Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

239 three bodies

I do n’t understand the structure of mental hospitals. I do n’t just refer to it here, including the well-known and unknown mental hospitals in the real world. Cognition only ends with a general impression.

Bookmates all ~ Li Ti ~ The mental illness and the illness should be different. In my impression, the mental hospital is closer to the "nursing home or prison for mental patients" than the hospital with the function of life-saving and healing. concept.

Perhaps it is his own ignorance. The actual situation is unclear, but I always think that the corpse containment is not the function of a mental hospital. The mental hospitals with the "mortuary" area always give rise to some bad associations. For example, it reminds people that the hospitals use some drastic means to oppress and torture, resulting in the patient's already distorted spirit being twisted again It may be corrected, but most of them are going in the worse direction. Such ideas may not be owned by me alone, and similar plots often appear in movies and literature.

Moreover, the occurrence of such things in this mental hospital is not groundless.

The doorplate in the morgue exudes a deep red light, and it also highlights the gloomy end of the dark corridor. Looking at his hands under the red light, it seems that there is endless blood flowing down from the fingers, it seems to hear the ground Tick ​​tick.

When I recovered from the trance, I found that it was just an illusion, but the quiet atmosphere of the corridor could not reduce the slightest uneasiness.

When I looked away from my hands and the house number in the morgue, I realized that the girl was gone. At the door of the morgue, there was no Ranwen Fiction Net opened. I looked back sensitively, except for the shadow of myself and Zhenjiang dragging on the floor, there was no Ranwen Fiction Net. Just like suddenly appearing in front of her own eyes, the girl disappeared without a trace, as if her existence was nothing more than a phantom.

My heart was beating sharply, but I couldn't tell what the emotion I was feeling at this time.

"Hey" I screamed, only to find that I didn't know the girl's name at all, the truncated voice echoed in the corridor, and it seemed to be full of decay, openness and loneliness.

I once grabbed her hand, although I was sure in my memory, but the touch was like a fake. There are no maps and guides for Ranwen Novels in this strange corridor, so it is not clear where you are located in the mental hospital. One can't help but wonder if he really met such a girl.

It was like having a nightmare.

However, this world is a nightmare, isn't it? Gao Chuan.

I set my eyes on Zhen Jiang and confirmed that she was true and true. I remember that she clearly had a strong energy before, but now she appears listless and sits at the root of the wall with her knees. It seems that this has always been the case, closing herself to the deepest part of the soul. This look made me feel that the previous experience was a bit bubble-like illusion.

"A Jiang, where did the girl just now?" I asked before crouching in front of her.

She looked up for a long while, her expression a bit dull, like she lost her soul. It seemed that it took her a long time to think of who I was, and then she showed a faint smile.

"Hee hee, hee hee, where is the girl?" She said.

"Isn't there a girl who brought us over just now? She was gone." I said to her patiently.

"She's gone." Her answer made me think it was just repeating my words.

"Did you not see her?"

"Did you not see her?"

Sure enough, I was repeating what I said, but I couldn't feel angry or blamed. I reached out and touched the top of her head, and gave up continuing the unnecessary communication with her. Although the situation of Zhen Jiang seems strange and worrying to others, my mood is relaxed. This lack of tone and neurotic appearance made me feel real.

"Don't be afraid, it will be over soon." I hugged her head, wondering if I was comforting her or whispering to comfort myself, and then helped her organize her hair and tighten it on her A coat on the naked body.

What happened when I came here should not be an illusion. The girl's disappearance without knowing it seems mysterious, but since the use of "God Particle" can replicate wizards and witchcraft, it is not nonsense to do such a thing.

Although the girl does not admit it, I always think that she is Erin's missing body and is the controller of this temporary data hedging space.

Marceau, where are they? With doubt, I grabbed the dagger, took a deep breath, and twisted the door handle to open the morgue door.

Although I imagined the scenes that I might encounter countless times, but really opened the door, I was still stunned. Because half of the figures in this morgue do not have Ranwen.com. This room is not too big. There are three beds parked in a straight row behind the door. There are corpses covered by white cloth from head to toe, and the left and right and front walls are composed of freezer walls. gloomy. The chandelier flashed momentarily, causing the silver refrigerator to reflect a miserable white light.

A kind of unclear whether it is rotten or medicinal, but really disgusting smells continue to emanate from the house, as if it has been stuck for a long time, and it has become a hard block in the trachea. Even if you cover your nose firmly, you will still see through the needles and pierce into your nostrils. The skin exposed to the air will seem to be stained with something dirty, making your hair straight.

The icy air came in bursts and instantly lifted me with goose bumps.

The girl said that she would take me to the place where Marceau was, but she took me to this morgue where no one was living and disappeared. I couldn't help but feel the feeling of being deceived and really wanted to pull my feet away, but reason let my feet into the room.

I walked to the hospital bed and hesitated for a while. After all, I still couldn't bear the curiosity and gently pinched the corner of the white cloth. With some nervousness in my arms, I suddenly opened it.

I do n’t know if it ’s an illusion, the uncomfortable smell seems to be more intense. This corpse is a man. His body is dehydrated and shriveled. His skin is deeply sunken and he can clearly see the outline of his bones. His chest was open, Bai Sensen's ribs were broken several times, all the internal organs were hollowed out, leaving only a shrinking empty shell, and he could even see the texture of the back. If you observe carefully, you can still tell that the dead are around forty.

There is a death certificate next to the head with personal information such as name, gender and age. The cause of death is empty. The remarks column reads such a line: poor quality smoke is harmful to health.

Incomprehensible, it seems meaningless.

However, since the girl brought me here, it should not be to tease me.

So I opened the white cloth of the other two bodies. In such a gloomy environment, the thought that these bodies would suddenly jump up has been entangled in my head. I have been holding the dagger tightly, and I clearly feel the sweat in my palm, but nothing strange happened.

However, everything is normal at this time is not a good thing.

The two bodies were two young men and women. The man's skull is cut in half, like a big bowl, the brain is missing, and the muscles of the facial features are stiff, solidifying the pain and panic before death, just like his head was cut open alive, it is chilling. . I endured the tumbling of gastric juices. I carefully inspected the inside of the skull and found traces of wear near the forehead. From the outline, it seemed that a square object the size of a nail was inlaid.

Like the first body, a death certificate was placed next to the head, and personal information was scribbled. The cause of death was also emptied. The remarks column read: Information collapsed.

The female body was well preserved, her hair was shaved, her limbs had no signs of shrinking, and her posture was full of rich and mature beauty, but her skin tone was too pale. This white and white race has a complexion The difference is that the texture is both organic and inorganic. I couldn't see that it was a corpse, as if I were just asleep. I went through a series of tests like heartbeat, breathing, and pupils before I was sure that this woman was dead.

At the beginning, she couldn't find any wounds on her body, but the feel was very strange. Although the skin seemed to have the same elasticity and softness, it was found to be stiff and iron-like, even the joints seemed to be connected. Therefore, when I turned the female body over, she kept her arms lying on the side of her legs and lying straight.

Later, I found two holes at the junction of her back and neck. This hole seems to lead straight to the brain, and it gives an artificial feeling of "permitting to insert something". I subconsciously shook her head, and found that it was heavier than the average person's head, as if it was not a brain but a lead block.

I do n’t know if it ’s an illusion. The body ’s curves and facial features seem to have been seen somewhere. But in my memory, there should be no acquaintances of Ranwen.com who died so miserably in this weird temporary data hedge space. However, the difference from the previous male corpse is that her expression is very calm, as if there is no excessive abuse by Ranwen Fiction Net at all, and she becomes this look unconsciously.

Her treatment was obviously better than the first two bodies. At least a pillow was under her head. The death certificate was placed next to the pillow. I picked it up and saw it, and my heart thumped.

Name: Marceau @ 贝斯, Gender: Female, Age: 29, Place of Birth: ...

Cause of death: blank

Remarks: G specialty is required, please contact Deacon.

The familiar nouns that appeared one after another made me dizzy, and the saliva that I secreted appeared bitter. I could n’t believe what I saw, and I read this death certificate several times before I confirmed it was not my illusion. However, there was a feeling of self-deception and deception, because these writings were written in English, so maybe the same name may not.

This body is Marceau? Is that Marceau I recognized in this temporary data hedge space? I tried to examine the corpse, trying to find the difference between the appearance and the body and the memory, and it did find many abnormalities. Without Ranwen Novels' haircut, the facial features do make me feel familiar, but there are still some slight differences, such as the difference between whether the curve depicting the outline is soft or tough. Moreover, the Maso I knew was not a white-skinned person, and he was slightly lower than his head.

In addition, I still remember that when I and Zhenjiang first entered this space, I did hear Marceau ’s voice, even though the voice was misty as if it were auditory. But I had to persuade myself that the body lying here was just another woman with the same name as Marceau, who looked somewhat similar.

As the saying goes, there are three outsiders in the world similar to themselves, so Marceau must be alive, waiting for me to rescue her

I tried to throw my confusing thoughts out of my mind and rethink the other words that appear on the death certificate besides personal data. Although the sensibility drove me to tell myself that everything that appeared in front of me was just accidental, reason had to think about the conspiracy.

I will not mention the identity of this corpse for a while. The nouns appearing in the remarks are very concerning.

G reminds me of the abbreviation of "Net-Of-bal" in English. If judged in this way, the G specialty may be an obvious coded reference. Outside of the first time, "Diken" should be a personal name, and it seems to have been heard somewhere, not far from the current time period.

Deacon and network ball, specialty products, contact ... I am struggling to find the relevant thread in Ru Ma's memory.

The things I have encountered these days have been replayed in my mind like rewinding, and finally fixed before the banquet to cover the time period when Bajing and others left.

In the temporary data hedge space that is always shrouded in fog and thunderstorm, although it feels like staying for a long time, maybe it is still a night before the banquet in reality, then it should be what happened during the day.

At that time, the town was blocked by the doomsday truth's fan dog troops. The six ordinary members who went to the outside of the town to find out were in trouble. I escorted Bajing and Ketang on the way out by helicopter. They rescued three of the netball members who hid in the mountains and found When they were there, only one man and one woman survived. The man was called "Diken". He took advantage of me not to conduct a sneak attack, but was killed by my counterattack. The woman who was rescued by the codename "Green Bee" accused this person of being a spy lurking in the online ball. The "green bee" claimed to be a member of the counter-espionage department.

I do n’t know much about the actual situation, but I did find a strange chip the size of a nail from “Diken”, which is said to be the memory of the latest research results of the online ball. This strange chip has been identified by Jung, but no netizen can tell its origins.

"Need G specialty, please contact Deacon." This sentence may be related to the mysterious chip.

I remember putting the chip on myself, and Jung asked me to keep it. I quickly searched for this chip on my body, but found nothing. Is it because the information about the chip is restricted, so it cannot exist in this temporary data hedging space? If this is true, it is not surprising that items such as firearms cannot be brought in. However, when I thought that I might have lost it myself, I was distressed.

The three corpses in this morgue were too unusual. Someone was doing some kind of human experiment in this temporary data hedge space. However, this place is indeed a good place to conduct experiments. If my understanding of this temporary data hedge space is correct, then the three corpses are not ontology, but a replica of the ontology's incomplete information like the "Missing Body". As long as the information about the original remains intact, so many copies can be made.

Thinking of this, I have a little more confidence in the conjecture that the female body is not Marceau himself.

The secret organization of the Mar Jones family could not enter before, and even could not communicate this temporary data hedge space, so the person conducting the experiment should be Irene. However, whether this experiment is also part of the Tianmen project cannot be determined immediately.

There is too little information, many things can only rely on association and speculation, I decided to stop. The most important question now is why the girl brought me to this place. She should know my purpose. Is she to let me see this "Masuo" body?

I think it should not be such a simple thing. The three corpses placed in this morgue should be related, but it seems to be just some failed products, and the notes in the death certificate are the proposals for the next plan.

"Diken" was killed by me, the final proposal could not be completed, the experiment was stranded ...

I turned my body contemplatively, wanting to examine the other two bodies again, and when I raised my head, I found a face less than a centimeter away from me. I was shocked, and I stepped back a few steps before I realized it was Zhenjiang. When did she come to me? I didn't notice it at all.

She used to be like a child with autism when she was outside the door. UU didn't read the book www.uukanshu.com for a while, but changed her face completely.

Zhen Jiang turned a blind eye to my reaction. She blinked blankly, turning her head to attach her body to study the half-brained shell of the young man's body. She even extended her index finger and digged it in, and almost stuffed it into her mouth. I quickly pulled her hand down.

"Hey, hey, don't eat, it will diarrhea." I wiped a handful of sweat.

When Zhenjiang was stopped by me, I did n’t mean to try again. I just took off my coat, rubbed it into a ball and smashed it on my head, ran away aside, and stood there as a prank-successful child. Cheerful laughter. Seeing her happy, all the worries in my heart seemed to be melted. But her mood has changed so much that sometimes it is really overwhelming.

When I picked up my coat from the ground, I accidentally hit a hard object. I accidentally pulled it out and found that it was the mysterious chip that I had never found.

"Diken" was killed by me, the final proposal could not be completed, Irene's experiment was stranded, and then I brought the chip in ...?

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