Chapter 2711

They walked through a square which was isolated by barbed wire and looked like a transparent labyrinth. In the square, many patients in blue striped suits were basking in the sun. All patients were wearing metal rings on their wrists, ankles and necks, and many sensor patches were pasted on their heads to output their brain wave data all the time.

The vast majority of patients are quite calm, bathed in the warm sun, quietly overlooking the nearly black ocean.

There are also a small number of patients with deep sunken eyes, red and swollen eyes, chattering on and on, looking at others with good intentions - most of these patients are isolated by barbed wire, enjoying the treatment of a single room.

Seeing Li Yao and long Yangjun passing through the middle passage of the transparent labyrinth, some patients remained unmoved and continued to watch the sea quietly. Some patients vaguely said something to them. Some patients even scratched on the barbed wire like beasts and gave them weird laughter and low howls.

They are like passing through a dilapidated zoo with two cages full of hungry beasts for three days and three nights.

"Are these the saints?"

Li Yao asked long Yangjun in a low voice.

"No, they are all ordinary mental patients."

Long Yangjun said with a smile, "but the mental patients who will be sent to President Zhuge are not" ordinary ". Most of them are vicious murderers, heinous maniacs and inhuman beasts. Their crimes are not just killing people - at least killing hundreds of serial murderers in one breath, They are real scum, complete scum, demons in human skin, deformed children and apes in human nature. In short, you don't have to have any psychological burden, If you had seen the files recording their numerous crimes, you would have treated them ten times more cruelly than premier Zhuge.

"Then again, sometimes I really like these mental patients - normal people are restricted by society and morality, and often hide or even distort their true side. Practitioners have the morality of practitioners, and practitioners of immortals have the morality of practitioners. All people wear a mask on their hearts and spirits, but the patterns on the mask are slightly different.

"Only these mental patients, who have been eroded by extraterritorial demons and liberated their innermost hearts, can bloom without reservation and show the purest and most original side of human beings. If 'Cultivation of truth' is to find the true self, these guys may have found their own 'truth' for a long time.

"Do you believe that the solar storm set off by Wu Yingqi ravaged the whole polar world, and most of the places on the Celestial Star were affected. But here in the Third Research Institute, both mental patients and doctors were least affected. Many of the most serious patients, that is, they were directly exposed to the" brainwashing light wave ", were not at all different.

"People who have died once will not die again. Collapsed buildings can not collapse again. Patients with complete mental breakdown may not be brainwashed again, right?

"The biggest feature of the Third Research Institute is to put such mental patients and sanhedrins together for comparative study. We often say that sanhedrins are a group of inhuman lunatics, but it is difficult to study them directly. Then, find another group of relatively easy to study, inhuman lunatics, and put the two groups together to study their extremely subtle similarities and differences, To explore the mysteries of shengmeng people through such a reference as "mental patients" is the method of President Zhuge. "

Under the guidance of long Yangjun, Li Yao finally met Zhuge Jinglun, a spiritual expert who lived in seclusion on an isolated island.

Zhuge Jinglun is quite in line with the image of "research madman" in his imagination. His hair is as messy as a bird's nest, which is worse than that of Li Yao. His dirty white coat is covered with all kinds of suspicious stains and liquids. I don't know that he hasn't washed his face for several days, and every fold on his face is covered with black dirt, There are at least three or four pens with different colors behind two ears. When they laugh, their mouths crack to the roots of their ears, which is no different from those outside.

He is the most typical researcher who "doesn't hear outside the window". No matter how the situation outside changes, who is the leader above, or even the grand ceremony that rocked the whole star yesterday, he has nothing to do with it.

The name of "king of black wind, vulture Li Yao" is popular in the whole empire. But when long Yangjun introduced Li Yao to him, he just said "king of black wind" and rubbed his hands. He didn't know what to say.

He and long Yangjun are still a little warm. Maybe it's because long Yangjun sent him a steady stream of research funds and "samples" after he took charge of the demon hunting Association for the second time. As soon as he saw long Yangjun, he brightened his eyes and simply put Li Yao, the "black wind King", aside: "President of the East, you've come just in time, We have just completed the improvement of the latest version of "Lingtu test", and the accuracy rate has increased by more than 2.5% compared with the old version. Would you like to have a look? "

It was quite like a big boy who invented a new game.

"The new generation of 'Psychic test', of course, depends on it."

Long Yangjun gave a dry cough and glanced at Li Yao. He was a little embarrassed and said, "however, Premier Zhuge, I told you last time that" Dongfang Mingyue "was my false name for breaking into the rebels. My real name is long Yangjun. You'd better call me" Chairman long ".

"OK, President Dongfang, long Yangjun, right? I remember president Dongfang."

Zhuge Jinglun was so excited that he rubbed his hands. "This way, please, chairman of the East, and the black wind king!"

Li Yao and long Yangjun look at each other and follow Zhuge Jinglun into the underground three floors, "Lingtu test area".

The saints are bound by "the way of the supreme good", and they have no seven emotions and six desires. But in order to infiltrate the Empire, they lurk and move in the normal society, but they can simulate the vivid emotions.

The "psychic test" is a means to identify "real emotion" and "virtual emotion" in the field of spiritual research, and it can also be said that it is the last line of defense for the Empire to defend the penetration of the secret agents of the holy alliance.

For hundreds of years, the saints have improved their emotional simulation technology again and again, and successfully cheated generations of psychic tests.

The imperialists also constantly upgraded the method and content of the psychic test, striving to be more sensitive, more complex, and more accurate, and to find out the holy alliance people hidden in the normal people through extremely subtle differences.

This is "the devil is one foot high, the road is one foot high".

Zhuge Jinglun takes Li Yao and long Yangjun to a one-way transparent floor mirror. Inside the mirror is a narrow test room, with researchers and testers sitting on both sides of a wide metal table.

The researcher is a gentle, smiling young man who makes people feel good at first sight.

However, the tester was a middle-aged man with a bad nose and a beer belly. His eyes were fierce and he was not good at it.

The researchers concentrate on tapping the microbrain, and from time to time they look up and grin at the tester, showing that they are well-trained and full of human feelings.

However, the tester was firmly tied to the seat by flexible metal strips, with an anxious and restless look. From time to time, the deep sunken eyes of the tester showed a wild animal like luster, and the deep throat also made a "grunt" sound.

The metal table between them turned out to be a huge flat light curtain, flowing with colorful abstract patterns like a whirlpool, changing all the time, showing an extremely gorgeous and ever-changing posture.

The colorful light and shadow projected on the researchers and testers, as well as the surrounding cold walls and snow-white ceiling, reflected the small test room into the mental patient's brain room.

This colorful light and shadow is the so-called "spiritual map".

"I'm sorry, I can't cancel these... Messy spots."

The researcher finally knocked the last Rune on the microbrain, rubbed his neck and gave the tester an apologetic smile. "Don't shake your eyes. Tell me, what do you think they look like and what do they look like?"

"What the hell does that mean?"

The tester is like a beast trapped in a trap. He shrinks his neck and says with vigilance, "has the test started? It's part of the test. I have to say it, eh?"

"No, no, no, don't be nervous. Relax. Relax. It's just --"

The researcher said, "it's just a routine test. You know, this is the best sanatorium in the whole empire. You're lucky that the crimes you committed could not have been transferred here. But we have to make sure that you don't cause harm to others, so

"You see, I don't know what these light spots and patterns are. They are all made by the people on them. Maybe the only purpose is to prove that they are very smart. My job is to sit here every day, face all kinds of people, turn on the switch and ask you some questions. Then you go to enjoy the sunshine and the sea, and I come home from work, That's it. It's routine, so let's solve it quickly and go our own way, OK? Relax, take a deep breath, relax and start answering formally, OK? "

The tester grunted again and nodded reluctantly.

The researcher smiles and opens a miniature magic weapon on the table. It looks like a mixture of magnifying glass and aiming glass. Through it, we can clearly see the rapid trembling eyeball of the tester, the blood on the eyeball and the reflection in the pupil.

"What is this, what the hell is this!"

The tester was nervous again.

"Relax, relax, it's just a little tool that doesn't matter. I've been sitting in this room for three years and never cared about what it is. Forget it. Let's start, OK?"

The researcher cleared his throat and said, "first question, imagine that you accidentally raise your arm and find a green wasp stinging on the back of your hand. What would you do?"