Enforcer's Handbook

"Ah, well, don't worry, I already have some clues."

Song Lan answered from the other side of the door.

Although he didn't know who the other party took him to be, or what he had entrusted, it didn't affect him from saying so.

This time, however, he met his opponent.

After getting the answer, the voice inside was silent for a while, and then there was a noise behind him. He turned around and found that the wall he had smashed had sealed the entrance again, completely blocking him. After entering this space, the ajar door in front of the door was opened, an oil lamp on the table was lit, and Song Lan finally saw the appearance of the speaker.

A skeleton sitting on an interrogation chair.

The bones seemed to have suffered inhuman abuse during his lifetime. After the flesh and blood had rotted away, you could clearly see the broken parts of the ribs. The right calf was missing a section, and several phalanges were separated from the palm of the hand and were scattered on the interrogation table. superior.

"You're the second person to find this place."

The voice seemed to come from the body of the bones, and the black eyes seemed to be examining him, "Only those who are smart and courageous enough can find this place."

"Is there any reward?"

Song Lan avoided the bones on the ground and walked into the interrogation room calmly.

His reaction was beyond Bai Gu's expectation. After the latter was silent for a while, he asked, "What reward do you want?"

"I wonder what you are doing here."

"I am engaged in a great research that can explain the nature of human existence. Before explaining this question, I want to ask you a question. Do you believe that the human soul can exist beyond the body?"

Hearing this question, Song Lan suddenly thought of the other party's identity.

Only the most fanatical researchers would ask these questions, and this hotel was once a secret facility used by the company to research psychic powers.

He pretended not to understand what the other party meant, and asked in a puzzled tone, "You want to say that although you are dead, your soul still exists? Is this your body?"

"No, of course not. He is one of my most important research subjects. It is precisely because of his existence that I understand the mystery of the soul and body."

When he talked about the tortured bones on the interrogation chair, a sense of pride arose in his voice, as if he was discussing a masterpiece he had completed. But then, he showed unconcealable contempt and arrogance towards Song Lan. , "But looking at you, you definitely can't understand this. If you want to understand this great cause, you must first understand the concept of psychics."

"Psychic? I happen to know a little bit."

"you know?"

"My grandfather always talks about psychics. He said that the cousin of the aunt of the granddaughter of the uncle next door knew a colleague who was a psychic. He was so powerful that even ten street gangsters were no match for him!"

Speaking of this, Song Lan's tone also revealed pride. This pride perfectly interpreted the ignorance displayed by a person when discussing a topic that he was not familiar with.

As a player who often surfs the Internet, imitating the keyboard warrior is not difficult at all for him.

His ignorance seemed to make the voice lower its guard, and the voice added, "She used to be a psychic and caused a lot of trouble for us. It took us a lot of effort to catch her."

Then, the voice told an ancient story.

Although he didn't say it clearly, Song Lan quickly guessed the true identity of the skeleton - the Dream Stealer.

In this interrogation room, the dream stealer encountered inhuman abuse, but in the narrator's opinion, this was to verify this great research.

Under the extreme emotion, the researchers successfully extracted the dream stealer's consciousness, which was attached to the object and even continued her abilities.

It was a disruptive ability that used dreams to communicate with people. She once used this ability to escape guards and monitoring, and secretly conveyed the method to escape from this place to the experimental subjects.

However, due to limited time and technical problems during the first study, the subject's mental and physical collapse caused the remaining consciousness to be divided into countless fragments. After losing her thinking ability, she could only mechanically repeat what she had done during her lifetime. things done.

Helping people avoid inspections and guiding them to escape. Since the institution was abolished, the broken consciousness has been carried by the remains of the institution as a carrier, which has lasted for decades.

Those identity nameplates are the people she has helped before and those she has not yet had time to help.

Speaking of excitement, a twisted figure appeared behind the bones, with a fanatical smile and unconcealable resentment on his face.

Because at the end of the story, the Council abolished institutions everywhere, and when he wanted to continue to complete this great research, someone actually assassinated him. When he was about to die, he tried his best to let his soul Left behind.

"So she had to die."

After complaining about how short-sighted and ignorant those assassins were, the figure turned his attention to the corpse at the door. Even after decades, there is still such an annoying nuisance.

Song Lan didn't even need to ask, the other party kept talking about the whole process of killing Kate.

Song Lan soon learned that the reason why Kate fell to the ground after being attacked was because there was another accomplice in this case - the hotel owner.

In fact, when the hotel was first established, the boss discovered this interrogation room, which is why he collected the "brooches" and distributed them.

He has been looking for an excellent target for the figure to possess.

According to the figure, if he can transcend the limitations of objects, possess people and occupy their consciousness, it means that he will completely break the boundaries between life and death and can exist forever, and he promised to the innkeeper The bargaining chip is eternal life.

A knocking sound came from the wall, interrupting the figure's speech.

Someone discovered this place again.

The call from Big Carrot Head and others came from the other end of the wall. They seemed to have heard the noise when Song Lan broke through the wall upstairs, and followed the sound and traces all the way here.

At the same time, the figure also took action.

A row of suspended sharp knives blocked Song Lan's escape route. Everything in the room that could be called weapons was aimed at him under the control of the figure.

"Perhaps I would also like to thank those assassins. Without them, I would not be able to realize the power of the soul."

This is a supernatural force that cannot be explained by science and common sense. Under its control, the murder weapons in the room hovered as if they were given life.

He is not afraid of anyone coming here, because there are only two endings for trespassers.

"You seem to be a wise man, so I will promise you eternal life as well."

The sound of smashing the wall became more and more intense, and the shouts of Big Carrot Head and others passed through the cracks in the wall and entered here.

"Can you really live forever?"

Song Lan's heart-beating expression made Ying very satisfied.

Maybe these ignorant people cannot understand the great significance of this research, but once they talk about eternal life, wealth or power, everyone will flock to it.

The figure gave an affirmative reply, "Of course."

"I'm joining the gang!"

Song Lan was overjoyed and nodded hurriedly, "I'll find a way to take you out of here!"

Just when the figure was happy that he had found a new slave, an oncoming fire ax occupied his sight, and at the same time, his thinking came to a standstill. This ax should have penetrated his body, But at this moment, it really hit him on the head.

He did not feel pain, but instead felt the interruption of his thoughts, which made him feel as if time had stopped at this moment. He could no longer concentrate, and his gathered consciousness gradually collapsed.

Beyond that, there's fear.

He didn't know why the fire ax in the opponent's hand could touch him, and he didn't understand what the surging black-purple energy was.

"you……"

The figure tried his best, but could only squeeze out one word.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help you."

Song Lan easily pulled out the fire ax, and before the figure made any sound, the second ax hit the opponent's neck head-on.

He saw the figure's mouth open wide, as if trying to stop the splitting and peeling parts of himself.

However, everything he did was in vain. The "wounds" on his body quickly spread throughout his body, causing his body to fall apart at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As for Song Lan, he very seriously helped the figure think of a way to leave here.

"Listen, here's the plan."

The third ax fell in response, "You first go to hell and find a man named Chai Ke. He will find a way to help you get out of there."