Boom bang Kevin punched the flesh and slammed the hammer at the director who was cowering in the corner. Although it seems that he is strategizing and making trouble, the long-term bondage and claustrophobic detention space also make Kevin feel extremely bad. It's a good time to stretch your muscles and vent.

The director screamed, and no one paid attention to him when he broke his throat. In exchange for endless beatings, under such continuous attacks, he could not use any means of recovery, so he could only hold his head and resist. Gradually, as time passed, the pain in his body became almost numb, replaced by a deep humiliation. Thinking that I am a good director, I have been beaten three times, which is simply unreasonable.

Wait! The director suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and in the constant beatings, he finally noticed an obvious fact!

"You're not crazy?" cried out the director in horror.

Kevin finally stopped, found a stool and sat in front of the director, and did not answer, just looked at him quietly.

"What the hell do you want to do?" the director was still squatting, not getting up.

"I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?" Kevin asked.

"There's bananas there, you ...... Why don't you eat something first?" the director gestured to the cabinet.

Kevin was unceremonious, opened the cabinet, and ate three bananas in a row, and the banana peel was placed on the table. Then sit back on the stool: "I'll ask you a few questions now, if you don't answer." I'll shove all the banana peels in your mouth!"

The director could only nod slightly. At this time, it was about half past five in the morning, the sky was already white, and the indoor light was relatively sufficient. The two sat and squatted, looked at each other, and finally got to the point.

"First question, who is that blond man?" asked Kevin.

"We don't know who he is, we just call him the Master. The director replied.

"Master, what sect?" asked Kevin.

"Well, well, this ......" the director hesitated.

"Come on, eat this!" Kevin handed him the banana peel.

The director slowly took the banana peel, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahahahaha! Do you think this kind of thing can threaten me? I don't care if you're crazy or not, but I'll tell you the truth, there are some things I can't reveal." ”

Kevin suddenly got up, grabbed the chief's neck, lifted him up, and pressed him against the wall: "Don't forget, I'm a psychopath. I kill people, I don't break the law. ”

The director's face turned red in an instant, and his hands tried desperately to struggle, but he looked powerless in the face of Kevin.

"Do you like the feeling of being near? I don't know if you've experienced it yourself?" Kevin said slowly, "Do you feel your light spell bursting out?

"Or," Kevin leaned into his ear, "how many more people do you need to synchronize with to be successful?"

The director only felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker, and his head was getting more and more dizzy. Suddenly, Kevin's hand loosened, and he immediately stood unsteadily, and fell directly to his knees. Breathing desperately, coughing violently, it took half a sound to ease up, his hands and feet were already trembling slightly, and a cold sweat broke out on his body.

Kevin just snorted coldly, "Eat the banana peel first." ”

The director still didn't move, kneeling on the ground, as if he hadn't recovered yet. But apparently, he is also thinking about countermeasures.

Kevin looked out the window, the sun was rising, and the sun was starting to shine into the house, "Don't delay. Even if your brawny men find you, what can you do?"

"A patient died last night," Kevin continued, "it was drowned, what are you going to do?"

"Medical malpractice?" Kevin asked himself, "if there wasn't a family fight, it would have been easy." But sadly, I'm here. I only need to say a few more words, and you're afraid you'll have to go down and be buried with him. ”

The director still held his posture, did not speak, and did not know what he was thinking at this moment.

"There are still a lot of family members in the clinic who haven't left, why do patients go crazy as long as the word 'drown' comes out? And not just one or two, but all of them go crazy together? I think they will be very curious to know this. Kevin smiled.

The director still didn't speak.

"Speaking of which, I'm curious, what is your emergency plan?" Kevin squatted down and approached to ask, "You play this hand, once the family knows about it, aren't you afraid that they will beat you halfway? ”

The director still didn't speak.

Kevin lost patience and grabbed him by the neck with a hard look in his eyes: "You have no use value." I don't want to talk so much nonsense with dumb people. ”

"Uhhhh......h

Kevin let go of his hand: "I'll give you a chance at the end, you know a little more about the director, but there were so many people last night, and there were so many people who knew the inside story, and it wasn't bad for you." ”

"I said, I said. The director took a few deep breaths, gave in helplessly, and his eyes were gloomy, as if he had lost hope.

"What's the name of the Golden Man?" Kevin asked in a cold voice as he sat back on his stool.

"His name is Budhouse," the director began, "and we all call him the Master." This church has been around for about two or three years, and the name of this religion is ...... True Light Church. ”

"True Church of Light?" Kevin raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you going to wage war with the existing Church of Light?"

"We don't know," replied the director, "we're just following him for experiments." ”

"What is the doctrine?" Kevin asked.

"It's basically not much different from the Church of Light, but it's just a little bit of content, and I don't pay much attention to that, so I can't answer some of them. The director replied.

After a moment of silence, Kevin then asked, "How often do you think yesterday's experiment of this scale will be conducted?"

"This ......," the director hesitated for a moment, "in the past, it could only be done at least once in two or three months, but recently the time interval has become shorter and shorter. When will it be next, we will have to wait for the notice. ”

"You mean the interval is getting shorter, and why?" Kevin wondered.

"Probably...... "Anyway, as long as we're all ready, we can experiment." ”

"How much can I get for an experiment?" asked Kevin.

"This ...... Money is secondary, the important thing is that everyone still believes in this. The director spoke.

"Faith, aren't you even familiar with doctrine?" said Kevin.

"Doctrines and the like are deceitful, we all know that, even the strong men under my command know it," the chief sighed and sat down on the ground, "all we seek is a way to become stronger." ”

"Hehe," Kevin sneered twice, "I've tried so many ways to become stronger, but even I can't beat it." ”

The director bowed his head in shame.

"Also, do you really think this kind of experiment can increase your strength?" Kevin laughed.

At this time, the director raised his head: "We have theories to prove that the light spell is actually quite a large number of people, and praying synchronously in a specific place like a church will eventually produce a certain effect to make people gain the power of 'life'. So we used this solution to have everyone struggle to survive at the same time to achieve maximum synchronization. ”

"Even though there were mistakes among us, some people died, and I regret it. But we didn't mean to kill people," the director argued, "and besides, everything in the world is survival of the fittest. All of us are already people with unsound hearts, and although the methods are a little cruel, it would be ...... if we could get them to contribute in this way."

Smack! Kevin slapped him in the face.

"Fortunately, I'm also a patient here. Have you done a physical examination of me? The only thing you have done to check me is to record the time I hold my breath! I don't even know if I'm crazy or crazy, and what kind of human contribution do you want?" Kevin slammed his fist at each other, and hit me again.

"What I hate most is that you people who seek personal gain, each one is more noble than the other," Kevin sat back in his chair, "I like NDE so much, why don't you yourself go to NDE?

The director timidly replied: "Because, we know the inside story." Even if we go into those cabinets, we know that we will be saved, so we feel different. So we ......"

Rub, Kevin got up again, and it was another beating!

"Do you know what an experiment is?" Kevin asked, "There are positive and negative proofs for experiments. Since you have a theory that you can gain strength through the near death, there is no reason for you not to do it yourself. Regardless of the success or failure of the experiment, something can be directly or indirectly proved, which in itself is the meaning of the experiment. ”

"Yes, yes, we were wrong. Don't hit. The director could only helplessly beg for mercy.

Kevin sat back on his stool: "Also, your theory itself is problematic. Is there a calculation formula? Is there a derivation process? There are many things that are theoretically feasible but not practical, for example. ”

"For example, if I tell you, 'As long as everyone in the country gives you a copper coin, you can become a billionaire in an instant.'" Do you think there's a problem? Is that correct? And there's almost nothing to lose for the others. Or do you immediately beg down the street and ask everyone to give you a copper coin? Or do you build a shed and gather some people and you sing and dance in the middle and try to beg for copper coins and see how soon you can become a billionaire?"

"The same is true for light spells, the human body itself is extremely complex. Nothing can be confirmed by one or two vague theories, and in this case, it is simply unreasonable to directly use that life as experimental material!" Kevin became angrier and more angry, and stood up again.

"I was wrong, I was wrong. The director hurriedly lowered his head, almost stuffing his head into the crotch of his pants.

"Eat the banana peel first!" Kevin exclaimed.

"Okay, okay, I'll eat. "The director literally stuffed all three banana peels in his mouth.

As he spoke, there was a noise outside the door. It was already past 6 o'clock, and many people began to get up one after another to start a new day's work. Soon, the sound of footsteps came from far and near, as if someone was hurrying to him.

Tuk tuk tuk ”

The director looked up at Kevin, who glanced at him and motioned for the director to open the door. He himself remained motionless on his stool.

"What are you doing? early in the morning!" the director regained his majesty the moment he opened the door, and angrily reprimanded his subordinates.

"Director, you ......" Outside the door was a security guard, who just wanted to speak, but couldn't help but be stunned, "Your face ...... This ......"

"Stop talking nonsense, talk about things!" The director touched his face, which was bruised by Kevin.

"Okay, something's wrong," the security guard whispered into the director's ear, "we checked the room in the morning and found that one person was missing!"

"Who?"

"It's Kevin!" the security guard was a little apprehensive, "we couldn't find him anywhere, and the doorman said he didn't go out, and he wasn't in the toilet, and no one saw him." What should I do?"

Director: "......"

There was silence for a long time, and the director saw that Kevin in the room had no intention of coming out, so he could only answer: "Okay, I know, you guys go down first." ”

The security guard could only leave resignedly, and looked at the director's face a few more times before leaving, with strangeness and incomprehension in his eyes. But I didn't ask much, and just went downstairs.

Closing the door, the director turned around and continued to face Kevin. Kevin smiled, stretched out his hand, and motioned for him to sit in a chair, "Let's talk." ”

The director sat a little nervously across from Kevin: "What else do you want to know?"

"Don't worry," Kevin replied, "let's imagine for a moment, do you think the state will allow you to do this?"

The director fell silent.

"Take 10,000 steps back, your theory is correct, maybe collective death can really become stronger. At the national level, it is necessary to regulate this high-risk experimental method. For example, the experiment must be voluntary, or must be signed by family members, increase the insurance system, increase the supervision mechanism, introduce corresponding laws, report at all levels, and approve at all levels. This is cumbersome, but it is legal, in line with social values, and can be more or less accepted by the public. Kevin pointed him out.

"But what are you doing now? You know in your own hearts that if you compare power to wealth, you are nothing more than a robbery and murderer. And it's extremely lame, so many experiments, and even I can't win? What a joke. Will all of your strength be added to that golden man?"

Kevin stretched out two fingers: "You only have two paths now, one is a dead end! The situation is getting more and more serious, the more people there are, the bigger they are, but you have no substantial increase in force." At that time, the state will order a clean-up, and you will be the first batch! Just like you fired the security guard on duty, I think the attitude of the golden man towards you is similar. It's just that it won't be as simple as expulsion when the time comes. ”

The director's gaze wandered, and he wanted to say something but held back.

Kevin seemed to see through him: "You can't run away, don't think about this." It takes hard power to escape, and even I can't win, so where else can I run? The sky is full of parrots. Does the king have someone to answer you? Because you are too weak and too humble. If you fail, there's no need to waste energy on you. ”

The director was silent for a moment and asked, "What is the second way?"

"It's very simple, atonement for the sin," Kevin replied, "It's still too late to rebel, and throughout the history of the world, there have been countries that have successfully rebelled many times and still become victors." Even if you can't hide what happened to you, it's still possible to clear your name if you've done great things. ”

The director smiled bitterly: "You don't know the seriousness of the matter at all, there are our people within the sheriff, the Bright Church, the Wang Academy, and the high-ranking nobles, and this is very involved." Because after all, everyone wants power. I'm jumping back?haha......"

Kevin stood up, and the director hurriedly put away his smile.

Kevin sat down again: "So you chose to die?"

The director responded silently.

"There's a question you don't understand, once something happens, it's someone else's business whether someone else dies or not, but you will definitely die! Why? Because I'm going to stab you," Kevin said very bluntly, "It's your bad luck to meet me, but it's also your luck, it's up to you to choose." ”

"What can I do? After all, I can't beat you. The director tried to shirk it.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die. Kevin smiled, "But this decision is a bit bigger after all, and I can give you time to think about it." Just one day, give me an answer in a day. ”

The director nodded.

"Before that, I was still living in my room, I was still insane. You're also the director, and I'm bothering you to hand over the Staff of Authority for self-preservation. Kevin stretched out his hand.

The director sighed, hesitated for a moment, but obediently handed over the staff.

"Oh, that's good. Kevin inspected it and nodded approvingly, "You don't know the time when you don't attack me with a staff." ”

The director bowed his head and said nothing. Kevin didn't say anything more, took his staff, opened the door and left.