Chapter 279

This special item recorder is different from the old recorder in front of it. It randomly adds some embarrassing things to the audio file.

Before recording, the staff has transferred the previous audio files in the recorder to the mobile hard disk for safekeeping, so as to ensure that there will be no previous audio files in the recorder.

KMON's fingers touched the recording pen, and with just a touch, the wonderful feeling came up.

This recording pen, it seems that there is an ominous smell, which makes people feel a little uneasy.

Even Clement felt uneasy, which did not seem to bode well.

It didn't have this ominous smell when it wasn't recorded before.

"You go out for a minute. This one needs to be reevaluated." KMON waved away the inexperienced staff.

To fight against secret information, we need special people to choose. For example, the bandage man is not only a highly intelligent person, but also has access to more secret information than ordinary people. He is resistant to this kind of thing.

The two accompanying staff members were originally doing chores. They looked at each other and were at a loss. They nodded and walked out of the room only when the command from the superior came from the earphone.

After a while, bandage man, director Wu and director Lei entered the room at the same time.

The three look a little serious, as if to realize that things are not very good, this recording pen may have recorded a dangerous personal embarrassment that has not been recorded in 10000 times.

"Here, feel it, too." Kemon pushed the pen out. He has not played the recording yet. Let's have a new understanding of it.

The bandage man first held the recorder, looked at the dim white aperture, and frowned.

Director Wu and director Lei on one side took out lingguo and ate them slowly.

Now there are many psychic effects in the Bureau. Many people have broken through the original full psychic value and can hear a lot of secret information.

But relatively, the more you know, the more risk you will have. Unless you have rational goods nearby, it is difficult to keep your heart.

Director Wu and director are ready to try something.

Kemon himself will not let them listen if there is any danger. Since he chooses to let them feel it, the extra recording in the recorder should be within the scope of their acceptance.

One minute later, the bandage man handed the tape recorder to Director Wu to let him feel it.

Then bandage man and kemon communicate, "this thing, seems to record very dangerous information, ah, it's not simple, it involves special items of evil."

"The first 10000 times did not appear this probability, this is the lottery."

The two chatted casually. Two minutes later, director Wu and director Lei finished the pen touching test respectively, and both felt a strong malicious tendency from the recorder.

"I think of the word confined space." Director Wu judged by his own experience.

"I don't think of anything. I just think it's a bloody secret." Director Lei shook his head.

"Get rational special items ready. I'm going to open." KMON holds down the recorder, ready to turn on the play button.

The recording pen doesn't feel very strong to kemon, so there should be nothing wrong.

Bandage three men from the storage props out of the rational copy, which is currently the Bureau's most commonly used rational props, durable.

Kemon clicks the play button, and the diaphragm of the recording pen's breathing light changes from white to green.

A moment of silence passed, and the shrieks of patients rang from the recorder.

At this point, it's all normal and there's no abnormality.

In the tenth second, which is the recording segment that should have been stopped, the Green Breathing lamp of the recording pen did not end, and the sound turned into a rustling current sound.

This is the daily basic operation of the recorder. Starting with the rustling current sound, some people's embarrassing things will be played in a few seconds.

These scandals may be yellow jokes, or other secrets, such as the secret of selling arms.

"Rusty -"

the rustling sound of electric current rings in the room, constantly reverberating, as if someone's hissing and roaring.

The next second, the current sound disappeared, and the sound of machine start-up came from the recorder, which was buzzing in the ears of four people.

"This is..." Bandage man has a vague feeling, is very familiar with the voice.

"Elevator?" Kemon took the lead in speaking out his inner inspiration.

Kemon ordered the word "elevator". Everyone felt something and nodded.

"It's the sound of the elevator!"

With the sound of a recording pen, the sound of the elevator door opening sounded, followed by a sound of footsteps, as if walking into the elevator.

A husky man kept swearing.

Another man in the elevator was breathing heavily, the more he breathed.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

The other party's heavy breathing also affected the presence of director Lei, director Wu, bandage man and others. They felt that their breath had become students. It seemed that there was a mountain on their shoulders that could not lift their heads.What kind of pressure is this?

Unknown, confused, but also full of illusory feeling, it is difficult to resist, because the other side is more powerful.

In the air, inexplicably there is a depressing atmosphere.

Director Lei rolled his throat and scratched his arm with his hand.

Director Wu's eyebrows were wrinkled and his expression was not natural.

Bandage man's face bandage, can't see expression.

In the recorder, the husky man scolded him and said in the manner of giving the final order to pass the disc: "the 97th door. "

" atonement! "

Ding, there was a crisp sound from the recording pen, which was similar to the rebound of a key.

"Another voice of fear came from the man. "

dada.

The man left and the elevator door closed slowly.

A jingle.

The elevator door closed completely and began to sink.

Listening to the sinking sound of the elevator, people also felt the soles of their feet float, experiencing the link of overweight and weightlessness.

The man in the elevator sobbed and muttered to himself:

"can't go, can't go, can't go "

listening to this murmur, everyone felt that his emotion seemed to shift from fear to resistance.

The sound of the picked up key was clearly audible in the recorder, and then the elevator door tinkled again.

The elevator door buzzed open.

When you still want to know what the next step is, there is no word in the room for a long time, just like pressing the mute button.

The breathing lamp of the recording pen changes from green to white and returns to standby mode.

The oppressive atmosphere disappeared, as if what had just been heard was just auditory hallucination, never happened.

After listening, director Lei subconsciously wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand. Obviously, he felt that there was no heavy mental interference. How could he feel like he had run several laps of track and field.

Director Wu also breathed a sigh of relief. It was strange to say that it was not frightening. However, he felt flustered when listening. He felt unusual, but he also had a vague feeling. He did not fear to his heart and did not have anti human ideas.

He frowned and said, "well, it doesn't seem terrible."

The secret existence of information, often make headache crack, want to give the brain into a variety of anti human society knowledge.

"After all, its function is just to record someone's embarrassing things. Don't be too hard on the recorder." The bandage man gave director Wu a look.

"I'm just a little sorry. I think it's a secret information. I'm looking forward to it. Ha ha." Director Wu said with a dry smile that his identity was not as high as the S-class boss, so he could only laugh.

Kemon propped his elbows on the table top, held his chin in one hand, and made a meditative appearance. He said:

"it exists secretly, and it is not always in a terrible posture."

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