September 15th

"The detective is here again. He said that he recorded Halwick doing the experiment. ”

"I watched the footage. Inside, Dr. Halwick took something out of the test tube and stuffed it into a skeleton's head, then removed a number of internal organs and blood vessels and put them inside the skeleton. After that, there are many processes such as placement of blood vessels and skin grafting. ”

After such an operation, his test subject stood up. Looking at his appearance, he looked a bit like a student he had brought to the venue before. ”

"If this footage isn't fake, then... This Mr. Harwick is truly remarkable. There is a reasonable explanation for the fact that the government has allocated him far more funds than ordinary laboratories. ”

"The detective thinks it's illegal and wants to go to the police. God pity! There are many illegal things in scientific research laboratories, what can the police do in the face of these people? ”

I told him to destroy the footage and do what he was supposed to do. He wouldn't listen, well, what happens to him next, it's none of my business.

October 2nd

The detective died.

October 3rd

Today, I went to visit Professor Harwick's lab. He met me and answered my question in the affirmative, 'Can human consciousness exist apart from the body?'

I applaud this kind of research. Tell him that I am sure that the research here will certainly be very beneficial to the country; There must be sacrifices in the development of science, and if the progress of mankind can be promoted with a small number of sacrifices, it is completely justified; If anyone wants to sabotage this kind of research, it is an enemy of the state.

He seemed a little surprised by such a statement. In the end, however, he agrees with me.

After I left him, I applied for mental health topics and applied for grants. Next, there should be no problem with my security.

October 28th

Today, it's called Lawrence. Lowe's man came to my clinic.

Alas, it would have been nice not to give lectures when the exchange was opened, and now there will be no so much trouble.

He said that the woman he knew said that he was not Lawrence, but Qiao Lin, and that they had been husband and wife before.

If what the woman said was true, then Harwick's experiment was not to combine the scattered organs and inject them into memory. Rather, it dissects the person, reassembles it, and injects it into the memory of another person.

This is just too much. The people he chose to experiment on were unfortunate. However, this has nothing to do with me.

I have my own projects to work on and my own future. The misfortunes of others deserve sympathy, but let me risk my life to help, and I wonder if I don't have the courage to do so.

November 8th

Mr. Lucille is again. He asked me some questions about human memory tampering.

I don't know if he was trying to test or if he was suspicious of something. I simply suggested that he do a test, but he hesitated and said that he should consider it.

I'm not surprised.

November 12th

Lucille came out of nowhere and brought a large suitcase.

I asked him what was inside. He said that it was inconvenient for him to be tested, so he brought the teacher's experimental materials and asked me if I could test them.

I opened the box, and inside was a skeleton.

I told him that my job, unlike his, was to do psychological tests and psychoanalysis on living people, and that I couldn't do anything with skeletons.

As a result, he said it didn't matter, the skeleton also had language capabilities and could converse.

I tested it and it really worked.

The skeleton considered himself a duke's steward, managing dozens of hectares of land, dutifully serving for more than 30 years, raising falcons and hounds, and having a wife, fifteen lovers, eight sons, and thirty-five grandchildren.

I examined his skull, and it was like any other skeleton, with no extra tissue. After asking for Lucill's permission, I dismantled the skull. With his help, something red, like a cranial nerve, was found in the skull.

After these were removed, the skull lost its ability to speak and become conscious. That said, this is the key part.

Lucille said he had done tests to put the nerves in the skulls of other skeletons, but it didn't work.

I made a new suggestion to him.

November 13th

At my suggestion, he got two skeletons with memories that could be used for conversation.

One of them was the butler of the last time, and the other was the captain of the guard under a certain nobleman.

We swapped out the nerves in both skeletons. After that, the skeleton can still have conversations, but memories begin to get confused.

The chief of the guard had only one wife and two children. But after swapping the butler's nerves into his skull, he would occasionally mention himself playing with his grandchildren. In addition to this, there are many other situations that only the housekeeper knows about.

I asked Mr. Lucier if they had conducted similar experiments before. He said he couldn't be sure either.

Seeing that I was a little dissatisfied, he explained again. In addition to being a member of the Lucier family, he had a modern memory in his head, as if he had worked in a funeral home for 30 years.

The symptoms are similar to those of the butler's skull after being stuffed into the nerve of the chief guard.

We did a lot of discussions and speculations together. He was very happy and said he would come back tomorrow.

After he left, I felt as if something was watching behind me.

November 25th

Lucil died.

If you think about it, the research results of others should also suffer this kind of result.

He stole the experiment in private, came to me for the experiment, and deserved this result. I told Harwick about him, and it was the right thing to do.

No matter how dangerous the research in Harwick is, it's up to the government, the people who set up the labs, to manage and evaluate it, and it's none of my business.

In the end, his research can only hurt a few people, at most a few dozens, and it is far from the kind of nuclear weapons that can lead to the deaths of millions of people in the nuclear physics laboratory not far away.

Such a result, very good.

November 28

Another nightmare.

In the dream, Luciel took the form of a skeleton, dressed in armor and holding a sword, chasing me everywhere.

Well, I do feel sorry for him. But it wasn't me who killed him, it was Halwick's men, who kept pestering me for something?

During the day, Lawrence is here again. Come on! I don't want to entangle you at all, can I go find someone else!?

December 5th

I felt someone watching behind me again.

The problems that Lawrence brought about had to be solved. There should be a way.

December 13th

Well, this should work. But with Harwick's cooperation, let's go find him again.

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That's all for the diary. Yuan Sen looked at it for a while and put it down.

At this time, the window was pushed open. Mr. Lawrence, jumped in gently.