Thriller Paradise Chapter 1033: Extreme experiment (2)

Feng Bujue's eyes haven't fully adapted to it after the light was turned on after spending some time in the dark environment.

But he didn't spend too much time adjusting to the light.

After a few seconds, he was able to see things normally, and his gaze immediately turned to the corpse next to him.

It was indeed a corpse wearing a restraint suit. The head and right foot of the corpse had disappeared. It was consistent with Jue's previous judgment. The wound was not blood, but a kind of lack of blood. Any odorous, fluorescent green, unknown liquid.

"Strange..." After Feng Bujue glanced at the corpse, he lowered his head to look at his hand. At this time, there was still some mucus remaining on his hand. "This liquid... doesn't shine in the dark. Right?"

He didn't struggle with this issue for too long, so he walked towards the metal door not far away.

Kaka——

There is no system prompt, but the rattling sound after turning the door handle can also declare that the door is locked.

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

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

"One-way mirror..." Brother Jue glanced at the reflection of his fingers in the mirror, and said in his heart.

At the moment, what he is using is a very simple "finger test" (press the tip of your finger against the surface of the mirror, if the reflected finger is a certain distance from your fingertip, it means it is an ordinary mirror; if the reflected finger is Close to your fingertips, it shows that this is a one-way mirror, behind the mirror is a piece of glass that can be seen through), although this method is not 100% effective (the reflective layer is sandwiched between two pieces of glass, the finger method is difficult Measured out), but at this moment, he is indeed successful.

Of course. Even if it couldn't be detected by the finger test method, he was 90% sure that the big mirror in front of him was a one-way mirror.

Because this room... From a functional point of view, it is either an "interrogation room" or a "real container". As a prison, there is a problem...Even if there is no bed in the prison, it should be equipped with a toilet, otherwise the prison will become a large toilet without sewer within a few days...

Then... Since it is an interrogation room or a real container, monitoring is definitely indispensable.

Forties. Although the technology for shooting video is already available, it is still thirty years before the surveillance camera was invented. Therefore, the monitoring method used in those days was basically just one-relying on people to stare.

If you are in a prison or the like, send a guard to look through an iron fence or window. In this secret underground real base, most of the observations and records are made through one-way glass.

"I always feel... there are sights staring at me behind this mirror." Feng Bujue said, "But purely straight jue, there is no basis...cannot make an assertion." He stared at the mirror for a few seconds. Then I thought, "Well... whether you have it or not. In short, it is impossible to break this mirror with your bare hands without the help of tools. After all, this is also a military-grade facility. It is used behind the one-way mirror. Bulletproof glass is also very reasonable."

Thinking of this, he was about to turn around to look at the corpse.

Unexpectedly...

Furethane——Furethane——

At that moment, a movement of cloth rubbing against the ground suddenly sounded.

Through the reflection of the mirror, Feng Bujue saw... the "corpse" on the ground that had lost his head and right foot. It suddenly squirmed.

"What do you mean?" Upon seeing this, Jue turned around immediately. He stared at the corpse alertly.

"Without a head, there is no brain... To make a body without a brain move, you have to be motivated..." He has come up with three hypotheses in one breath: 1. Engineering-oriented remote control Device; two, microbial or chemical weapons; three. Extraordinary reasons.

Furethane——Furethane——

A few seconds later, the corpse moved more violently, but... its actions seemed to have no regularity, just like a fish caught from a river, it thumped indiscriminately.

"Speaking...why didn't I move at all when I touched him just now?" Feng Bujue moved a few steps away from the corpse as he thought about it. "The difference between just now and now is..." Thinking of this, he instinctively glanced at the lamp on the ceiling, "The light?" He whispered to himself, "So...the principle..."

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

"So that's it..." Seeing that the color of the mucus remaining on his hands was 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 quickly back to the switch, raised his hand, and turned off the light again...

This time, the room didn't turn black completely, because the fluorescent slime glowed a little in the dark.

However, these lights began to weaken almost at the same time they appeared, and dimmed at a rate that human eyes could discern...About seven or eight seconds later, the mucus on Feng Bujue's hands was completely gone, and The liquid flowing around the corpse's neck and ankles only lasted more than twenty seconds.

When the fluorescence on the liquid disappeared completely, the corpse stopped moving again, at least...judging from the sound, it didn't move.

"No matter when the light is turned on or after the light is turned off, I don’t feel any strange feeling in my hand." Feng Bujue said calmly in the dark, "It shows that this kind of liquid can't work outside the body. Enter the circulatory system of the human body..." He thought, and walked towards the corpse, "As for this guy...the whole body should be filled with this liquid..."

Not long after, Feng Bujue squatted down and checked the corpse's wound with his hands again.

"Oh~Bone saw..."

The first time he fumbled in the dark, he was still not sure; he glanced under the light just now, and now touch it again, the matter is clear...

"And the feeling of the wound is...when sawing, there is no sign of struggling." After confirming this, Feng Bujue turned the corpse over and untied the **** the back of the restraint suit.

Seeing this, if you think that Feng Bujue was going to loosen the dead body out of humanitarianism, then you must be a very innocent and kind person.

If you think Feng Bujue wants to take off the corpse’s clothes, do something dirty to the headless male corpse. Then I suggest you go to see a psychiatrist, or go to the police station to surrender early.

Actually, Brother Jue just wants to remove the metal lock on the strap...

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

Because the lights have been turned on just now, this room is "not dark anymore" for Jue. The image of the entire room has been burned in his mind. Relying on the sense of distance that has been trained and accurate to the centimeter. As well as the control of stride length, Feng Bujue can move freely in the room even with his eyes closed.

"OK...in the 1940s...If nothing else, it was a tumbler lock..." Feng Bujue broke the iron pin on the strap lock and inserted it into the keyhole of the metal door." Traditional things are not easy to handle..."

His words are nothing but empirical talk. According to Feng Bujue’s rich experience in sliding door picking (don’t ask me where those experiences come from), the more old-style locks, the more basic the test of unlocking skills. . The "security doors" of the early 21st century are the best one to open... I'm afraid that some locks before the 1990s cannot be opened with professional tools. It can only be used smashed.

Click--

To make a long story short, after nearly five minutes of busy work in front of the door, the sound of the lock cylinder finally rang.

Feng Bujue sighed and put the metal lock in his pocket, but then hòu stood up and opened the door...

Squeak——咿——

The door opening sound is familiar, similar to the sound at the beginning of the opening CG.

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 he died.

But in any case, this sound is a kind of psychological suggestion... a suggestion that can make a person's shock value rise.

"The lighting in the corridor is still normal..." Two seconds later. Feng Bujue went out of the room just now, staring dead fish-eyed, with a listless expression.

He naturally understands that the sound of the door opening is designed to mean this, but unfortunately he can't be afraid.

"It shouldn't be the same place as the corridor in the opening movie..." Feng Bujue no longer remained silent because the metal door had inevitably made a noise, he muttered in a low voice. "The color of the wall and some details are different..."

The "difference" in his mouth may be ignored by ordinary people, but he remembers it clearly.

Similar examples have been mentioned in the previous article. This is the problem of the personal brain filtering mechanism. We "normal people" are almost blind in many cases; just call me... there is a desk lamp next to my computer, and there is a lampshade on the desk lamp. The distance between this thing and me is only thirty or forty centimeters, and it will appear in my line of sight most of the day, but... you ask me how many folds on the lampshade of this lamp, I can’t tell.

You can also try... For example, there are a few sockets in the room you live in, what words are printed on the penholder you use every day, and the first book on the top of your right hand at the moment is What... If you don't take a look, can you answer it?

Feng Bujue...knows these details very clearly, and after years of training, he no longer needs to do it deliberately to complete this kind of task of observing and remembering.

"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 face this Direction, and this direction..." He looked back at the room behind him again, "It's the room far from behind the mirror..."

After thinking for a few seconds, he closed the metal door behind him to the point where there was only a gap, and then proceeded along the corridor.

"Heh... there are indeed." Before taking a few steps, Feng Bujue found a few drops of fluorescent liquid scattered on the ground in front of him, "Let me see... You take your head and feet. Where is it."

According to Brother Jue’s speculation, the head and feet of the corpse were sawed off and taken away, and there must be more than one person doing this. If it is operated by one person... halfway through the sawing, the corpse will move vigorously due to the outflow of the fluorescent fluid in the body and react with the light. In that case... even if the person can finish the sawing, the wounds of the corpse will be messy.

So, this work has to be done by several people, sawing the head and feet at the same time, and after sawing both sides together, immediately turn off the lights and leave.

When the group of people came to the corridor with their heads and feet, because there are lights in the corridor, the two sawn parts will definitely react, which may cause the fluorescent liquid to be spilled and drip Fall to the ground.

"If you work as a cleaner here, the salary must be very high..." Feng Bujue walked along the fluorescent liquid, and after passing a corner, he saw another metal door. However, the dripping fluorescent liquid did not stop in front of the door, and it can be seen that the head and feet were not brought into this room.

Feng Bujue walked to the door, with the mentality of trying it out, reached out and turned the doorknob...and it was locked.

Since he couldn't open it, he was relieved, and he had to move forward first.

After traveling for more than 20 meters and turning a corner, a third room appeared, and the traces of the 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, which is commonly used in hospital emergency rooms.

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

He tiptoed over, first stood at the door and listened for a while with bated breath...but he didn't hear any movement.

So, he gently opened the door...

Just a gap between the door slits is enough to let the strong smell of disinfectant water leak out~IndoMTL.com~Feng Bujue didn’t care too much about the smell, he steadily pushed the door open for about half a meter. The gap, then hòu glanced inward with the probe.

The lamp in the third room was on. Brother Jue swept it away... and saw a few yellowed walls, a pile of medical equipment, a pile of real equipment of unknown purpose, and There is an area surrounded by curtains that is suspected of placing hospital beds. In addition... it is a place of fluorescent liquid.

"Very good..." Feng Bujue saw that there was no living person in his sight, he was very pleased, and walked in as soon as he stepped forward. "Provide a set of surgical tools, murder, first aid, carpentry... all I can do it." He said to himself in his heart, and approached the cart full of surgical tools beside the hospital bed.

Just as he came to the trolley and was about to pick a few items to defend himself, suddenly!

"Uh--"

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