I'm trapped in a cube

Although there were some mistakes, the mission was successfully completed.

However, A Qing always felt a little uneasy.

"Lao Ping, who informed you that there was a problem with the main electronic screen in the conference room?"

"It was my colleagues in the robot team. They said they didn't have the authority and wanted me to give them the authority tool, but I didn't understand this and was afraid of something going wrong, so I notified the leader, and the leader called you again..." At this point, Lao Ping felt a little guilty.

He could see that A Qing was very uncomfortable today. A Qing was not required to be on duty today, but because of him, he hurriedly ran a trip and didn't eat, which almost made him faint.

"A Qing, go back to the security room first, I'll get you something to eat." Lao Ping said guiltily.

"No." A Qing turned his head and looked at the door of the conference room: "I'll wait here, I always feel that the robot team is hiding something from me."

A Qing recalled the scene when he was stopped just now, and the more he thought about it, the more strange it felt.

He now suspected that the members who stopped him were intentional.

"At first, they must have only wanted to ask Lao Ping for the permission tool, because Lao Ping didn't understand these electronic products and was easy to fool. But what they didn't expect was that Lao Ping called me over and I personally kept the permission tool, so they didn't have the opportunity to do it..."

"So, their purpose is the permission tool? Use the main electronic screen in the conference room to access the internal system of the research institute to obtain something, or modify something?"

"Is there anything that can only be accessed with security permissions? Why do they need to go through so much trouble, and the whole team is plotting against me together?"

A Qing really couldn't figure out what the people in the robot team wanted to do.

Seeing A Qing standing in a daze at the door of the conference room, Lao Ping thought for a while and asked, "What do you think they are hiding from you?"

"They want to use the permission tool to do something. When I just had hypoglycemia and left temporarily, they may have finished it." A Qing explained with a serious face.

If they hadn't achieved their goal, they wouldn't have let him in...

Lao Ping nodded and whispered, "Should this matter be reported?"

"Report, of course." A Qing said affirmatively, "You contact the leader, I'll keep an eye on it here."

"Okay." Lao Ping said as he was about to walk back.

But before he took two steps, he was stopped by A Qing.

"I'll go contact him. The leader may be busy now. I'll contact him through several channels. You keep an eye on it here..."

"Understood." After hearing A Qing's arrangement, Lao Ping quickly agreed.

Obviously, Lao Ping is much older than A Qing and has worked longer than A Qing, but no matter what A Qing says, Lao Ping believes it very much and will seriously implement A Qing's arrangement.

Seeing Lao Ping's reliable appearance, A Qing's uneasy mood eased a lot. He nodded gently to Lao Ping and rushed to the security room.

While he was on his way, he sent a message to the leader on the electronic screen.

As he guessed, the leader should be busy now and has no time to reply.

The security room has other internal communication methods, which should be able to notify the leader directly.

A Qing quickened his pace and returned to the security room.

He looked at the time...

18:57.

"Huh?" The moment he saw this time, A Qing was stunned.

"Have I seen this time somewhere... Why do I feel familiar?"

Just like when he drank the can of Coke in the conference room, a strong sense of déjà vu surged in his heart and could not be dispersed for a long time.

"Is it the content of my dream?"

It should be. In last night's dream, the time point of 18:57 must have appeared, and he must have seen it through the electronic screen.

But at this time, A Qing was confused again.

"Why did I dream of this time?"

This familiar feeling made him very confused, but now was not the time to be confused. He put these questions in his mind aside and inserted the permission tool into the communication equipment in the security room.

However, just when he was about to contact the leader, a strange scream suddenly came from a distance.

It was hard to tell whether the scream was male or female. It was like the voices of many people overlapped together. The shrill sound waves instantly reached the security room and penetrated into Aqing's eardrums.

After hearing the scream, Aqing's eyes blurred instantly.

Those colors began to shake in front of him again, and everything in the security room began to twist and converge, as if it had fallen into a space vortex and kept turning.

Everything around turned into a sticky syrup that was being stirred. The colorful sugar was pulled to move, and a thin and long sugar liquid was dragged behind, pulling farther and farther...

This strange change instantly interrupted Aqing's operation. He could only cover his ears and force himself to get out of the "full of colors" vision.

After his consciousness was slightly clearer, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"That scream... is from the direction of the conference room!"

A correct version of the one-six-nine-one-book-one-bar!

It's broken! Lao Ping is in danger!

At this point, A Qing didn't bother to contact his leader. He turned around, pushed open the door of the security room, and ran in the direction of the screams.

He covered his ears while running, but the screams still came into his ears one after another.

Every time they came, they would drag him into that weird vision.

As he ran, A Qing heard some sounds similar to fighting, like a group of people waving their fists and hitting each other.

But soon, he found that it was not actually fighting, but just sounded like fighting.

Flesh and blood were slapping.

Bones were colliding.

Skin was tearing.

People collided with each other, gathered into a ball, and kept squeezing, all turned into colorful syrup...

As those sounds and screams drilled into his eardrums, this strange picture appeared in front of his eyes, but in a blink of an eye, the picture disappeared in an instant.

A Qing understood that what he saw was not the real picture, but these pictures made him more and more uneasy.

"Lao Ping, don't get into trouble..." He prayed in his heart.

Finally, he returned to the door of the meeting room, but saw that the door was empty and Lao Ping was nowhere to be found. His heart was hanging.

Realizing that Lao Ping was in danger, A Qing ignored his own safety and rushed to the door, pushed open the door of the conference room, and rushed in shouting.

"Come to me if you have anything to do!"

The colorful illusion kept swaying in front of him. He was already a little confused at this time and had lost much of his rationality.

He thought that when he opened the door, he would see a more bizarre scene.

Corpses piled up, blood and flesh mixed together...

However, the bloody scene he imagined did not appear. The conference room was quiet, and the terrible sounds just now stopped abruptly when he opened the door.

A table of prepared dinner was quietly placed in the center of the conference room, and the food on it was still steaming...

But the person was gone.