This special item recorder is different from the previous old recorders. It will randomly add some embarrassing things to the audio file.
Before recording, the staff has transferred the past audio files in the recording pen to the mobile hard drive for safekeeping, ensuring that there will be no past audio files in it.
Ke Meng's finger touched the recorder lightly, and with just a slight touch, that wonderful feeling came over him.
There seems to be an ominous aura coming from this recorder, which makes people feel slightly uneasy.
Even Kemen felt uneasy, it didn't seem to be a good sign.
When it wasn't recorded before, it didn't have this ominous air.
"You guys go out for a moment. The danger level needs to be re-evaluated." Kemen waved his hand and drove away the less experienced staff.
To fight against hidden information, you need specialized candidates. For example, big guys like Bandage Man are not only highly gnostic themselves, but also have been exposed to much more hidden information than ordinary people, so they are resistant to this kind of thing.
The two accompanying staff members were originally handymen. They looked at each other and were at a loss. It was not until the orders from their superiors came through the earphones that they nodded and exited the room.
After a while, the bandaged man, Director Wu, and Director Lei entered the room at the same time.
The expressions of the three people were slightly serious, as if they realized that something was not good. This recorder may have recorded dangerous personal embarrassments that have not been recorded ten thousand and one times.
"Here, come and experience it too." Kemeng pushed the pen out. He didn't play the recording inside yet, so that everyone could have a new understanding of it.
The bandaged man first held the recording pen, looked at the dim white circle, and frowned secretly.
Director Wu and Director Lei on the side took out the spiritual fruit and slowly chewed it one bite at a time.
There are now a lot of psychic fruits in the bureau, and many people have exceeded their original full gnosis value because of this, and can hear a lot of secret messages.
But on the contrary, the more you know, the more risks you have. Unless you have rational things by your side, it will be difficult to keep your heart.
Director Wu and Director Lei were both ready and eager to try, wanting to feel something from inside.
Ke Meng was personally in charge. If there was danger, he would definitely not let them listen. Since he chose to let them experience it, the additional things recorded in the recorder should be within their acceptable range.
A minute later, the bandaged man handed the recording pen to Director Wu and asked him to feel it too.
Then the bandaged man and Kemen exchanged words, "This thing seems to contain very dangerous information. It doesn't feel simple. It involves evil special items."
"This probability has never happened ten thousand and one times before. This is considered a lottery 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 recording pen.
"I think of the word claustrophobic space." Director Wu judged from his own experience.
"I didn't think of anything, I just thought it was a bloody secret." Director Lei shook his head.
"Prepare the rational special items, I'm going to open them." Ke Meng held down the recorder and prepared to turn on the play button.
The feeling this recorder gave to Kemeng was not a very strong one, so it should be fine.
The three bandaged men took out the Copy of Reason from the storage item. This is currently the most commonly used reason item in the bureau and is durable.
Kemen clicked the play button, and the recording pen's breathing light circle changed from white light to green light.
A period of silence passed, and the voice of the patients screaming came from the recorder.
Up to this point, everything is considered normal and nothing abnormal.
At the tenth second, which is the recording section that should have been stopped, the green breathing light of the recorder did not end, and the sound turned into a rustling electric sound.
This is the basic daily operation of the recorder. It starts with a rustling electric sound, and after a few seconds, it will play some embarrassing things about someone.
These embarrassing things may be pornographic jokes, or they may be other secrets, such as the secret of arms reselling.
"Shashasha——"
The rustling sound of electricity sounded in the room and kept echoing, as if I heard the roar of someone.
The next second, the sound of electricity disappeared, and the rumbling sound of machine starting came from the recording pen, buzzing in the ears of the four people.
"This is..." The bandaged man had a vague feeling that it was a very familiar voice.
"Elevator?" Kemeng took the lead in speaking out his inner inspiration.
Ke Meng pointed out the word "elevator", everyone felt something and nodded.
"That's the sound of the elevator!"
As the recorder dinged, the elevator door opened, and then there was the sound of footsteps, as if entering the elevator.
A hoarse man kept cursing.
There was a heavy breathing sound from another person in the elevator, and the breathing became heavier.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
The other party's heavy breathing also affected Director Lei, Director Wu, the bandaged man and others present. They felt that their own breathing had also become sluggish, and it seemed as if there was a big mountain pressing on their shoulders, making them unable to lift their heads.
What kind of pressure is this?
Unknown, confused, and full of illusion at the same time, it is difficult to resist because the other party is more powerful.
There was an inexplicably depressing atmosphere in the air.
Director Lei rolled his throat and scratched his arm.
Director Wu frowned and looked unnatural.
The bandaged man's face was bandaged, and his expression was invisible.
In the recorder, after the hoarse man finished cursing, he said with the attitude of giving an ultimatum:
"Door ninety-seven."
"Atonement!"
There was a ding, and a crisp sound similar to the sound of a key bouncing on the floor came from the recorder.
Another man made a frightened voice:
"Yes, Master Jinmen."
Da da.
The man left and the elevator door slowly closed.
There was a ding.
The elevator doors closed completely and began to sink.
Listening to the sinking sound of the elevator, everyone felt that the soles of their feet were floating, experiencing the stages of overweight and weightlessness.
The man staying in the elevator sobbed and muttered to himself like a demon:
"Can't go, can't go, can't go..."
Listening to this muttering, everyone felt that his mood seemed to have shifted from fear to resistance.
The sound of picking up the key was clearly audible in the recorder, and then the elevator door dinged again.
The elevator door rumbled open.
When everyone was still wondering what the next sound would be, the room was silent for a while, as if the mute button had been pressed.
The recording pen's breathing light turns from green to white, then back to standby mode.
The depressing atmosphere disappeared, as if what I just heard was just an auditory hallucination and never happened.
After Director Lei listened, he subconsciously wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand. He obviously didn't feel that there was a serious mental disturbance, but it felt like he had run a few laps of a track and field.
Director Wu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It's strange to say it. It's obviously not scary, but he panicked when he heard it. It felt unusual, but he also had an indescribable feeling. He was not scared to the core, and he was not anti-human. idea.
He frowned and said, "This doesn't seem scary."
Hidden information often gives people a splitting headache, making them want to fill their brains with all kinds of knowledge that is against human society.
"After all, its function is just to record someone's embarrassing things. Don't be too embarrassed about the recorder." The bandaged man rolled his eyes at Director Wu.
"I'm just a little regretful. I thought it was secret information, so I waited in vain, haha." Director Wu laughed dryly. Naturally, his status was not as high as that of an S-class boss, so he could only apologize.
Kemen put his elbows on the table, put his hands together to support his chin, and looked thoughtful, analyzing:
"Hidden existence may not always be in a terrifying posture."
