Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

The footsteps outside the door did not restrain, and the people in the room could easily tell that the number of people coming and going outside was not a small number, at least twenty or thirty, as long as half of the people inside were injured, had guns and weapons, and had no serious identity There is only one dead end for the three people who proved it.

Ting Tian didn't mention a word about the investigator, and led the person who needed her health check back to the clinic, closing the door behind her.

The young man looked at the pungent and spicy hot pot on the table, and tilted his head: "Why are you hiding? Aren't you humans the most cohesive race? 'Help anyone who needs it'. This is what you have the highest right to." Long maxim, isn't it."

Matsumoto Jiro came out from the shadows: "It's like you are not human, and there is that outrageous motto...Miss Tingtian, what is going on with this person?"

The female doctor with an ordinary face took her own memo and began to prepare for the examination: "Second second disease, it is a common delusion that puts an inhuman identity on oneself. As for the director, um, he has always been very approachable. It is also very his style to say this kind of thing, except for not letting me leave here, he will get what I need, he can be regarded as a first-class boss.”

"By the way, you won't be discovered if you communicate with him," Ting Tian thought of something, and said to the hiding place of the others, "The director won't listen to anything this guy says, and he won't take the initiative to talk to the director. , the compatibility between the two is very poor."

The young man behaved unexpectedly: "Relationship... There is no such term on my attribute list."

Victor and Anna also came out. In order not to scare the young people who ran away before, Anna put on a mask for herself in advance.

"If it is somewhere else where someone claims that he is not human, he is 100% secondary disease, but this kind of place," Matsumoto Jiro walked to the opposite side of the young man, stared at Ting Tian's inexplicable eyes and said to him, "If you are not human, you And who, why are you working here for the Institute?"

Youth: "I am the Yisi who hunted down the remnants of the Dorph galaxy. My name cannot be said directly. You can call me 'Ayal'. The body in front of you is not my real body. I am tens of thousands of light years away. I replaced my consciousness with this body, so I can talk to you here, not work, but being kidnapped by you humans.”

[Anna & Matsumoto Jiro: Fuck (a kind of slime), they are hackers again. ]

[kp: I like the way their race survives. ]

[kp: Matsumoto Jiro Psychology 50 automatic failure]

[kp: Ana Psychology 10 automatically fails]

[Matsumoto Jiro:? ]

[kp: This is his inherent skill. ]

[Jiro Matsumoto: What about anthropology? ]

[kp: Haha, are you kidding me? ]

As if to support Ayal's statement, Ayal's expressions, movements, and subtle body reactions do not exist, which is even more fake than a mannequin.

Ting Tian rolled her eyes at him: "Yes, alien, please stretch out your hand, I'm here to measure the alien's blood pressure."

Ayal stretched out his hand obediently.

Ting Tian is a staunch materialist fighter, and she is also a rare starry sky owner, aliens, space saucers, Stonehenge... She doesn't believe a word of these deeds, let alone Ayal's words.

The three of them watched Ting Tian and Ayal check one by one and be checked one by one. They were proficient and smooth. It was not the first time they saw it.

Victor, who couldn't bear his temper, couldn't help but look in the direction of the door: "Password, don't you want to see it?"

"No rush," Ting Tian said with steady hands, "They're moving a lot of things, and it takes a lot of time to get in and out. I'll take care of him and return him to the director. You can pass by the door and look at it openly."

Matsumoto Jiro and Anna sat down around Ayal.

"Just treat you as an alien." Jiro Matsumoto, who had seen a lot of chuunibha, stroked his hair with ease, "Why did the director here kidnap you?"

"He needs me to train a helper," Ayal blinked, "He is very smart, a very smart existence among humans and non-humans, he can fully understand the principles of the consciousness extraction machine I made, and he can also operate it machines, but other people are not so smart and need guidance, and he doesn't want to teach himself, so let me teach the people he brings."

Anna seized the loophole: "Didn't the director completely ignore what Ting Tian said to you before, so that you can also teach other people to use that machine?"

"No words are needed, they just need to watch." Ayal switched hands under Ting Tian's urging, "When I exchanged consciousness with this body, I was in a very poor state. This snow mountain is enough to threaten my existence. , In order to be rescued, I made a deal with him, and he provided me with the needs of life-sustaining activities, and I will not refuse any of his knowledge-seeking behaviors."

"Including teaching others?" Matsumoto Jiro asked.

"Including." Ayal replied.

Matsumoto Jiro and Anna simultaneously showed horrific and sympathetic eyes.

[Matsumoto Jiro: This kid, he was deceived so badly. ]

[Anna: She is the first capitalist in Forbes to burst into tears when she sees it, feeling that people’s hearts are dangerous. ]

It's called teaching, but it's actually squeezing the labor force. As long as the director doesn't stop and there is one underling who hasn't learned well, Ayal will continue to "teach" here.

Diya crossed her legs and sat on the container, watching the researchers come and go, moving the goods as diligently as ants, enjoying herself.

"Director," the black-haired female doctor called him from the side of the container, "the inspection is over, there is no abnormality."

"Oh, thank you." Diya jumped off the container and took Ayal from Tingtian.

Ting Tian seemed to inquire unintentionally: "It's getting late today, is it going to be all night?"

"How could it be?" Dia curled his lips, "We are a healthy company, overtime is prohibited, we have to get up early tomorrow, and we will go back in an hour at the latest."

Calculating the time, it is now 07:30 in the evening, and one hour later it will be 08:30, just in time for Ting Tian and the others to run away.

Ting Tian talked nonsense with Dia again before going back to the clinic.

PM8:30.

Dia finished today's journey of seeking knowledge and left the bottom floor contentedly. Before leaving, she said hello to the female doctor who was very friendly to him today.

Dia: What a beautiful day today.

PM8:35.

The three of them plus Ting Tian stood in front of the cipher machine at the door.

Ting Tian: "The password is '2333'."

Anna: "..."

Matsumoto Jiro: "Seriously? What are the consequences of entering the wrong password in this place? You should know it without me telling you, right?"

Ting Tian glared at him: "I'm not joking, I watched them open the door with my own eyes, there can be no mistake!"

Seeing Ting Tian's vow, although Anna was still a little uneasy, she stepped forward and pressed the password.

It is a simple number, three of which are repeated, and the memory difficulty is second only to "0000".

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The door opened quickly, without the sensational operation of deliberately lowering the elevator slowly, and the last door from the core of the entire research institute opened effortlessly, even a bit of a joke.

Anna exchanged glances with Jiro Matsumoto and Victor, and the three of them entered, while Ting Tian looked out.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The bitter and sticky smell lingers in the room, and mountains of empty boxes occupy the originally empty space. In the center of the destination, is the goal of their trip—silver-white seats, helmets interwoven with layers of pipes, Faint blue sparks flowed erratically in those pipes.

"It just looks like a chair with a weird shape," Victor was stunned, and took a closer look. "I thought it would be bigger and more sci-fi..."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"Uh!!!" The Russian suddenly covered his mouth, suppressing the sudden nausea in his stomach, the blue pupils shrank suddenly, and the whole eyeball was so wide that it almost fell out of the eye socket.

Jiro Matsumoto frowned and didn't get close to the "chair", but pulled Victor to his side: "Hey, are you okay, have you eaten your stomach?"

"&%#@[email protected]..." Victor let go of his hand, but he spit out words that no one could understand, and he was at a loss.

Matsumoto Jiro turned to Anna and said, "There is something wrong with that chair."

"Well, I see."

Anna let out a breath, adjusted her mentality, and walked towards the "chair" at her most comfortable pace.

[kp: Anna inspiration 701D100=99 big failure]

[kp: ...that's great. ]

The structure of the silver-white "chair" does not conform to the mechanics of the human body, but it is clear to the naked eye that it is not comfortable to sit on, and the helmet is entwined with dense pipes. I don't know what will come out of the pipes or be sucked away by the pipes. The whole design is absurd and irrational.

Anna was dizzy from seeing it, but at least she didn't lose her language function like Victor did.

"Are you going to destroy this?" Ayal stepped out from behind a pile of boxes, "It doesn't make sense."

"Why are you here?" Matsumoto Jiro blocked Victor from behind, "Are you going to stop us from destroying that machine? Did you do something to make Victor look like this?"

"I've been here, I won't stop you, I'm just stating the facts, as for him," Ayal looked back at Victor, "His language center is overloaded, and when he digests that part of the 'information' he will back to normal."

"Since you don't want to be hostile to us, please leave, or do you want me to send you away in another way?" Anna had the same unkind expression towards Ayal, and her killing intent was swaying in the fishy smell.

The director is the center of evil, and Ayal is the amplifier of evil.

Anna would not feel any guilt for killing them.

"Savage human beings," Ayal didn't say much, "My machine is very fragile, and violence can make it useless, but it's meaningless."

After finishing speaking, Ayal disappeared into the air again, and the five gold rings on his limbs and neck were dim.

[kp: Anna power 751D100=80 failed]

[kp: Matsumoto Jiro power 851D100=88 failed]

[kp: Victor power 701D100=45 success]

[kp: ...As expected of you. ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: Let’s treat Victor better in the future. ]

[Anna: +1. ]

Under the joint efforts of three people (mainly Victor) the strangely designed chair was dismantled to pieces and could not be put together again. Just snap it in half.

The chair is like a fallen willow after a storm, and no one can see its original appearance from the fragments on the ground.

"This, is it over?" Anna's tone was unreal.

Jiro Matsumoto took out the alcohol he had borrowed from Ting Tian, ​​and poured it on the pile of chair wreckage: "If you are worried, burn it."

Alcohol soaked the ground, Jiro Matsumoto stooped to light a fire, and watched the pile of silver shells carbonize and melt under the high temperature...

Ting Tian sat on the suitcase outside the laboratory.

There are quite a few things that belong to her in the clinic, but most of them were bought for her by the director. She didn't know what the consequences would be if she brought them, so she only packed her own luggage when she came.

In all fairness, the director is already a very good employer. She has a lot of money and everything she needs, but...

"Yo, have you been waiting for a long time?" Anna walked out of the laboratory, her steps were lighter than before.

Ting Tian: "No, let's go."

Compared with a high salary without freedom, she still prefers to breathe fresh air outside.

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The author has something to say:

感谢在2022-08-0823:57:02~2022-08-0923:59:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 thank you;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!