don't open your eyes [unlimited]

Song Huaimin froze in astonishment and frowned.

He still couldn't fully understand Ling Su's meaning, but he could hear the pessimism in the other party's tone.

Song Huaimin didn't ask much, reached out to take the letter paper from Ling Su, and walked out of the captain's room quickly.

This submarine has become completely different from before.

The dust-covered banquet hall seemed to come back to life in an instant.

Under the bright lights, people everywhere are drinking and reveling.

The table is full of hot food, fresh vegetables and juicy steaks are everywhere.The endless wine flowed down to the floor without hesitation, and disappeared without a trace before touching the carpet...

"The last time I saw this kind of scene was in the classic horror movie "The Shining"." Ling Su said with emotion.

Song Huaimin shuddered, and quickly came back to his senses: "What's going on?!"

Ling Su and Zhuang Die also left the captain's room, and they also appeared at the banquet with letter paper full of words.

Ling Su turned sideways, let a waiter with a plate pass, and pointed to the invitation letter in Song Huaimin's hand: "As long as you hold this, you will be a 'guest', and you can enter the non-existent banquet hall. This is the captain's invitation."

Song Huaimin looked at the scalpel he was playing with, and couldn't help complaining: "...Hasn't the captain been dismantled by you?"

"It's just to check, and I put him back together." Ling Su didn't care, "If he is not satisfied, I can also spell him another pose, such as Rodin's "The Thinker" or Michelangelo's "The Thinker" David"..."

"That's enough, that's enough." Song Huaimin couldn't help thinking about it, and the SAN value dropped a few squares meaninglessly.

He didn't intend to discuss the shape of a skeleton with Ling Su anymore, so he withdrew his mind: "In short, most of the hostage-takers are among these guests."

Since they can come to the banquet as long as they get the invitation, the exact location of the hostage-takers and hostages they have been searching for, the answer is naturally ready to come out.

The page about Paradise Island in the brochure is a fragment of an "invitation letter".

The hostage-taker entered the dream realm with the hostages, entered the submarine according to the guidance of the clip, and came all the way to the captain's room.

They opened the safe, got the invitation letter, and participated in this non-stop banquet under the kind invitation of the captain.

Song Huaimin looked at Ling Su: "Can you track their exact location?"

Ling Su put away the scalpel and nodded noncommittally: "The three hostage-takers are all here."

He opened the background, selected information sharing, and the positioning page appeared on the virtual screen next to everyone.

The bodies of the hostage-takers have been controlled by the police. By collecting the unique brain wave frequencies of these people in their dreams, they can be accurately tracked with the ability of "cocoon".

However, the current research results can only support this kind of close-range location exploration.

If you want the effect of marking a few red crosses as soon as you enter the map, and chasing and killing enemies for thousands of miles according to the limit of the map all the way, you need more time for internal personnel to upgrade their technology.

……

Song Huaimin glanced at the "air" next to him, and he had already locked the position of a hostage-taker.

He turned off the virtual screen, leaned over slowly and without a trace, and when he found the right moment, he shot suddenly and grabbed the man's clothes: "Don't move! You—"

Song Huaimin was stunned suddenly.

It was a drunken alcoholic who was caught by him.

The other party didn't seem to care about his identity and movements at all, but stretched out his arms staggeringly, and hugged Song Huaimin's shoulders with a big smile.

The strength of a drunk is often astonishing. The man picked up the glass full of wine in his hand and was about to forcefully pour it into Song Huaimin's mouth.

Song Huaimin pulled away the arm stuck to his body with all his strength, grabbed the arm and twisted it back, and pressed the man firmly to the ground.

The man seemed to be unable to tell what was going on, and fell asleep on the ground limply like muddy mud, muttering drunken words indistinctly.

Song Huaimin's face changed a few times, and he looked up at Ling Su: "What's the trick?"

If it wasn't for "Cocoon" showing that the identity was correct, this was one of the kidnappers they had been searching for. Song Huaimin almost thought that he had accidentally caught the wrong person.

"That's what worried me in the first place."

Ling Su sighed softly, and squatted down: "If you remember correctly, the brochure has been turned over very old... I'm afraid things will be a little troublesome."

For example, in the case of repeatedly playing the same secret room, most people go back and forth three or five times, and they don't need to check the map frequently and repeatedly find out the small note with the four-digit password.

Once the puzzle is solved, the surface is no longer important-not to mention that the scene in this dreamland is not complicated, and the code to remember is only four digits.

According to common sense, after a few visits, just remember the key points of "walking along the beach", "entering the submarine", "going to the captain's cabin", "the password of the safe is 1623".

Ling Su asked: "Under what circumstances, do you need to read the introduction book every time you enter the dreamland?"

Song Huaimin was speechless: "This—"

Ling Su wasn't going to ask him to answer at first, so he continued to talk with his fingers: "The first possibility: there are a lot of newcomers entering this dream, so the booklets are very old. But the scale of their correction center is still large. It's very small, so this is a PASS."

"The second possibility is that these people have severe memory impairment, such as Alzheimer's disease, traumatic brain injury, Korsakoff syndrome... But these diseases will significantly affect their state, and it is impossible to successfully deceive so many parents , this one is also PASS."

"Then there is only the third possibility."

Ling Su said: "For some reason, they couldn't remember anything or any information in this dream."

"People often forget their dreams after waking up. This phenomenon is related to the sleep period, cerebral cortex and logical conflicts in which they wake up... But if the subconscious mind has no impression of this dream, That's weird."

"Referring to the captain's logbook, combined with our current situation, I can think of only one most reasonable explanation."

Ling Su looked towards the lively banquet hall: "Even in the subconscious of Meng, these people have lost themselves."

Song Huaimin's face changed slightly.

He suddenly had a terrifying thought: "The guests here... how many are real people?"

"I'm afraid it's all of them." Ling Su spread out his clenched other hand and showed him the badge on the waiter just now, "This is a badge that only crew members have. This man is a sergeant."

The "people" who are responsible for preparing the banquet, cooking dishes, and serving wine and food to everyone are all the crew and sailors under the jurisdiction of the captain in his memory.

These "people" faithfully carried out the captain's orders and warmly entertained every guest who came to the banquet.

Song Huaimin's back was cold.There were at least dozens of guests in this banquet hall, he looked back and forth, and couldn't help saying: "But——how could there be such a large-scale..."

Halfway through the speech, Song Huaimin suddenly realized something and didn't continue talking.

He originally wanted to ask, "How can there be such a large-scale dream loss event, so many people stay in the dream, but it doesn't cause any chaos and commotion in reality."

But halfway through the question, he realized the problem - because the time in the dying dreamland was almost static.

These people have been here for who knows how long.They wantonly indulge in a relaxed and happy banquet, where there is endless food and wine, and if they feel bored after drinking and eating, they can also ask the waiters to take themselves to other rooms for some fun.

In the real world, all this is actually just a very short moment.

Blinking eyes, walking away for a few seconds, dozing off for a minute... This kind of phenomenon will not attract anyone's attention.

In these moments of reality that are so short that they can be completely ignored, some people are forever lost in the other side of the dream.

……

Song Huaimin was still not reconciled, he found out the remaining two captors, even picked up a large glass of beer, and put it directly on the head of one of the captors.

But those two people have long forgotten their identities and the purpose of coming here, and they are even very dissatisfied that this strange person disturbed their interest-the person who had a bottle of beer yelled angrily, and soon the waiter was polite. He apologized and took him away to change clothes.

At the same time, other crew members were also attracted by the sound, approaching them from various places.

The dresses of these crew members and waiters are slightly different, and their body shapes are also obviously different. They are much taller and stronger, more like sailors and well-trained soldiers who have been in charge of fighting against wind and waves for a long time.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Ling Su dragged Song Huaimin around in the crowd, avoiding the sights that were lingering around looking for their traces: "Be careful, if you spoil the atmosphere of the banquet here, you may be 'cleaned' out of the submarine."

Song Huaimin stared at him incredulously: "Then you still watch me put beer on his head?"

"After you buckled it up, I noticed that those people suddenly picked up the thing with fierce eyes, and I came to this conclusion."

Ling Su picked up a glass of wine casually, swept it around, and lowered his voice: "You can use a glass of wine to pretend...don't eat the food here, you will turn into a pig."

"This is the setting of Spirited Away!" Because the dream may be related to anything, Song Huaimin was forced to read a lot of works that should not be accepted at this age, and immediately heard something wrong, "Don't fool me with such things. , Where did you see Zhuang Die again!"

Ling Su slightly raised his eyebrows.

He also thought that under the stimulation of this series of changes, it would take Song Huaimin some more time to find out that Zhuang Die was missing.

"Xiaozhuang has his own way of thinking, and his perspective of observing dreams is different from ours."

Ling Su turned the wine glass and found that the crew returned to their original positions, and quickly poured the wine under the table: "He needs a certain degree of free space without interference to explore and solve problems according to his own habits. ..."

Song Huaimin interrupted him: "Did all your words mean 'I don't know either'?"

Ling Su nodded calmly: "Yes."

Song Huaimin: "..."

He wasn't as big-hearted as Ling Su, and he was about to turn around and go back to find someone, but he was not far away when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder by a waiter passing by with a plate.

Thinking of Ling Su's warning, Song Huaimin's heart skipped a beat, and he reached for the gun in his pocket reflexively.

He was about to remind Ling Su, but when he saw the other person's appearance, he widened his eyes: "Why do you—"

At some point, Zhuang Die had changed into a waiter's clothes, and returned to the banquet hall professionally carrying a tray full of wine.

"I pretended to pour wine on myself, and soon the waiter took me to change clothes."

Using the cover of the plate, Zhuang Di quietly handed a stacked note into Ling Su's palm: "The dressing room is behind the banquet hall, and further ahead is the preparation room and the back kitchen."

The dressing room is specially prepared for the guests. It only takes a few seconds to take out a brand-new and well-fitting exquisite evening dress. The waiter will kindly assist the guests to choose and help the guests to change their clothes.

Zhuang Die chose more than a dozen evening dresses, but he still wanted the one worn by the waiter more.

Song Huaimin asked: "They agreed?"

"I didn't agree immediately." Zhuang Die shook his head, "I used some methods and discussed it with him."

Song Huaimin was about to ask more questions when he suddenly woke up and shut his mouth firmly.

He was soberly aware that he shouldn't continue to ask, rubbed his temples hard, took a deep breath, and forcibly blasted the image of Zhuang Die stepping on the safe with a chainsaw out of his mind...

"After changing clothes, I entered the preparation room and the back kitchen smoothly, and searched other rooms."

Zhuang Die continued: "I found some information. Deputy captain, if you have already eaten the food here, it is best not to read it..."

"Who would eat the food here!" Song Huaimin felt a pain in his chest, "Besides, why did you remind me? Isn't your captain more like a person who can eat strange things casually?"

Zhuang Die thought for a while, but it was still difficult to break through the strong filter of "people who can snap their fingers to strike flames", and shook his head: "No. Also, you'd better find a chance to change into the crew's clothes."

"This banquet hall can only accommodate a maximum of 49 guests. Once this number is exceeded, some troublesome things will happen."

Zhuang Die looked back at the door of the banquet hall: "Just now, in the monitoring room, I saw the captain's ghost floating out, bringing back the 'guest' who was unconscious in the forest."