Chapter 213: Tattoo (Chen)
Cao and I were speeding on the road back to the city from Yushan. www.biquge.info years of cooperation between the pen "Fun" Pavilion, Team Cao and I have long been in the same mind, which is no longer a simple consensus, but a tacit understanding that there is no need to communicate verbally in dealing with things. There are many questions, when Dean Hu introduced the situation, we were already aware of them, such as Wang Baocheng's inability to justify Tang Binwen's disappearance, and for example, what Tang Binwen's abnormal behavior after his disappearance meant. But both of us chose to remain silent because we both realized that if we speculated about the story of Wang Baocheng and Tang Binwen at that time, it was Zhou Cheng and the test he was about to start that would be influenced and misled.
I smiled at Team Cao, "Old rules, you say your speculation first. ”
Team Cao didn't look at me either, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the steering wheel. Tang Binwen couldn't eat at that time, fell out of bed in the middle of the night and fell and injured himself, it seemed to be an accident, and then they all returned to normal, but why did it happen after Wang Baocheng came to visit him? Therefore, when Tang Binwen was conscious, he couldn't communicate with the outside world normally, and he had to take such abnormal behavior to attract the attention of others, he had something to say, but Dean Hu found out, but he still didn't understand what it meant. Therefore, this situation proves from the side that Wang Baocheng is the cause of the later suicide and is the biggest suspect. ”
I took a box of cigarettes from under the dashboard, opened them, and there were only two left. He took a sip and handed it to Team Cao. "Team Cao, I remember that in Western probability, there is a cigarette box problem, that is, we often find that if there are two people present, the probability of two cigarettes left in the cigarette box is much greater than the number of others, and in the same way, there are three people around, the probability of three cigarettes left will be much greater. ”
"It seems like this, we call this Fuyan, but I didn't expect that Westerners also study this? It seems to be just a matter of coincidence?"
But this is a completely false proposition, because it has something to do with the mode of computing in the human brain. Our brain is not a computer, although we have always said that the use rate of the brain is only a dozen percent, but no matter how to develop, people have emotions and are destined not to be as high as computers. The way our brains work is fuzzy operations. Our educational background, experience, and the nature of our work determine that we will selectively forget some things and be very sensitive to certain things. So geniuses in some fields, in another place, are mediocre, depending on what angle you stand on the problem. ”
"Team Cao, therefore, the problem of cigarette boxes is the selective memory problem of the human brain. When you open the cigarette box, the probability of how many cigarettes are left in it is the same, but people will be impressed by the coincidental event, when the cigarette box is the same as the number of people present, this scene is selectively remembered by the brain's subconscious, and in other cases, all are ignored and deleted, so you will have such an illusion of a high probability of coincidence. ”
"Lao Chang, what you said makes sense, but I don't understand, let's talk about Tang Binwen, why are you involved in the problem of cigarette boxes again?"
"Actually, I think our focus is on Tang Binwen and Wang Baocheng now, they are like the two cigarettes in the cigarette box, if you look at these two cigarettes over and over again, you will forget that there were eighteen cigarettes in the cigarette box. "When I answered Team Cao, I kept thinking, is there really any chance in this world? Maybe chance only appears in our own brains, but it is just a special way for our brains to see the world, so that we can comfort ourselves that we are not machines, we are not programs made up, this world is still interesting and worth continuing. But for a talented person like Xiao Fan, would he see it this way?
"What do you mean, this is still a nest case? Where can you get those eighteen roots? Do you know what Zhou Cheng said to me before he came? Resolutely don't come to work with us, even if it's a part-time job, such an investigation method, the case is not solved, and people go crazy first. Team Cao laughed, I don't know if he was laughing at himself or making fun of me.
Back in the bureau, I found the room of the technical department, pushed the door in, Xiao Yang was already asleep on the table, and the TV and VCR on the other side of the table were on, but there was a snowflake on the screen. I gestured to Team Cao and motioned for him not to wake up Xiao Yang. I took the remote control, reversed the belt, sat down with Team Cao, and looked back from the head together.
At the beginning of the tape, in a large, airtight room, unusually dark, with no windows on all sides. In the middle of the room, there was a lonely chair, on which sat a young man of about ten years old, very thin, with an obviously ill-fitting shirt covering it, looking very unnatural. His eyes were covered by a dark blue towel, and he couldn't see any expression, just sat motionless with his hands on his lap.
At this time, a subtitle appeared on the videotape: "Chinese Academy of Sciences, Tsinghua University, People's Liberation Army Academy of Military Sciences, Human Remote Vision Function Test Team, October 1978, Ji'an County, Jilin Province." ”
The tape was completely silent, the footage seemed to be still, and for about five minutes, the boy in the chair remained motionless. Five minutes later, behind the camera, a man in a blue uniform stepped out and handed a white cardboard and a pen to the teenager.
The boy remained in his original position, just put the cardboard on his knees, and quickly wrote something on the board with his left hand, and when he was done, the blue uniform took the cardboard.
Then the camera moved to the side of the blue uniform, the camera zoomed in, and the words "TYZ, Beijing-Shanghai Railway, Xuzhou Station" were faintly written on the cardboard. After a while, a small door on the right side of the room opened, and several scientist-like men entered, one of them holding an identical piece of cardboard. Several people gathered together, comparing the two cardboards, their expressions were very excited, and they nodded frequently.
Soon, the men retreated again, and the camera returned to its original position, and the picture changed to the same as before, and the boy sat alone in the middle of the room. At this time, another line of subtitles appeared at the bottom of the screen, "07a test, letters, symbols, and text are successfully identified." ”
After a period of silence for more than 20 minutes, the boy got up, probably with a numb leg, got up from the chair, circled around the chair, and then sat back down, still in the same position, without any change.
As before, Blue Uniform handed the boy another white cardboard, and the boy seemed to think for a moment and write on the board again, but this time, he was clearly not writing, but carefully tracing something. It seems that the painting is very complicated, and the boy stopped painting and finished it in about fifteen minutes. Then, the scientists came in again, and they did another comparison, but this time they were visibly shocked, and even began to argue with each other.
And the boy sitting on the chair slowly took off the blue towel covering his eyes, maybe the camera position is far away, and he can't see the appearance of this teenager clearly, in the haze it should be a child with high cheekbones and deep eye sockets, which can be said to be a little ugly. He silently walked among several scientists, took the white cardboard again, and made two simple strokes on it. This time everyone froze in place, as if they had seen a ghost, and they didn't even notice that the boy had quietly left the room.
A minute later, the scientists who reacted walked out of the screen one after another, and at the bottom of the screen, a line of subtitles appeared again: "08T test successful, 08R test results are different, wait for 09A test results." ”
Watching these videos was extremely tiresome work, and it was difficult for me to tell the difference between the different tests, because many of the test cameras were so far away that I couldn't see what Xiao Fan was writing on the white cardboard. I can only guess roughly that the scientists should be in another room, using words, colors, the placement of objects, or human behavior, etc., to test whether Xiao Fan can perceive without vision. Later, they were still testing the distance of Xiaofan's remote vision function, because the test time is getting longer and longer, not because Xiaofan is slow, but because scientists are taking longer and longer to pass verification information back and forth.
The video I'm watching now is supposed to be a later edited version, with some test serial numbers interrupted in the middle, and I estimate that Xiao Fan tests more than eight times a day. In a closed environment, doing this kind of boring test all the time, there is no light, no sound, no communication, and there may not even be much time to rest, and the nerves of the iron beating will collapse, my heart is heartfelt, Xiao Fan is like a guinea pig trapped in a cage, although he can't see his expression clearly, but from his tense body, despair is revealed everywhere.
I can't judge from the video how many days Xiao Fan has undergone the test, but from the beginning to the end of the video, Xiao Fan has changed his clothes three times, with my understanding of the richness of material materials of ordinary people in that era, it is impossible for him to change his clothes once a day, so this test lasted at least a week, or even longer. I can't imagine what kind of insistence it was, but I put myself in my shoes and I knew it was beyond my means.
Finally, in the so-called "16w" numbered test, Xiao Fan suddenly jumped up from the chair, ripped off the blue towel, and threw the chair in the direction of the camera, but he obviously lacked strength, and the chair was still a meter away from the camera position and had already smashed to the ground. He seemed to be screaming hoarsely, and rushed to the small door in the shadows of the room, banging and banging desperately. Then, a man in blue uniform grabbed him from behind and pinned him to the ground.
The picture of the TV returned to a snowflake, and Team Cao and I looked at the TV, no one moved, and after sitting for a while, Team Cao spat out a few words from between his teeth: "Is this a research? Is this a test? Compared to our detention center, it is really a gentleman's law enforcement." ”
Team Cao turned his face sideways, there was no light in the room, and the white light of the TV made his face a little hideous. I patted him on the shoulder and said slowly, "Lao Cao, this is just Xiao Fan's test in Ji'an, Jiang Chengzhi said that Xiao Fan passed, and then went to Beijing, God knows, what happened to him in Beijing? I now understand why it took Tang Binwen so long to make Xiao Fan return to normal, and why Xiao Fan tried to hide his specialness." ”
(The drum does not hide the sound, so it can have a sound, the mirror is not shapeless, so it can be tangible, the gold and stone have a sound, it does not move and does not sound, and the pipe flute has a sound, and it does not blow silent.) It is hidden in the saint, not for the things to sing, things to come, things to respond. Heaven is endless, and it starts again, so it can last for a long time, and it turns again, so it can go far, and the sky is not bad, so there is no fault. --"Tongxuan Zhenjing")