Colliers was anxious to know what the results of his experiment would be. But mice, kittens and dogs have no way to describe their feelings, say their own thoughts, they don't have the concept of self-knowledge, so they can't know what kind of impact the remodeling of the brain and nerves will have on the spiritual world. The only way to explore this proposition is to conduct human experiments. ”

"Humans are the only creatures in the world with advanced cognition, so experiments conducted on humans must be carefully studied and reviewed. But Gao Liqun couldn't wait that long, one of his feet had already stepped into that mysterious gate, and it was impossible for him to wait with the other foot hanging on. He can't support other people's bodies, but no one can stop him from having free control over his own bodies. So, he started without hesitation. ”

"A lot of people don't think it's something to blame. But in reality, very few people are completely independent and free, and we are as tightly and intricately connected as neural networks. The hole that was torn in our body was not only infected by ourselves. ”

So, when Colliers struggles to open his first door, there will be no painful struggles like the first step when he takes the second step. His family became his second test subject, and then the range expanded unhindered, to those unrelated people around him, and everything seemed so logical. Liu Mengwei's voice did not fluctuate, it was as flat as boiled water.

"How did you find out?" Wen Qiao asked.

"He had a special file on his computer, with no title, no description, and a few letters and numbers throughout. The average person doesn't think it's anything important when they see it, and unless they know exactly what he's recording about, it's easy to mistake it for junk or gibberish. But it is precisely because of this that this document was overlooked in the handover of work and was preserved. While I can't fully decipher the implications, there's one obvious hint in it. ”

"The number of lines? The form has 12 rows corresponding to 12 people in the office? Wen Qiao expressed his conjecture.

Liu Mengwei's eyes lit up, nodded and said, "That's right, it seems that you know more than I imagined." Gao Liqun used the initial letter of one of the 12 people's names to represent each of them, and recorded the experimental data of each of them. Because these people work and live under his nose every day, it is easy to contact them, and it is easy to observe them, they are simply the chosen experiments. ”

"You can see that the data is long and short, and a lot of the data is recorded after a certain date. This indicates that the experiment is likely to be no longer able to be carried out in this person, or that it has failed. There was only one piece of experimental data, called Q, which was recorded two weeks earlier, on October 30, two days before the murder. ”

Liu Mengwei's meaning is already obvious, this Q refers to Zhao Xiaoqing.

"But the fact is that Zhao Xiaoqing killed Gao Liqun with a knife, is it because she knew that she had become someone else's experiment, and she was unwilling to take revenge and kill?" Wen Qiao asked.

Liu Meng blinked slightly: "Since you have read that document, do you still remember what was written in the last record of Q's experimental data?" ”

Wen Qiao recalled for a while and said, "1337, 1213. ”

"That's the code that started this murder." Liu Mengwei said.

Password? Wen Qiao's heart was shocked, but he quickly calmed down and thought about what she meant by "password". “1337？ 13:37？ Hinting at the time of the murder at 13:37? What Does 1213 Mean? ”

"Not just to a specific moment, 1337 also hints at the date." Liu Mengwei prompted.

"Date? The date of the murder was November 1...... 1×3×37=111。 If you follow this algorithm, 1213 should mean 1×2×13=26...... Is it the number of knives that Zhao Xiaoqing stabbed on Gao Liqun's body? ”

"The forensic doctor is really a smart person, and he can understand it at all."

"What about the knife that cuts the throat? Is it that '1' in 1213? ”

"Perhaps. You know, even a well-written computer program doesn't always work exactly as you want it to. Not to mention such a sophisticated machine as the human brain. ”

Even though Wen Qiao had listened to her so much and had gradually accepted that this sounded a little incredible, she was still silent for a long time after she said what she said just now. "This ...... How can it be? Gao Liqun coded Zhao Xiaoqing's brain and asked him to kill himself? Why did he do it? ”

Liu Mengwei laughed: "There is a project called stress test in software testing, the purpose is to see how well the program performs in a high-pressure environment, and it can also help us understand where the ceiling of a program is. Colliers did something similar. ”

"We all say that there is nothing important in a person's life except death and life. If a person can put life and death out of the equation, then he can theoretically be fearless. Everyone thinks that it takes a lot of courage for a person to end his life with his own hands. But if you look at the statistics alone, it's actually easier to hurt yourself than to hurt others. Even in the Americas, where homicide is most frequent, homicide deaths are nowhere near as high as suicide deaths. In East Asia, where homicide rates are lowest, homicide and suicide deaths can differ by a factor of 10. ”

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Gao Liqun chose to let Zhao Xiaoqing carry out a more difficult task - to carry out a bloody and violent murder case with unforgivable crimes. He wants to test her limits, get rid of the nerves that govern morality, ethics, conscience, and the reason why people are human, and see how far she can go. ”

Liu Meng described Gao Liqun's crazy ideas in a calm manner, a madman who can experiment with his own life, a pervert who unscrupulously deprives others of their spirits, and manipulates other people's hands with his own hands to slit his own throat.

If the experiment fails, I will survive, and if the experiment succeeds, I will die. Chaowen said, death can be carried out.

On the beach, two figures, one big and one small, are playing to their heart's content. The silent and wise little boy was only 11 years old after all, and he was infected by his sister, and he also took off his shoes and socks, stepped on the sea, dug in the sand, and showed off to his sister the beautiful shells he had found, and the girl also shouted excitedly at the boy something, like two carefree happy birds.

Liu Meng looked at the two of them in a daze, a little distracted. "But even if it's such a person, I don't believe he will make a move on his own children."

Wen Qiao suddenly had a bad premonition, he followed her eyes and looked over, the laughter of the two children suddenly sounded a little inexplicably palpitation-the storm was coming.

The two little ones crouched beside a rock, as if observing something in the water, and their mouths were discussing with great interest. But suddenly, the voice stopped abruptly, and the girl stretched out her arm with lightning speed, and actually pushed hard at the boy in front of her. The boy's center of gravity was unstable, and there was nothing to rely on around him, so he could only fall backwards.

Wen Liu and the others had been looking in the direction of the two of them, and when they saw this scene, they were also taken aback, and hurriedly rushed over to check. The boy's exposed skin was already stained with blood, and what was even more terrifying was that his head seemed to have hit the hard stones, and faintly visible traces of blood had smeared into the water, smudged into a faint pink.

Wen Qiao reacted very quickly, carefully checked his wounds, checked his physical condition again, and after making sure that there were no other external injuries, he gently picked up Gao Mu and shouted, "Go to the hospital!" Liu Mengwei also came back to her senses, pulled Gao Caiqin, who had been too frightened to move, into the car together, and galloped to the nearest hospital.

It wasn't until Gao Mu was pushed into the examination room that everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Liu Mengwei and Gao Caiqin were both in a trance, Wen Qiao comforted him: "It should be just a skin injury." ”

"Do you know what's going on?" Wen Qiao pulled Liu Mengwei aside and asked quietly.

She looked sideways at the girl who was still curled up in the chair and weeping silently, and a tide of sadness suddenly welled up in her heart: "What happened just now may also be a program written in the code book, the last program left by Gao Liqun." Ling Ling and I went to his house and found that he also had a notebook for his family to record experimental data. He, the control freak, wants them to run according to the program they have set, and they can't trespass or exceed the rules. Your right is defined by Him, your mistakes are defined by Him, and life and death are also defined by Him. ”

Wen Qiao lowered her head, Liu Mengwei's hand unconsciously grabbed his sleeve tightly, and she was in a trance like crying, as if she was complaining about what happened to her.