Chapter 83
At this moment, the hospital lobby is dimly lit.
The smell of disinfectant wafted in the air, intertwined with the bitter spray sprayed from the ceiling, mixing into a strange odor.
The heavy roller shutters are like indestructible walls, isolating the light from the outside world.
In the hall, apart from the white-haired young man standing there and the doctor who caught up with him, there was no third person to be seen.
Soon, the doctor pulled out a syringe and injected himself with an unknown liquid in the diffuse spray.
…
[Fuck, what’s going on?] ? 】
[A Liu is locked up here?] 】
[I said Rotten Orange is not that kind! 】
[What are those small sprinklers on the ceiling? The liquid they spray out won’t be poisonous, right?]
[The doctor just now seemed to have injected himself with something, an antidote? ? Ahhh, what should I do when I see the flow? 】
Looking at the shutters falling one by one and the doctor's actions, Shen Du Jianliu's first words were not a question.
It was a very plain inquiry.
"Where did you move the sisters to?"
"Huh?"
Doctor Doi was stunned for a moment, the cold sweat on his head increased instead of decreasing, and he gave a false smile.
"There is no such thing as sisters. How did you know that? You must have heard it wrong."
"Master Jianliu, please come back with us quickly. We still have the next experiment to do."
Shen Du Jian Liu: "..."
The white-haired boy covered in blood did not answer.
He held his breath, took out a bandage from his pocket, wrapped it around his hair and the tip of his nose, and looked at the other person expressionlessly.
His clothes were obviously soaked with blood, and his frail body looked like it would lose balance at any moment, but the white-haired boy's purple eyes were calm and indifferent in the dim light.
Not only does he not show any cowardice, but his overly indifferent expression only makes people feel frightened.
"I'll ask you one last time."
"Where are the sisters?"
This man is delaying his spreading of hope.
According to Shen Du Jianliu's calculations, if the other party does not answer this time, he will not answer later, so there is no need to continue asking.
He didn't mind killing the other person right now.
The staff member who is doing the experiment can be replaced by someone else, but the main work cannot be delayed.
Shen Du Jianliu weighed the pros and cons and decided that as long as the opponent died in a relaxed state, there would be no problem.
"Well……!"
Doi subconsciously took a step back.
The young man standing opposite him clearly had no murderous intent. After inhaling the new medicinal mist, he would be poisoned and cause a strong reaction from the second strain of the virus. However, he still felt inexplicably fearful.
To be honest, Doi felt that he was completely forced into a helpless situation.
The first two times...
Or maybe there was absolutely nothing wrong with the strain that was injected into him the first time.
Although it hurts, at least the white-haired boy won't lose his life. If he can't bear it anymore, he can be injected with serum in time to stop the experiment.
Doi himself is a research geek and is quite interested in the so-called zero cursed power theory.
The 0 cursed power physique, which only appears once in a century, is a precious commodity that he needs to cherish.
However……
When combining the results of the first blood test to improve the second strain, Doi was under pressure from above.
Those people hoped that he could tamper with the experiment and make it fail.
It would be best to kill Zenin Jianliu.
Under pressure from above, Doi gritted his teeth and added other things to the mycelium, which might cause the injected subject to bleed to death.
If he's not dead... the experiment can still be done.
Because he did not change the original characteristics of the strain.
Doi himself is very much looking forward to the results of this experiment. The second strain is the final version that he and his team have carefully improved.
Success or failure depends on this. In fact, there is no so-called "third shot" at all.
After getting Shen Du Jianliu's blood, he immediately tested it and injected the other party's blood into the ordinary people locked in the building.
That's right.
One of the ordinary people imprisoned in the building was the pair of sisters imprisoned on the 5th floor.
They have been cured by Ieori Nozomi, so there is no need for them to stay here any longer. Naturally, they have to make some contribution before they can be let go.
In less than half an hour, changes began to appear on the sisters.
The results of the experimental test are -
The cursed energy in their bodies really disappeared.
Before Dr. Doi could be happy for a few minutes, the results of the experiment were known to his superiors.
After all, this is the headquarters of the Director of Jutsu, and any movement will not escape the eyes of those senior executives.
Make all ordinary people in this world lose their magical powers?
no.
Absolutely not.
If ordinary people in this world lost their cursed power and cursed spirits began to decrease or even become extinct, then there would be no need for them, the sorcerers, to exist.
The sorcery world couldn't make money, and they began to be unrecognized by the government, which directly affected the interests of the entire sorcery world.
The top management immediately exerted more pressure on Doi, demanding that he lock up and control Kamado Miryu.
It would be best to kill him if you can.
Doi had no choice but to come up with a way to deceive the other party into injecting a third strain of the virus, and even studied a highly toxic aerosol doped with 3-[3-(4-bromobiphenyl)-3-hydroxy-1-phenylpropyl.
This mist is not only poisonous, but also can penetrate into the skin and cause the second strain of virus in Shen Du Jian's fluid to backfire.
He prepared a tube of antidote for himself so that he would not be affected by the spray.
But the appearance of Shen Du Jian Liu...
It seems like it's not affected at all...!
Stunned by the overly calm eyes, Dr. Doi, who was not good at lying, wiped the sweat from his head.
Before he could even explain, the white-haired boy was in front of him in an instant.
"She, they've been sent out!"
Doi's legs went limp and he kneeled on the ground subconsciously.
He looked up at the white-haired boy who was looking down at him with eyes as if he were a monster.
The other person's face was cold and pale, as if carved out of pure white frost, and his indifferent purple eyes were like those of an emotionless god, without any emotion at all.
Just by looking into each other's eyes, I feel like my soul can be seen through.
All the words he had made up were stuck in his throat.
"cough……"
Shen Du Jianliu put his hands on his lips and coughed lightly. There were a few traces of dried blood at the corners of his mouth, staining his bloodless lips red.
"Send it out?"
"Yes! First, everything was done by those adults above."
"Those ordinary people are tools used to create cursed spirits. Because their obsessions and suspense are too deep, they are a breeding ground for cursed spirits!"
【? ? ? ? ? 】
[It’s numb. I knew that rotten oranges would not do good things.]
[I remember that A Liu encountered the special grade several times. Could it be that they were the ones who did it?]
[Rotten orange, you are amazing]
[Ahhh, what should I do now?! 】
“…”
Shen Dujianliu lowered his eyes and looked at the man who was half-kneeling on the ground.
"Is this a cursed fetus you created?"
"How do you know? Those cursed fetuses have no reason, but they are infused with the instinct not to harm ordinary people."
"I don't know what they were created for, maybe to remove some hard-to-break curses or something like that..."
"Anyway, the sisters have been sent home!"
Doi spoke a lot, secretly hating himself for being so useless as to reveal the information so quickly.
but--
The young man in front of him had a terrifying look in his eyes, and he was actually a top-grade sorcerer.
Just because he had been injected with the second strain of the virus and survived until now, and had not fallen down after inhaling the spray, and was even able to come to him in an instant...
Doi got scared.
This boy is like a monster.
"Your blood sample is in my office on the fourth floor. The experiment has actually been successful!"
"I swear, I was forced to do this...! I can't resist the decision of those adults above me!"
…
"Transaction failed."
"W-what?"
Shen Du Jianliu, who was covered in blood, did not repeat what he had just said.
He withdrew his gaze from the doctor and briefly thought about the current situation.
The experiment has been successful.
The top brass of the curse world broke their promises more than once, secretly cultivating curse spirits in such places, releasing them to harm them, and poisoning Gojo Satoru's dessert...
They have been trying to find ways to kill Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, but after restraining themselves for a while, they refused to change and started to act again.
There will inevitably be new methods in the future.
Since the experiment he wanted to do has been completed, there is no need for the top management to exist.
Because their existence only gets in the way and creates despair.
There is a limit to Shen Du Jian Liu's tolerance.
"Where's my knife?"
"Eh? Yes...Yes, also in my office."
Dr. Doi didn't dare to lie.
Shen Du Jianliu left this guy behind and walked slowly to the fourth floor to retrieve his Soul-Releasing Sword. He also went to the 16th and 17th floors.
The obese young man and the old man who lost his legs were reluctant to leave.
Only by staying here will there be people in this world willing to treat them for free.
“…”
Shen Du Jianliu thought about it and gave them his bank card and password.
The money he had saved from exorcising cursed spirits was enough to buy a house in Tokyo.
It is more than enough to help ordinary people imprisoned here to treat their illnesses.
After knocking out all the guards, Shen Du Jianliu returned to the hall, broke through the steel rolling shutter with one blow, and dragged his heavy body to the conference room of the headquarters.
At that time, several senior officials in the sorcery world were still in a meeting.
"Making all ordinary people without magical powers? This plan must be killed!"
"Yes, it must be strangled!"
"But should we keep that guy's blood? The experiment was successful after all..."
"His existence is a disaster. I have said it many times before. He is just a piece of trash with 0 spell power and 0 magic. Now he is threatening our interests again!"
"You all should know that he comes from another world. We haven't gotten the information we want to know yet. He can't die—"
"That's funny. I heard that the live broadcast room has been shut down. What could he know now?"
"That guy is useless except for exorcising cursed spirits! But he can't exorcise special-grade cursed spirits by himself, right!?"
As to the question of whether or not to keep Shen Du Jian Liu, several decision makers who never show their faces to the outside world were arguing heatedly.
Although not all the people came, they could directly decide the life or death of Shen Du Jianliu.
"quiet--!"
Finally, the old man sitting at the head seat slapped the table, and the room suddenly became quiet.
He was about to express his conclusion when the door of the conference room suddenly opened.
A frail young man, covered in blood and supporting himself on the ground with a knife blade, walked in.
“Who are you…!?”
Everyone sitting in the conference room was stunned for a moment.
The accident happened without any warning, and they didn't even hear the sound of footsteps outside the door.
"good afternoon."
Shen Du Jian Liu coughed a few times without any expression.
He slowly raised the hilt of the knife and pulled it out of the scabbard bit by bit. There was no ripple on his pale face stained with blood.
"How did you get in..."
The man sitting at the far right of the conference table widened his eyes.
Anger at being interrupted appeared on his face, and before he could finish his words, the next second -
The head on the neck fell to the ground.
The air suddenly froze for a moment.
The man's head rolled to the feet of the white-haired boy, with a confused look in his eyes.
Shen Du Jianliu calmly raised his left leg which was beginning to fester, and stomped on the opponent's head to pieces.
“You, you!”
Before the others gradually reacted and screamed, everyone's heads in the room fell to the ground.
It all happened so fast, it was over almost instantly.
The emotions of all the old men remained at the moment before death, with only a dull look left in their eyes.
However, the white-haired boy standing in the middle of the pool of blood was not much better than those people.
He almost exhausted himself and held on to the hilt of the sword, barely using the Soul-Releasing Sword to support himself on the ground.
Turning around and staggering out of the conference hall, Shen Du saw the blood vessels on Liu's forehead bulging wildly. He swallowed blood in big gulps and lowered his eyes to look at his completely rotten and decayed left hand.
The poison that had previously penetrated the skin was now taking effect.
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