1592 Female corpse

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Something you can't see is knocking on the door, which is not unusual among the mysterious events that Takakawa has dealt with, and there are many ways to deal with it, but most of the time, it is necessary to see the confined room you are in as a completely different spatial concept from the outside world. The other person will not enter through the cracks in the doors and windows, but if you respond to their actions, it is like giving the other person a key. In the occult, answering and opening the door are both seen as obvious signs of victimization, and the problem is that people don't actually know what is outside the door, and they don't realize that they are in a mysterious situation, and they just respond according to their habits, and the result is tragic - as Takakawa himself did, when the knock sounded, he didn't immediately realize that something was wrong, and he responded with an inquiry, but he didn't open the door.

Gao Chuan knows very well that this is the most troublesome part of the mysterious incident, and the parties concerned cannot make comprehensive preparations at all, so they can only fight for the chance of survival by playing on the spot. Even if his body is prosthetized and he has gained the ability to walk consciously, he can definitely deal with all sudden mysterious events with these mysterious powers alone, and even now, he can't talk so much.

Invisible objects no longer have the sound of movement, and chain judgments, the naked eye, and retinal screens cannot observe them, and they cannot directly judge "how good the other person is". Although it is conceivable that the appearance of the other side is due to the threat of the Nazis and Shinrikyo doomsday, and even other potential enemies, but. Because we don't know anything about it, it is not known whether these imaginations and speculations are correct.

Only when this unknown becomes a thing of the past, and you still survive, can you reflect on it. Judge how dangerous this mysterious event you are facing.

So, just how dangerous is this time? Maybe he has survived all kinds of fights in the past, but Gao Chuan is still not sure that he can still survive this time. Intelligence can only be gathered now, and the worst-case scenario must be taken into account, which is that no one else can rely on but one's own personal experience. But. This is also a matter of course.

Gao Chuan didn't feel the slightest bit uneasy, of course the fear exists, but the heart is calm, these fears are like streams, flowing gently, only in the body parts that are still flesh and blood, bringing some adverse reactions, but. The prosthetic part occupies the vast majority, so. Adverse effects in the flesh and blood do not pose an obstacle to mobility.

He was silent and waited. Waiting for the inexplicable thing to leave, and waiting for anyone to suddenly break this "alone" situation. Of course, there were many people outside the room, but if all of them "didn't show up in this incident". So, how many people they have and how many things they can do don't mean anything to Takakawa himself. Gao Chuan wanted to know. Is I isolated - an isolated mysterious event.

After a few moments, Takakawa let go of the doorknob, and the handle, which had been violently vibrating, remained in a calm state. He had listened for so long, but he couldn't detect the slightest sound coming from outside. It's weird, it's not normal, isn't it? Although the room is soundproofed, it is only made of ordinary soundproofing materials, which should be almost equivalent to none for the mysterious expert who really wants to listen.

Takakawa returned to his room and began to call other people's numbers, whether it was the staff of the Super Titanic or the people who accompanied him to Australia, they were all people who could be contacted, and their numbers had been stored in the number book long before they got on the ship. However, the fact that there was no response after 10 calls is enough to explain a lot of problems. The phone was not busy, it was more like someone answered the phone but didn't make a sound, there was a faint smell of breathing in the noise, and there seemed to be a fine background sound, and with the mysterious properties of Takakawa's prosthetic, it was completely impossible to clearly distinguish the specific situation.

I was cut off from contact, and I really fell into an isolated situation. Gao Chuan still feels that this is nothing, on the other hand, if he feels that his situation has reached an extremely bad point just because of the current information, then the subsequent situation will probably make people's minds unbearable.

"Okay, let me think about what to do." Takakawa sat back in his chair and faced the door, now he had to make a decision: whether to open the door and walk out. Although the situation in front of you is caused by something that you can't see, there are many reasons why you can't see. In the case of "being in an isolated room", there are several possibilities for what the other party wants to achieve.

First, there is the formal attack: the attack begins the moment you respond, and calm does not mean safety.

Secondly, there is a feint: the other party pretends to be a ghost to arouse his suspicions, so as to shut himself up in this room.

Again, it's inexplicable: what triggers the current weirdness is not based on some definite idea, and it is not itself targeted, but only by the pond fish.

Starting from these three possibilities, does it cost more to stay in this room than to do it, or do the disadvantages outweigh the benefits? It didn't take long for Takakawa to think before he heard another knock outside the door. Gao Chuan didn't respond, but the other party spoke: "Mr. Gao Chuan? Still awake? We're going to have a party, and it would be great if you could come too, and there are a lot of people on board who want to be able to get up close and personal with you. "The voice is a woman, and the words and tone of her voice have a kind of ambiguity that evokes reverie. Unfortunately, not long ago, Takakawa had close contact with a number of female officers, which made him still inevitably imagine in an ambiguous direction when he heard such a statement—but it was only an imagination.

Being in the middle of a mysterious event - until it is confirmed that the event is over, any situation can be considered threatening. This is one of the principles of the occult expert. As for how to tell if the incident is over? Are there any telltale signs? Purely empirically, there is nothing too obvious about it, just like someone calling the door now, of course, it can be seen as the end of the event, but it can also be seen as an extension of the event. Occult experts always rely more on their intuition. Gao Chuan's intuition was telling him that the person who knocked on the door this time was still not a "person" in the normal sense.

There is no evidence, but as long as there is such a thought - even if it is a delusion of victimization - Takakawa will follow such a thought, because. This intuition has saved me in the past I don't know how many times.

Takakawa took out a cigarette and a revolver from his pocket, came to the door, and leaned over the cat's eye to look out.

It was a woman, unknown but seemed to have seen it somewhere, like one of the people who boarded the ship. However, this impression is too hazy. Psychological experiments have shown that people tend to think of the other person as an acquaintance when they feel vaguely familiar - but are actually strangers, especially in dangerous situations. It is easier to be receptive to the other person, and any suspicion and vigilance during this period may make me feel very conservative and tough, but in fact, it is easier to ease up than usual.

However, this is only the case for most ordinary people. The first time he saw her, when he felt her presence, he already had an intuitive answer - he didn't respond. He just flew up and kicked the door open. The door that escaped from the hinge slammed into the opposite side. In the blink of an eye, it crashed into the wall of the aisle. Before the loud crash was heard, the first thing to be heard was the sound of gunfire.

Then, Takakawa heard the muffled sound of bullets penetrating the door and the human body and burrowing into the wall. The woman's body was blocked by the door, and there was only a faint shadow outline, but in a short time, blood flowed from the ground on that side. The woman was silent. It seems to be dead, and her presence can be observed from beginning to end. Even so, Takakawa still didn't step out of the door, just stood by the door, scanning the corridor outside the door.

He had no doubt at all that he had killed the wrong person. And. He didn't think that the other party was dead. It is still uncertain whether the person lying in a pool of blood is a woman or a human being. At this moment, he trusted his instincts more than what his eyes and chain judgments observed.

Then, as his attention quickly shifted from the still-unmoving hallway to the woman's body, her presence vanished.

It's not that the body is gone, it's that the sense of presence is gone, and a silhouette can still be seen with the naked eye, but his intuition tells him that she or it is no longer there. Takakawa took a cigarette in his mouth and fired many more shots, completely smashing the door. The silhouette is still there, but after such a long time, there is not half a shadow of the other people who should have appeared.

Well, it looks like it's going to have to get out. Gao Chuan thought so, so he decisively stepped out of the door line.

As soon as you step out, you can see the two sides of the corridor spreading towards a very far-reaching place, giving people a sense of endlessness. The space has changed, Takakawa thought, maybe it's a visual problem? Anyway, a bit of a hassle. He pulled out his dagger and stuck it in the wall. The wall is like jelly, easily pierced, but the touch is extremely strange, even if you force a cut on the wall, after removing the dagger, the scar will disappear in an instant - not healing, but directly intact, as if the memory of cutting with the dagger is fake.

However, there is no change in the already damaged door. Takakawa opened the door and saw the woman—her body had been pierced by bullets several times, and her face had not hurt her, but it was not a human face. Completely different from the appearance seen in the cat's eyes, she is not so beautiful, and even, it is not "her" at all, but it should be "it", and the facial features are still there, but they are obviously different from the shape and structure of human facial features, so that it is very awkward. Gao Chuan groped for its body, and the female sexual characteristics were complete, and the feel was not much different from the flesh and blood of a normal person, but the temperature of the corpse was abnormally hot. Takakawa smelled something indescribable, as if emanating from the corpse, and then, he saw that his hand was melting, to be exact, the part of the palm that was in contact with the corpse, and it was connected to the corpse in a state of melting.

Gao Chuan withdrew his hand, and the whole corpse was pulled over together, and he raised his hand, and the corpse was also lifted - it was about the same weight as an ordinary woman of this figure, and it was not heavy for Gao Chuan. He felt that at this time, he was like a pervert who had pierced through the corpse and lifted the corpse up and shook it, and the female corpse's drooping limbs shook like a broken marionette. However, the corpse, which had melted its wrists, was still devouring it towards its elbows.

The problem is that this hand is part of the prosthetic body, and its strength is equivalent to that of a physical life. What the hell is the thing that can melt the corpse of this hand?

Moreover, there is no presence yet. As long as you close your eyes and turn off the chain judgment, even if you have the sense of touching the corpse, you can't make people feel that she exists.

However, because this thing has no sense of existence, Takakawa does not plan to hide his hand yet. Maybe it's an illusion, maybe not, and depending on the rate of melting and erosion, he still has enough time to make a decision. So, he took the strange corpse and headed for the route that was supposed to lead to the deck. The corridor became very deep, completely different from the feeling when he first entered, Takakawa advanced in a rapid manner, but he couldn't finish it in a minute, and when he looked back, he saw that the doors were connected to each other, and the rooms were all the same, and he couldn't tell where he had been.

Trapped. It's like boiling a frog in warm water. Takakawa couldn't help but think so, this time, he let go of his firepower and tried various special bullets, however, nothing worked. All damage to the corridor will be restored, the warhead will disappear, and the dagger will disappear if it is not removed.

The corpse's devouring of the arm had reached the biceps, and there was a strange rhythm that came from the dividing line between the eroded and uneroded parts. Just as Takakawa raised his arms again, the corpse suddenly stood up, his feet wrapped around his waist, his arms wrapped around his arms, and the strange face stretched out in front of him with a giggle.

If it's an ordinary person, you can't say that you have to be scared.

Although Gao Chuan was not frightened, not to mention that such a change was already among the various possibilities he had estimated, and it was also a very probable one, but his arm and her were so closely melted and combined that it was impossible to avoid it. The female corpse kissed him, but the pouted mouth was twisting and became not like a mouth at all.

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