"Lieutenant Colonel Rezenov." Glancing at Long Yun crowded in the elevator, Kirov habitually touched his chin, "There are still some short tests to be done later, do you have time now?" ”

"Oh, I'm okay today."

"Okay. Once you're done, let's eat in our restaurant. ”

Leading Long Yun back to the third floor above ground, this time they didn't go back to the office where he first came, but walked straight along the dappled window corridor to the building area on the other side of the building.

As he walked, Long Yun noticed the institutional setup here, although some of the rooms with open doors looked like small real rooms for some kind of analysis or research, but there were no nameplates or prompts. The KGB's secrecy measures have always been meticulous and indiscriminate, and he has a very intuitive impression of this.

Approaching the door of an unremarkable house, Kirov nodded to the men in white coats who were already waiting here, opened the door and walked in with them.

"Okay, then I'll sit here. Comrade Rezenov, Agent 15 will explain to you the contents of the test. ”

In the next few minutes, the test leader, dressed in a white lab coat and known as Number Fifteen, explained to Long Yun in detail the content and purpose of the test. Long Yun didn't care about these trivial details, and the purpose of the test was actually quite simple: the KGB was quite interested in him and wanted to know if he had certain special abilities.

Of course, thanks to the feedback from the Consciousness Snooping Technique, Long Yun knew that the "special function" they were talking about had nothing to do with the ability he had; If it weren't for that, he would probably be quite nervous.

After indicating that he had heard clearly, Long Yun came to a small cubicle in the room.

The tester behind him gently closed the sealed door and gestured through the clear glass window to sit down at the empty iron-framed table.

I sat down and looked around a little curiously, and there was nothing else in this compartment about three meters square, except for tables and chairs. In front of him, there was a slit in the transparent glass window, which was as transparent as the four walls, and at this moment a lady in a white coat came in the symmetrical compartment opposite, apparently to assist in the test.

Not only that, Long Yun immediately noticed through the glass window on his side that Kirov opened the box again at this time, and put it not far from the compartment.

- Oh, I see.

The Consciousness Snooping Technique controlled several streams of consciousness in the room, and with some communication between him and Kirov before, Long Yun probably understood the purpose of their test this time.

The process of the test, which Agent 15 had told him just now, was to test whether he had special functions such as "perspective" and "telekinesis". In this regard, Long Yun has always disagreed: he has always disbelieved in these so-called "superpowers" that seem to be legends, but are often swaggering.

Is there anything else that can happen if it doesn't make sense scientifically?

However, after having a recent strange experience and discovering the ability of consciousness to snoop, Long Yun was not so sure about such a thing. What science could not explain for the time being, it turned out that it was really all around him—and the snooping of consciousness was not at all understandable to him with the knowledge he had.

But at this moment, seeing Kirov take the box and open it, Long Yun suddenly understood the meaning of the "medium" he had said before.

In other words, people who don't have special abilities, or at least look completely ordinary, have a certain probability of superpowers when they are very close to this mysterious object, or maybe they are affected by something?

Thinking of this, Long Yun was a little curious, and he also wanted to know if he had the potential to "see through" and "take things from the air".

At this time, the middle-aged woman opposite had already leaned over the table and wrote what seemed to be pieces of paper, and then put them in several envelopes; There were also a few envelopes on the table that looked sealed, which she had brought with her when she had just entered.

The props of the real yàn are surprisingly simple, and the rest begins.

Through the slit in the glass window, the woman brought over an envelope one at a time, and then asked Long Yun to try to guess the words on the paper inside while touching the envelope without allowing it to be opened.

After taking the envelope, Long Yun subconsciously flipped through it and looked at it a few times, the seal had been glued to death with quick-drying glue, and the rules did not allow it to be opened.

- Okay, so how do you guess that?

Thinking of Agent Fifteen's words just now, it calmed his mind and focused on the envelope.

As if someone had succeeded before, is this really possible?

Thinking like this, Long Yun tried to concentrate, wanting to know what was in the envelope in front of him; But no matter how hard he tried, the thin surface of kraft paper was still as indestructible as an impregnable wall in his sight.

After trying this several times, he finally shook his head helplessly, indicating that he could not do anything.

"It doesn't matter, just write down the words in your impression." The woman's voice was slow and gentle, as if it were afraid of disturbing his conscious activity.

Taking the second envelope, Long Yun was still trying to try to imagine, but again, to no avail. Not only that, but finding that the test was so simple and rather boring, Long Yun seemed to be about to give up.

However, just when he almost shook his head helplessly, and even decided to give up this somewhat boring test, a thought suddenly sounded in his mind like thunder!

Holding the envelope in his hand, Long Yun sat there dumbfounded, shocked by his thoughts. What he thought was—

The so-called "perspective" is actually something he can have.

Just like now, although the naked eye can't see through the cover of the envelope, the handwriting on the card inside has already been reflected in his mind. "икра" (frog), isn't that a simple word?!

Could it be that that mysterious crystal-like thing can really stimulate people's special functions?

But Long Yun clearly knew that it was impossible: the reason why he knew the handwriting in the envelope was entirely due to the effect of consciousness snooping. The lady who had just written the handwriting, of course, knew what was written in the envelope; And the words that came to his mind were obtained through the prying eyes of his consciousness.

But this explanation was only a flash, and Long Yun was immediately frightened by this thought.

For he immediately realized that, while he was looking at the envelope, he was not trying to spy on the conscious activity of the person opposite; And logically speaking, the envelopes are handed randomly out of order, and the lady on the other side may not be thinking about the contents of the envelope, right?

Could it be ...... Could it be ......

Long Yun was a little dazed, and a vague thought gradually took shape in his mind.

He began to scribble into the idea that the mysterious object in the silver-gray suitcase on the table outside the compartment might really have some kind of medium: the function of this medium, for him, was to enhance his ability to snoop consciously.

What is the enhancement to?

――To the point where you can snoop into other people's memories?