As soon as the words fell, the scene in his memory suddenly began to distort. The entire hospital also shook slightly.
Bai Wu guessed that maybe the poor little thing was having some mood swings
He wasn't worried about one word breaking his defense, because the pain that Eduo had experienced was much more terrifying than words could express.
"Why did you choose a comb?"
Unlike the mixture of many voices heard before, after coming back to her memory and seeing the poor little thing in a red dress, her voice was always that of a young girl.
"It's just a hunch. The key might be the key to the cage where you are locked up. The files record the cruel things the people in the hospital did to you. They all bring back bad memories."
Bai Wu told a lie.
Of course he knew that the key had nothing to do with the cage. The key was most likely a prop needed for the fourth building.
But right now you don't need to show how smart you are, but to show your opinion on evil.
"Of course, it's not all a process of elimination. A comb is not a torture device, and its material can't hurt you. The needles on the floor, the cameras on the wall, the sturdy cage and chains, the comb seems out of place here. In comparison... its existence is too gentle. Maybe it doesn't exist in that room."
When Lin Wu Rou urged Bai Wu to leave the house, Bai Wu's original intention was to choose the props that would allow him to obtain the sequence.
The prop was most likely the key, and Bai Wu originally planned to take the key away.
He did not question the contents of the notes, the favorability of evil, talent sequence, and hatred, among which the talent sequence should be the most useful to him.
Just at the moment of making a choice, Bai Wu suddenly realized that the best result might not be the safest one due to his gaming intuition and caution over the years...
There are some things that you may have but may not be able to enjoy.
The note did not mention that his life would be in danger, but if he did not gain the favor of the big boss, his teammates might also be in danger.
Bai Wu finally chose the comb.
He recalled the contents of the notes in the underground passage: things that cannot be seen cannot be analyzed, and things that do not exist naturally cannot be analyzed either.
This comb... maybe it's just a bunch of materialized resentment.
"Perhaps when you were very young, there was someone you loved the most. She combed your hair gently, spoke to you softly, treated you carefully, and loved you dearly. When people encounter things that are inevitable and cannot be resisted, they will recall the beautiful things in their memories."
The world in memory was distorted again, and the poor little thing was obviously affected by these words.
"So I'm thinking, maybe this symbolizes an obsession of yours. I don't know what you've been through, but I can feel from your previous medical records that it must have been inhuman torture."
"You must have been very desperate at that time... You missed the person who combed your hair, but she didn't show up, and there was no such person in this hospital. There were only monsters here, and humans who were more cruel than monsters..."
Bai Wu is not sure if he can keep talking all the way to the end...
But since Elijah is rational and used it to suppress his desire to attack, perhaps the poor little guy is also rational.
"you are lying… "
It was the same sentence, but the tone had obviously changed.
White mist expressionless:
"Are you lying? You think I just want to survive, and I'm afraid of you by instinct. Everything I just said was made up, right? Humans' attitude towards evil cannot be the same as mine."
The poor little thing was a little surprised. It was as if this human knew what he was thinking.
The world in memory gradually stabilized.
White Mist continues the strategy:
"I'm not afraid of you, nor do I hate you. The reason I came here is not to kill you, but just to investigate the truth of some events that happened in the past. You can feel that I have no fear."
He had never witnessed the tragic war between humans and evil for seven hundred years, nor had he accepted the concept of evil being unforgivable that people at the bottom of society had been indoctrinated with since childhood... Bai Wu came from another time and space, so at least he was sincere in one respect -
He does not hate evil. On the contrary, he has a strong interest in evil.
"My name is Bai Wu. You may not know that we humans live in the tower. It is difficult for us to survive outside the tower. Not long ago, I was thrown out of the tower. The temperature there once reached 70 degrees... I almost died; maybe if I died, I would be like you."
Of course it won’t be the same.
Bai Wu was very clear that he was outside the tower and it was not that he was almost dead.
Even if he died, he had no negative emotions and would most likely turn into some evil barbecue.
But this passage is still necessary.
This is a technique often used in communication and persuasion. First, make it clear that you understand the other person's situation, and then show that you have had similar experiences. It would be best if the encounters were caused by the same enemy.
Sure enough, there was a little sensible creature, and it slowly approached the white fog.
Bai Wu couldn't move, so he kept trying to get the poor little thing into his sight.
Now he saw what the other person looked like.
She was probably a girl of fifteen or sixteen, with long hair and a red dress wrapped around her petite body. Her face was not very pretty, but she gave people the feeling of a girl next door.
But on his neck, there was a curse mark similar to Elijah's.
The moment he looked at the curse pattern, Bai Wu suddenly had another doubt...
"If you think I'm the same as the others and want to kill me, I can't resist, but at least let me die with a clear mind. Can I ask you some questions?"
"My name is Hong Yin." The poor little thing said her name.
She was starting to trust me... at least not kill me right away.
"What's the matter with the curse mark on your neck? I saw someone with the same curse mark in the second building."
Hong Yin looked at Bai Wu curiously. Her eyes were much more lively than Elijah's, which even gave Bai Wu an illusion—
Is it true that the distortion of evil is actually the transformation of man into monster, and finally returning to the original state, and the monster becoming man again
The higher the level of evil, the more human-like it is
But Bai Wu soon realized how wrong his idea was.
"You want to know why I didn't kill him? And what happened to the others."
He was naturally referring to Elijah, and the others included the doctor and the experimental subjects.
Bai Wu blinked.
There are too many mysteries in this hospital. So far, he has found four of them.
But there is no answer yet.
"You will be afraid of me. I will prove that everything you said is false and you are lying to me. You are not afraid of me only because you have not seen the real me!"
Hong Yin looked at Bai Wu viciously, but the face of that girl next door could not express enough resentment.
Bai Wu also knew that the real highlight must be Hong Yin’s own memory.
In fact, in those medical records, those evil people who were classified as A, B, C, and D, and who didn't even have names, all had very painful experiences.
It's not just the physical pain brought by the serum and the pain of physical mutations, but also the mental despair.
It’s just that the white fog can’t empathize or feel the same way.
If it were someone else, he might have gone crazy.
"Then let's verify it. If you are right, then my death is not a pity, right?"
Doubt flashed across Hong Yin's eyes again, and a few seconds later, the scene in E Duo's memory changed again.
The bright light was so blinding that Bai Wu instinctively closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the room on the eleventh floor of the first building.
Cages, chains, syringes, and monitors.
These cold things all exude a red scent, and the things on the table have changed.
The file keys and comb were gone, only a medical record.
This made Bai Wu feel a little regretful.
Coming back here again is not a reload. The plots related to the other two things are indeed no longer available.
Files and medical records are not the same thing. But it was still a gain.
Among the four puzzles, the part about the poor little thing may contain the puzzle.
Picking up the medical record, Bai Wu opened it without hesitation.
From this moment on, he heard countless wails in his ears.
(There will be more in the evening, but I have a dinner party tonight, so the second update will be later.)