Before pushing open the bathroom door, Bai Chunian turned his head and noticed the square hanging mirror above the sink.
He stepped back, supported the edge of the pool with both hands, and looked at the mirror carefully. When he first woke up in the bathroom, the mirror had been turned into a monitoring screen. He didn't know how to trigger the monitoring monitor. Bai Chunian touched the edge of the mirror to see if there was a button that could be pressed manually. I didn't find any mechanism in a circle.
He straightened up, put his pockets in front of the mirror and stood in a daze for a while, staring at himself in the mirror.
He gently raised his right hand, and himself in the mirror raised his left hand.
He raised his left hand again, but the self in the mirror still raised his left hand.
Bai Chunian froze for a moment, the white lion alpha in the mirror suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and said with a frivolous smile, "You are about to die." He made a middle finger with his raised left hand.
"Ah!" The horrifying image made Bai Chunian unable to hold back his fist suddenly, the mirror shattered into cracks like spider webs, and the broken glass left a mottled wound on the bone of Bai Chunian's left fist, with blood flowing down the fingers. Fingertip flow.
"..." Bai Chunian patted his forehead helplessly, he couldn't even determine whether it was a hallucination or a real surveillance just now, a slight fear and a strong killing intent spread in his heart.
Is the image of the demon just now, then it is a fake self. He should now be in a room on a different floor from his own. Bai Chunian picked up a large fragment of the mirror and held it tightly in his palm.
The uncertainty of Lan Bo's life and death made Bai Chunian feel uneasy from the bottom of his heart. Although he seemed to keep calm all the time, being trapped in such an endless narrow room, the sense of despair actually ate away at the calm person bit by bit. sanity.
Bai Chunian hated that face in the mirror, and wanted to kill him right now.
He suddenly became sober again, and held up the shards of the mirror in his hand, and his own shadow was reflected in the shards.
"Does the reflection body know that I am a reflection body? I have always wanted to kill them." Bai Chunian stared at his blood-stained palm prints, "Am I the reflection body?"
He touched the suppressor that was infused with blue potion on the back of the neck. There was a bulge on the suppressor that could be unlocked with a chip. If the suppressor was dragged forcibly, it would start the self-destruct program and inject the venom into the experimental body. within the gland.
A beautiful melody that cannot be heard hummed gently in the communicator next to the ear, like sea anemones slowly blooming, birds whispering in the clouds, and whales singing along with shell wind chimes.
Rimbaud was lying in the sink of the dining bar, and the water flowed down the faucet onto his head. He was humming leisurely, holding up the note that Bai Chunian had left for him and looking at it.
"Rimbaud, I heard him sing before, so I confessed my empathetic brain all the way, the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable he was, he was a terrifying siren, Satan sent him to confuse me, I Must be an ugly goblin knowing what he really is. But he doesn't sing as well as you, really."
The tune around his ears made Bai Chunian's absent-minded eyes gradually clear up, and his congested brain woke up.
Rimbaud was interrupted by the muffled sound of a weak metal impact, and Rimbaud's moaning stopped abruptly. He looked at the roof, then looked around, and asked Bai Chunian, "Did you hear any sound?"
"You said your song?" Bai Chunian woke up completely and rubbed his temples.
"No, the sound of a 7.62mm sniper round hitting steel."
"I didn't hear it. Is it near you?"
"Very far, at least outside the house."
"Forget it, don't worry about it. I'm in a mess now, and I don't understand what's going on. What if we can't get out?"
"I don't care. The house will always age and collapse one day. After tens of thousands of years, I will still be there."
"For so long, you are not lonely? Ah no, it doesn't matter if you are here or not, then I am not here."
"Soon. But lonely." Rimbaud asked. "How long will you live?"
"Decades? I don't know, but it should be at most a hundred years. Hey, I haven't thought about it."
"Such a short day, it will pass after a little sleep." Rimbaud thought about the topic of longevity for the first time, he stacked the notes Xiaobai left for him, put them on his lips and kissed, "Okay risk."
"Let's go on. When I see my wife, I will ask him to forgive you."
"I don't need it," said Rimbaud. "But I will forgive you, too."
Bai Chunian already understood the rules of the password, as long as he pressed the reverse number according to the password button of the forward room, the speed of opening the door became very fast. He easily opened the door of the bathroom, and the next room was the infirmary.
There was a dead body lying on the ground.
Bai Chunian seemed to have thought of something suddenly. He didn't think it was dirty, so he squatted down to search the corpse in the uniform of a researcher.
The corpse was lying on the side of the cupboard, with its hands stiffly resting on the edge of the drawer under the cupboard. As Rimbaud had previously described, the corpse was wearing plastic slippers, no socks, and a small wound on the big toe of the right foot.
Bai Chunian lowered his body to observe, and found that the bottom of the plastic slippers worn by the corpse had a few small pieces of broken glass, and the glass was almost black.
Searching all over the body, there is only this wound on the toe, which is not fatal.
Bai Chunian turned the body over. The researcher was slightly fat, about 1.7 meters tall, with a large mole on his right cheek, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and had a generous appearance. But his earlobe was cherry red, and his skin had some red spots.
He leaned close to the mouth and nose of the corpse and sniffed, there was a very faint smell of bitter almonds. It is almost certain that he died of cyanide poisoning.
Bai Chunian rummaged in his pocket, and found an ID card with a card holder from it. He is an Irishman who works for Research Institute 109. Judging by the number, he doesn't seem to be working alone in a certain department. There are at least a dozen other colleagues working in this department.
"Brother, help me." He took the Irishman's ID card, then helped the corpse up, supported him on his shoulders, moved towards the fingerprint lock step by step, grabbed the Irishman's left index finger and pressed it on the Fingerprint lock.
The fingerprint lock lights up red. mistake.
I have already missed it twice, Bai Chunian thought to himself, there are still two chances, so he chose his right index finger to press on the scanning disk.
Still wrong.
With only one last chance left to try, Bai Chunian moved his Adam's apple slightly, hesitated for a moment, and pressed the researcher's left thumb on it.
mistake.
"... Fuck. I'm so unlucky." Normal people are only used to record passwords with these four fingers, and the right thumb has never tried it, but Bai Chunian has no chance of trial and error, make another mistake, hold back The device is about to start the self-destruct procedure.
Bai Chunian held the researcher's right thumb, hovered over the scanning disk, lingered for more than ten seconds, and finally put it down.
No need, gambling hurts.
Bai Chunian put the body back in place, took his magnetic card, and walked towards the next room.
He went back to the cabinet in the infirmary, opened the drawer, and found several boxes of commonly used medicines from it.
The instructions on the pill box are all in English, but it can be seen that the letters are reversed, and all the letters are reversed. Bai Chunian looked back at the calendar beside the flower stand, the number on the calendar was 81.
He remembered that when he passed the infirmary, the number on the calendar was the 18th. No wonder Rimbaud answered "No. 81", he really didn't lie.
While entering the password, Bai Chunian asked, "Have you gone to the bathroom over there?"
Rimbaud: "Yes."
"How about the mirror in the bathroom."
"It's okay, it looks like a normal mirror."
"Hmph..." Bai Chunian confirmed that he entered a different bathroom from his own, quickened his pace, and entered the next room.
The door was easily pushed open, and Bai Chunian searched around. He did put two dumbbells behind the door before, but now the two dumbbells have returned to their original positions on the dumbbell rack.
A little bit of blood on the ground also disappeared.
"It's a twist. The fitness room is a turning point." Bai Chunian suddenly realized that all the signs confirmed his guess about the room.
"Now it seems that we are just trapped in five rooms. The bathroom is the first, the second infirmary, the third gym, the fourth dormitory, and the fifth dining room. Each of the five rooms has a mirror-symmetrical room. See It’s two floors up, it’s actually more like two rows of houses glued together at the bottom, and we’re standing foot to foot.”
"If I'm on the upper floor and you're on the lower floor at the beginning, we'll go through the gym and I'll be on the lower floor and you'll be on the upper floor. Every time we go through the gym it's going to be reversed, the upper rooms are all positive and the lower rooms are mirror images of."
Rimbaud: "Oh."
"So what I just passed were two mirrored rooms. The fitness room I'm in at this time is a mirrored fitness room. The next room should be the dormitory facing forward."
Rimbaud: "Oh..."
"I already fully understand what's going on." Bai Chunian traced the calendar with 81 written on his fingertips, "This is not an apartment building, but a free activity area for a laboratory. The off-duty researchers eat here, Rest. The wallpaper on the wall is not ordinary wallpaper either, the principle is similar to the methyl orange-mercuric chloride test paper, which is very sensitive and used to prevent the things they are producing or the raw materials from leaking into the living area."
"Doctor Han said that this thing contains hydrogen cyanide." Bai Chunian touched the suppressor on the back of his neck, and the blue liquid in the suppressor shook slightly. The medicine of the experimental subject."
"Do you still remember the restaurant with the pink wallpaper you passed by? The broken wine bottle should contain this kind of medicine. I don't know what method they used to make the medicine evaporate in a short time without leaving any traces, but the wallpaper changed. Turning pink is the proof that the medicine has been dispersed into the air." Bai Chunian knew that neither Rimbaud nor Rimbaud No. 2 could understand, so he could only talk to himself.
boom!
There seemed to be a muffled sound coming from the corner of the room. Bai Chunian pricked up his ears to listen, but the sound did not reappear. However, for those who used all kinds of firearms as their daily routine, they could indeed tell that it was a bullet hitting the ground. There was a sound from the steel, but the sound was weak because the steel was too thick, but it was unmistakable.
"I heard that voice too." Bai Chunian became vigilant and hurried to the next room.
As expected, this room is indeed a dormitory.
There are a few blood-stained footprints on the ground, from the combination lock to the fingerprint lock.
Looks like it was left by the researcher who died in the infirmary.
Bai Chunian carefully scanned every corner of the room to check for any missing details, and inadvertently saw the power button under the desk in the corner was on.
"Well, this one seems to work." Bai Chunian walked over quickly, turned on the screen, took the mouse from the right, and clicked twice on the lock screen.
A password is required.
Bai Chunian took out the magnetic identity card he took from the researcher's pocket, and swiped it on the card reader under the display screen.
The lock screen is successfully opened.
Bai Chunian pulled the computer chair over and sat down. This computer was obviously a public computer, it could only be used to receive messages temporarily, and it was not equipped with a keyboard, similar to the one in the library.
Researching equipment and planning operations Bai Chunian is an expert, but unfortunately he is not particularly good at computers. It would be great if Duan Yang was there, and it would be great if the little crawler was there.
When he was about to give up, the desktop of the computer showed that he had received an email, signed by the sender: love launch biubiubiu.
"Hey." Bai Chunian clicked on it without thinking, since it wasn't a virus in his own computer anyway, so he didn't feel bad.
After clicking on it, the printer placed under the desk made a beeping startup sound, and then began to spit out A4 papers one by one.
Bai Chunian bent over to pile up the papers one by one, and sat on the computer chair to read them.
These are actually two documents. The cover of the first one reads "Detailed Analysis of IN Infection Agents", which is actually in Chinese.
Bai Chunian flipped through it, and roughly summed up some characteristics of the In infection potion.
"It means that this blue potion contains hydrogen cyanide and cyanovirus. The key point is cyanovirus. The experimental subject can only be infected by injection. It will die within ten minutes after infection, but humans will die if they inhale too much. This is a highly volatile poison that evaporates quickly the moment it leaves the container, and disappears on its own after three minutes, making it extremely difficult to obtain evidence."
Rimbaud suddenly responded, "Is it just an infection?"
"Yeah, there's nothing radioactive in there."
The cover of the second document reads "K034 decided to destroy the experimental subject's data in April", this time it is in English.
Bai Chunian read them one by one, and there were a total of more than one hundred profiles of the experimental subjects, and the small characters of Xiami made people's eyes hurt. He quickly browsed through it, and Bai Chunian was surprised by the variety of experimental subjects.
Experiment 516 Pink Page can produce 10,000 buns stuffed with shepherd's purse at a time, and the trigger condition is to eat 20,000 buns stuffed with shepherd's purse; Experiment 707 Xiao Feijiu makes a specific target feel compassion for all things, and instantly becomes a Buddha and saves all beings , the experimental body 248 lazy caterpillar, which reduces the target's work efficiency by 90%, but it is too lazy to use the ability.
and so on.
"Ah... I can understand it..." Bai Chunian continued to read the following content.
The last page is the information of the experimental subject Satan.
"Huh? Familiar."
Special Operations Weapon No. 535: Satan
Status: mature omega
Appearance: firstborn with double horns
Cultivation direction: "Inner demon image", to create an image body with the same shape as the target, and completely inherit the memory of the body. The image body will kill the body and the lovers and relatives of the body, replace the body, and eliminate the fetters.
Breeding result: failed
Seeing this, Bai Chunian's expression froze. There is a note on the back.
Remarks: After research, the experimental body Satan cannot realize the image of the inner demon, but has developed a new ability, the J1 differentiation ability "Mobius Torque", which can arbitrarily select a closed space for twisting, making it a turning point, and passing through the twisting point The target of will enter the relatively negative space from the relatively positive space.
M2 differentiation ability "future deduction": accurately calculate and substantially demonstrate the development of things in a specific space. External interference will affect the deduction process.
His ability to differentiate is so strong that our existing technical means cannot control it, and continuing to grow may cause irreparable losses, so it is destroyed.
Signed: Eileen.
Bai Chunian remembered that not long ago, the warden of the international prison resigned, and even the previous assurances of the 109 Research Institute began to be unconvincing. All specified experimental subjects were destroyed.
It seems that the 109 Research Institute wanted to destroy this batch of experimental bodies as planned this time, but it didn't expect the car to overturn. Not only was it set aside by Satan, but it also lost many researchers.
They made such a big circle to arrest him and Rimbaud just to deal with Satan.
If they successfully kill Satan, the destruction task of the 109 Research Institute is completed, and the search results are qualified, and everyone is happy. If they are permanently imprisoned by Satan in this circular room, the 109 Research Institute will also destroy the two powerful boosters of the IOA.
But why didn't Eileen kill them directly with the infection potion
"..." Bai Chunian digested it for a while.
Until Rimbaud asked him: "Little devil, are you still alive?"
"Uh, I'm alive." Bai Chunian didn't have a shredder at hand, and it was hard to carry such a thick stack of documents with him, so he clipped a carbon pen to the first few pages of the documents, and casually pressed the documents under the pillow of the dormitory bed, Masquerading as material the researcher himself has read. The mail on the computer has been automatically destroyed. With the destruction of the mail, the computer blue screened for a while and then automatically shut down.
"I'm in the gym," said Rimbaud.
Bai Chunian stood up and looked towards the gym where he came.
A dumbbell was stuck tightly between the door and the door frame, which was stuck there by Bai Chunian.
He found that the condition for Rimbaud's door to be opened was not that his own door was locked, but that the infrared detector in the center of the room recognized him.
Bai Chunian forcefully opened the door that he had blocked with a dumbbell, and tried his best to squeeze through the crack.
The fitness room was empty.
"Ran Bo, I have something to explain to you, but you listen to me first, I already know how to get out, you do as I say..." Bai Chunian pressed the communicator in his ear, and said to the other Said Rimbaud in a gym.
"No need."
Rimbaud was standing in the fitness room, his hand resting lightly on the restrainer on the back of his neck.
"If it's just an infection," Rimbaud said with his slender right hand showing blue veins, he dug into the joint between the suppressor and the neck bone, and pulled it violently.
The suppressor issued a sharp alarm sound, and instantly injected the blue In infection agent stored inside into Rimbaud's glands, and the blood vessels connecting the glands quickly turned blue and black, and quickly spread along the blood vessels to the whole body.
The onset of the infection agent was extremely painful. Rimbaud gritted his teeth and let out a low growl, tearing the suppressor off the neck bone, and the torn flesh was still attached to the lock hook.
As the fish tail was recharged with electricity, the rapidly spreading venom in the blood vessels gradually stagnated, as if it had condensed, and then the black and blue slowly fell back.
The blood in Rimbaud's body flowed with lightning, purifying the pollution and uncleanness that entered the body, and the wound on the back of his neck healed again. In a short dozen seconds, his blond hair glowed, his scales returned to whiteness, and his whole body exuded a faint soft light.
He jumped up, fell high, and punched heavily on the ground with a punch full of strength. The electric light exploded at the place where his fist bone landed, splitting a huge black hole in the ground. He stuck his arm into the hole and fished.
Then he grabbed the collar and pulled Bai Chunian out of the hole.
The two sides connected by the giant hole are two identical gymnasiums.
Bai Chunian saw with his own eyes the blond mermaid with sparkling eyes and gleaming scales, pressing down on him from a high position, the majestic attitude with slightly drooping eyelashes was not Rimbaud.
Rimbaud's bandage fell out of a stack of notes he had left behind, and it just landed on Bai Chunian's cheek, and the page with the cat's paw stick figure was just on his face.
Lie on the ground, Bai Chunian raised his hand harmlessly like a cat opening its belly, and said sincerely: "Honey, let me explain about how I directed you all the way to trick me into almost committing suicide."