Chapter 641 Nightmare

At the same time that Wu Di, James and their group were taking a detour back to Tiba City.

Mark and Jefferson, who had been on leave for three days, finally spent three days eating, drinking and having fun, and it was time to return to the base to report.

Driving a pickup truck, Mark was chewing gum, and Jefferson was listening to music on headphones. The two returned to the Salt Sand Base with a leisurely expression.

Mark glanced at the sign at the entrance of the base: Great Salt Lake Desert KS25 Base.

In an instant, the bionic nanochip hidden behind his eyeballs seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulus and entered the working state from the standby state.

In fact, the Intelligence Department has a clear understanding of the internal layout of the Yansha base, and has long relied on the data from the Shunfenger system to draw detailed internal architecture diagrams.

Simulation modeling technology was used to restore the real situation of the Yansha Base as much as possible through the conversations of internal personnel.

In fact, in the virtual training system of the Intelligence Department, there are highly restored modules of various bases of the Noah Society, which are mainly used for infiltration training.

The moment Mark and Jefferson stepped into the base, the bionic chip started working.

The two underwent a simple inspection, and then received a notice from the team leader, asking them to prepare. In three days, they will be tested for their loyalty.

Return to the dormitory at the base.

After Mark changed his uniform, he went to the training room and received unified training. Everything was as normal as before, with no sudden changes.

While listening to the lecture, he was writing notes. He subconsciously opened the next piece of white paper and was about to continue writing, but was shocked by the content in front of him.

On the white paper that should have been flawless, there was now a line of English written on it:

[Mark, don’t make any noise or be surprised. I am Aiken Hanke, the person in charge of the base. Now I need your help. If you agree, we will chat in A25 in the reading room at noon. Remember to bring your class notes. ]

What?

How is this going?

While Mark forced himself to calm down, he glanced around secretly. There was nothing unusual about anyone else.

He frowned and stared at the words on the paper, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. It was simply inexplicable why the head of the base, Aiken Hank, came to him, and in this way.

At this moment, the words on the white paper began to fade little by little, and in less than twenty minutes, they completely disappeared without a trace.

This situation made Mark even more worried.

Although he is an ordinary investigator, he tends to be red-necked and can barely be considered a member of the same faction as the military-industrialist Aiken Hank.

Although he suspected it was a conspiracy, he had no good solution now. Even if he wanted to report it, there was no evidence.

What's more, Mark is not a fool, he doesn't want to commit suicide.

After the training session in the morning, Mark packed up his things and went to the cafeteria to eat. He was thinking about the other party's intentions all the way.

"What are you thinking about? Could it be that sweetheart last night." Jefferson patted him on the shoulder and showed a lewd smile.

Mark shook his head, and then asked in a low voice: "Jefferson, have you seen anything strange in the class notes?"

"What? What's weird?" Jefferson was confused.

Mark saw that there was nothing unusual about the other person's expression, so he changed the topic: "I mean special precautions, forget it, I will go to the reading room to check the information at noon, and then go to eat."

"OK." Jefferson didn't ask anything, and the two walked together.

After lunch.

Mark took his class notes with him and came to the A25 area of ​​the base reading room, which was filled with various books related to information science.

But he waited around and didn't find Aikenhank's figure. He thought he was being let go, but suddenly he stopped.

Opening the class notes and looking through the blank pages carefully, he soon saw the answer.

[Third row of A25, "Intelligence Case Collection"]

He quickly found the book Intelligence Case Collection in the third row of A25, and then found a separate reading room.

After some searching, he found the message left by "Aiken Hank" in this book.

[Mark, when you see this piece of information, I may have been controlled and lost myself. Don’t trust anyone in the base easily, especially those who have done the loyalty test...]

After reading the above content, Mark's scalp suddenly became numb.

This base actually made this kind of thing, and then secretly controlled everyone through brain-reading equipment. The content on it made him feel fantastic, but he had to doubt it.

And when he thought about having to do a loyalty test the day after tomorrow, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Faced with this kind of forced brainwashing equipment, anyone who does not have cerebral palsy will stay away from it.

what to do?

It was difficult to tell whether the incident was true or not, leaving Mark in a struggle of fear.

However, "Aiken Hank" has given a series of suggestions at the end. According to the above content, Hank himself has made some preparations in advance and taken some drugs to resist brainwashing. He has not been completely brainwashed yet.

He looked at the last suggestion, his eyes uncertain for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and hit his head on the corner of the table, which was immediately bleeding profusely.

Covering the wound, Mark yelled outside.

Soon other people in the reading room found Mark with a bloody head and a bloody head, and quickly sent him to the infirmary. As for the excuse for injury, he accidentally slipped and fell.

The medical staff initially determined that he had suffered a mild concussion, which made him temporarily unfit for the loyalty test.

After bandaging the wound, Mark walked to the office of Aikenhank, who was responsible for internal inspection work.

"Come in."

Mark's face was pale and a little nervous: "Mr. Hank, I want to go home and rest for a week."

"..." Aikenhank frowned, but seeing his pale face and forehead bandaged with gauze, he finally nodded: "Okay, but don't leave Utah."

"Understood, thank you Mr. Hank."

After receiving the leave approval note, Mark did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he concentrated on it and asked cautiously:

"Mr. Hank, I heard that you like Austrian noble rot wine very much. In my house..."

Aikenhank looked unhappy and scolded with a straight face: "Who did you listen to? I hate botrytis wine the most. Well, go on vacation!"

"Uh...Okay." Mark smiled bitterly on the surface, but he was horrified on the inside because he saw Aikenhank's fingers making two small gestures with his index finger and middle finger when he said he hated botrytis wine.

This action was the action agreed upon by both parties, indicating that Aikenhank was in a very dangerous situation and might be brainwashed a second time by the secret organization.

Watching Mark's back leave.

Aikenhank felt that this guy was a little confused, and he probably had his brain broken.

When Mark returned to the dormitory, he quickly changed into casual clothes and hurriedly drove away from the base.

Under the sunset.

On the highway leading from Yansha Base to Salt Lake City, Mark was extremely nervous, as if there was a monster behind him that would choose people to eat.

In the desolate salt-alkali desert, the cold wind at night blew up waves of sand and dust.

The salt sand base that was getting farther and farther away became more and more blurry, as if there was some great terror hidden in it. Mark's heart at this moment just wanted to escape from this terrible devil's nest.

When he returned to his small villa, his back was covered with cold sweat. Stimulated by the fear and the wound on his forehead, Mark had a nightmare all night.

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