"If we destroy these machines, what are the consequences?" Wei Dong said.
"It is estimated that there will be a backlash." Ke Xun said.
"Does photo editing count as sabotage?" Wei Dong worriedly pointed to the unrecognizable photo in Ke Xun's hands.
"It shouldn't be counted," Ke Xun said. "I haven't changed its properties. At best, I just put a layer of stuff on it, and it can be wiped off when I wipe it off. See."
"Okay," Wei Dong sighed, "I'm just worried about you, the other three labs have ways to deal with it, only this lab..."
"Listen to Dongzi, if I also become a vegetative person, don't hesitate to kill me directly, don't let me suffer alive." Ke Xun said.
Wei Dong listened to the sadness and nodded randomly.
Ke Xun didn't want to watch Wei Dong feel sorry for himself, got up and put the photo back where it was, then stood next to Mu Yiran and watched him check the documents in his hand.
Mu Yiran tilted his head and glanced at him: "You seem to have found something?"
Ke Xun repeated the analysis just now, and then asked him, "What do you think these photos taken from other places are used?"
Mu Yiran put down the document in his hand, lowered his eyes for a while, and said lightly: "If you don't speculate on the content of the experiment, if you just start from the photos themselves, how will you react when you see these photos?"
Ke Xun turned his head to look at him: "You really want me to tell?"
Mu Yiran didn't answer, didn't look at him, just lowered his eyelids.
"You can guess even if I don't say it," Ke Xun said, "but the problem is, I'm reacting like this, others are not. I'm talking about people with normal orientations, um... and maybe not including rotten girls."
Mu Yiran suddenly raised his eyes to look at him: "On the first night, the normal Cai Xiaoyan was unscathed; the second night, the normal Qin Ci was unscathed, but Zhang Hanrui, who was a rotten girl, became a test product."
Ke Xun's eyes flashed: "You mean that the experiments in this laboratory are aimed at homosexuals and rotten women?"
"Or you can interpret the rotten women as a group that approves or supports homosexuality," Mu Yiran added, "to further summarize, the experiment in this laboratory is aimed at groups with heretical tendencies in sexual orientation, and here the 'heresy' , refers to the category in the context of that era.”
"Then what if the people who entered the painting are all staunch heterosexuals? Isn't this laboratory equivalent to abolished?" Ke Xun said.
"Actually, isn't the B laboratory equivalent to abolished now?" Mu Yiran said, "The setting of 'painting' is never a dead end for us, and it is not necessarily that every difficulty is for those of us who are attracted to the painting. Tailor-made, if you are lucky, you may be able to pass the level without any damage. If you are unlucky, everyone may not even make it through the first day. Remember what I told you when you entered the first painting? ', there will also be bugs, what does this mean?"
"It means that 'painting' is not tailor-made for us, it is pre-set and does not change due to the attributes of the artist," Ke Xun replied, "so every difficulty is a death sentence for those of us. It's a game or a game, it's all about luck, of course, most of the difficulties are a game of nine deaths and one death."
Mu Yi nodded.
Ke Xun sighed, then smiled again: "Aren't we very unfortunate, why did you and I happen to be in this D laboratory by chance, it's just like 'painting'."
Mu Yiran's face stiffened slightly, and he picked up the document in his hand and looked at it again.
Ke Xun looked at him, leaned closer and whispered, "Yan Ran, is there anything you want to tell me?"
Mu Yiran didn't lift her eyelids, and said lightly, "What do you think I should say to you."
Ke Xun suddenly raised his hand to take the flashlight in Mu Yiran's hand, turned off the light, and the place where the two of them were suddenly plunged into hazy darkness.
Mu Yiran felt a sudden warmth in his ears, and Ke Xunnuan's high-quality voice was sent into the ear hole in a low voice: "If we have a frontal lobectomy tonight, maybe tomorrow morning, we will no longer recognize each other. Yi Ran, I think, life is too short, especially for those of us who are in the painting, there is no tomorrow, we should say whatever we want, do whatever we want, live as we want, and die without regrets. Of course, if you miss the good time when each other is still there, you will really regret it for the rest of your life."
Mu Yiran was silent in the dark, and Ke Xun waited patiently for him. After an unknown amount of time, when Ke Xun began to feel sorry for him, he sighed secretly, thinking that he should not embarrass him, and was about to open his mouth to find a topic. After diverting this matter, I heard Mu Yiran's voice sounded briefly and quietly: "Ke Xun."
"Yeah." Ke Xun was suddenly a little nervous. Just as he licked his dry lips, he felt Mu Ran's hand circled up from behind him, and then... landed on the back of his head.
... rubbed his messy hair like a dog's head, and said softly, "You talk too much, hurry up."
Ke Xun: "..."
Returning the flashlight to Mu Yiran, Ke Xun walked around and caught a glimpse of Wei Dong staring at his phone with a black screen with a depressed face: "The battery runs out... I have to bring a power bank next time I go to the painting. "
Ke Xun stretched his hand into his pocket, touched his cell phone, which was also out of power, suddenly remembered something, walked back to Mu Yiran, and said, "There is something I find very strange. Last night, I verbally unified the four of us. The act of loosening the wire head was gagged shortly after, and then we relied on the stopwatch on my mobile phone. The bright thing on the mobile phone screen was standing in front of us. You said those 'things' Why don't you just put it out like you gag my mouth? Just let the phone stay on until the electricity runs out. If I plug a power bank into my phone, wouldn't it be possible to use it in one breath? It's so obvious Cheater, why wasn't it banned?"
Mu Yiran looked up at him and nodded slightly: "This is a bit strange."
"Could it be that these 'things' can't see light?" Ke Xun said.
"It shouldn't be the reason," Mu Yiran gestured to the projector on the other desk with his chin, "If you can't see the light, you won't use this kind of equipment."
"Could it be that because the background of this painting is a long time ago, when mobile phones did not appear, so these 'things' don't recognize mobile phones?" Ke Xun said.
Mu Yiran thought for a while: "This may be one of the reasons, and I have another speculation about it."
Ke Xun: "Tell me about it."
Mu Yiran: "In this research institute, all the research projects are related to people, which is summed up in an inappropriate word, that is, people-oriented. Human-created, modified industrial products, technological products, etc. So can we infer that these 'things' are only sensitive to humans and not interested in non-human substances other than laboratory equipment?"
"If so," Ke Xun's eyes lit up, and Mu Yi stared at him intently, "I suddenly had an idea. Doctor Qin, come here!"
Qin Ci came over and said, "Have you found anything?"
Ke Xun took Qin Ci's shoulder, pulled him closer and lowered his voice: "Tonight you are going to be attacked by noise in laboratory A, Yi Ran and I just speculated that these things may not be sensitive to technology products, so I thought about it. Maybe something that will help you ward off the noise, but I just don't know if it will work or not."
He took out a pair of earphones from his pocket and put them into Qin Ci's hands: "My pair of earphones are very good at sound insulation. When you bring them, do you have any music in your phone?"
Qin Ci looked at him in admiration: "Xiao Ke, your brain is turning faster and faster. I have a few songs on my phone, all of which are soothing rhythm music."
"That's right," Ke Xun said, "I don't know if it can block the noise, but even if it can't, as long as there is music in the middle, it can buffer the harsh and monotonous sound. If those things are not sensitive to technology products, they should not stop you. Turn on the music. Do you have more battery on your phone?"
Qin Ci took out and glanced at it: "There are 70% left. If you only listen to music, the power consumption should not be too fast."
"It really doesn't work, let Deng Guang and the others use it." Ke Xun said.
Qin Ci nodded: "For safety's sake, I'd better prepare to go, and there is the little girl surnamed Li, she may need to prepare one more."
Qin Ci left to get his mobile phone, and Ke Xun looked at Mu Yiran again: "I have another idea. Since those things are not sensitive to technology products, let's take a picture with the mobile phone camera at night, maybe we can see something. Come, what do you say?"
Mu Yi nodded.
Ke Xun stretched out his hand in front of him: "Lend me the phone."
Mu Yiran took it out and unlocked it and handed it to him. Ke Xun pulled out the camera and first took a picture of the situation in the laboratory. Just as he saw on the first day, there were several gray figures in the room, with the whole face It is also dry and white, with dull eyes without any emotion, but with a mouth like a black hole, arms stretched out, fingers hooked, as if trying to break free, or trying to escape from something.
"Are you saying these 'people' are the victims of the failed experiments mentioned in the experiment log?" Ke Xun said.
"Yes." Mu Yiran said, "I compared the number on their clothes with the test item number mentioned in the log, some are correct, some are not in the log, but I think these people should all be Yes."
Ke Xun took a photo for a while, then suddenly said, "I'm going to the toilet." Then he strode out of the laboratory.
Mu Yiran put down the document in his hand, looked at the void somewhere in the dark and pondered, and suddenly heard Zhu Haowen's voice beside him: "Homosexuality was considered a mental illness in the past."
"That's why I was taken to remove the frontal lobe in an attempt to cure these 'mental patients'." Mu Yiran replied in a cold tone.
"Will the person who painted this picture be an anti-gay person?" Zhu Haowen said, "That's why the D laboratory was painted in the most detailed way to express the disgust for homosexuals in the heart."
"It may also be a homosexual." Mu Yiran said, "Using paintings to expose and criticize."
"But I think that the background of this painting was in that era, and it was impossible for homosexuals to dare to speak out for their peers. Only those who might be anti-gay would dare to paint like this." Zhu Haowen said.
"In any era, there is no shortage of fearless heresies." Mu Yiran looked at Ke Xun who was stepping into the door, and the corners of his lips moved slightly in the darkness.