Chapter 347: Harmonica

The illusion around them was dispelled by the candlelight, and the door of the 0451 laboratory turned into an elevator going down, and on the side was a safety staircase going down.

"Something is trying to interfere with us." Parker said, he was not surprised by these strange things.

"It doesn't matter, I came all the way from the Opportunity City not to be trapped on the fifth floor underground, there is always a way to get out." Chen Ke said.

"Sure enough..." Wang Ailin said secretly.

The three of them went down the stairs and came to the real containment floor under the protection of candlelight.

This floor was divided into many small white rooms, which consisted of three walls and a glass cover. The area was not large, only less than six square meters. Inside was a cement base with the containment objects on it.

In front of each small room, there were four devices similar to antenna dishes, which kept swinging and making a mechanical sound of "hissing".

The circles of rooms and the circular walkways in between formed a containment maze. Under normal circumstances, it can be imagined that some researchers would shuttle through it, holding tablets or notebooks in their hands and muttering to themselves.

The small room in front of Chen Ke had ID: 9832 written on the glass cover. He looked inside through the glass and found a harmonica on the cement platform in the room.

"This... isn't it just a harmonica... why is it being contained?" Parker asked. After all, this harmonica looked harmless, and there was no way to imagine why it could be contained.

"This... Project No. 9832 was taken back from Fenggang last month. It is a very dangerous thing." Wang Ailin said.

"Things infected by psychic energy are very dangerous." Chen Ke said. There must be a reason for what the national-level forces did.

"This harmonica was taken from the body of a fisherman in Fenggang. Before that, this harmonica had dozens of owners, and they all died without exception." Wang Ailin said.

"Is this harmonica poisonous?" Chen Ke asked.

Wang Ailin shook her head. She had read the archive of this containment, so she told them the truth.

It turned out that this harmonica had a curse, which could make any holder who did not have the ability to play a musical instrument instantly master the harmonica playing skills and reach the master level.

However, the holder must play 50 different songs every day to please this harmonica. The songs played every day cannot be repeated, and the songs played will not satisfy this harmonica.

If a certain number of songs are not played, or the length of the songs is not more than 2 minutes, it will be considered invalid.

If one day, the holder cannot meet the requirements of the harmonica, then the holder's mouth will immediately deteriorate to the state of advanced oral cancer, and die painfully.

"Will you be cursed as long as you hold it...?" Chen Ke asked.

"No, that's not the case, but as long as you blow it, even if it is not a song... you will be cursed. The principle of this curse is a bit like meme transmission, but it is not quite the same. When one holder gives it to another holder and lets him blow it, the curse will be transferred." Wang Ailin said.

"How do you know so much..." Parker suddenly asked.

"Because we used humans for experiments." Wang Ailin said.

"Humans? Where are your people from?" Parker asked cautiously.

"I don't know. This is not something I worry about. The institute will receive support from the country, and there is no shortage of amateurs for experiments." Wang Ailin said, her tone was sparse and normal, and her expression was not a bit strange, as if she was talking about something very ordinary.

Chen Ke knew very well that the institute was using death row prisoners for experiments to test various psychic research projects, which naturally included the containment objects.

In the eyes of scientists like Wang Ailin, scientific research results may be the most important, and experimental materials are just tools, and people who can be used as materials are no exception.

"Did they sign a voluntary agreement?" Parker was upset about this.

"I don't know... Parker, this is not something I should worry about. And I am not in the containment research group, my subject is the Great Void. If it weren't for studying you, I wouldn't appear at the containment site." Wang Ailin shook her head.

"You are too..." Parker's voice was a little louder, but was interrupted by Chen Ke.

"That's how the world works, Parker... That's why we have to leave before the Administration comes." Chen Ke said.

Parker nodded and walked in front of Chen Ke.

"The candles... are almost gone." Wang Ailin reminded him at this time.

Chen Ke looked and saw that the candles on the candlestick had burned almost 80%, which was too much.

Chen Ke immediately understood that the candlestick itself was not a long-term equipment, but his intelligence was too low and it did not fully play its due effect, so he could only use it for so long when he was in Van Hede.

"You just said that there is a vinyl record player releasing memes. Let's destroy it first, at least so that others can wake up." Chen Ke said.

Wang Ailin nodded, raised her hand and pointed to another aisle, saying: "That record player is a meme converter. All thoughts captured by it will be transformed into memes and spread out."

Chen Ke did not tell Wang Ailin about the voice in his head. The three of them walked along the road pointed by Wang Ailin and came to a small room with a broken glass cover.

On the cement platform, there was a simple-looking vinyl record player. A vinyl record was slowly turning. Although there was no sound coming out, it was actually transmitting memes and other things to the outside world.

"Destroy it." Parker said.

Chen Ke took out his Type 67 silencer pistol and fired four shots at the vinyl record, smashing the wooden record player into pieces and opening four holes on the disc.

"Is it done?" Chen Ke looked at Wang Ailin and asked.

"I don't know. I'll take off the meme blocker and see. If you find anything abnormal about me, help me put it back on." Wang Ailin said.

She touched the headphones with both hands and looked at Chen Ke again. She said, "You must help me put it on."

"I know, I know... Take a look." Chen Ke promised.

Wang Ailin closed her eyes and took off the headphones suddenly. After a few seconds, she opened her eyes and looked at Chen Ke, with a mysterious smile on her face.

"You..." Chen Ke frowned, not knowing what Wang Ailin was like now.

"Oh, it's okay, the meme transmission has stopped, and everyone should be..." Wang Ailin paused.

"Everyone should be normal...?" Chen Ke asked.

"I don't know, maybe there will be symptoms of brain damage, and serious ones should die." Wang Ailin smiled.

"Hmm..." Chen Ke pursed his lips, a little surprised.

In the world of 2006, the memes spread by the big black column would only turn people into ashes, but everyone was still normal, so why is this...

At this time, Chen Ke heard the vague voice in his mind again.

"Friend/partner, you + me, below, below."

Chen Ke was shocked... Why is there such a voice...