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    After staying in a dark environment for a while, Feng Bujue's eyes had not yet fully adapted to the lights.

    But he didn¡¯t spend too long adjusting to the light.

    A few seconds later, he could see normally, and his eyes immediately turned to the corpse next to him.

    It was indeed a corpse wearing a straitjacket. The head and right foot of the corpse were missing. Consistent with Brother Jue's previous judgment, what flowed out of the wound was not blood, but an odorless substance.  , fluorescent green unknown liquid.

    "Weird" Feng Bujue looked at the corpse and then looked down at his hands. At this time, there was still some mucus left on his hands, "Doesn't this liquid shine in the dark?"

    He didn¡¯t dwell on this issue for too long, and walked towards the metal door not far away.

    Kaka

    There is no system prompt, but the clicking sound after turning the doorknob can still declare that the door is locked.

    "Humph, as expected." Feng Bujue muttered, then walked towards the mirror opposite.

    Soon, he came to the mirror, stretched out a finger toward the mirror, and pressed his fingertip vertically against the mirror.

    "One-way mirror?" Brother Jue looked at the reflection of his fingers in the mirror and thought to himself.

    At the moment, he is using a very simple "finger test" (put your fingertips against the surface of the mirror. If there is a certain distance between the reflected finger and your fingertip, it means it is an ordinary mirror; if the reflected finger is far from your fingertip, it is an ordinary mirror.  If your fingertips are pressed closely, it means that this is a one-way mirror and there is a piece of glass behind the mirror that can be seen through), although this method is not 100% effective (the reflective layer is sandwiched between two pieces of glass, and it is difficult to detect with the finger method)  , but at this moment, he did succeed.

    Of course, even if the finger test method fails to detect it, Brother Jue is 90% sure that the large mirror in front of him is a one-way lens.

    Because from a functional point of view, this room is either an "interrogation room" or an "experimental container".  If it is used as a prison cell, there is a problem. Even if there is no bed in the cell, there should be a toilet.  Otherwise, this cell will turn itself into a large toilet without sewers in a few days.

    So since it is an interrogation room or experimental container, monitoring is definitely indispensable.

    In the 1940s, although the technology to shoot video already existed, it was still thirty years before the invention of surveillance cameras.  therefore.  The surveillance methods used back then were basically based on people watching.

    ¡°If it¡¯s a place like a prison, just send guards to watch through the iron bars or windows.  In this kind of secret underground experimental base, most observations and recordings are made through one-way glass.

    "I always feel that there is a gaze staring at me from behind this mirror." Feng Bujue thought to himself, "But it is just pure intuition and there is no basis for making a conclusion." He stared at the mirror for a few seconds.  Then I thought, "Well, regardless of whether it is there or not, in short, it is impossible to break this mirror with bare hands without the help of tools. After all, this is a military-grade facility. There is bulletproof glass behind this one-way mirror."  It¡¯s also very reasonable.¡±

    Thinking of this, he prepared to go and see the corpse.

    Unexpectedly

    Furfur

    At that moment, there was a sound of cloth rubbing against the ground.

    Through the reflection of the mirror, Feng Bujue saw the "corpse" on the ground that had lost its head and right foot.  It suddenly started to squirm.

    "What do you mean?" Seeing this, Brother Jue immediately turned around and stared at the corpse warily.

    "Without a head, there is no brain. To make a body without a brain move, it must have power." In one breath, he had already come up with three hypotheses: one, an engineering remote control device; two, microorganisms or chemistry.  Weapons; three, supernatural reasons.

    Furfur

    A few seconds passed, and the corpse moved even more violently.  But its movements seemed to have no rules, and it just flopped around randomly like a fish fished out of the river.

    "Speaking of which, why didn't he move at all when I touched him just now?" Feng Bujue took a few steps away from the body while he was thinking, "The difference between just now and now is" he thought.  He instinctively glanced at the light on the ceiling, "Light?" He whispered to himself, "Then what's the principle?"

    In an instant, a thought flashed through Brother Jue's mind, and the next second, he lowered his head and looked at his hands.

    "The color of the mucus remaining on the original hand was actually brighter than before. Brother Jue immediately had an idea.

    In order to verify his speculation, Feng Bujue immediately did something that ordinary people are unlikely to do.

    He walked away quicklyBeside him, he raised his hand and turned off the light again.

    This time, the room did not turn completely dark because the fluorescent mucus gave off a little light in the darkness.

    However, these lights began to weaken almost as soon as they appeared, dimming at a rate that was discernible to the human eye. After about seven or eight seconds, the mucus on Feng Bujue's hands completely stopped shining, and the corpse's neck and ankles  The liquid flowing there only lasted for more than twenty seconds.

    When the fluorescence on the liquid disappeared completely, the corpse stopped moving again, at least judging from the sound, it was motionless.

    "Whether it's when the lights are turned on or after the lights are turned off, my hands don't feel any strange." Feng Bujue said calmly in the darkness, "It means that this kind of liquid cannot have any effect outside the body and must enter the human body.  The circulatory system will do the trick." He thought as he walked towards the corpse. "As for this guy, his whole body should be filled with this liquid."

    Not long after, Feng Bujue knelt down and used his hands to confirm the wounds on the corpse again.

    ¡°Oh Bonesaw¡±

    When he groped in the dark for the first time, he wasn't sure yet; after looking at it a few times under the light just now, and now feeling it again, things became clear.

    "And the wound gave the impression that there was no sign of struggle when sawing." After confirming these, Feng Bujue turned the body over and went to untie the straps at the back of the straitjacket.

    Seeing this, if you think that Feng Bujue untied the corpse out of humanitarianism, then you must be a very innocent and kind person.

    If you think Feng Bujue wants to take off the clothes of the corpse and do something dirty to the headless male corpse, then I suggest you see a psychiatrist or go to the police station early to commit suicide.

    In fact, Brother Jue just wanted to remove the metal lock on the strap.

    After unlocking the lock, Feng Bujue stood up, turned around, and walked towards the metal door without stopping.

    Because the lights were turned on just now.  So this room is "no longer dark" for Brother Jue.  The image of the entire room was burned into his mind.  With his trained sense of distance accurate to centimeters and control of his strides, Feng Bujue can move around the room freely even with his eyes closed.

    "Okay, if nothing else, they were using marble locks in the 1940s." Feng Bujue broke out the iron pin on the strap lock.  Inserted into the keyhole of the metal door, "Traditional things are not easy to use."

    His words are undoubtedly based on experience. According to Feng Bujue¡¯s rich experience in sliding doors and picking locks (don¡¯t ask me where that experience comes from), the more old-fashioned the lock, the more it tests the basic skills of unlocking.  The "security door" of the early 21st century.  On the contrary, the best type of locks to open are those made before the 1990s. Some of them cannot be opened with professional tools and can only be opened by smashing.

    Click

    To make a long story short, after working in front of the door for nearly five minutes, the sound of the lock cylinder finally sounded.

    Feng Bujue breathed a sigh of relief, put the metal lock into his pocket, then stood up and opened the door.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The sound of the door opening sounded familiar, very similar to the sound at the beginning of the opening sequence.

    Perhaps, all the metal doors in this base will make such a noise when they are opened.  Or maybe this was the last door Andre opened before his death.

    But no matter what, this sound is a psychological suggestion that can increase the fright value.

    "The lighting in the corridor is still normal." Two seconds later, Feng Bujue stared with dead eyes and a listless expression and walked out of the room.

    He naturally understood the meaning of the sound of opening the door being designed like this, but it was a pity that he couldn't be afraid.

    "This shouldn't be the same place as the corridor in the opening scene, right?" Because the metal door had inevitably made a noise, Feng Bujue could no longer remain silent. He murmured in a low voice, "The color and part of the wall  Every detail is different.¡±

    The "difference" he talks about may be ignored by ordinary people.  But he remembered it clearly.

    Similar examples have been cited in the previous article. This is a problem of the personal brain filtering mechanism.  We "normal people" are actually almost blind most of the time; let's just talk about me. There is a desk lamp next to my computer and a lampshade on the desk lamp. The distance between this thing and me is only thirty or forty centimeters.  It will be in my sight most of the day, but if you ask me how many wrinkles there are on the lampshade, I can't tell you.

    You can also try, for example, how many sockets are there in the room you live in, what words are printed on the pen holder you use every day, and what is the first book on the top of your right hand side at the moment??Can you answer it at a glance?

    Feng Bujue knew these details very clearly, and.  After years of training, he no longer needs to do it deliberately to complete this kind of observation and memory assignment.

    "Is there no fork in the road?" After watching for a few seconds, Brother Jue found that the room he was in was at the end of a corridor, and the door of the room was facing the corridor. "In other words, I can only go in this direction, and this  "The direction" he glanced at the room behind him again, "is away from the room behind the mirror."

    After thinking for a few seconds, he closed the metal door behind him until there was only a slight gap, and then continued walking along the corridor.

    "Oh, sure enough." Before taking a few steps, Feng Bujue noticed a few scattered drops of fluorescent liquid scattered on the ground in front of him, "Let me see where you took your heads and feet."

    According to Brother Jue¡¯s speculation, the head and feet of the corpse were undoubtedly sawed off and taken away, and there must have been more than one person who did this.  If one person cuts the saw halfway, the corpse will move violently as the fluorescent liquid in the body flows out and reacts with the light. In that case, even if the person can finish sawing, the wounds on the corpse will be messy.

    Therefore, several people have to do this work together, sawing the head and feet at the same time. After sawing both sides, turn off the lights immediately and leave.

    When the group of people came to the corridor with their heads and feet, since there were lights in the corridor, the two sawed parts would definitely react, which would very likely result in fluorescent liquid being spilled and dripping on the ground.  .

    ¡°If you work as a cleaner here, the salary must be very high.¡± Feng Bujue walked along the fluorescent liquid, and after walking around a corner, he saw another metal door.  However, the dripping fluorescent liquid did not stop in front of the door, which showed that the head and feet were not brought into this room.

    Feng Bujue walked to the door, and with the mentality of giving it a try, he reached out and turned the doorknob. It was locked.

    Since he couldn¡¯t open it, he was relieved and decided to move forward first.

    After walking for another twenty meters and turning another corner, a third room appeared, and the traces of fluorescent liquid disappeared at the door of the room.

    The door of this room is not made of metal, but a movable door composed of two white door panels, the kind commonly used in hospital emergency rooms.

    Feng Bujue knew at a glance that he had come to the right place.

    He tiptoed over and stood at the door, holding his breath and listening for a while, but didn't hear any movement.

    So, he gently pushed the door open

    Just a crack in the door is enough for the strong smell of disinfectant to escape from the room.

    Feng Bujue didn¡¯t pay much attention to the smell. He smoothly pushed the door open about half a meter, then took a peek inside.

    The lights in this third room were already on. Brother Jue glanced around and saw several yellowed walls, a pile of medical equipment, a pile of experimental equipment of unknown purpose, and a room surrounded by hanging curtains.  The area that seemed to be housing hospital beds was covered with fluorescent liquid.

    "Very good." Feng Bujue was very relieved when he saw that there was no living person in sight. He ducked in and said, "Get a set of surgical tools. It can do all kinds of murder, first aid, and carpentry work." He said in his heart.  As he said this, he approached the trolley piled with surgical tools next to the hospital bed.

    Just when he came to the cart and was about to pick a few items for self-defense, suddenly!

    "Well"

    A creepy low groan came from the corridor outside the door (To be continued.)
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