"I have a good suggestion."

"You say." Mirror and Zheng Kai, one question and one answer. The mirror said: "With your current bad luck, I suggest you go back to the kindergarten and bring a few more tricks." The mirror was worried about what Zheng Kai would encounter again.

But Zheng Kai saw through the thought of the mirror at once: "You want to go back to kindergarten, and then don't follow me out, right?" ”

"What do you say! I'm not that kind of person. The mirror immediately retorted. Zheng Kai glanced at him with some disgust: "You are not even human." For a moment, the mirror fell silent.

Zheng Kai was right. He's not even human. He's not even a monster now. Thinking of this, the mirror was very unwilling, and he wanted to get out of the mirror on the night of the blood sacrifice and become a trick like a painter, but under all kinds of interference, his thoughts were in vain.

Once he was just one step away from becoming a monster. But this step just made him unable to take a step. Zheng Kai saw the lonely expression in the mirror, and couldn't help but speak: "If you are willing to become a part of the kindergarten and coexist peacefully with everyone in the kindergarten, maybe the next time the blood moon appears, I will help you become a monster." ”

"Really?" The mirror was surprised. Zheng Kai didn't think much about it, since he was a member of the kindergarten, then he, as the principal, would definitely be able to help.

Zheng Kai thinks so and does so. Otherwise, Zheng Kai would not have helped Guo Shengping find an offering card and an offeror.

The stronger the trick like Guo Shengping, the greater the benefit to the kindergarten. Zheng Kai has no reason not to help.

The mirror also thought of this, and looked at Zheng Kai's eyes with a hint of closeness: "Principal, I've called you so much Principal, isn't my attitude of showing my identity obvious?!" You know, Director, I've always been on your side. Hearing this, Zheng Kai glanced in the mirror.

This guy has a mouth full of trains. It takes a while to think about it. The mirror is still nagging. Zheng Kai, on the other hand, groped his way into the basement.

It is said to be a basement, but it is actually more like an office floor with a large area. Here, rooms can be seen everywhere.

It's just that Zheng Kai doesn't know what these rooms are used for. Zheng Kai casually pushed open the door of a room, there was nothing inside, it was very empty, but in the corner, Zheng Kai found a few needles.

The text on it is clear. Zheng Kai is very familiar. A tranquilizer produced by Crouch Pharmaceutical. During this time, Zheng Kai was too familiar with this model of tranquilizer.

From the text, Zheng Kai can probably judge that these tranquilizers are the same batch as the tranquilizers used for the death of Watson, Yue Fang, and Lu Dafu in reality.

Zheng Kai frowned.

"If I'm not mistaken, the batch of tranquilizers that were produced at the beginning should have been sent to a psychiatric hospital, so how could some of them appear here?" Zheng Kai was sure that his memory was not wrong.

This batch of tranquilizers was sent to a psychiatric hospital. Even, the psychiatric hospital that took over these tranquilizers is not in Zhi'an City, but in Nanhai City.

In other words, at that time, the psychiatric hospital in Nanhai City, as one of the projects funded by Zhiwang Technology, obtained the tranquilizer produced from the production factory in Zhi'an City and shipped it back to Nanhai City.

These things can be verified from the order materials of Zhiwang Technology and the memories of Sioux City. After thinking for a while, Zheng Kai put the needle tube in his pocket.

The next room was still empty. There were still a few scattered needles in the previous room, and this room really did nothing.

There were several rooms in a row, and the rooms were empty. Just when Zheng Kai's mentality became a little casual, he opened a door, and the scene in the room made Zheng Kai stunned for a moment.

It's an office. But in terms of specifications, it doesn't quite look like the dean's office. There were papers scattered on the floor, mountains of white paper on the table, and even the sofa was full of all kinds of documents.

"This is supposed to be a workaholic's office." With so much information, it will take at least several days to read it at Zheng Kai's reading speed.

And each document has artificial marks and words, the handwriting is consistent, and it is obvious that the same person has annotated it.

Zheng Kai picked up a document casually. File Name: [Perfect Project 13th Trial]. Test Result: Failed.

On the side, someone artificially marked the reason: "The reason for the failure of this test should be that the efficacy of the tranquilizer is not large enough, and I will suggest to Mr. Qiu that the next production of tranquilizer increase the proportion of drug formulation." "The content is simple.

It's so simple that there's no description of what the test actually is. Zheng Kai only knew that the experiment had failed 13 times.

Change the file. The file name is much the same. This time it was 28 trials. The result was also a failure.

The reason for the failure of human annotation is that the samples used to make the test subjects are too self-aware and not easy to modify.

Then there were 39 failures, 56 failures, 81 failures, 124 failures........ This trial does not appear to have been successful.

There is a failure on every document. And the person who made the artificial annotation can always find a reason to explain the reason for the failure, although it is not known whether the reason for his approval is right or wrong.

Suddenly, Zheng Kai looked back at the number of failures. Zheng Kai found the highest number of failures with 283 failures.

But the question is, did there be a total of 283 cosmetic surgery patients in the body medicine aesthetic plastic surgery hospital back then? Probably not!

In that era when plastic surgery was taboo, almost no one would be dissatisfied with their appearance and choose to go for plastic surgery.

Only people like Yuan Fei, whose family conditions are extremely good and who are overly obsessed with beauty, will choose plastic surgery.

But such people are in the minority. At that time, the total number of plastic surgery in the body medical aesthetic plastic surgery hospital could not be close to 300.

Moreover, the 283 failures were only the number of failures that Zheng Kai found temporarily. Perhaps there are so many more failures, maybe even thousands.

"With so many samples, where did they get them?" Zheng Kai thought for a while. Where is there a lot of people, and some people disappear every now and then without suspicion?

Psychiatric hospital! No one cares if the mentally ill live or die. As a group that is incompatible with normal people, the mentally ill receive much less attention, especially the mentally ill living in psychiatric hospitals, who have little contact with the outside world, and the outside world rarely understands the mentally ill.

So, the mentally ill are the best samples. Because you don't have to pay too much! One more point, the mentally ill have one of the greatest benefits.

That is, they are alive. They still react to external things. If the body is brought from the hospital morgue for study, then the transformation loses its meaning.