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Private correspondence between Mrs. Grey and Cerina Wittgenstein
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Dear old friend Celina:
I heard you need an engineer for your project in the Brooklyn suburbs.
Our friend Mercury Rose recommended one to you. When Paradis was first established in New York, we built an engineer named Eisen Messerschmitt who was well-versed in various civil engineering disciplines and was also very talkative. It is said that in the early Nieto cognitive development activities, Eisen was one of the few people who could keep up with Nimokin's social activities.
Her knowledge comes from abstracts such as "Standard Handbook for Civil Engineers," "Structural Analysis," and "Site Engineers Manual," far surpassing that of the so-called top students at Stanford. Her colleagues usually describe her as open and talkative, adept at offering diverse suggestions and forward-thinking ideas. More importantly, she is one of us, and you can completely trust her. Paradis strongly recommends that you consider her.
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Secretary of Intelligence/Technology, Security and Strategy
783 File Box
"It's normal to be ashamed to talk about something, but more often it's about certain unspeakable secrets: your crush, your lover, your debts, your sexual fetishes, your job, or even your criminal record... These things are harder to bring to light than you imagine. Now, find a way to unseal them, confront them, and then destroy them."
The set design is straightforward: a file box on the table sealed by some kind of mechanical device, and a mannequin lying on the desk covering its face. The presentation has shifted from the progression of life to some more private content.
Jamie and Perilanca were puzzled. The growing vigilance and the scarcity of clues prevented them from taking immediate action, and they could only stand in the study looking at each other in bewilderment.
"What does she mean by saying she wants to destroy this content?"
As Perilanca locked the door, he asked questions about the next steps. How could Jamie, also a "beginner," possibly know the method? The only useful information on the scene was that two of the five sealed document boxes had been opened, one had been taken away, and the other was still lying quietly on the table.
Following this line of reasoning, could there be at least three other normal people like them in the mansion?
“This thing, damn it…” Jamie tried to fiddle with the mechanical lock, but to no avail: “We can’t just take it apart; we need to find a switch or something.”
"...Villes Skinnert."
Perilanka then tried to examine the information in the opened document. The first page contained personal information, including age, life story, and occupation. As for the large stack of papers at the back, he wondered if it was indeed, as that bastard had claimed, some more private information.
Perilanka flipped through the file, seemingly lost in thought, and said, "This is a lawyer who works at the New York Supreme Court... in his thirties, quite young."
"But this information is of absolutely no help in finding the answer."
"Tsk..."
Jamie was right. What were they looking for, and where should they even begin? They had absolutely no clues...
[Bang bang bang]
While they were pondering, there was a loud knock on the door behind them. Their briefly relaxed nerves instantly tightened. Lacking any means of retaliation, their first thought was to find a hiding place. Under the desk, in the wardrobe, or even in the passageway of the extinguished fireplace—there were too many places to hide.
Before Perilanca could stick his head into the fireplace, the shouts from outside the door brought them some temporary relief, but were replaced by even more questions.
"Velles? Velles! Open the door, you son of a bitch! It's me! I've found the mechanism!"
? !
The man outside mentioned Veles, the lawyer's name mentioned in the unsealed documents, which confirms the hypothesis that there are other people who were led to the study, and their target is likely also these documents.
But are they hostile to us?
......
"Take this thing and smash it on his head if things get out of hand."
Jamie picked up two broken stool legs from the ground, handed one to Perilanca, and the two went to lie in wait in front of the study door.
When Jamie's hand touched the door latch, Perilanka's heart leaped into her throat. No matter how calm she was, she couldn't change the fact that she was a woman. She had never engaged in any harmful profession or incident in her life, and if she were to retaliate, she probably wouldn't be as free as Jamie.
"twenty three..."
The countdown began, and there was no time for her to hesitate. Gripping the stool leg tightly, she mustered the courage she had when cleaning spiders from the room to deal with the situation.
"2...1!"
The countdown ended, the bolt was released, and Jamie opened the door forcefully, making a move to hit the other person on the head with the stool leg in his hand.
"Hey!"
The other party instinctively raised his hand to defend himself, which seemed like a normal person's behavior. Neither of them made any further offensive moves until a few seconds later when the other party realized that he had not been hit. Only then did he cautiously lower his hand and look at the fierce-looking man and woman in front of him, a strong sense of disgust arose spontaneously.
"Who the hell are you?"
"And who the hell are you?"
Jamie's attitude was naturally not much better than the other party's. After all, in these extraordinary times, he could not easily trust anyone, even those who seemed normal, including this little rascal with the perm in front of him.
The atmosphere was tense; a wary person sitting next to someone who had almost been beaten wouldn't have a good atmosphere. Fortunately, Perilanka stopped in time and asked in a low voice, "It seems you're not with those maniac killers?"
"How could that be? Do I look like a murderer?!" With that, the other person stepped aside and went straight into the room: "But you two, the first thing you did after opening the door was to prepare to hit me with two clubs. I should be glad that I have some semblance of a decent appearance."
...What he said makes sense. Aside from the subconscious protective action, the two of them did indeed regard the other as a normal person because of his relatively neat appearance.
Upon entering, he immediately began searching around. After confirming that the documents were correct, he searched the place where the two had planned to hide. However, his increasingly dissatisfied expression and muttered curses clearly indicated his predicament.
Jamie and Perilanca exchanged a glance, then silently locked the door again, waiting for him to search the entire study thoroughly before coming back to them as a last resort...
"OI, have you two seen a blond guy with wavy hair, wearing a white shirt and dress pants here?"
The other party's question was hardly polite. Jamie carefully sized up the guy in front of him. He was also dressed like a beast in human clothing, only his clothes looked a little more plain. But he didn't look like the kind of high-class person that Jamie could easily scam.
He answered truthfully, "I didn't see any. There was no one here when we arrived."
"Damn it, I told him to stay here and keep watch, where has he gone now?"
From his reaction, Perilanka gleaned the following information: 1. There were two or even three other normal people like them. Besides their appearance, the equipment they wore on their chests and the night vision goggles on their heads were also identifying features. 2. The other party already knew how to open the file box, and one document had been processed. They were working in pairs, and this guy was helping a lawyer named Veles process the document.
Therefore, before the other person could leave, Perilanka quickly grabbed him and tried to ask for information that could help them...
784 Return to the main house
"It seems you've found a way to handle these files? Could you share it?"
Jamie then realized the key point, finally restrained his sharp edge, and silently waited for a reply.
No matter how unpleasant the previous experience was, seeing the other party's sincere attitude would subconsciously calm one down, and this guy in front of him was no exception.
"The clue is in the room where you woke up, in the button on the bedside table. Didn't you carefully check your surroundings when you woke up? It's really not easy to have survived this long."
"Nightstand?"
Perilanca, who awoke in the main bedroom, was already suspicious enough, let alone Jamie, who started moving around outside the mansion. He had no idea what more important clues were hidden between these sets, let alone searching the rooms.
However, he still chose to keep this information to himself, reasoning that it was best not to reveal too much about his unexpected experience when he knew very little about the other person, so as not to put himself in a disadvantageous position.
"Alright, I have to go find that slippery guy, Veles. If we want to see him again later, we'll have to wait until we survive."
After saying that, the other party was about to leave, but Perilanka wouldn't let go of any opportunity that could help him survive, so he quickly stopped him.
"What's wrong with you?"
“I think we can consider cooperating,” she said, using the same tactic as before, but you couldn’t deny that she made sense: “Since we are all rare normal people, wouldn’t our chances of survival be higher if we act together? Besides, you should need some help, right?”
Jamie didn't particularly like the guy in front of him with such a bad attitude, but he certainly didn't object to cooperating. After all, this guy was capable of finding key clues, so he was definitely more capable than Jamie himself, who knew absolutely nothing.
A brief silence fell between them. The other party seemed to be weighing the pros and cons. Perilanka was immediately delighted. Of course, he had no reason to refuse, after all, survival was the first priority, wasn't it?
......
"I don't know why, but when I see your face, I feel a strange sense of disgust."
"Uh...what?"
The first thing the other person said was abusive language, which caught Perilanka off guard. Even Jamie, who had been watching in silence, couldn't help but frown and take a step forward. His special job made his steps very heavy, and each step carried a strong sense of pressure, but the other person didn't seem to take it seriously.
"However, never mind... Once I find Veles and process the documents, I'll wait for you near the pool in the back house. Remember, the place to process the documents is the shredder in the garage of the annex."
After saying that, he let go, hoisted the file box onto his shoulder, and ran towards the end of the corridor: "Adnan Nagam, call my name when you get there, let me know that you are two normal people, good luck."
......
"This is so inexplicable..."
After a long silence, Jamie finally spoke. He had kept quiet so as not to ruin the atmosphere, but the other party's attitude seemed to be much worse than his own.
Perilanka also expressed his confusion, but didn't take it too seriously, slowly shaking his head: "Never mind, it's good enough that we can cooperate. At least their progress is much faster than ours. Let's go back to the main house and look for clues."
......
"The three reagents have been brought into contact, and we are trying to further increase the reaction rate. Please have the engineering department prepare accordingly."
"It seems that one of them has already noticed something. Pay close attention to reagent number 3 and control the variables that this reagent can come into contact with."
......
"Damn it, there's someone in the garden..."
On their way back to the main house, the two encountered the man with the weapon again. He had returned to the central garden, repeatedly searching for his target. This time, Jamie was able to examine the details of his body more closely. He possessed the same equipment as the man, though it had been forcibly dismantled, leaving him covered in wounds. At least it was clear he was human. The area was completely blocked off with barbed wire, which facilitated their safe passage through the corridors, but conversely, restricted their escape route.
But at least there's one route for them to return...
"Let's go..."
Without further ado, the two immediately began moving towards the main house along the inner corridor. Of course, they would pass by that madman along the way; his whispers and panting still lingered in their ears. If the corridor hadn't been so dark, he would have noticed them immediately.
"Find my body, then lightly kiss my buttocks with pepper spray..."
His whispers were equally illogical, and he may have entered a state of frenzy and fear, to the point that he could no longer utter a single complete word related to the things before him.
"I didn't want this to happen, but the doctor was watching... the doctor was going to hurt me, hurt me..."
Perhaps they should have tried this route sooner, as it would have been much less risky. Of course, there were also corridors between the two floors for them to travel through, but those were not yet their exploration route.
However, how do I get back to the main house via the normal route?
“That guy is watching the main entrance, so we can’t get in through the front door.”
Perilanka pointed to the corridor lights, only the entrances to the main and auxiliary houses were lit, and they couldn't safely enter through the doors without being discovered.
Jamie tried to slide the window twice, but it didn't budge. Through the night vision goggles, he could see it was a guest room inside...
"We'll break through the window and get in."
"Are you serious?"
"Inside are guest rooms, and there are many places to hide. This is the only place you can go in now."
Without hesitation, Jamie's job left him little time to think after making a decision, so he smashed the window and climbed inside.
The sound of shattering glass was the loudest sound amidst the screams in the mansion. If Jamie had said he was calm, he would have slapped himself, since he couldn't be sure of the mental state of those lunatics.
But at least one thing he was certain of...
"Damn it, don't come in!"
[Dong dong dong dong dong]
"what?!"
Perilanka was about to climb into the guest room when Jamie stopped her outside. But she quickly noticed the hurried footsteps in the hallway and hurriedly hid in the oil drum by the window.
And all I can do is rely on the little time I have left to hide under the bed... There's still time...!
【boom! 】
The door was flung open in an instant, leaving a horrifying crack in the door panel. The culprit behind this attack remains unclear to Jamie. Under the bed, all that can be seen is a huge arc and a pair of high heels...
General experimental population profile
Classification Guidelines: General Experimental Population:
prototype
The most important characteristic of the standard experimental population of missing persons is their high degree of "concealment." This includes those disenfranchised, the lost, and those deemed worthless, such as drug addicts, criminals, dissidents, artists, leftists, and vagrants.
The essence of charitable services is to attract such samples.
Enhanced version
Bandages/splints are rarely or never used to maintain basic mobility, and ordinary test subjects may use weapons temporarily in the test environment.
psychological
Their intelligence is below average (also known as intellectual disability), and their aggression relies primarily on fear and large amounts of chemical stimulation.
The first phase of the Cceive project's debugging has made the general experimental population highly susceptible to charm and operant conditioning, and it is expected that they can actively follow the guidance of the premium assets and their environment.
Doctor's Explanation