Skinner, an American behaviorist psychologist, is a representative of new behaviorism, and the founder of operant conditioning theory. He created the Skinner box, an instrument for studying animal learning activities.

The so-called Skinner's box is a white mouse or pigeon placed in the box, and a lever or key is set inside, and the structure of the box excludes all external stimuli as much as possible.

The animal is free to move around the box, and when it presses the lever or pecks the button, a ball of food falls into the plate under the box and the animal can eat the food. Experiments have found that the learning behavior of animals occurs in response to a reinforcing stimulus. In other words, humans are able to further control the behavior of animals through this reinforcement effect, and even essentially eliminate the bestiality of wild animals.

In his own writings, Skinner proposed a theory of utopia, expressing his vision of an ideal, scientifically controlled society, in which he presented a picture of a small society, in which children were rigorously conditioned by rewards from birth to make them cooperative and socially competent; All actions are controlled, but it is all for the good and happiness of all.

If human behavior can really be controlled, then the crime rate can be reduced to the greatest extent, so as to create a true meaning of "peach blossom paradise" at the root, the road is not forgotten, the night is not closed, the yellow hair hangs down, and you can enjoy yourself.

The last experiment recorded in this yellowed journal is code-named 1667: Based on operant conditioning.

To my surprise, there was no record of this experiment in the diary, but when I saw the name of the experiment, I suddenly remembered that I had seen a similar experiment many years ago.

That was more than a decade ago, and once my dad suddenly ended his work and returned home early.

At that time, he was very drunk and excited, and that was the first time I remember seeing him drunk.

Unfortunately, my father's briefcase happened to be placed on the table in my room, and under the briefcase, there was a well-bound file bag.

However, I was a rebellious old at the time, spending almost every day of my life in gang fighting, and having no interest in what my parents were doing.

Looking at the empty back page of the diary, I thought that if I had inadvertently opened that portfolio, the whole thing would have been completely different. Maybe from the very beginning, I can understand the purpose of those people behind the scenes, and make a target, so that so many people will not lose their lives in vain.

Perhaps, everything has been decided for a long time, since I was born, I have been involved with this project called "Indoctrination", and now, it is time for me to understand all this with my own hands.

He put away the diary and slowly stood up from the ground. Because of the relationship between squatting for a long time, the brain was seriously insufficient, and one was careless, and almost fell down directly.

I have to admit that the diary in my hand disrupted all the thoughts in my mind, and as I continued to delve into the truth of the case, more and more things were involved.

On the surface, I am getting closer to the truth, but in reality, the truth is here, but I feel that I am drifting away from it. Even I don't know what to do next.

Now, who can I trust? Who can help me?

In the dark, Lin Xiaoxue had already run without a shadow. After hearing the sound of the bell, the girl chased her out directly, and has not come back until now.

On the bright side, Xiaoxue may still be chasing the mysterious man in the dark, and on the negative side, Xiaoxue may have fallen into the hands of the enemy and has been restricted in her freedom.

If so, what can I do with what I am doing now? Perhaps, I should have listened to the advice of Lao Yan and Tang Yirou and stayed away from this case from the beginning. Because when the truth is really involved, I don't have the slightest sense of joy or accomplishment, there is only endless pain.

At this moment, an unprecedented sense of powerlessness spread throughout the body.

Memories of the past flooded back into the mind, and the nightmarish scene of seven years ago reappeared in front of me.

I saw the scene of that night seven years ago, when my father stabbed a dagger into Liu Dan's body with bloodstained hands.

Screams, pain, despair, countless feelings spread from the deepest part of the heart. For a moment, I felt that I could empathize with Liu Dan before I died, as if the dagger had pierced directly into my body.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell!" In the darkness, the crisp sound of the bell rang again, like the whisper of a demon, terrifying.

I couldn't tell if the bell was real or if it was just an illusion in my head.

Even so, he still stood up, turned on his flashlight, and walked slowly into the darkness where the bell sounded.

Since the other party wanted to borrow the bell and lure me over, he went to see him as he wished. After all, dust to dust, dust to dust, everything must have a reasonable ending.

What I didn't expect was that the space in this underground passage was so large that it seemed like there was no boundary at all. Perhaps because my eyes had become accustomed to this environment after spending so much time in the dark, I suddenly realized that I could see my surroundings more clearly even without borrowing the light of the flashlight.

The place I am in now resembles a wide arterial road, with all sorts of semi-enclosed rooms on both sides of the road separated by iron gates.

On the label bar on the side of the room, you can see some vague fonts left on it.

It says freezer, incubation, isolation, etc.

The semi-enclosed rooms resembled the cabins, the only exit was completely sealed by the steel door, and the handles and the openings in them were almost completely corroded, so I couldn't open the doors at all, and I could barely see through the glass windows on the steel doors.

Some rooms were completely dark, others were dilapidated, and in others, the blood stains were clearly visible.

To my horror, in one of the rooms, a corrupt skeleton appeared. Over time, the skeleton had taken on an almost ossified appearance, his hands dangling on the rusted shackles, and only the white bones of his fingertips could barely hang on them.

It seems that the things recorded in the diary are not made up. Decades ago, in these rooms, there were really experiments that exterminated humanity.

After such a long time, looking at the skeleton in the secret room, I can still feel deep despair and fear in his empty eye sockets.

This is not the first, and will never be the last, to die here as a result of those human trials. What does human life mean to those behind the scenes? Is it just a set of data on a report, or a text on a record?

"Subject", this seemingly simple three words, has almost cost countless lives.

I suddenly remembered a sentence: What is more terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart. Perhaps only humans can commit such crimes against human beings.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell!" The sound of the bell rang one after another from the front, as if urging me to move as soon as possible. As a result, I had to give up exploring the basement for a while and continue in the direction of the bell.

I don't know how long I walked in the dark, but after a few moments, another steel gate appeared in front of me, and on the side of the iron gate, I could see the faint red letters with the words "Area B".

To my surprise, the passageways on both sides of Area B were still faintly lit with red lights, and the crimson light reflected on the dark steel road, all revealing a strange atmosphere.

If Area A was an experimental site, what would be the current Area B?

The red light in the passage of Zone B is a light that is activated only in an emergency.

Similar lighting devices are installed in large laboratories or on ships and other vehicles to prevent the major effects of a sudden power outage.

However, I also know in my heart that this underground laboratory has obviously been abandoned here for many years, and it is still unknown whether the power supply will be able to operate normally. Therefore, it stands to reason that even if there is an emergency lighting device, it should have lost its original role long ago.

However, the dark red light in front of me was real, not something that I had imagined at random in my mind.

In this case, the only explanation is that someone in the control center of this underground laboratory has activated the emergency power supply in this area B, and specially turned on the red light in front of me for me.

It's not easy to do all this in such a huge underground lab. In other words, it is highly likely that the other party was a member of the staff of this underground laboratory, and is familiar with how the laboratory operates.

Before she died, Sister Yue'er once revealed to me that one of the masterminds behind the scenes was an old acquaintance with me, and I had been involved with him since the black gold case. Could it be that the guy waiting for me at the end of the passage is him? In this way, I was even more curious about the real identity of the other person.

However, as early as ten minutes ago, Lin Xiaoxue had already followed the sound of the bell and went deep into this underground laboratory. Although I have always disliked her, I categorically can't let her stay in such a dangerous place all the time.