Chapter 923 is familiar
At that moment, Shang Jianyao seemed to have sunk into the deep seabed, his body was under heavy pressure, his eyes were dark, and his ears were silent.
They had already accumulated strength and shouted at this critical moment:
"Xiao Chong!"
After a short pause, the feeling of being pressed down by layers of seawater disappeared, and Shang Jianyao saw the light again.
Appearing in front of him was a place similar to the "corridor of the mind", full of rooms.
But there is more than one aisle here, crisscrossing and twisting back and forth, as if building a maze.
The walls, ceilings, and roads of the "maze" are painted with white paint, and the doors are of various colors and irregular.
"There is a 'Zhuang Sheng' in every room?" Shang Jianyao was quite excited to guess.
He knew that "Zhuang Sheng" had a split personality, and each personality seemed to act independently.
This can be glimpsed from the dream of Taicheng No. 1 Senior High School, and the brightly lit buildings around the tower are also doing side proof.
Shang Jianyao looked back at the place where he came from, but did not see the corresponding gap, only a white wall blocked his way back, and also eliminated the previous danger.
He trotted up indifferently, constantly opening the rooms on both sides of the aisle.
Bang, bang, bang, Shang Jianyao was like a child playing pranks, just glancing inside along the open door, and then whizzing by.
Those rooms had no guests or furniture, and they were empty as if they had just been built.
Bang!
Another door was opened by Shang Jianyao.
He glanced at the LCD screen, the black game console, and the child sitting on the ground with a controller.
"Xiao Chong!" Shang Jianyao braked the car excitedly and happily.
That was his good friend Xiao Chong.
Xiao Chong, who was wearing a green sweatshirt, ignored Shang Jianyao and still sat there, playing games.
Shang Jianyao was not surprised, leaned over, stretched out his palm and patted Xiao Chong's shoulder:
"Today's level is not very good."
On the LCD screen, the tank controlled by Xiao Chong had just been bombarded.
Xiao Chong still didn't respond, and Shang Jianyao's right hand passed through Xiao Chong's shoulder and fell.
He didn't touch anything.
Xiao Chong in this room was just a phantom.
Shang Jianyao said "uh", checked the black game console, LCD screen and white low cabinet where the screen was placed, and found that they were all phantoms.
"Hologram?" The calm and rational Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin and turned his body.
His gaze fell on the snow-white ceiling, where a very advanced projector hung.
"Who took this video, Xiao Chong's parents?" Shang Jianyao has read a lot of old-world entertainment materials, his ideas are jumping enough, and his thinking has always been open-minded, "Record the growth of children?"
He immediately squatted next to "Xiao Chong" and watched the other party play the game.
In less than a minute, Xiao Chong's tank was bombed again, exactly the same as the picture just now.
The video is playing in a loop.
"It's boring......" Shang Jianyao muttered and stood up.
He left the room and continued to walk through the maze and play the door opening game.
In the banging sound, the doors opened, revealing the empty inside.
It wasn't until he turned into another aisle that Shang Jianyao saw a single bed in a room.
The single bed was made of a white four-piece set, with a skeleton made of metal and wheels at the bottom that could be pushed.
It also seems to raise the back area with certain buttons, allowing the person above to sit lying down.
Shang Jianyao is no stranger to similar single beds, which belong to hospital beds.
The room where the hospital bed is located is very small, giving people an obvious sense of crampedness and oppression.
Shang Jianyao walked into the room, touched left and right, and confirmed that there were really no people lying on the hospital bed, and there were no animals.
"This is the spiritual world of 'Zhuang Sheng', is this one of his memories?" Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin and turned his gaze to the log-colored low cabinet next to the hospital bed.
There was a stack of disposable paper cups on top of the low cabinet, but there was no water in it.
Shang Jianyao bent down and opened the drawer on the low cabinet.
Inside the drawer is a darker wooden divider, and other than that, there are no snacks.
Shang Jianyao couldn't help but shake his head when he saw it.
He immediately opened the drawer below.
There is a white piece of paper here.
Shang Jianyao picked up the paper and saw that many inspection items were listed in gray text, and a line of bold text was printed on the header of these items:
"Observation object No. 1, Du Shaochong."
"Oh, oh." Shang Jianyao showed a look of sudden realization.
As for what he understood, he didn't know it himself, he just felt that he should suddenly realize after seeing this passage.
Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin again:
"The term 'observation object' is very interesting, it is neither a volunteer nor an experimental subject......
"Is it because Xiao Chong is the incarnation of 'Zhuang Sheng', who has awakened since he was a child and has the ability?"
The "past scenes" seen by the "old tune team" in Linhe Village, Dajiang City show that Xiao Chong is suspected of having the ability to implant thoughts in others in childhood.
In this cramped and oppressive room, Shang Jianyao was very uncomfortable, and seeing that there was nothing else to gain, he turned around and walked out.
Bang! Bang!
He quickly recovered his emotions and opened the door to say goodbye.
When Shang Jianyao didn't know where he had gone around, but when he opened the door by inertia, he saw a spacious living room behind the door he had just opened.
In the living room, there was a dark coffee table and sofa, and a person was sitting on the sofa.
It was a middle-aged man, wearing a plain black jacket, his dark brown hair was a bit messy, and his beard was visibly shaved, but there were still some roots visible to the naked eye.
After seeing Shang Jianyao, this person showed a simple smile, but his dark blue and almost black eyes were quite smart.
"I'm sorry to disturb you." Shang Jianyao hurriedly bowed and apologized for opening the door indiscriminately.
It's like being caught red-handed for a prank.
In the next second, Shang Jianyao straightened up, looked at the middle-aged man's face, and asked with a slight confusion:
"Have we met, why do I think you are a bit familiar?"
Because the other party looks like a Honghe person, he uses the Honghe language.
The man picked up a bag of biscuits with a bear pattern from the coffee table and picked a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.
He kept the smile he had just now, looked at Shang Jianyao and said:
"My name is Winster. Garland."
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In the whirlpool-shaped building, Jiang Baimian went up to the second floor and saw a sign with two languages written on it:
"Administrative District"
Confidential research should not be involved here...... Jiang Baimian thought to himself, planning to pass through this place quickly.
Wearing a military exoskeleton device, she trotted against time.
As she ran, she stopped suddenly.
This was not because she had found another corpse, she had found seven or eight bones scattered throughout the area.
She just glanced at a room sign:
"Supervisor's Office"
Is it the office of Teacher Du Heng, the main dean, in the second research area, or the administrative supervisor? Jiang Baimian showed a thoughtful expression.
Because of the possibility in front of her, she turned sideways and entered the office.
The room was not small but not big, except for the desk and the chair in the back, there were only two filing cabinets, a shredder, a trash can and a sofa, a small coffee table, and a conversation area made up of two chairs, which were very close to each other, making them appear extremely compact.
At this time, there was a corpse that had turned into white bones sitting in the position of the supervisor.
The corpse was wearing a white women's shirt and corresponding black professional clothes, and if it had not been a transvestite lover during its lifetime, it should have been a woman.
A black metal nameplate also hung on her right chest, which was written in gray and red river language:
"Administrative Supervisor: Zhao Danlin"
Jiang Baimian recalled and confirmed that the name was very unfamiliar.
She set her sights on the things on her desk.
The most obvious are computer screens and several books, the latter of which are:
"How to Raise a Dog", "Love Animals", "In-depth Analysis of Nonsensical Movies", "Chudi Culture"......
Jiang Baimian picked up these books and flipped through them at will to see if there were any notes or other things mixed in, while scanning other items on the table.
There is no valuable information here, the shredder next to it may be one of the answers, Jiang Baimian only found documents such as meeting arrangements, canteen subsidies, and other research institute exchange applications.
In terms of meeting arrangements, there is only a description of which meeting room is used by which group at what time, and there is no explanation of what meeting to be held.
Jiang Baimian took a rough look and confirmed that there were only three research groups here, numbered "1", "2", and "3", and they seemed to be still very closely connected with each other, often using the large conference room in two or three groups.
As a last resort, Jiang Baimian put his focus back on those books.
While flipping quickly, she suddenly swept two terms.
They all come from the book "Chudi Culture", namely:
"Da Si Ming", "Shao Si Ming".
(End of this chapter)