Absurd deduction game

A brief conversation in the hall decided the fate of the thirteen selected people.

Carlos took advantage of the recorder and other people surrounding the female commander to listen to her instructions about other daily affairs of the base, and stuck the little paper man in the crack of the metal door. This was a place that was not easy to be found.

Then he withdrew his energy from the paper man and opened his eyes on the sofa in the lounge.

The people in front of them, whether they were Xiaoyao who had been manipulated or other familiar or unfamiliar people, were still chatting and waiting for the test outside to end. No one would have thought that the female chief had just personally ordered them to be dealt with. .

Carlos tilted his head and watched the scene.

He still felt strange.

Are they really infected?

In this world's world view, the word infection is limited to being contaminated by the spirit virus. Failure to resist the infection has led to irreversible death unknowingly.

If this is the case, it is normal for the base to deal with them. The infected people no longer have the emotions that humans should have, but will bring endless danger to the people around them in the process of dying.

To put it simply, it is a time bomb that abandons similar thinking.

The problem is...

They did not meet the conditions for this infection.

Even if these people in front of him are all newly infected and happen to have mild symptoms after infection, what about him?

Carlos can always be sure that he is not infected.

As for Xiao Yao, this girl has a lot of human emotions, and she has not become paranoid or unreasonable. Although he guessed that the actor has done something to Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao's overall thinking has not changed. The actor's methods have nothing to do with this world. The viruses are also different.

The base classified people who were not infected with the virus as infected and easily decided to dispose of them.

Is this really a place that offers protection to survivors?

"Aluo, are you worried?" Xiaoyao glanced at him and said worriedly, "You haven't spoken a word..."

Normally, Carlos, a social nerd, is very willing to join in various topics.

Carlos looked up at her and thought for a moment.

The purpose of the base is not important at the moment. What is important is what these thirteen people selected have in common and will be judged as infected.

At that time, their samples all showed green lights in the instrument, which meant safety. However, after listening to the recorder's broadcast of one thing behind the other, he realized that the instrument was simply an embroidered pillow, which looked good but was useless.

Perhaps all sample instruments will show a green light, which is a way to reassure everyone, and it is people who decide whether they are infected.

The lounge was pointed out to them by the recorder.

The person who tests passes the information to the recorder, who then separates them, the "infected people," from other people. This way of transmitting information is very important.

Maybe it's to detect a certain movement of a person? Or a certain sentence or a certain word.

Anyway, when he was being examined, the examiner suddenly mentioned his sister and chatted with him for a while. Carlos felt a little strange at the time. Now it seems that maybe the examiner was transmitting messages to the recorder. After all, that conversation was quickly interrupted by the recorder, who then assigned him to the current lounge.

But in addition to the private allocation decisions, there must be something about them that caused them to be labeled as infected.

Carlos vaguely heard the sound of approaching footsteps outside.

It looks like someone is here to deal with them.

Speaking of where the base would throw infected people, Carlos was also curious. He had never been exposed to this aspect of work. These were things that only the cleanup team and other management would do.

He could have just escaped now, but if the remaining 12 people died, there would be no way for him to find common ground.

Carlos decided to let nature take its course and look back first.

After something like this happened, he would definitely not be able to stay at the base any longer. It just so happened that he could switch positions with Zhao Yijiao - or directly switch positions with Yu Xing, allowing them to enter the base to continue their exploration, while he himself could use the space advantage to move in. Explore a few more places in the city.

Fortunately, if he goes to the city, he can also take other people in the lounge with him, provided that these people realize that they are no longer welcome in the base when they are dealt with later, and they have to find another place to go.

Carlos looked at Xiaoyao without saying anything. Xiaoyao showed a puzzled expression. Just as he was about to say something else, the door was opened.

"Is someone coming again?"

"Is the test over?"

The people in the room looked out the door at the same time, but what was waiting for them was a dark gun, with the black muzzle pointed at them. The people holding the gun were all wearing the uniforms of the cleanup team.

Actors are not among them.

Carlos felt that these people were unfamiliar to him. It seemed that he had never seen them in the base or during the daily patrol of the cleaning team.

"What...are you doing?" Someone looked confused.

"Hey, why are you pointing a gun at us?" Xiaoyao stood up immediately. She usually had contact with the cleaning team, but she had no respect for the people in the cleaning team.

"Everyone stand up." The leader was a man who looked to be in his 40s. Wearing a thick filtering metal mask, he flicked the muzzle of his gun and motioned for them to do as he said: "There is something wrong with your test samples. A re-examination is needed, the doctor is waiting for you, come with me."

Carlos was amused.

They all came with guns and found excuses to make them go to the burial place voluntarily. This is not very credible.

As expected, some of the more vigilant people already frowned: "If it's just a re-examination, it's fine. I will cooperate, but can you put down the gun?"

The middle-aged man said coldly: "Sorry, it's my duty. This is for safety reasons."

"Hey, what's safety? Tell me clearly." A very strong man stared at the gun with dissatisfaction. "There is just something wrong with the sample. It was your work error, not our fault. Why should we be shot?" Pointing? At least until the re-examination results come out, we are all normal survivors of No. 51 collective, right?"

A woman with short hair said: "We didn't say we wouldn't cooperate. Now you can shoot us whenever you want, right?"

Carlos wanted to be angry, but he didn't expect that he didn't need to say anything, and the others would start arguing on their own.

In fact, it is because the apocalypse has made people realize the cruelty of the world and cherish their lives even more. When they suddenly see guns that can threaten their lives, people will unconsciously feel stressed.