"You're awake, what's wrong with your body?"

Facing Qi Ze's question, Ah Yan slowly shook her head and raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face. In a choked voice, he said, "I heard it all." ”

"What do you mean...... What the? ”

"What you said to that spirit."

……

I didn't answer, and at this point I didn't know what to say.

The same Mo Han and Qi Ze didn't answer, unlike me. They seemed to be waiting for Ah Yan to finish her sentence.

In the case that we didn't know, Ayan's situation at that time was that her spirit was controlled and separated from her body, and she kept repeating herself on the day of her grandmother's death, shrouded in endless sadness and helplessness.

Until mine came along.

She said she saw me accepting her grief and pain. I saw my tears, I fell to the ground crying but didn't collapse.

Of course, she heard all my conversations with the spirits, especially the one that mattered: "Is it only the wishes of the living that matter?] ]

This sentence became her salvation.

"That spirit spoke to me before you appeared. She could reunite me with my grandmother in that world, and I hesitated...... Until you said that sentence, it reminded me of what my grandmother said when she was dying. ”

Ah Yan covered her face with both hands and swallowed the sobs and tears back into her stomach.

"It turns out that grandma really can't come back......"

We didn't bother Ayan, maybe it would be better to let her cry a little. But she herself said that finding other people now is the most important thing, which made Mo Han and Qi Ze both bow their heads and thank her for her understanding.

The next location is the lab, before you go. Zi Ze asked if he knew about the connection between Bour Du and the experiment. After I couldn't figure it out, he stopped and said, "Then, wait a minute, what you see, don't let Sisi know." ”

"Why?"

At this time, he glanced at Mo Han, who was walking in the front, and lowered his voice again: "I don't know what happened to Bu Du himself, but according to what you said before, there is also a message from the spirit. The kid is presumably a victim of human experimentation within the organization. And the staff who carried out this experiment was Uncle Dao. ”

“……”

Sisi didn't know that there was such a thing as human experimentation in the organization, and he didn't know that his grandfather was involved in it. Uncle Dao himself deliberately concealed this matter. Sisi is a person you know a little bit about, she has twice as much responsibility than others, what if she knows about it? ”

"Do you feel that you are Uncle Dao's granddaughter, do you have the psychology to atone for Uncle Dao?"

"It's not impossible, I don't know about the experiment, but I just know a little bit. In short, don't tell the whole story after you see it, and don't say it in front of Mo Han. What are we going to do after that, and how are we going to discuss?"

I agreed, and glanced at Mo Han again. I don't know if I should ask why, and don't say it in front of Mo Han.

Receiving my gaze, Qi Ze said again: "As for why you didn't tell Mo Han, I don't know the specific situation. But...... To be sure, Mo Han also participated. ”

"I see."

"Well, that's good."

"What are you two talking about?" Mo Han's voice came from ahead, and he and Ah Yan were standing in place, waiting for us to follow.

"Nothing, just here." Qi Ze replied and winked at me again. The first to follow.

What Zizer had expected didn't happen as expected, when we arrived at the lab. The first to notice the anomaly of the situation. I remember when I first entered the chemistry lab, I saw Boutu sitting in one of the chairs, holding his bent legs in his hands.

When he saw us come in, he immediately showed a look of surprise.

"How did you get in?" He said this with a voice full of incredulity.

"This door is unlocked, of course it's open to come in." Qi Ze said, and he dragged his limp leg to make sure the door was properly locked.

"I can't get out." Bour Du stepped forward as he spoke, but he didn't want the wooden door to close automatically when he was about to touch the doorknob. The wooden door made a loud noise when it came into contact with the door frame, as if it had left an impact, and it shook Qi Ze back a few steps.

"Look." When Boo Du tried to open the door again, the door did not move.

The sudden situation made several of us look at each other and were speechless for a while. In the end, I can only push the matter onto the ghost again.

With the experience of the first two times, this time I took the initiative to speak. "Let me do it."

If the first time can be explained as a coincidence, then the second time is an attempt to confirm, and the third time is still mine, then it should be said that it is certain, and there must be a fourth and fifth time in the future. Until the end of the day, it seemed that such a job was inevitable.

As the others watched, I gently grasped the doorknob and twisted it clockwise. There was a clicking sound inside the door, and the door frame began to loosen, and it could be pushed open immediately. I wanted to go back and tell them about the door, but. There are empty classrooms.

The appearance of the classroom has also changed, and there were originally lecterns, desks, chairs, shelves and chemical instruments against the wall. But what I see now is that there are only a few reclining chairs and shelves for infusion bottles.

Surrounding these are white sheets of paper nailed to the wall, densely covered with text. There was a huge glass mirror in the classroom, and I was a thin reflection of my appearance.

Could it be that this is the place where Boutu went through experiments?

I tried to find the shadow of the Boo-tuk in this place and let go of the doorknob, almost the next second. There was a very subtle tingling pain in my arm.

When I looked down, I saw a pair of almost transparent hands grasping me, and I wiped my eyes to see if I was dazzled.

Grabbing my hands, I slowly began to materialize, and I was able to understand what situation I was in.

A thin, soft infusion tube with bright red liquid was flowing into my body through this tube.

I subconsciously tried to remove the needle with my other hand, but to no avail, my hand passed through my body. On closer inspection, it's not my hand at all.

It was much thinner than my hand, and the lines of blood vessels could be faintly visible under the pale skin. Then, the team uniform that was originally worn on the body also changed to a gray hospital gown.

I saw a body that wasn't me at all in that extra glass mirror.