Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 25

"What are these?" Kraft frowned. This scene is really not friendly to OCD.

If you say he didn't clean it up, then he still tidied it up a bit; if you say he cleaned it up, it's no different from not cleaning it up.The chaotic scene at the table reminded him of the fragmented pages of books bought by his grandfather. Without page numbers, it can cause a huge mental blow to people.

"Oh, speaking of this, you came just in time. This is more than ten days of experimental records, but it was messed up, and I'm sorting it out." Lucius picked up a page from it and handed it to Kraft, " Professor Kalman is a good tutor, and it would be even better if he didn't misplace things."

Kraft took the piece of paper in his hand, and the handwriting on it was indeed similar to that in the letter.The writer's customary letter strokes and inclination angles are also well reflected here, and he did not forget to pull out a few decorative strokes during the hasty experiment.

The font is clear, but the content is blurry.

There are a few lines of unknown words written on this endless record. I only know that it corresponds to feeding several mice with water from different cups, and there are only numbers and no specific content.Scattered abbreviations were left under each line, and Kraft guessed that it was probably the end of the mouse or something.

Kraft didn't know the professor's shorthand habits, and he couldn't guess what words were simplified and put together, or they might be new words that the professor had just coined.

He flipped through the paper, but couldn't find the corresponding explanation, nor the date and number of the experiment, so he could only hand it back to Lucius and asked, "What do these words mean? I'm not familiar with the professor's way of writing."

"Unfortunately, this is the problem, and I don't know it, so I want you to help me." Lucius glanced at it and threw the paper into the neatly stacked pile, which was not neatly sorted. Yes, but simply can't understand and give up finishing.The mess looked far worse than Kraft expected.

"I mean, is there such a possibility that Professor Kalman is your tutor, not mine." Kraft took the initiative to pick up another one from the table and glanced at it. The painting on it seemed to be an animal. part of the bones and muscles.He doesn't know much about this aspect, at most he can see that it is not human.

Combined with the previous one, if there is a connection between the two, it may be the structure of a mouse?I don't know where the professor got the mice for the experiment.Now it seems that no one raises the familiar big and small white mice. The professor's writing refers to ordinary mice, and I don't know if they have been caught and cleaned.

If not, it is best to wash your hands after touching these experimental records.

"It wasn't like this in the past. Recently, the instructor has become too obsessed with the study of black liquid. When I write, I don't care if I, the sorter, can understand it." Lucius also resented this, "And these I didn't participate in all of them, most of them couldn't remember when I did it, and the instructor rushed to Dunling before he could explain clearly."

"Stop, you mean, these are the experimental records about black liquor?" Kraft shook his hand, and the words he guessed before, such as heavy metals and neurotoxicity, played in his mind.The things written by these two living treasures after they came into contact with each other in an unprotected state were pinched in his hands.

"Yeah." Lucius took it for granted, surprised that Kraft only realized it now.

"Then you took these experimental records here without any concealment? Aren't you afraid that someone will come in and see them?"

Kraft was a little numb. When he first saw the letter, he thought it was a high-end experiment on some mysterious substance.In the stereotype of the alien soul, this kind of experiment should be a group of people wearing chemical protective suits and masks, operating in a high-end laboratory like the umbrella company.

Then for such a dangerous and sophisticated thing, the relevant information should be locked in a safe that cannot be found at all. When you want to take it out, you have to go through at least three large iron doors, go to the basement at least three floors, and then press it into the secret room. Mysterious little button does the job.

It is an exaggeration to say so, but even if the conditions are limited, it is not possible to directly take the confidential documents to the office for sorting, right?What if some ignorant person breaks in and takes a look?Have you really thought about this possibility or what?

"No way... Usually no one would come here. Everyone knows that the professor has left to work." Lucius collected the rest of the papers spread out on the table, and his expression of complete indifference made Kraft feel neurotoxic. Suspicion kicked up a notch yet again.

"Since you don't understand it, put it away first, put it in a place where it is absolutely impossible for others to find it, and lock it up." Kraft stacked the drawing in his hand on top, feeling as if he had been robbed unintentionally. Boat.Since the professor's cleaning job is a mess, someone has to clean his ass.

The most urgent thing now is to find a place to hide this pile of records that should not appear here, such as the secret laboratory that the professor said in the letter-although it is not too secret, it is better than sharing it directly anyway. Much better here.

I can only hope that place is not too conspicuous, and add another lock.

Not being able to read the records is now a blessing in misfortune. Even if someone really saw these things, it is unlikely that they would be so easy to realize what kind of experiment the professor was doing.

"Also, you just said that the laboratory is in the medical school? And the samples are also placed in it?" Watching Lucius put the test records into an ordinary wooden crate, Kraft realized that other The preservation environment of the things must not be much better, "how on earth was that sample preserved?"

"Glass bottle, didn't you just say that?" Lucius closed the lid, tapped the raised side twice, and knocked it firmly.

It's more like Kraft used to deal with the old TV at home when he was a child, beating something in some brutal and effective way until it buckled and functioned normally.

"Hiss~" someone gasped, "I'm not talking about that, I mean, besides glass bottles, do you have other preservation measures?" He should have thought of this a long time ago, the current laboratory is not safe at all The place.I don't know if there is any volatile thing, it can take effect in a very small dose, and it is placed in a basement with poor ventilation? !

Kraft's brain turned quickly, and it didn't seem to be a simple lack of security awareness.

One or two things are lacking, and he can still make up for it by himself. The level of scientific development in this world is too low, and there is no systematic experimental standard.But as soon as he stepped into this office, the strange bits began to increase, and by now it had accumulated to a level that was impossible to ignore.

A professor shouldn't be such a person. When he first came to the academy, he had to ask more cryptically about the almost semi-confirmed matter of dissecting the human body. He even gave him "Human Structure" as a foreshadowing the day before.Kalman was a scholar, and it was true that he was not very defensive about his fellow man, but he was by no means ignorant of worldly sophistication and defensiveness.

How can such a person go to Dunling without explaining clearly?Forgot to hide the notes, and forgot to explain his newly coined acronym to Lucius?
Well, Kraft can take a step back and believe for the time being that Professor Kalman was blindfolded by the huge surprise.The professor is not young, and he can see the breakthrough of the difficulties that have plagued the academic world for decades in his lifetime, and his mind is dazzled, so it is not impossible to explain it forcibly.

So tell me about Lucius.He's a bit of an outgoing guy, sometimes a little bit out of touch, but he's not a fool either.

Even if the professor didn't order it, it was too unreasonable for him to put so many manuscripts of experimental records in a room where someone could push the door and come in at any time.

Yes, it can be explained that it is difficult to see what these contents mean, and objectively speaking, there is no big problem.The Faculty of Medicine was home to Professor Kalman and Lucius, and there was nothing wrong with doing so.

Then there is the almost reckless experimental method.The two took the risk of drinking the diluted sample without fully clarifying the nature of the black liquor or fundamentally confirming that it was "black liquor".

You must know that the savage man who swallowed Helicobacter pylori did so when no one believed him, and at most he got chronic gastritis and gastric ulcer first after eating.Why did the professor and Lucius do this?Just because they are sure that such a greatly diluted sample is okay?
They drank it in turn, and took turns in a coma for a day, and then directly attached this to the humoral theory.

Very reasonable, Lucius found out that a small amount of black liquid would not affect the balance of the human body for a long time based on the theory of body fluids.

……

It was so weird that there seemed to be an explanation after careful study, but Kraft instinctively felt that something was messed up.Obviously the light is not bad, a cold and treacherous atmosphere that only he can detect has filled the room, with a subtle sense of familiarity in the strangeness.

"Go and put out that small stove that boils water." Kraft reached out and snatched the box from Lucius' hand, lifted the lid again amid the surprise on Lucius' face, and took the papers inside out one by one. Take it out and put it on the table again.

A large number of records quickly covered the table, and Kraft stuffed two barley tea cups into Lucius's hands and let him hold them, freeing up more space on the table.

After being unfolded without overlapping, the desktop has been difficult to hold so many papers.More records were laid out on the floor, all the way to the base of the wall.He walked quickly to the window and pushed it wide open to let more sunlight into the room, allowing him to examine them thoroughly.

Only after the complete spread out will I find that there are far more records than imagined.The experimental records, which are only half a small wooden box, can be placed on the table when they are all messy, but in fact they can spread out an area nearly three times that of the table, basically occupying the area of ​​the room that can be exposed to direct sunlight.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Lucius stood beside him holding two teacups, like a poor student who had just finished class and was declared procrastinated, and Kraft could no longer care about him at all.

Kraft circled around the paper a few times.When huddled together, there was no pattern at all, but after unfolding, the clues were revealed.Based on my own understanding of writing in this font, even if there is no page number or date, these records can still be roughly divided into several categories.

(End of this chapter)