Chapter 105 Human Studies 04┃The Institute is crowded with people.

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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 105 Human Studies 04┃The Institute is crowded with people."

weight="95818"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

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Ke Xun stood up, turned on his mobile phone, and called up the camera function.

The camera defaults to the Selfie mode. The first thing that appears in the picture is his own face, which may be due to the dim light. The whole face is bluish-grey, and the black eyes are very large, almost covering all the whites of the eyes. It made both eyes look extremely hollow and dark, and the lips were no longer bloody, like a dehydrated patient who had dried up for a long time, with gray and dry wrinkles.

Ke Xun clicked on the camera switch, the front camera was switched to the rear, and then "fucked" and the phone flew out with a flick of his hand. Mu Yiran, who was a few steps away, had a quick eye and grabbed it. In his hand, he held it up in a shooting position and glanced at the picture.

"What, what?" Wei Dong asked Ke Xun anxiously.

"...It's okay." Ke Xun rubbed his hands on his pants with the cold sweat that came out of his heart, "I'm so handsome."

When Wei Dong heard this, he dared not ask again.

Qin Ci and Zhu Haowen next to him silently turned on the camera function in their phones. Despite the lessons learned from Zhang Hanrui and Ke Xun, after seeing the footage in the camera, the two shook their hands uncontrollably, and then Silently put the phone back into his pocket.

But the newcomers obviously don't have this strength. Xu Zhen also took out the phone, and screamed out of control after looking at it, and dropped the phone to the ground.

"What's that?! What's that?!" The OL, no matter how calm, could hardly remain calm and calm after seeing this picture with his own eyes, turning around and grabbing the arm of Mu Yiran closest to her, his fingers cold with fright .

"As you can see." Mu Yiran avoided her scratching expressionlessly, walked a few steps over, and handed the phone back to Ke Xun.

The camera function of the mobile phone is not turned off, and the dim picture is displayed in front of me.

It’s the corridor in front of you, this room with opposite doors, or this messy staircase corner, which should have been empty, but at this moment, the camera is full of people who describe skinny, pale skin and expressionless faces. .

These people are wearing empty and fat gray-white clothes, standing in every corner, looking blankly in the direction where everyone is. Their faces are gray and thin, like dry and cracked bark, and their lips are gray and wrinkled. His dead skin, black hole-like eyes looked at here indifferently, like a forest of human tombstones.

However, if you look away from the screen of the phone and look straight ahead, there is nothing in front of you. Only from the camera can you see these gray and silent people.

Ke Xun retracted his gaze from the screen of the phone and pulled Wei Dong a hand.

Because there is a person standing in front of him in the picture, the black hole's eyes are staring at him.

The newcomers were frightened, and Qi Qiang also awkwardly averted his eyes from the screen of his mobile phone, and looked at several old members: "What the fuck...what can I do?"

At this moment, Qi Qiang was finally willing to believe Qin Ci's words, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.

"Continue to open the door." Mu Yiran's calm and still voice made Qi Qiang regain a trace of composure, and re-attached it to the iron door to try the password.

Before Ke Xun crossed out the camera function, he saw seven or eight gray and white figures standing around the door of the iron gate, as if they were watching Qi Qiang.

Qin Ci walked to Mu Yiran and lowered his voice and said, "You said, what do these ‘people’ do? Why do they appear in this place?"

Mu Yiran raised his eyes and looked at the nihility, as if looking at those "people" who only existed in the dark: "Maybe it is the staff of the institute, they are wearing the same clothes."

"No, it's not exactly the same." It was Ke Xun who took the call. Mu Yiran looked over and saw him pointing to the position of his left chest. "There is a set of numbers in this place on their shirts. Everyone's numbers are Different."

Mu Yiran's eyes moved slightly: "Are you sure?"

"Trust me, my eyesight is very good." Ke Xun said.

Qin Ci would like to say that if you are not sure, you can turn on the camera function of the phone again, but Mu Yiran seems to trust Ke Xun's eyesight so easily, and does not mean to take out the phone to verify.

"What do these numbers represent, job number?" Zhu Haowen looked at Ke Xun.

"Perhaps," Ke Xun said, "These numbers are composed of letters starting with a combination of horizontal bars and numbers, such as A-013. I just glanced at it. The initials have A, B, C and D. Maybe there are more, but I didn’t take a closer look."

"Are these numbers a clue?" Xu Zhen tried to calm down his shocked mood, his voice still trembling.

Qin Ci nodded: "I think so, but the specific direction of this clue needs further verification."

While talking, Qi Qiang heard a low growl: "It's on!"

The door lock of the iron door made a "click" sound, as if there was a huge finger, which was bent hard and then popped out again, and the nail cap hit the hearts of everyone.

Qi Qiang didn't open the door immediately, but just stood up and looked at the old members with a deep expression: "Next, can't you get in?"

"In." Mu Yiran said lightly without hesitation.

As he was about to step over, Ke Xun took his arm and said, "Wait a minute, take a look first." He raised his phone and called up the camera function again.

In the picture, several gray figures still surround the door, motionless.

Ke Xun suddenly felt that the people all over the corridor might not be watching the outsiders who broke into it. They stared at it motionlessly. In fact, it was this door.

Mu Yiran walked over and held the door handle. Several girls were so scared that they screamed and sought asylum. As Ke Xun was holding his mobile phone, Qin Ci Zhu Haowen was standing by the door one by one. The girls then He swarmed and hugged Wei Dong, the only old member who had nothing to do.

Wei Dong:...The peach blossoms come too fast like a tornado, but I am not moved or dared to move at this moment.

Mu Yiran pulled open the thick and cold iron door with slight force.

The screen of Ke Xun's mobile phone was suddenly filled with dense gray and skinny faces, and the small door leaf was crowded with people.

In other words, it is packed with such faces.

From the door beam to the threshold, every gap was squeezed with faces, and their bodies were barely visible. They seemed to be scrambling to fall and climb over, trying to escape from the door, picking up along the door frame. The skinny, gray fingers, the bones protruded sharply due to excessive force, almost breaking the skin.

Ke Xun's scalp was numb.

It's not just because of the crowded faces in the door frame, but the desperately wide-open mouths on these faces, like bottomless black holes, which are opened to the extreme that ordinary people can't do. You can't see them in the black holes. Teeth and tongue, there is only endless black, and screams if there is substance.

Ke Xun removed the phone, took a deep breath, suddenly moved in his heart, and turned the phone to the corridor behind him.

In the picture, the gray and white shadows who stood indifferently in every corner just now, looking towards this side, somehow turned out to be like the people inside the door, desperately opening their black mouths, such mouths embedded in their gray and expressionless On his face, embedded in the dusty corridor, it appears more vivid, dark, and terrifying.

Ke Xun was a little frightened by the huge black hole with his eyes, rubbing the goose bumps that suddenly appeared on his arm, and followed Mu Yiran into the iron gate.

There is no person in the door visible to the naked eye. The entrance is a counter similar to the front desk. Next to the counter, there is a narrow staircase leading to the underground. The entrance of the staircase is blocked by an iron fence door, and the steps inside the door gradually descend. It also gradually sank into the deep darkness, making it impossible to see what was at the end of the stairs.

Mu Yiran drew on the lighting of his mobile phone, searched on the iron fence door, but did not find any manual lock or code lock, and couldn't open it even when he pushed and pulled it.

"The door is controlled by mechanism or electronic." Mu Yiran turned his head and searched on the counter at the front desk. Qin Ci Zhu Haowen and Ke Xun stepped forward to help. Among the newcomers, only Qi Qiang and Xu Zhen stepped into the door, Huang Pi Standing outside the door, staring at the people inside the door with a gloomy expression.

Wei Dong was caught up by the girls and hugged outside the door. Deng Guang shrank even more, almost burying himself in the pile of debris next to him.

The few people inside the door didn't spend much time, and found a dusty spider web machine in the corner of the counter. On the diamond-shaped metal plate, the words "Take Number Machine" were written.

"No." Ke Xun looked at several people, and they exchanged glances.

"Don't rush to pick it up, we need to arrange it." Qin Ci said, looking up at Mu Yiran, "What is Xiaomu's opinion on this number picking machine?"

"We are not sure how and how it will assign numbers to us," Mu Yiran looked down. "We can only try it out with four people first, and see how the first four numbers are arranged."

"So which four will come first?" Qin Ci asked.

"I don't recommend that all the old members come." Xu Zhen, who has been listening, couldn't help but answer, "It is best to have both new and old members and men and women, so that we can try more regularity."

"I agree." Qin Ci said, "Then, who is the old member?"

"Me." Ke Xun walked over. Before everyone could respond, he reached out and pressed the button on the number picking machine. He heard a "click", and a business card popped out from the card-like exit on the top of the machine. Ke Xun took a large and small hard paper card in his hand and glanced at the light of the phone. It said: A-182.

Seeing several other people looking at him silently, Ke Xun raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Zhu Haowen looked at him and spoke calmly: "When you are not sure about the risks, you are always ahead."

"...So," Ke Xun put his hand on his shoulder, "Are you complimenting me on my bravery?"

Zhu Haowen lowered his eyes and did not answer.

Qin Ci smiled suddenly next to him: "You let our caution hesitate, looking timid and selfish."

"Don't, I don't have such a high level of consciousness," Ke Xun fiddled with the card in his hand with two fingers. "I'm just used to it. When I participated in the competition, the first person to play was the most stressed and the most responsible. As the captain, I have always been placed in this position."

Mu Yiran suddenly said: "Hurry up."

As he stretched out his hand, Ke Xun couldn't stop him, and watched that slender finger pressed on the button of the number picking machine.

A-183, Mu Yiran's card number is connected to Ke Xun.