On the other side, when Mo Jue and the others were locked in the secret room behind the painting, when they just got the question, someone asked back with an inexplicable expression.

"Only one person knows, isn't it you?"

But Xiao Guitong immediately shook his head: "The answer is wrong! You still have two chances now."

The player was shocked immediately: "Wait a minute! You didn't say that there is a limit on the number of times you can answer! And I didn't mean to answer just now, I, I just asked casually!"

The little boy said willfully: "I don't care, anyway, you are wrong! You have already used up your chance!"

Some players were very unconvinced: "You have a secret that only one person knows, but not yourself? Isn't this a contradiction?!"

The little boy took it for granted, "Because I'm not human!" He said it innocently, as if it was nothing to regret, "I'm dead!"

The players paused and fell silent.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to anger him for being cunning, or regret that he accepted death calmly at an age where he didn't know what it meant.

Yan also thought for a while: "We don't know the people around you, so we have to give some options, right? Why don't you introduce yourself first?"

The little boy didn't introduce himself, he thought for a while: "Then I'll give you the options for people you know! They are - my father, grandfather, uncle and godfather."

Some players were not very satisfied: "It's not clear, why don't you answer some of our questions? For example, who has the best relationship with you?"

The little boy was unwilling this time: "No, no, I have already told you a lot of information!"

The crowd struggled for a long time before he finally let go, "Okay then...one chance for one question, will you change it?"

Everyone looked at Mo Jue.

Mo Jue didn't hesitate: "Change it."

This kind of unprompted question cannot be answered directly.

The little boy was very straightforward: "Okay, what do you want to ask?"

There was also a document bag found in the hidden compartment of the drawer that had not been opened.

Anyway, I couldn't find the answer for a while, so some players also opened the file bag casually, and took out the files in it for a rough look.

As a result, he was shocked again without any surprise.

"Is this...the human experiment research protocol?"

Another player came over to take a look, and was immediately surprised: "Are they all?...Oh my god, there are so many samples, are they all human?!"

That document was signed with a drug research and development company, and it also marked with a clear company name, time and specific information, which is not at all like a plot fabricated by Aksha out of thin air.

Because unlike the adoption contract, which is one per person, the stack of documents doesn't look too thick at first, but after opening two pages, you can see a list of all the samples that participated in the experiment...

There are densely packed pages and lines.

Almost impossible to count.

Lian Yan also couldn't help turning cold when she saw it—the number recorded here alone has reached more than two hundred.

After playing Aksha games for so long, many players have discovered a pattern.

If there are fully detailed instances in the game...the vast majority of them actually happened.

Aksha never fabricates appalling human evil deeds, because these are the most indispensable in history

All the unimaginable and cruel methods to torture human beings are all thought up by human beings themselves.

If Aksha is really an intelligent life of another dimension, will he also find human beings ironic and ridiculous?

Keep the girls in one place, unified management, hard work, abuse...

There are also countless infants who can be adopted, sold, or even used for human experiments...

Yan also frowned slightly, vaguely guessing.

He took a look at the signed agreement.

This is an underground contract, and the recorded transaction is obviously illegal. Not only does it clarify the confidentiality requirements of both parties, but the money is also deposited into an account in the form of donations.

And the name of Party B is actually a Catholic women's rescue organization called "Sisters of Bangsaikuer".

Yan Ye's mind became clear for a moment, and then he couldn't help sighing softly: "...It really is them."

The player who opened the file bag before was still puzzled: "But, where did so many children come from?...Including the ones that were adopted before, there are hundreds of them, right?"

Yan also had already sorted out her mood, and raised her head to look at him upon hearing this.

His voice was a bit cold: "You can think about our character design...why are there so many girls locked up here?"

The person who asked the question paused for a moment, obviously not connecting the two things together.

Yan also took a deep breath.

"According to the information on the postmark, this place should be in Ireland, and the time is around 1950."

In 1922, Ireland declared its independence from British rule and established itself as an independent country. Since then until the end of the 20th century, it has been a very conservative country.

Catholicism is so deeply rooted that it even directly wrote "prohibition of abortion" into the constitution, and it was not until 2018 that the ban was abolished in a referendum.

Yan also looked at the expressions of the crowd, and understood that they probably hadn't paid attention to the relevant reports, so he briefly introduced the background.

"In that era of conservative folk customs, the 'Mother and Child Home' founded and managed by the Catholic nun group 'Sisters of Bonsaikull' was the only place in Ireland that could accommodate unmarried pregnant women."

From 1904 to 1996, nearly 9 unmarried mothers were taken in by nine mother and child homes across the country.

Yan Ye said: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be one of the mother and child homes. It mainly accepts girls aged ten to seventeen or eighteen... who are pregnant before marriage, or who were born in the mother and child homes at all. .”

"Abortion is not allowed... tell me, where are the children who were born?"

In the so-called "mother and baby homes", these women and their children who are regarded as "disgraceful" are not well cared for.

According to relevant data, at least 6000 babies died in shelters, and nearly a quarter of them did not live past their first year. The causes of death were not only malnutrition, various neonatal diseases, but also cruel vaccine trials and abuse.

The dead infants and young children were randomly buried like garbage, leaving a horrific baby pit under the old shelter site.

In 1975, nearly 800 children's skeletons were found in an abandoned pool at the former site of a "Mother and Child Home" in Tuam, County Galway, Ireland. The youngest was a newborn baby and the oldest was no more than eight years old.

Some players let out a small exclamation and couldn't help covering their mouths.

Yan is not as gentle as Shen Yongle, who considers the audience's acceptance, and speaks very straightforwardly to the players.

"Not only are children born out of wedlock unacceptable, those girls who are sent as sinners often become a family shame and are forever forgotten here..."

He shrugged, "You should be able to imagine what will happen to them."

Forced to do hard labor, abused, beaten and scolded, the children they gave birth to were immediately taken away from them and became "commodities" of the church or a line number on these materials...

If the unmarried mothers are abandoned by the family and forced to stay here, what awaits them is likely to be... forced to become pregnant again, give birth to children under abuse and coolies, and then repeat themselves, becoming the breeding machine of this religious prison.

"Do you think this is all there is?" Yan Ye remained expressionless, like an emotionless witness in hell, "No... think again, why is this place reserved for little girls?"

All the players couldn't help but get goosebumps all over their bodies at this time, and then thought of some terrible conclusions following his questions, their hearts were so cold that they couldn't speak for a long time.

Connect these evidences and recall what you saw before, and you will find many clues.

For example, although the three meals are pitifully simple, there are quite a few girls with plump waists...

Now that I think about it, I must be pregnant.

"Fuck!" Someone finally couldn't help cursing, thinking about the age of those girls, it was so angry that their lungs ached, "Are those still human?!"

A female player was trembling with anger: "These people still claim to believe in God?! How dare you say that the murdered girls went to hell?! I think they should go to hell!...No, going to hell is cheaper for them!"

She reacted for a moment, looked around, and instantly remembered what the female ghost said vaguely in the corridor before.

"The priest would bring the girls here...to do things that no one else could see."

There was no suspense as to what terrible things happened to the girls who were brought in!

"Fucking those scumbags!" The female player couldn't hold back her swearing. Looking at the room now, she felt disgusting everywhere, as if there was no place that was not soaked in the blood and tears of innocent girls.

Yan Ye and Mo Jue looked at each other, and both guessed the purpose of this room.

Mo Jue thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked the little boy, "Can I ask questions now?"

The little boy almost fell asleep waiting for him to ask a question. Hearing this, he cheered up and nodded immediately: "Yes!"

Mo Jue and Yan also exchanged glances, nodded, and asked word by word: "These four people are arranged according to your liking...in what order?"

The rest of the players were still a little puzzled. Seeing that the two bosses seemed to have an answer, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

Isn't this the same question as another player just asked?

Is it enough to ask something as simple as this?

So the one who finally knows the secret is the boy's favorite person?

The players were puzzled and a little nervous, reluctantly suppressing their questions and waiting for the little boy's answer.

"Of course it is..." The little boy suddenly paused in the middle of speaking, and then he regretted, "You are not one question! It is four questions!"

He protested reluctantly, "No, you can't ask like that! You can only ask questions that I can answer with yes or no! Like 'do you like daddy the most' or something like that."

Everyone thought about it, and their hearts were raised.

After all, there are four options. If you fail to choose the right answer, you can only rule out one wrong answer. The remaining chance is to choose among the three options, which is a matter of luck.

Those who watched Leshen's live broadcast immediately couldn't help muttering: "Hey, it would be great if the master of metaphysics was here at this time..."

Someone else offered advice: "Or ask the question 'Is it one of your father or grandpa'? At least you can choose one of the two next time..."

"A yes or no question?" Yan also confirmed the request, and then spoke directly without any disturbance, "So——you like these four people exactly the same, don't you?"

The players were startled, and then there was an instant uproar.

"What?!" A player couldn't help but interrupt, "Wait a minute, this question is too..."

"Isn't it possible to hear this? Even if this is the case, what's the point of getting such an answer?!"

The little boy seemed to have a rare kindness, and instead of answering directly like just now, he confirmed with him: "Well...do you really want to ask this question?"

Mo Jue affirmed: "Yes, just ask this question."

When Yan Ye was speaking, some players raised a question or two, but Sir Alex Ferguson spoke up, and no one dared to say anything even if he disagreed psychologically.

The little boy mumbled for a while, and finally answered under Mo Jue's urging: "Yes."

Yan Ye looked at the crowd who obviously hadn't figured out the situation, and chuckled lightly: "Then we can guess the riddle now."

"Wait a minute!" The little boy originally had a glimmer of hope when he answered the question just now, but now he realized that they should really know the answer, and he was a little anxious.

"Are you sure?!" The little boy died too early. No matter how smart he was, he was inexperienced, and his tone was uncontrollable, revealing his agitation. "This is the last chance! If you don't answer correctly, you will have to be imprisoned." It's morning!"

Mo Jue nodded and didn't say much: "I'm sure."

The little boy was still not reconciled: "Is it really, really sure?"

Mo Jue has already given the answer directly: "Your father, grandfather, uncle, and godfather all know your secret, and that secret is—he is the one who killed you."

The little boy stopped talking immediately: "..."

Mo Jue: "Isn't it right?"

The little boy finally replied unhappily: "That's right."

Some players fainted: "Wait a minute... Didn't you say that only one person knows?"

"Three of these four people have turned into ghosts? It's not right, then I would say that I must have guessed wrong..."

Some of the other players sensed something from the little boy's reaction, and suddenly turned their heads to look at Mo Jue: "You mean——his father, grandfather, uncle, and godfather are all one person?!"

"Yes."

The ghost boy's figure gradually appeared in mid-air, it was actually a little boy about three or four years old, with big eyes and long eyelashes, very juicy and cute.

This boy is obviously different from the female ghost in the corridor.

It can be seen from the fact that he admitted that they answered correctly even though he was very reluctant just now—this is a fairly innocent and kind kid, at best, he just hopes that someone will stay and play with him.

However, it was useless, even if people were locked up here, they would only want to leave all the time, and no one wanted to be his friend.

At this moment, thinking that they were going to leave immediately, the little boy was full of reluctance, and the loneliness on his face faded slightly after hearing the question.

He carefully explained his puzzle to everyone.

"Father Cindy said that both mother and aunt are the daughters of the bishop, and the bishop—or my father, once gave them the same name because of love."

"Later they were sent back here. My father said that my mother was a defective product. He liked my aunt better, so he became my uncle again..."

The amount of information in just a few sentences is too large, and everyone was a little shocked when they heard it. Combined with the dark speculation about this religious prison, many people have been able to make up the tragic fate of the two girls...

One of the two girls probably had a more tragic fate. She was raped by the ghost father and gave birth to a child. However, she was soon abandoned and the child was brutally killed.

She must have hated it.

However, as a duckweed blown by fate at will, she has no ability to save herself, and can only be gradually engulfed by despair, and finally chooses to end her life.

The little boy didn't seem to understand what a terrible thing he was talking about. He continued happily in a brisk tone, "Afterwards, Mom jumped off the roof and came to me."

The players immediately took action.

"what?!"

The female player just now looked around, and couldn't help being a little frightened: "So... is your mother here now?"

The little boy tilted his head and replied innocently: "No, mom doesn't like this room."

He thought for a while, and then added, "But I saw my mother just now... She seemed very upset and called auntie away..."

Mo Jue froze suddenly, and that bad intuition hit his heart again.

The female player is still asking: "Is your mother and aunt not in a good relationship? Don't they have the same name? They should be friends..."

Mo Jue stepped forward and interrupted their conversation: "What's your mother and aunt's name?!"

The little boy blinked, and now it seems that the eyebrows and eyes are really similar to Shen Yongle.

He said, "It's Cosette!"

Cosette.

Most holy Cosette.

That is the name that the bishop specially reserved for his own perfect work.

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