effect was not ideal. Because the light was too dark, it would be ugly unless it was close to the lens. clear.

As important episodes were being played over and over again, I heard Wei Dong call the door in the test room: "Ke Er! Ke Er! How are you? Open the door! Open the door!"

Ke Xun went over and opened the door. Weidong was relieved when he saw that he was still "alive", and then he sighed again: "Even if you are lucky enough to not die, you will suffer a lot of fear and fear every day-hey, what are you doing?"

Ke Xun grabbed Wei Dong's neck and carried him in the door, and threw him into Mu Yiran's side: "Yiran, let Dongzi take a look, their art artist is venomous."

Wei Dong was not sure, so he saw Mu Yiran stretched the screen of his phone to his eyes. There was a big gray face on the screen. A pair of black eyes almost occupied the entire eye sockets, staring at the camera deadly and coldly.

"—Fuck!" Wei Dong jumped backwards unexpectedly, clutching his heart and looking at the expressionless Mu Yiran, "...Big brother, you will greet me in advance. Don't bring such naughty... …"

"Look to see if there is a face similar to the one in the photo." The chief animal husbandry didn't want to be naughty with him, said lightly.

Weidong tremblingly took the phone, and spent a long time working on his mentality before he dared to take a look.

The other three people in the room didn't bother him aloud, but stood beside him and waited.

Wei Dong watched very carefully. Although he was still crippled in his heart at first, he became immune after seeing it for a long time. His professional habit as an artist slowly emerged and his expression became more focused.

After observing the picture for a long time, Wei Dong suddenly raised his head: "It's this person! The picture of the half face in the Maokeng belongs to him!"

Ke Xunmu Yiran and Zhu Haowen walked around and looked at the phone. They saw that the face on the screen was still blurred, and it was difficult to tell whether they were really the same person as the half of the photo.

Zhu Haowen looked at Weidong cautiously: "Are you sure it is this person?"

"Yes, yes, trust me!" Wei Dong gestured with his hand on the face on the screen with great certainty, "This person's face and ears are at least 95% of the person in the photo. The similarity of the above."

Ke Xun took the phone, clicked the play button, and the video continued. The face on the screen slowly slid past the camera. After a while, it appeared a little further away, swaying aimlessly. The desk at one end slowly dangled to the experimental equipment at the other end, and then stayed there.

"He is the No. 282 experiment." Ke Xun said suddenly.

Mu Yiran's eyes condensed when he heard the words, and he looked at the place where Ke Xun pointed his finger. That was the position of this person's chest. There were three digits on the gray shirt, but the number was too small and vague, like three tiny stars. Mosaic, it is difficult to identify the three numbers.

"How are you sure?" Zhu Haowen's voice sounded nearby.

"First," Ke Xun pointed to the three numbers that were as small as a few pixels. "The numbers on both ends are similar in shape. Second, the shape of the 8 in the middle is very familiar to me. I have a photo of the game. The number is 384. It’s a long-term photo, which was taken by a handicapped person in the team. It is very blurry. The shape of the 8 above is similar to this. However, the above is my subjective judgment. The most important point is, My instinct tells me that he is number 282."

Zhu Haowen: "..."

Wei Dong: "...your special intuition is the most subjective, okay."

Ke Xun's finger lightly wiped the face of the presumed test object No. 282 on the screen: "I think the look in his eyes standing next to these devices is different from that of other'people'."

Wei Dong stared at the screen vigorously: "...Dare to ask where do you see his eyes?"

"Believe it or not," Ke Xun raised his eyes, but looked at Mu Yiran, "I think so anyway."

Mu Yiran looked at him and nodded slightly.

"This number 282 seems to be the only person in the log record of the experiment who successfully underwent prefrontal lobectomy and survived normally," said Zhu Haowen. "He also went through the ET experiment with unknown content, but didn't know the result. ."

"The key to finding the signature may be on him." Mu Yiran's voice was a little dull, "I want to stay in the D laboratory tonight and stay awake."

When talking about the last four words, he stared coldly at Ke Xun.

Ke Xun hugged his two front paws together as a New Year greeting, and fired puppyeyes to Mu Yiran: "Big brother, I was wrong, please bring them tonight."

"We'd better click on the number of people who survived today," Zhu Haowen said quietly next to him, "If only six people survived, maybe D laboratory will be closed here, thus preventing us from being able to find a way to sign. ."

Wei Dong was startled and counted with his fingers: "Labor C requires at least four people, then one in Laboratory AB...We can't get the entrance card for Laboratory D! I'll see how Dr. Qin is! "

Speaking and ran out of D laboratory.

Ke Xun looked at Wei Dong’s back and shook his head, turned around and picked up his arms, and looked at Zhu Haowen: "Hao Wen'er, did I accidentally pinch you out last night? If you want to continue to enter tonight, In Laboratory D, there is a fairly simple way."

Zhu Haowen: "...what method?"

Ke Xun raised his eyebrows: "Let's not leave the underground experimental area for the whole day today. It's all right?"