Chapter 162

in the data room.

Cold lights shone overhead, iron shelves full of documents stretched neatly into the distance, and the air smelled of dust and old pages.

Wen Jianyan trotted all the way in the direction of Huang "Mao".

Soon, the opponent's dazzling yellow hair appeared between the gaps in the iron frame.

"Have you found the experimental records?" Wen Jian asked in a hurry.

"Yep."

Huang "Mao" nodded vigorously, shoved the folder in his hand into Wen Jianyan's hand, and then pointed to the whole row of shelves in front of him, "I found it here."

Wen Jianyan looked down at the folder that Huang "Mao" handed to her.

It records a series of experiments with "resection of the prefrontal lobe" as the main surgical method. It is obvious that the patients who "voluntarily" participate in such experiments are patients in Ping An Sanatorium.

However, these experimental records are still limited to the scope of "normal" surgery. Although the methods are backward and cruel, they are in a sense a product of the generation, and they are still very similar to the "meat membranes" they saw in the laboratory before. big difference.

Right here, Luce ran over from not far away: "Have you found any information related to the laboratory?"

Wen Jianyan nodded: "Probably."

He pointed to the whole rack of documents in front of him: "According to the classification mode of most reference rooms, the materials around here should be related to the experimental records. Start from here, and you start from there, how about it?"

"Okay."

Luce has no objection.

There are enough people here, so Su Cheng and the other members of Luce's team did not come, but were still scattered, trying to find more clues, after all, this would be the most efficient.

Wen Jianyan turned her head and took the time to pat Huang "Mao" on the shoulder: "Good job."

Sure enough, if the core goal is to find someone or to explore and decrypt, a teammate dungeon with a vision gift does have a great advantage.

Huang "Mao" laughed twice, "hehe", raised his hand consciously and "touched" the back of his head, with a shy look on his face.

No matter which team he is in, his task is to "find".

Whether it is looking for the face of the mission target or looking for clues that may appear, the specific "operation" is the same. This is his specialty, and it is the bargaining chip that he relies on for survival. Thanks to this useful gift, he can struggling to survive until now.

But don't know why...

Now this child is much happier than before.

No matter which team he was in before, Huang "Mao" would try his best to prove his usefulness - if he didn't, he would be thrown away, and he didn't want to die.

But, somehow, the reason for his use of Fu changed.

From the fear of being thrown...

Turned into a genuine desire to help.

I always feel that my endowment seems to be given more value.

Huang "Mao" lifted up and his eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's profile.

The young man in front was drooping, looking down solemnly and looking for something on the iron frame, his side face was half hidden in the shadow cast by the frame, looking very focused.

"..."

He couldn't help being a little shaken.

Before this dungeon, Huang "Mao" was still indecisive due to cowardice. He didn't dare to take the initiative to leave the current organization, but his heart still yearned for the unestablished guild that Wen Jianyan said, but now...

Huang "Mao" suddenly felt that even if he blamed that organization, it shouldn't matter.

This guy should be like just one, even if the blood is dripping from the palm of his hand, he will drag his teammate's drowsy body and take him to a safe area.

Seemingly feeling Huang "Mao"'s gaze, Wen Jianyan turned to look over.

"nothing to do?"

Wen Jian said ruthlessly, "then go to other places to find clues, and find the shout."

Huang "Mao": "..."

You've brought back the emotion!

He nodded dejectedly, turned and walked towards the other shelves.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Hahahahaha, die of laughter, is it an illusion? It's like seeing a broken boy's heart."

"Let's be competitive, Huang "Mao"! Recognize this guy's oppressive nature as soon as possible!"

"Booming in a trance, Huang "Mao": From now on, it's a ruthless telescope."

The rustling sound of the pages being turned echoed in the dead silent data room.

Wen Jianyan lowered her head and glanced at the experimental data in front of her.

Although these experimental data are not marked with any date, they seem to be arranged in order. In some experimental data with low risk and harm, the names of some patients will appear repeatedly, while in some experimental data with low risk and harm After some experiments that are very dangerous or fatal at first sight, the patient's name will disappear from now on, and will never appear in any follow-up data.

Most of these experiments are cruel and inhumane.

In addition to the prefrontal lobectomy, there are also hydrotherapy, electric shocks that Wen Jianyan had almost experienced before, and some cruel methods that he had only seen in movies or books before.

There are even extreme cases such as transplanted brains.

That said, these experiments don't go beyond the realm of "real".

In the light of modern people, these experiments are dangerous and irresponsible, but it is undeniable that these methods have all really appeared in human history.

This brought an extreme sense of separation to Wen Jianyan.

After all, the "flesh membrane" he had seen in the laboratory before could not be linked to "reality" at all. It was more cruel than the artificially made human beings, and it was more like a creature that only appeared in horror movies.

That is to say, in addition to these, there should be more experimental records that have not been found.

If Wen Jianyan drooped, she put the materials she had just flipped through by herself back on the shelf.

Right here, Luce suddenly spoke up at the other end of the shelf: "Hey, look, is this the doctor who took you away before?"

Wen Jianyan walked over and looked at the folder in the opponent's hand.

On one of its lists of doctors who treat surgeries, there is a familiar name.

drareese

Wen Jianyan nodded: "Yes."

The card he stole had this name written on it.

Including some of the operations that had turned to earlier, saw the signature of the other party-it seems that although Dr. Reiss looks very young, his qualifications in the Ping An Nursing Home are very old. To the end of Luce's responsibility, the other party's name appeared.

Luce sighed: "Unfortunately, I still hope that these records will have his full name in it."

As he spoke, he put the folder in his hand back on the shelf.

"But think about it, if the task is so easy to complete, the difficulty will not be advanced."

Wen Jianyan nodded in agreement.

Obviously, Reese is the surname, and a is the abbreviation of the other party's name——

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan seemed to have thought of something, and involuntarily froze slightly, and her movements stayed in the air.

Speaking of which, the system determined that the tasks related to the real name of each high-risk patient were completed before, and he knew the other person's "first name", not his "surname".

In some of these experimental records, some patients' names are referred to by abbreviations, and only their surnames are not abbreviated...

Wen Jianyan stared slightly.

He seemed to realize something, turned around abruptly, and used the fastest speed to search for the experimental data he had just turned from behind.

Edward, initial e.

Nair Lore, initials n and l.

Mars, the initial letter m.

Through these initials, as well as the previous confrontation, what he knew about these people——

Edward is schizophrenic and delusional.

Nair Lore has multiple personalities.

Mars is anti-social violent tendencies.

Based on these, Wen Jianyan quickly narrowed down the area from the previously reviewed data, and selected the experimental records that were related to the high probability of these high-risk patients.

Looking at the densely packed and even shocking experimental materials lined up on the ground, Wen Jianyan fell into silence.

Obviously, like drareese, these names have always been used throughout the healing history of the Heian Sanatorium.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Worthy..."

"Although there are quite a few anchors who have "touched" the data room, this is the first time I have seen such a systematic arrangement of the experimental and surgical records of those high-risk patients..."

"After all, these high-risk ones are too dangerous. Basically, after encountering them, they will die. Few people touch them one by one like the anchor, and even get their real names out of their mouths."

"Yeah, if you don't have contact with those high-risk people, understand their symptoms, and know their real names, there is no way to find their treatment information from these vast scrolls, even if it is useless to find the data room."

"Wow, I'm excited now! I always feel that the anchor is not far from the main line! I'm looking forward to it! [100 reward points]"

Luce leaned over and looked at Wen Jianyan's case on the ground with a look of astonishment on his face.

"This...is this too much?"

Wen Jianyan nodded silently.

He swiped through these cases, each of which represented an experiment in the name of "treatment", each of which was extremely cruel, even if the person who entered the Ping An Sanatorium was a normal person who had experienced so many After the "treatment", it is estimated that he is almost crazy.

He squinted slightly, and his knuckles tapped on his knees, which had been bent since he was half-squatting, "exposing" a ruofy look.

Right here, Su Cheng's call came from a distance: "There is something here that you should probably take a look at!"

Wen Jianyan was stunned, and looked at Luce, then stood up and walked in the direction of Su Cheng's voice.

The shelf where Su Chengzai is located is on the innermost side of the entire reference room.

He looked at the two people who were walking towards him, raised his finger to the shelf in front of him, and said, "Come and see this."

Luce's entourage took out a document from the shelf, flipped through it, and a surprised look appeared on his face:

"This is……"

Su Cheng nodded: "Yes, these are exorcism records."

He scratched Zi's head, with a hesitant look on his face: "How to say, I don't know what these represent, but I always feel that these things are out of tune with this place, you may find them when you look at them. What clues...probably."

Wen Jianyan lifted it up, looked at the shelf in front, and said:

"Not entirely out of place."

"What do you mean?" Luce turned his head and looked over.

"The Ping An Sanatorium where we are now has a strong relationship with the bishop, isn't it?"

Whether it is the architectural style of the sanatorium, the very obvious cross in the building, and the disgust shown by the care workers for the disease of "sexual inversion", it can be seen that the overall atmosphere of this peace sanatorium is different from that of the last century. The bishop's "sex" is very strong.

"For a long time, people believed that the essence of mental illness was the possession of demons, so it was natural to perform exorcism rituals on patients..."

In an era dominated by both theology and medicine, when human beings are still in a state of chaos with little understanding of the brain, medical surgery and theological exorcism often go hand in hand.

The two methods seem contradictory, but they are indeed at the same node.

Su Cheng nodded in frustration: "So it is."

Soon, the group rummaged through the entire data room. Since there were no lines, most of the valuable information was difficult to sort out, like broken beads scattered all over the place. It was difficult to find a suitable logic chain to connect them. Wen Jianyan made a few vague guesses, but most of these guesses did not have enough reliable basis, and there was no way to fully explain some doubts clearly.

He sank for a few seconds and said, "Let's go, let's go to the dean's room to have a look."

Several people left the reference room and came to the dean's room.

And as imagined, the dean's room was empty.

There are desks and bookcases in the huge room. Half of them are books related to mental illness treatment, and the other half are books related to theology. This large cross hangs on the wall.

Obviously, the director of the Ping An Sanatorium is also a religious and very devout person.

Wen Jianyan and Luce activated the [Hand of Guidance] respectively. Under the guidance of the props, he found a hidden box from the bookcase, the hidden box was opened, and a cross appeared in front of him.

And Luce found a Bible in the drawer of his desk.

It is a hidden item of ordinary level, it cannot be brought to a copy to become a prop, it only increases the degree of exploration and collection. There is no value to share.

"..."

The two looked at each other.

They didn't expect that it should be the most central director's room in the entire Ping An Sanatorium, and there is not even a difficult-level prop in it, which blinded them to the serious discussion about "how to allocate props" just now.

"Better than nothing."

Wen Jianyan shrugged and put the cross in his pocket.

Luce smiled bitterly: "Yes."

Right here, the familiar bell rang again: "When - when - when -"

Clear and long, echoing in the ears of everyone.

Even though they haven't left this floor yet, someone involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief, slightly relaxing their tense nerves.

In any case, the sound of the bell signifies the alternation of the world inside and outside.

Although this does not mean that there is no danger in the world, at least it means that they don't have to worry about being dragged into the mental world of a high-risk patient.

"call……"

Luce breathed a long sigh of relief and turned to look at Wen Jianyan: "Great, this should mean we can leave—"

The incoming words got stuck in his throat.

I saw the young man in front suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air, as if struck by lightning, and stood there dumbfounded, a pair of amber beads slightly widened, looking a little dazed.

"Hey," Su Cheng noticed Wen Jianyan's difference, he frowned, raised his hand and waved in front of him: "what's the matter?"

Wen Jianyan suddenly came back to her senses, as if being called back by his voice.

He suddenly looked at Su Cheng who was looking forward: "Got it!"

Su Cheng: "???"

Ah?

what do you know?

"I know why there isn't even a difficult item in the Dean's Room," Wen Jianyan said with bright eyes, "We always thought this was the core of the entire dungeon. After all, there are the Dean's Room and the Reference Room here. , Logically speaking, this should be the place closest to the core secret of the entire copy, right?"

"...Yes, yes." Several people looked at each other and nodded.

Of course.

For instance, the dungeon of a hospital and mental hospital, the exploration value of different areas is completely different. The area that only high-authority people enter, such as the director's office data room, must be the most precious and the most valuable to explore, with a high probability of being the entire The core area of ​​the copy.

Wen Jianyan thought so at first.

After all, he had just experienced the dungeon of Fantasy Amusement Park. In that dungeon, the director's room was the passage connecting the two worlds, and the director's rules were the most crucial part of the core secret of the entire dungeon.

However, this is the exact opposite of Heian Sanatorium.

Wen Jianyan pointed to Kong: "We know that the sound of the bell marks the alternation of the world inside and outside, but have you ever thought about where the sound of the bell came from?"

Several people were stunned.

Since entering this dungeon, the bell has always existed. They have always regarded it as a part of the dungeon mechanism, like the first bell in class, but they have never thoroughly examined the question that Wen Jianyan just raised.

... where did it come from?

Before everyone could start the test, Wen Jianyan turned to look at Luce:

"Remember what you said before, people who die in the inner world mean that the world will die, and the nurses will transport their bodies to the court."

"Do you remember, is there anything in the court?"

Su Cheng and Wen Jianyan just now took a sharp breath: "The little church!!!"

On the map, the entire Ping An Sanatorium is semi-circular, and the two buildings on the east and west sides surround the courtyard like two wings - and in the courtyard, there is a small church.

"That's where the bells come from!" he exclaimed.

Wen Jianyan snapped her fingers and winked at him approvingly:

"Bingo."

As an atheist with no belief, it is easy for them to ignore the strong religious atmosphere in every detail of the copy of Peace Sanatorium.

There are no items above ordinary level in the dean's room, and there is no clue of key "sex" in the data room.

All this is explained.

That is to say, the core element of this copy is not the common "human experiment", so the field closest to the core of the copy is not here.

And in court.

chapel.

"It's where we're going." Wen Jianyan said solemnly.

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