Welcome to the Nightmare Live

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 dazzling yellow hair of the other party 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, stuffed 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 Huang Mao handed to her.

Here records a series of experiments conducted on the treatment method with "resection of the frontal lobe" as the main surgical method. Obviously, the patients who "voluntarily" participate in such experiments are all patients in the Ping An Sanitarium.

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

At this moment, Luce also ran over from not far away: "Have you found the 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 data rooms, the documents around here should all be related to the experimental records. I will start from this side, and you start from there, how about it? "

"it is good."

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's shoulder: "Good job."

Sure enough, if the core goal is to find someone or to explore and decrypt, there is indeed a great advantage in the dungeon with a teammate with a talent for vision.

Huang Mao "hehe" laughed twice, raised his hand and touched the back of his head subconsciously, 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 possible clues, the specific operation is the same. This is his specialty and the bargaining chip he relies on for survival. Thanks to this useful talent, he can struggle Barely survived until now.

But don't know why...

The way he looks now is much more than what made him happier before.

No matter which team he was in before, Huang Mao would do his best to prove that he was useful - if he was not useful, he would be left behind, and he did not want to die.

However, it is not known since when, the reason for his use of talent has changed.

From the fear of being left behind...

Turned into a genuine desire to help.

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

Huang Mao raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's profile.

The young man in front of him lowered his eyes, lowered his head solemnly and looked for something on the iron frame, his side face was half hidden in the shadow cast by the frame, and he looked extraordinarily focused.

"..."

He couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Before this dungeon, Huang Mao was still indecisive due to cowardice. He did not dare to take the initiative to leave his current organization, but he still yearned for the unestablished guild mentioned by Wen Jianyan, but now...

Huang Mao suddenly felt that even if he wanted to offend that organization, it shouldn't matter.

This guy should be the same as before, even if the blood is dripping from the palm of his hand, he will drag his teammate's drowsy body and bring him to a safe area.

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

"nothing to do?"

Wen Jian said ruthlessly, "then look for clues elsewhere, and call me when you find it."

Yellow Hair: "..."

You bring my touch back!

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

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Hahahahaha, laugh to death, is it an illusion? I seem to see a broken boy's heart."

"Go ahead, Huang Mao! Recognize this guy's oppressive nature as soon as possible!"

"Booming in a trance, Huang Mao: I'm a ruthless telescope from today on."

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

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

Although these experimental data are also not marked with any date, they seem to be arranged in chronological order. In some experimental data with low risk and harm, the names of some patients will appear repeatedly, while in some dangerous experimental data After a very high or fatal experiment, the patient's name will disappear 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.

Even so, none of these experiments went beyond the "real" category.

From the perspective of modern people, these experiments are dangerous and irresponsible, but it cannot be denied that all these methods have actually 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. Compared with the cruelty made by humans, 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.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes thoughtfully, and stuffed the materials she had just read in her hand back on the shelf.

At this moment, Luce on the other end of the shelf suddenly said, "Hey, look, is this the doctor who took you away before?"

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

On one of the lists of doctors who treated the surgery, there was a familiar name.

Dr.A.Reese

Wen Jianyan nodded: "Yes."

The card he stole also had that name written on it.

Including some of the operations that I had turned to before, I also saw the signature of the other party-it seems that although Dr. Reese looks very young, his qualifications in the Ping An Nursing Home are very old, starting from the end of Wen Jianyan's responsibility , and then to the very end of Luce's responsibility, the other party's name appeared.

Luce sighed: "Unfortunately, I also expected his full name to be in these records."

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 mid-air.

Speaking of which, when the system determined that every previous task related to the real name of a high-risk patient was completed, what he learned was the other's "first name", not "last name".

And in all these experimental records, all the patients' names are referred to by abbreviations, only the surnames are not abbreviated...

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes slightly.

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

Edward, initial E.

Nair Lore, initials N and L.

Mars, initial M.

Through these initials, and in the previous confrontation, he knew about these people——

Edward is schizophrenic and delusional.

Nair Lore has multiple personalities.

Mars is anti-social and violent.

Based on these, Wen Jianyan quickly narrowed down the area in the data he had turned over before, 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 silent.

Obviously, like Dr.A.Reese, these names have been used throughout the history of Heian Sanatorium's treatment.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Worthy..."

"Although there are quite a few anchors in the reference room, this is the first time I have seen someone who can systematically sort out the experimental and surgical records of those high-risk patients..."

"After all, these high-risk ones are too dangerous. Basically, they will die if they meet them. Few people can touch them one by one like the anchor, and they can 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 you find the data room, it's useless."

"Wow, I'm already 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", and each of them was extremely cruel, even if the person who entered the Ping An Sanatorium was a normal person, after experiencing such a After a lot of "treatment", it is estimated that it is almost crazy.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, curled his knuckles and tapped his knees, which had been bent from half-squatting, with a thoughtful look on his face.

At this moment, Su Cheng's call came from a distance: "There is something here that I think you should take a look at!"

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

The shelf where Su Cheng is located is at 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 casually took out a document from the shelf and flipped through it, with a surprised look on his face:

"This is……"

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

He scratched his hair, with a hesitant look on his face: "However, I don't know what these represent, but I always feel that these things don't fit in here, you may find some clues... perhaps."

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes, looked at the shelf in front of her, and said:

"It's not entirely out of place."

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

"The peace we are in now has a strong connection to Catholicism, 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 similar to the Catholicism of the last century. The correlation is strong.

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

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

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

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

Soon, the group turned over the entire data room. Since there is no timeline, it is difficult to organize most of the valuable information, like broken beads scattered all over the place, and it is difficult to find a suitable logic chain. Stringing them all together, several vague guesses appeared in Wen Jianyan's mind, but most of these guesses did not have enough reliable basis, and there was no way to completely explain all the doubts clearly.

He pondered for a few seconds and said, "Let's go, let's go to the dean's room to see."

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

As expected, the dean's room was empty.

There are desks and bookcases in the huge room, half of which 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 dean 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 grid in the bookcase, opened the hidden grid, and a cross appeared in front of him.

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

They are all ordinary hidden props, which cannot be brought to the next instance to become props, but can only improve 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 core of the dean's room in the entire Ping An Sanatorium. There is not even a difficult-level item in it, which blinded the serious discussion they had just had about "how to allocate items".

"Better than nothing."

Wen Jianyan shrugged and put the cross in his pocket.

Luce smiled bitterly: "Yes."

At this moment, 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, everyone involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed their tense nerves a little.

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

Although this does not mean that there will be no new dangers 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 at any time.

"call……"

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

The next words got stuck in his throat.

I saw the young man in front of him suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air, as if he was struck by lightning, and stood there dumbfounded, his amber eyes slightly widened, and he looked a little dazed.

"Hey," Su Cheng, who was beside him, also noticed Wen Jianyan's strangeness. He frowned, raised his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "What's wrong?"

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

He suddenly looked at Su Cheng in front of him: "I see!"

Su Cheng: "???"

ah?

what do you know?

"I know why there isn't even a difficult-level item in the Dean's room," Wen Jianyan's eyes lit up, and he kept saying in one breath, "We always thought this was the core of the entire dungeon, after all, there is a Dean here. Room and reference room, logically speaking, this should be the place closest to the core secret of the entire dungeon, right?"

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

Of course.

For instance, the dungeon of a hospital mental hospital, the exploration value of different areas is completely different. The area that can only be accessed by people with high authority, such as the data room of the director's office, must be the most precious and the most valuable of exploration, and the probability is also the whole. The core area of ​​the copy.

Wen Jianyan thought so at the beginning.

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 also 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 the sky: "We all know that the sound of the bell marks the alternation of the world inside and outside, but have you ever wondered where the sound of the bell came from?"

Several people were stunned.

Since entering this dungeon, the bell has always existed, and they have always regarded it as a part of the dungeon mechanism, like the bell for the get out of class, and they have never thought deeply about the question just raised by Wen Jianyan.

... where did it come from?

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

"I remember you told me before that those who die in the inner world will also die in the outer world, and the carers will transport their bodies to the atrium."

"Do you remember, what's in the atrium?"

Like Wen Jianyan just now, Su Cheng 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 atrium like two wings - and in the atrium, there is a chapel.

"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 faith, 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 a lack of key clues in the data room.

It's all explained.

In other words, the core element in this copy is not the common "human experiment", so the place closest to the core of the copy is not here.

And in the atrium.

chapel.

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