Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

[15/50]

[The will check is successful.After a firm belief, your self-awareness has been strengthened, and that distant call from an unknown source has not affected your sane mind this time. 】

[The upper limit of will is 2, and the current remaining value is 52 points. 】

The neutral mechanical sound of the dice had dissipated invisible, but Riya held his forehead and did not put away the panel for a long time.

If it was the previous few times, I might feel lucky: I didn’t suddenly fall into a coma uncontrollably, and the recovery of the will means that [Turn disaster into blessing] has one more chance to use it again, which is very good as a key hole card.

But when she was ready to fail, she didn't seem to be very happy...

And the new plot fragments obtained are better than nothing. In the scene in the third fragment, Takagi Tsubasa from the first search lesson and a little boy talk to each other through the top panel in the elevator—it’s you again, Kudo-kun.

Even if you comfort yourself that there is still plenty of time until November, the irritability of having your plans disrupted is still inevitable.

After taking some time to sort out her mood, Riya suddenly got up, installed the disposable phone card that she just collected yesterday, and was ready to contact Shirley.

It is the most useless practice to immerse yourself in negative emotions, it is better to continue to promote the original plan.

What's more, after the [Disguise] skill has been improved, it has now reached a high value of 54, but this level of disguise is enough to meet Shirley.

While running, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. Miyano Shiho gritted his teeth and continued to speed up. After getting out of the elevator, he ran over in one breath, and finally arrived at the back door before the appointed time limit.

And the young woman wearing a thin black long trench coat, an off-the-shoulder top and a short skirt of the same color seemed to have been waiting there early. Seeing her appear at this moment, she was looking away from her surroundings.

Barely calming down her breathing, the tea-haired girl hastily explained: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to come here suddenly. Today's experiment has just reached a critical stage..."

The indifferent gaze just stayed silently for a while, and she already felt a strong sense of oppression without sound. Fortunately, before she couldn't help but bite the bullet and break the silence, that gaze moved away to one side.

"Let's go." In fact, he was just in a bad mood and had no intention of entanglement, and Riya went straight to the point.

Taking a deep breath, in order to relieve his nervousness, Miyano Shiho led her up the steps while explaining in a low voice: "This is an electronic gate under the monitoring of the intelligent system, so we can rely on authority directly without going through security. go in."

She signaled the woman to put her palm on the identification screen, and she herself used her ID card to swipe through the access control. After two pass prompts sounded, the two entered the building smoothly.

In addition to avoiding security personnel, the reason for choosing the back door is that there is a hidden elevator directly to the underground.

"Don't worry about that," Miyano Shiho took the initiative to explain, noticing that the other party glanced at the camera on the top of the elevator from time to time, "The laboratory is under his supervision just like the other bases of the organization... I guarantee you have been here It won't leak out."

Who is he?

Liya immediately thought of organizing the BOSS, but soon realized that it is impossible for human beings to manage many scattered bases at the same time; and Miyano Shiho mentioned "him" with a special sense of intimacy.

"Do you usually call him that casually?"

She calmed down, and made her tone appear casual: "I thought a little girl of your age would come up with a more interesting nickname."

The brown-haired girl was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a little embarrassed.

"...I understand that artificial intelligence does not have a real gender, but since a male voice source is used, maybe he, its self-cognition will be more male... After all, he has never refused me to call it that."

Artificial intelligence for organizations?

——Wait, it is clear that the evaluation on the panel at Hiroki Sawada was still "something ahead of the world"; but from Shirley's tone, the organization has already developed artificial intelligence and put it into use for many years.

If it is a real artificial intelligence, it can do more than replace part of manual management.After the advent of the information age, it is an exaggeration to say that it rules the world, but rapid expansion is not difficult at all... If this is the case, the scale of the organization should be far beyond imagination.

As the boss of the organization, it is impossible for anyone to ignore the great value of an artificial intelligence, but as far as the current situation is concerned, even the undercover agents of all parties are still active in the organization... Why is that?

Before she had time to think about it, the tea-haired girl leading the way passed the corner first, and Riya hurriedly followed. A few seconds later, a gentle male bass sounded with the texture of electricity: "Please show the authority of the two code members."

Slightly different from before, this time Riya and Shirley stood on the screen together and waited for a few seconds before hearing the prompt "Authorization verification successful, Miss Ania, Miss Miyano, please enter".

There are even social honorifics, if it is not for the unique texture of electronic sounds, it is almost the same as a real person.

The alloy door slowly closed behind him, and Riya looked around under the self-lit light, and found that compared with the high-tech door, the interior layout of this small room was old.

That’s right, it’s ancient—except for a desktop computer that’s turned off, and some test tubes and refrigerators with unknown meanings, the most conspicuous thing is the paper documents on the bookshelf in the corner.

Seeming to be quite familiar with this place, Miyano Shiho looked directly at the bookshelf through the test tube rack and the refrigerator, stayed for a while, and introduced in a slightly low tone: "Only the paper materials and data are left on the bookshelf, and the ones stored in the computer are Where do you want to look at some of the experimental data from that year?"

"Paper documents," those documents seemed to be as many as a few books, Riya chose to go to the bookshelf without hesitation, and at the same time did not forget the words she used to cover up at the beginning, "Now tell me about the progress of your experiment Bar."

"Okay." Having expected this, the brown-haired girl just paused for a moment, and introduced smoothly, "After getting the information..."

And Riya has already devoted herself to reading.

The first and second folders were data records, and she flicked through them before quickly opening the third, which appeared to be scattered pages from a notebook.

After several pages of letter-filled sketches of ideas, I finally found readable text.

It seems to be a researcher's experiment diary, with continuous dates and short text——

[14 and 34-37 died. ]

[Nos. 56-98 die. ]

……

[After discussing the new experiment, the leader said to reduce the injection dose.That's right, if the raw materials can't hold on like this, we can't bear the responsibility at that time. ]

……

[Day 36, the seventh batch of experimenters died. ]

The continuous, large-scale death records made Riya's originally careless eyes condense... From what I have seen so far, each batch of experimental subjects has far exceeded a hundred.And judging by the quantifiers used by the recorders, these experimenters were all human.

No test subject survived for three days, such a high death rate, what kind of experiment is it... and how did it hide it from the outside world?

"...The remade APTX4869, the current mouse experiment results show that it is 100% dead...But the BOSS thinks that the replication is basically successful..." Miyano Shiho's voice continued in a low voice.

Feeling a little restless, there was a slight crisp sound when the pages were turned, until when a certain page was turned, Riya's fingers suddenly paused, and then turned back again.

[Successful?No, I still need to observe it for the time being... Hahaha, no matter what, this inexplicable experimental project is finally coming to an end, I hope I can have a long vacation...]

What does it mean to be successful?Riya hurriedly looked down, but found that there was only blank space under the paper.

The paper quality of the subsequent pages obviously changed, and the new handwriting started a new record.

Seeing her movements, she almost guessed the content. The brown-haired girl stared blankly at the ground, and almost mechanically repeated the words in her mind: "...someone proposed human experimentation, but I don't think it's time to proceed to the next stage. ..."

This time, the recorder was even less talkative than before. Some of the experimental inspirations that seemed to be written randomly were full of abbreviations and scribbled strokes, making it extremely difficult to distinguish.

It wasn't until the end that Riya found a line of Japanese text among a bunch of professional English terms with unclear meanings, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

[This child is called Ania, which means the girl favored by God. I hope she can really live, but we are ready to fail. ]

...This is the source of Ania's code name?

"Is all the rest of the paper materials here?" With the last folder in his hand closed, Riya calmly interrupted Shirley's narration that was getting lower and slower.

The brown-haired girl nodded quickly without making a sound.

The dice landed on the ground, and after a quick glance at the value that emerged, Riya nodded back at her: "Turn on the computer."

"Speaking of which, you are really bold," Seeing the brown-haired girl walking towards the computer quickly and skillfully turning it on, she put her hands in her pockets and followed closely. After sitting down in front of the computer, she finally asked softly. Out of my own doubts, "Just come here together like this, aren't you afraid of provoking me?"

Even her request to read the original experimental data was just a temptation, and she planned to forcefully hypnotize her to achieve her goal after being rejected... But Shirley behaved as if she had heard a request that couldn't be easier.

Anyway, she planned to get the information and let her blur the information about herself in her memory. Even if the other party became suspicious at this moment, it would have no effect.

The tea-haired girl showed a puzzled expression as she expected, but what she said was beyond all of Riya's imagination: "Isn't it you who gave me the information last year?"

"Here," Miyano Shiho hurriedly pointed to one of the folders, as if surprised by her instantly gloomy face, "You suddenly recorded a video and left it here."

"A video?"

After repeating it lightly, Liya followed her pointing gaze and landed on the folder.

It was close to midnight that the apartment welcomed its returning owner again.

Even though he was absent-minded, Liya still took the lead in disposing of today's clothes-packing and throwing them at the bottom of the closet, and throwing them away together when disposing of old clothes.

This phone card can also be discarded. After today, you can report to your boss that the initial communication is effective and let him arrange the next move... Even if you really need to contact Shirley, you have already written down her contact information, and then you can use anonymous mailboxes and public phone booths. enough.

Then it was brought out secretly. The only piece of paper that mentioned Ania in the pile of documents was also quickly reduced to a pile of ordinary ashes in the flames, and was completely wiped away with the sound of running water.

After doing all this, she went back to the bedroom.However, under the heavy preoccupation, he didn't feel sleepy, so he simply opened the window to blow the cold wind and stared at the phone in a daze.

At the top of the memo, the latest record is a string of numbers similar to mailbox numbers - "#969#6261".

This mailbox number is also one of the gains tonight: the way to directly contact the organization boss is already in her hands.

Slightly closing his eyes, the voice that had been heard a while ago, with exactly the same tone as hers, but with a calm to indifferent voice seemed to reverberate in his ears again.

"Now that you have seen this video, it shows that things are going on as expected. This is worthy of our little celebration... But it is not time to take it lightly. Only by sticking to yourself and your heart can you become the final winner."

"...I think you have also discovered that all accidents can be traced, thanks to the silver key 1541, which has always been a reliable partner...Although it can guide the direction, don't forget that it is you who really makes the decision. "

"The organization may make people a little nervous, but we have made preparations in advance. Belmode is a reliable but untrustworthy ally. She will help you a lot..."

"...Finally, maybe you're wondering what we're doing all this for. If saving the world sounds like a joke, Belmode's words are a good answer."

"We can be both of God and the devil. Since we're trying to raise the dead against the stream of time."

The phone continued to vibrate, even though she was very sleepy, Riya was finally awakened from her dream reluctantly.

She closed her eyes and connected, and she realized that her throat was throbbing with dryness and pain when she spoke: "...here, ahem, it's Qianjing."

There was a sudden silence on the other side for a few seconds.

"...Are you sick?" Immediately after, the magnetic voice sounded a little higher unconsciously.

The familiar voice immediately woke her up completely, and she sat up and looked at the phone screen.

Very good, very familiar number.

—and the time approaching noon.