Ever since Director Sidney brought his men in, Shalin silently gave up the initiative.
Now I can't help but make sarcastic remarks.
"If you can think of this, you are not completely useless."
Unfortunately, the other party realized it too late and actually took the initiative to move in front of them and fall into the trap.
The entire American intelligence community has been operating at full speed.
Coupled with the performance report submitted by Fiennes himself, it is very easy to find out the truth.
The tens of thousands of people who died in the Gregadi Alliance today will make the entire Blue Star fully understand the horror of the ghost den.
It will also allow American executives to see the amazing value behind it.
Ghosts, or to be more precise, dens of ghosts, are something more worthy of study than lizardmen!
Based on the information they have available.
In the den of ghosts created by each ghost, they themselves are gods!
America naturally couldn't let go of such an absolutely powerful thing.
And wanting to study ghosts and demons...
What could be a more perfect test subject than Fiennes, a ready-made half-ghost?
America is indeed a favored country!
After being happy, they couldn't just stand here and chat about irrelevant things.
Sarin was beginning to get impatient.
He turned to look at Sidney and gestured with his chin for them to leave quickly.
"If you want to tease him, there will be plenty of time later. Now you should leave my office."
Fiennes left behind a lot of messes, and he had to deal with them all.
"knew."
Sidney fiddled with Fiennes a few more times, but the other party had no reaction at all.
It seems that learning the truth was a big blow to him.
In this case, Sidney felt that there was no point in staying and started to get down to business.
After the guard put Fiennes in a gag.
Seven or eight researchers quickly stepped forward to conduct preliminary collection of experimental materials.
Fiennes is like a puppet without a soul, being manipulated by everyone at will.
Finally, the lid of the glass jar was opened.
"thump!"
He was thrown into the water by four researchers and sank to the bottom.
This action instead caused dissatisfaction from Shalin.
"My carpet!" he cried angrily.
The emotion in his voice was fuller than all the previous conversations combined.
The glass jar was too full of liquid, and a lot of it spilled while Fiennes was being carried.
All of it was absorbed by the red carpet, leaving deep and shallow marks.
Sarin was very upset. He wondered if these wooden researchers knew the value of his carpet.
Just when he was about to say something with a serious face.
Suddenly his nose twitched a few times and his brows couldn't help but frown.
"What did you put in there? It smells so bad."
It looks like water, but the smell is extremely pungent.
"Formalin."
Sidney was directing people to put the lid on the glass jar and answered without turning his head.
"What's the big fuss? Your carpet will be cleaned after you wash it."
"If you really think it's dirty, you can add more ethanol, which is alcohol."
Sarin's frown deepened.
With this train of thought, he simply didn't want to say a word to the other party.
"This carpet can't be washed casually..."
"Wait, what I want to ask is, you just put him in there like that?"
Shalin was ashamed and almost got taken away by the other party.
No checks were done.
Isn’t the other party afraid that something will happen to Fiennes if he soaks in there?
"What else?" Sidney asked.
He pushed up his glasses, his voice filled with a cold cruelty that no normal person could empathize with.
Perhaps this is his nature as a scientific researcher.
"Number 001 was a corpse. Everything I did was the most professional way of handling it."
According to the intelligence department's speculation.
From the moment Fiennes left the den of ghosts, he was no longer a living person, or rather, he was transforming from a living person to a dead person.
Sidney also saw the temperature record left by the other party at the airport and the physical examination report after returning.
Agrees with the Intelligence Department's view.
He also complained that if it wasn't handled in time, the other person's body might have already started to rot!
He has handled no less than a hundred experimental subjects, so he shouldn't be so clueless.
Fiennes is already dead.
It will only be more durable than any of his previous experiments.
"Aren't moving objects more interesting?" Sidney thought to himself.
Since the other party, as a professional, has said so.
Shalin did not continue to argue and signaled the other party to speak freely.
Anyway, I was just talking casually just now.
Fiennes floated up and down in the glass tank.
He was tied up and could do very little, and did not respond at all to the conversation between the two.
I was still immersed in the shock and trance of knowing the truth.
"Wheel, wheel."
Pushed by four researchers, the glass tank went deeper into the office.
Sidney skillfully pushed the switch on the bookshelf, and the wall on the other side opened, revealing the elevator inside.
Everyone took the elevator and left Shalin's office.
…
Three days later, Britain is the foggy city.
Ren Ming and his group walked leisurely on the street.
The Hermits' grey robes were too conspicuous, so they all changed into ordinary everyday attire.
He also did some disguise to make his five looks more westernized.
otherwise.
Five and a half Asian faces walking together on the streets of the foggy city will definitely attract attention.
Why five and a half?
Because apart from Ren Ming, there is a system disguised as a mixed-blood loli.
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