Chapter 279: 1 secret past conversation

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This special item recorder is different from the previous old recorder, it will randomly add some embarrassment to the audio file.
Before recording, the staff has transferred the past audio files in the recorder to the mobile hard disk for storage, ensuring that there will be no past audio files in it.
Kemeng's fingers touched the recorder lightly, and with just a light touch, the wonderful feeling came up.
There seemed to be an ominous breath from this recorder, which made people feel slightly disturbed.
Even Kemeng felt uneasy, which didn't seem to be a good sign.
When there was no recording before, it did not have this ominous atmosphere.
"You go out for a while, this one needs to re-evaluate the danger level." Kemeng waved his hand and drove away the less experienced staff.
Fighting against secret information requires special candidates. For example, the bandage man is not only a high-growth person himself, but also has much more secret information than ordinary people, and is resistant to such things.
The two accompanying staff members were originally messengers. The two looked at each other and were at a loss. They nodded and exited the door until the superior's order came from the headset.
After a while, the bandage man, Director Wu and Director Lei entered the room at the same time.
The trio's expressions were slightly serious, and they seemed to realize that things were not so good. This recorder may have recorded a dangerous personal embarrassment that has not been recorded 10 times.
"Here, you guys come and feel it too." Kemeng pushed out the pen. He hasn't played the recording yet, so that everyone can have a new understanding of it.
The bandage man first held the recorder, looked at the dim white aperture, and frowned secretly.
Director Wu and Director Lei on the side took out the spirit fruit and slowly gnawed bit by bit.
There are now a lot of psychic fruit in the game, and many people have broken through the original full Gnosis value and can hear a lot of secret information.
But on the other hand, the more you know, the more risks you have. Unless you have a rational object, it will be difficult to keep your heart.
Director Wu and Director Lei are both ready, and they are eager to try, wanting to feel something from it.
Kemun personally sits in town. If there is danger, he will definitely not let them listen. Since they choose to let them feel it, the extra recordings in the recorder should be within their acceptance range.
A minute later, the bandage man handed the recorder to Chief Wu, so that he could feel it too.
Then the bandage man communicated with Kemon, "This thing seems to have recorded dangerous information. It doesn't feel simple, it involves evil special items."
"There was no such probability in the first ten thousand and one time. This is a win."
The two chatted casually. Two minutes later, Director Wu and Director Lei completed the pen test respectively, and both felt a strong malicious tendency from the recorder.
"I think of the word claustrophobia." Director Wu judged based on his own experience.
"I didn't think of anything, I just thought it was a secret." Director Lei shook his head.
"Prepare rational special items, I'm going to open it." Kemeng pressed the recorder, ready to turn on the play button.
The feeling that this recorder gives Kemeng is not very strong, so it should be fine.
The three men in bandages took out the rational copy from the storage props. This is the most commonly used rational prop in the bureau, and it is durable.
Kemeng clicked the play button, and the breathing light circle of the recorder changed from white light to green light.
A moment of silence passed, and patients screamed in the recorder.
Up to this point, everything is considered normal and there is no abnormality.
In the tenth second, the recording period that should have been suspended, the green breathing light of the recorder did not end, and the sound turned into a rustling electric current.
This is the daily basic operation of the recorder. Starting with a rustling electric sound, some people's embarrassment will be played after a few seconds.
These embarrassments may be yellow jokes or other secrets, such as the secret of reselling arms.
"Shushasha—"
The rustling electric current sounded in the room, reverberating constantly, as if hearing some people's roar.
In the next second, the current sound disappeared, and there was a rumbling machine starting sound from the recorder, buzzing in the ears of four people.
"This is..." The bandage man had a vague feeling, a very familiar voice.
"Elevator?" Kemeng took the lead in expressing his inner inspiration.
Kemeng pointed out the word elevator, everyone nodded.
"It's the sound of the elevator!"
With the sound of the recording pen, the elevator door opened, followed by the sound of footsteps, as if walking into the elevator.
A husky man kept cursing.
Another person in the elevator heard heavy breathing, the more he breathed, the heavier heavier.
I don't know if it is an illusion.
The heavy breathing of the other party also affected Director Lei, Director Wu, Bandage Man and others present. They felt that their breathing had become pupils. It seemed that there was a mountain on their shoulders pressing against them, and they couldn't lift their heads.
What kind of pressure is this?
Unknown, confused, and full of illusion at the same time, it is difficult for people to resist, because the opponent is stronger.
In the air, there was an inexplicably depressed atmosphere.
Director Lei rolled his throat and scratched his arm.
Chief Wu frowned, his expression unnatural.
The bandaged man has a bandage on his face, with no expression.
In the recorder, after the husky man finished cursing, he said with an ultimatum command attitude:
"Ninety-seventh door."
"Atonement!"
With a ding sound, a crisp sound similar to the bounce of a key on the ground came from the recorder.
The other man made a frightened voice:
"Yes, Lord Kinmen."
Da da.
The man left, and the elevator door slowly closed.
Ding sound.
The elevator doors closed completely and began to sink.
Everyone listened to the sinking sound of the elevator, and felt the soles of their feet floating, experiencing the links of overweight and weightlessness.
The man staying in the elevator sobbed, muttering to himself like a devil:
"Can't go, can't go, can't go..."
Listening to this murmur, everyone felt that his emotion seemed to shift from fear to resistance.
The sound of the key picked up was clearly audible in the recorder, and then the elevator door dinged again.
The elevator door rumbled open.
When everyone still wanted to know what sound was next, the room was silent for a while, as if pressing the mute button.
The breathing light of the voice recorder turns from green to white, and then back to standby.
The depressive atmosphere disappeared, as if what I had just heard was an auditory hallucination, which had never happened.
Director Lei finished listening to ~EbookFREE.me~ subconsciously wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand. It clearly didn't feel like a heavy mental disturbance. How did it feel like running a few laps on the track and field.
Director Wu also breathed a sigh of relief secretly. It was strange to say, obviously not terrifying, but when I heard it, I was flustered, and it felt unusual, but there was a feeling of inexplicability. There was no fear in my heart and no anti-humanity. Thoughts.
He frowned and said, "This, it doesn't seem to be scary."
Hidden information often causes headaches and you can’t wait to stuff your brain with all kinds of anti-human society knowledge.
"After all, its function is only to record someone's embarrassment, don't make it too difficult for the recorder." The bandage man gave Director Wu a white glance.
"I'm just a little regretful. I thought it was hidden information, so I was looking forward to it, haha." Director Wu said with a dry smile, his identity is naturally not as high as an S-level boss, so he can only smile.
Kemon propped his elbows on the tabletop, held his chin with his hands together, made a contemplative appearance, and analyzed:
"There is a secret existence, and it may not always be in a horrible posture."