Chapter 23 Three in One
grocery store.
Qi Xueyi, who was finishing the task at hand, was looking down at the chat history on his mobile phone.
He was a little dazed.
Black words appeared on the white screen. The message sent by An Lai clearly stated that He Jingtong was recuperating in the school hospital at this time.
Putting aside why it was An who informed him of the news, just the sentence, "Always pay attention to your teammates and don't let them engage in self-harming behavior," was enough to confuse Qi Xueyi.
Teammates? Who?
Which of his teammates would self-harm?
This statement is irrational no matter from which angle you look at it.
Jian Zirui has always been the one who reveals other people's true colors. As for He Jingtong, although she is not too familiar with him yet, she can understand that he is a person who is very good at participating in the atmosphere.
Qi Xueyi wrote back with a confused look on his face, asking what An Lai meant, but he didn't expect that he didn't receive a reply for a long time. In the end, he could only look at the word "unread" in confusion.
He decisively entered the interface and sent messages to his two teammates. When he asked Jian Zirui, he learned from her that she had also received the message from An Lai.
Now Qi Xueyi didn't have to worry about who might hurt himself. He just sent a message to He Jingtong, asking where he was and saying that his mission was completed and he could just deliver the ice cream he bought at the grocery store.
These reasons and excuses were all good. He Jingtong on the other end knew that he couldn't just keep not replying to the message, so he also left a message saying that he was in the school clinic.
When Qi Xueyi was rushing to school, he sat on the subway and couldn't figure out what happened to He Jingtong the next day...
When he saw Jian Zirui at the school gate, Qi Xueyi couldn't help but blurt out, "Is He Jingtong lucky?"
Qi Xueyi pointed at his nose and said, "There were teammates in the medical department, but the injuries could not be healed. It was only a month into the summer vacation, but I went to the hospital twice in a row, and I even stayed in the hospital for half a month during one of the visits."
"If you say this in front of He Jingtong, I will blow your head off even without him doing anything." Jian Zirui glanced at Qi Xueyi and threw the organized documents in her hand at him.
"Mission report, you can hand it over to Lao Cui later."
Qi Xueyi took it and stuffed it into his backpack. As he walked towards the school infirmary, he still sighed, "You are getting more and more brutal." He would knock off his teammate's head at any time.
The two walked along the wide, deserted road on campus, and as soon as they arrived at the school clinic, they walked in one after the other.
But at first glance, it was He Jingtong with scabs on his face.
It really only takes one or two days! Qi Xueyi almost roared and emphasized this sentence in his heart.
But in such a short time, the boy who had smiled at him without any restraint or constraint, now just glanced at him and then forced himself to smile.
Qi Xueyi felt very uncomfortable, in every sense of the word.
When he saw Jian Zirui at the school gate, the teasing words that came out of his mouth were just to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.
When I actually met the person, my anxiety immediately disappeared, but I couldn't control my heartache anymore.
"What happened to make you become like this?" Qi Xueyi has never concealed his obsession with looks. Looking at He Jingtong's face covered with scratches, he was truly heartbroken.
Seeing that He Jingtong was about to speak, Qi Xueyi directly reached out to stop him: "I don't think I can get anything out of you, so you don't need to make excuses. Compared to a face-to-face conversation like this, if you really wanted to explain, you would have told us on the Internet a long time ago. There's no need to force yourself to say what you don't want to say."
He Jingtong looked at him steadily, his heart slightly moved.
The comics can’t be told, the prophecies can’t be told, and Fu Zexun’s situation can’t be told even more.
Fu Zexun coveted An Lai's abilities, and was arranged by official personnel to be directly beside An Lai. Those people in black uniforms might have been infiltrated by him, but this could not be said.
Looking back, the only thing He Jingtong could say was something like "it's no big deal", which was ineffective comfort.
Qi Xueyi's personality made it easy for him to notice these things. Even if it was not obvious, he could see that He Jingtong did not want to tell the truth.
So Qi Xueyi simply pretended that nothing had happened, and said in an attitude that everyone could accept and relax: "Your injury isn't serious, is it? You agreed before that you would help me finish my summer homework."
Jian Zirui's mouth twitched, and she felt her hand itching to kiss the back of Qi Xueyi's head: "You are really becoming more and more speechless. Is summer homework important now? Do you dare to care about your classmates?"
"That's right." Qi Xueyi nodded naturally, then pulled the bag containing the documents in front of him, lowered his head and took out several ice creams from it.
Qi Xueyi took out a lime-flavored popsicle that Jian Zirui liked, and then handed several others to He Jingtong.
"I don't know what flavor you like, so I just got you one of each flavor. Do you want to try it?" He spoke naturally, without any expression of displeasure because of He Jingtong's concealment.
The so-called secrecy, no matter what the reason, not telling these teammates who are destined to risk their lives is actually a manifestation of distrust.
He Jingtong felt ashamed of this, but Qi Xueyi didn't care. He even smiled and handed him a cola-flavored ice cream and said, "I think this tastes good."
"Thank you." He Jingtong reached out to take it.
The atmosphere immediately eased up. Even Jian Zirui, who paid great attention to her health, did not say anything that it was not good to feed ice cream to patients.
At that time, Qi Xue threw his schoolbag on the table, biting a popsicle in his mouth, and pulled two stools from the table not far away. He and Jian Zirui sat side by side in front of the hospital bed.
Don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping. This habit is not suitable for eating ice cream.
The ice cream in his hand had an obvious crescent-shaped dent, so Qi Xueyi said, "I don't know what happened to you. I don't understand why you looked normal two days ago, but suddenly you looked like you had lost ten pounds..."
"But I still have something to tell you."
Qi Xueyi was almost violent, and he stuffed the entire ice cream into his mouth. Stimulated by the cold feeling, he hissed twice, and finally swallowed the whole thing. Then he said sharply: "No matter what happened, you have to learn to let yourself go."
When these words fell, the air was so quiet that even the sound of breathing was gone.
In the end, it was Jian Zirui who broke the suffocating atmosphere.
"Instead of focusing on these, you two might as well think about how to pass the opening quiz." Jian Zirui said deliberately, "Even if you are a transfer student, you still need to take the opening quiz for the paranormal department."
"Also, no matter what happens now, you promised to handle two tasks for Qi Xueyi, and you can't just stop doing that."
Jian Zirui did not stop Qi Xueyi from giving ice cream to the patient because she felt that He Jingtong needed to be reminded that his teammate Qi Xueyi was actively approaching him.
Secondly, the reason why Jian Zirui mentioned giving Qi Xueyi the summer homework was because she felt that He Jingtong not only needed others to remind him that he was needed, but also needed others to remind him that he needed others.
Sitting on the hospital bed, He Jingtong felt a sense of loneliness, as if he was isolated from the world.
Those black eyes were still very black, and there was still a visible light in their eyes, but his fatigue was evident from the slightly drooping corners of his eyes and his messy hair.
The kind of mental fatigue that can't be concealed at all.
Jian Zirui even felt that if she didn't help him, he might stay in a corner where no one else could see him and drown himself.
Reminding He Jingtong that he is needed may not be the best solution, but it is the most appropriate one at the moment.
"But two missions or something like that might not be very friendly to someone like you who is lying in a hospital bed." Jian Zirui still had some reservations, "So let Qi Xueyi handle that mission by himself, and leave only one mission for the three of us to take part in together."
Jian Zirui also pushed Qi Xueyi: "Hurry up, pick a suitable mission, and the three of us will go on a spontaneous trip now."
Qi Xueyi held up his phone, and before the ink-and-wash interface of the Spiritual Master app flashed, he said to He Jingtong, "Don't treat us as if we are talking to each other. As for the mission, I still have to ask you, the person involved, whether you want to help me or not."
He Jingtong looked at him silently. Invisibly, the depressing atmosphere gathered in this space once again.
But whether it was Qi Xueyi or Jian Zirui, they did not take their eyes off He Jingtong.
His eyes were calm from beginning to end.
In the end, He Jingtong also chose to agree.
As soon as he finished speaking, joy flashed across their faces.
Qi Xueyi coughed, and finally pointed at a task on the phone screen that he had not yet accepted and said, "What do you think of this task?"
"The destination is the building of an entertainment company. The mission is not difficult. It is an inspection mission. All we need to do is investigate the working atmosphere of that company."
"Does this kind of task count as a summer homework?" His teammates had already reached out to pull him, and He Jingtong couldn't just ignore it, so he also chose to join the conversation.
"Of course." Qi Xueyi looked through the address of the company and said without looking up, "The occurrence of supernatural phenomena is usually quite sudden. If someone is depressed in a remote place and suddenly becomes a supernatural being, then this kind of supernatural being can be put on the spiritual master app and become one of the student tasks."
"And if it happens in a crowd... let's take your hospital example again." Qi Xueyi smiled and raised his head. "A spirit that suddenly appears in a crowd will be handled by an adult, a professional like Lao Cui."
After Qi Xueyi finished his explanation, he waved his phone and asked, "So what do you think of this mission?"
Jian Zirui shrugged: "I'm fine with either. It doesn't matter."
He Jingtong also said: "Then let's do this mission."
The atmosphere in the room gradually turned relaxed.
But secretly, He Jingtong kept turning on the multi-view function to observe An Lai's situation.
When An Lai was accompanying He Jingtong in the infirmary, Fu Zexun went to find the files of ordinary science students. Logically speaking, Fu Zexun should not have known that the punishment formulated by those black-clad uniformed men was to let Fu Zexun monitor An Lai.
But the fact is that after he got the file of the ordinary science student, he went straight to An Lai's office.
When he saw those men in black uniforms, even though he showed surprise on his face, his multi-perspective function, the observation ability that almost touched Fu Zexun's face, clearly revealed the understanding deep in his pupils.
Fu Zexun knew about this. To be more precise, he was the one who made this happen.
In the comics, Fu Zexun had set his sights on An Lai a long time ago.
But he never had the chance to make a move, so he could only lurk in the dark, quietly waiting for the opportunity.
What is an opportunity? An opportunity is when An Lai takes the initiative to leave the office and violates the ability restriction contract.
In the comics, An Lai took the initiative to leave the office in mid-October. We will not discuss the various calculations made by Fu Zexun for now.
Just talking about the present, An Lai has already touched upon the rules in August.
The event happened earlier than expected, which He Jingtong both expected and did not expect.
Just like those men in uniform said, An Lai could have informed Cui Tong and asked him to help He Jingtong.
When He Jingtong initially made himself unconscious, what he really wanted was for no one to find him.
He had no idea what the system had added...
What He Jingtong wanted was not to be rescued, but to remain unknown.
Because only He Jingtong, who killed Jiang Nan with his own hands without anyone noticing, could have the most reasonable inner demons and even create some physical weaknesses for himself.
No one noticed that He Jingtong's personality and thinking habits would only make him go back to his room and save himself. He knew that as long as he didn't die, he could force himself to death to gain strength.
In addition, moderate dehydration, throat bleeding, and coma from running are all minor weaknesses that may not be serious, but can be easily targeted in combat.
Although He Jingyi looks like a madman who wants to cripple himself, in fact, the small weakness brought by "no one discovers" is also a test of his fate.
He needs a weakness that is known to his teammates, teachers, enemies, and the three-dimensional audience.
This is miserable.
Strength built on misery will be more fully manifested because of misery.
The enemy knows that he has such a weakness, and the enemy is even actively targeting his weakness. Even if his weakness is targeted, he can still win and still achieve victory by relying on absolute strength.
This result is what He Jingtong considers to be the best plan A.
He Jingtong also thought about being enlightened and understood at the beginning.
But that obviously came second to plan A.
The current situation is clear at a glance.
The inner demons are gone, the weaknesses are gone, what is left is the guidance of teachers and the help of peers...
He Jingtong's mood was really complicated.
What's more complicated is that he will have to consider how to protect his classmates and expose Fu Zexun in the incident of ordinary science students becoming spirits, and how to prevent An Lai, who has passively become bait, from being swallowed by sharks...
In addition, He Jingtong even needs to pay attention to the last small incident before school starts, that is, the entertainment company building... downstairs Fu Zexun's longevity experiment evidence report.
He Jingtong, wearing a hospital gown, followed his two teammates in a daze, and couldn't help thinking in his heart: I always feel that I am not earning points to travel to the three-dimensional world. I just want to feel the pressure of being a social animal in advance.
Otherwise, why are there so many things waiting to be done?
Of course--
Building on those things to be done, He Jingtong still has one more thing to do.
That is how to reasonably convert the weapons you choose from the system mall into reality.
In the plot of "Alien", He Jingtong's usual weapon is a knife. Now that He Jingtong knows the plot of the comic, he has no intention of changing this.
However, compared to the katana he used in the plot, the one He Jingtong chose in the system mall was a ceremonial sword.
This unique weapon looks like both a knife and a gun. It is slender in shape, with a total blade length of 89 cm and extremely high toughness. Its name is "Ming Jiuguan", which means that the nine passes in the world are famous.
The products produced in the system mall are all aimed at the world view of "Alien" from the beginning to the end. In addition to its extraordinary quality and being worthy of being called a divine weapon, this sword also has the dual functions of armor-breaking and purification.
The former is equivalent to ignoring the alien's defense, while the latter is equivalent to weakening part of the alien's power every time the attack hits.
This weapon can be called a bug, but it is worthy of its points value.
If the plot of the third episode of the new "Alien" was not so outrageous and its popularity was growing exponentially, He Jingtong would never have spent 100,000 points just to buy a knife.
In the comic, He Jingtong's grandfather He Yunian gave him a back-to-school present, which was an ancient sword from a famous museum. The sword also had a unique striking power against ghosts. It was nothing special and was not worthy of being compared with the Ming Jiuguan.
He Jingtong glanced at the remaining 138 points, and decided to exchange them all for pain shielding because he didn't want to see it.
The huge 0 appeared in red on the system interface. The system, which was amazed at his ability to spend points, suddenly couldn't help but sigh that what he needed to travel to the three-dimensional world was not 100 million points, but the total amount of points he earned reached 100 million...
Otherwise, with this method of flower points, time travel can only be thought of in dreams.
Back to the present.
He Jingtong chose to go back to his dormitory.
He Jingtong couldn't wear a striped hospital gown to complete the summer mission, so he decided to go back to the dormitory and change into a new set of clothes.
At the same time, he also took out Ming Jiuguan from the system mall.
The importance of weapons is self-evident. When they saw the knife, Jian Zirui and Qi Xueyi were stunned.
The handle of the Ming Jiuguan is black, with a dragon-shaped ring hanging on it, and the blade is silver, which is very extraordinary. According to the text under the weapon introduction, this is a work by a famous artist from a certain comic world. The pattern on the blade can be smoothly drawn from the beginning to the end. The spiral pattern is naturally generated during the smelting process. Unless it is close to the blade, it cannot be seen at all.
If we must use some straightforward words to describe Ming Jiuguan, then the most suitable word is "low-key domineering".
Jian Zirui and Qi Xueyi didn't ask where the knife came from. The former praised: "It's much cooler than my peach wood sword." The latter said: "You two are good at both knives and swords. I don't use any weapons. Isn't it a bit out of place?"
"You're the only one who needs to fit in? You're ten groups by yourself." Jian Zirui complained at him expressionlessly.
Qi Xueyi pretended not to hear and threw the backpack he was carrying to Cui Tong before leaving the school gate.
Facing the other party's angry gaze, Qi Xueyi said righteously: "We are planning to complete the task overnight. It shouldn't be difficult for you to find out the documents and file them yourself, Lao Cui."
Qi Xue stepped back in a flash and closed the office door.
The next second, a file clip was inserted into the wooden door, which had not yet been completely closed, at an extremely subtle angle.
Outside the door, Qi Xueyi patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, I closed the door quickly." Otherwise, the clip would definitely fly over his head.
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The inspection mission that Qi Xueyi chose was very delicate.
The boss of that entertainment company was a man who admired Fu Zexun very much.
In modern society, when wars are not raging on a large scale, people must acknowledge one fact - good-looking people are, to some extent, spiritual food.
Fu Zexun's face would definitely be a killer once it appeared in the entertainment industry.
Especially since he had once saved the owner of that entertainment company.
There is no question of repaying a favor, and Fu Zexun has always been portrayed to the outside world as a good person with principles.
He didn't even need to take the initiative to propose that he wanted to build a laboratory. He just needed to state that he needed a laboratory, and the people around him would spontaneously provide it.
This is the case in this laboratory.
When he learned that the longevity experiment could attract powerful people, the owner of an entertainment company he was familiar with spontaneously became the person pulling the strings.
Nothing could be more convenient than having a laboratory built right at the bottom of this company.
The rich and powerful can even find the simplest reason to visit entertainment companies - to get an autographed photo of the star that their children like.
Who would suspect that malicious experiments involving human bodies would be conducted at the bottom of an entertainment company's building?
Inside the school, Fu Zexun had already approached An Lai. With the latter's strength restricted, his life safety was simply unknown.
Instead of pinning their hopes on challenging Fu Zexun to a duel and saving An Lai from danger, He Jingtong and An Lai both agreed that it would be better to pay close attention to whether they could still receive the "l" sent by An Lai every two hours.
At first glance, the "l" displayed on Anlai's mobile phone is exactly the same as the number 1. Assuming that Anlai's mobile phone is eventually monitored by Fu Zexun, the possible changes between "l" and 1 are enough to remind He Jingtong.
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Outside the entertainment company.
He Jingtong squinted his eyes and looked at the building that was dozens of stories high. The people coming and going all focused their attention on the three of them.
The three-man team was very conspicuous. Qi Xueyi not only had white hair all over his body, but he was also the most youthful of the three. Jian Zirui also had the aura of a master, and looked like an immortal, which was completely different from the usual feeling of wanting to blow up Qi Xueyi's spirit.
As for He Jingtong, comparatively speaking, he does not seem to be that "special" in terms of temperament. He is just simply too good-looking.
The three of them had been in the lobby of the entertainment company for less than 10 minutes when one of the managers walked up to them while wiping his sweat.
The passerby thought he was inconspicuous and kept looking at the three children in school uniforms to satisfy his eyes, but in the end he could only look at the three people with regret as he was led into the elevator by the manager.
After we got into the elevator, the manager asked tentatively, "Aren't there too many people on this inspection?"
"You should at least think about how many floors your company has. If I'm alone here, I'll be exhausted to death." Qi Xueyi said with a smile.
This not only gave a reason, but also indirectly informed the manager that since people had come, it was impossible for them to just leave without doing anything.
In the end, the manager did not say anything. He just led the group to the top floor and took out something that looked like a certificate. He said, "This is a pass. When you are on patrol, you can go anywhere in the company building with this certificate."
He Jingtong's eyes moved, and Qi Xueyi was about to tease, "Can you enter your boss's office?", but he quickly swallowed it back.
He took the pass with a smile and motioned for the manager to go about his business.
As someone who had been there last year, he had not completely forgotten the situation of this entertainment company.
For some reason, Qi Xueyi sent a message to He Jingtong in front of Jian Zirui, asking: "What did you just think of?"
He Jingtong took out his cell phone and looked at it, his lips straightened involuntarily. Then he saw Qi Xueyi shook his phone and realized that he was asked to type a reply. Then he lowered his head and started typing on the cell phone.
"The basement of this building has what I want."
Qi Xueyi asked He Jingtong almost at a rapid pace, "This incident has something to do with your appearance of losing ten pounds, right?"
"Yes." There was no need to hide this, and He Jingtong clicked send after typing.
Qi Xueyi put away his phone, still looking like a happy puppy, and said, "Okay, let's start the patrol--"
There was a top-down inspection last year, and with passes in hand, no one dared to stop us.
This entertainment company building has 33 floors above ground and four floors underground.
Last year, Qi Xueyi also did an inspection mission for this company. With the skilled workers and the large number of people, the places where passes were not required were quickly searched by Jian Zirui and He Jingtong, while the places where passes were required had all three of them working together.
Two hours later, An Lai sent the second "l". At the same time, He Jing and the other two also stepped into the underground floor of the entertainment company.
There were all kinds of cars lined up there. Three people walking side by side stepped on the ground, but after walking around a circle and a floor, they got nothing.
The second layer, the third layer, the results are all the same.
When they were on the fourth floor, the three of them did feel a vibration at the same time, but the feeling was too vague and fleeting. When they tried to feel it again, not only did they not detect any trace of power, they were even stimulated by the long-stagnant air in the underground space, causing their breathing to become choked.
Qi Xueyi sent another message to He Jingtong asking if he had found what he wanted. He Jingtong just shook his head and did not type a reply.
It was impossible to return empty-handed. When the elevator was going up from the fourth underground floor to the first underground floor, several people were planning to check again when they unexpectedly felt the same vibration they had felt before between the third and fourth underground floors.
The elevator stopped in a hurry, and the second underground floor, which I had just scanned, still displayed those different styles of temperament.
Jian Zirui frowned and said, "It can't be that kind of non-existent floor, right?"
"It's not impossible." Qi Xueyi touched his chin. There was no surveillance in this corner on the third underground floor, and the sound of their conversation would not be heard far away.
"In a fully enclosed elevator, it is really difficult to judge the height difference between floors when moving up and down."
"But if this floor really does not exist, it does make sense. Otherwise, how could I have been checking here for so long and found nothing?" Qi Xueyi would never think that his strength was too weak.
Among the students, the reason why Qi Xueyi was able to team up with Jian Zirui for a whole year was that the two of them could achieve the level of other people's teams of three.
"What do you want to say now?" Jian Zirui glanced at her two companions. She had been watching the whole process of the mystery teller's operation, but she didn't say anything because she couldn't interrupt. But now it was different.
The non-existent floor couldn't allow He Jingtong and Qi Xueyi to directly smash through the floor or ceiling.
When Jian Zirui raised her eyebrows, Qi Xueyi knew what she meant and said immediately, "You must show your skills to your teammates."
Jian Zirui's identity as a Taoist temple originator usually makes her the equivalent of a turtle-hair health practitioner in Qi Xueyi's eyes. But once she switches to professional mode, Jian Zirui's power becomes particularly metaphysical.
When he reached into the wide sleeves of his Taoist robe, he saw three talismans between the fingertips of Jian Zirui's right hand.
The soul power that only the spiritual master can see turned into silk threads and attached to the drawn talisman bit by bit.
When the handwriting was filled with soul power, Jian Zirui stretched out his hand and flicked it. Three talismans floated in the air at the same time, forming a triangle and kept rotating in the air.
Qi Xueyi said with emotion: "Every time I see this kind of picture, I want to say, Master, please help me choose a lottery ticket that will definitely win the jackpot."
Jian Zirui rolled her eyes, and the floating talismans suddenly began to burn. One of them flew forward and disappeared before the ashes fell to the ground.
The two male students followed Jian Zirui's steps and moved forward. The area that they had skipped more than once before was finally contaminated by the ashes of the burning last talisman.
At first glance, that area looks like a wall that is no different from other places.
I reached out and knocked, but there was no echo.
But neither Qi Xueyi nor He Jingtong doubted whether the result indicated by Jian Zirui's ability was correct.
The answer given by the professionals is here. He Jingtong reached out and touched the wall. The white power spread along the wall until suddenly, the trace of a door appeared on the wall without any trace.
As Qi Xueyi took a breath, Jian Zirui asked, "Do you want to go in?"
He Jingtong exhaled slowly and said calmly, "Yes."
"If I say now that I can go in alone, you won't allow it, so I won't waste my words." He Jingtong clenched his fists with a firm look in his eyes.
The next second, Qi Xueyi put his hand on his shoulder: "You should have relied on your teammates like this a long time ago."
Jian Zirui also said, "I'll burn a few talismans to explore the way first."
While Jian Zirui was on the move, Qi Xueyi explained her abilities to He Jingtong: "Using talismans to find things, the more accurate the information you give, and then sorting it out in your mind based on the information you already have, the more the talismans can point to the corresponding destination. This is probably one of Jian Zirui's rare auxiliary abilities. She is even better at using talisman formations to trap her opponents, and then carrying a peach wood sword into the formation to fight the alien spirits one-on-one."
He Jingtong: "...I always feel that there is a lot of selfishness in what you said." It seems that he is saying that Jian Zirui has poor supporting ability and can't do anything except head-on fighting.
Jian Zirui didn't pay any attention to the talismans in Qi Xueyi's hand. They flashed yellow light a few times and then became transparent.
The talisman does not have the ability of eyes and can only detect the path ahead along the path of the pipe like water in the pipe.
However, even so, this ability can still serve as an excellent pathfinder.
After about three to five minutes, Jian Zirui told the two people beside her: "There's no one inside."
The talisman cannot see people, but when the talisman moves side by side, if it hits a person, a human-shaped depression will be left in the middle of the talisman.
It was based on this point that Jian Zirui concluded that there was no one inside.
"Still going in?" she asked.
"Go." He Jingtong thought about it and understood why there was no one inside.
The main researcher in the Changsheng experiment has always been Fu Zexun. Fu Zexun is currently entangled with An Lai. Secondly, the previous act of killing his collaborator also means that he has "temporarily" given up continuing to use the radish of Changsheng to seduce the donkey.
It was not unexpected but reasonable that there was no one in the laboratory.
The three of them walked in together.
Perhaps because they were sure that no one was there, the three of them involuntarily relaxed their guard as they walked into this non-existent floor.
The door leading to the non-existent floor is a downward slope. After the ground is leveled, the height of the ceiling is only about two and a half meters from the ground. The environment is extremely cramped.
As they went deeper, the dim environment was lit up by the white flames released by He Jingtong. At first, all the three of them saw were various instruments that they couldn't name until they went deeper...
The three of them looked pale as they looked at the humanoid creature in the glass jar in front of them.
The shock she felt earlier was transmitted by these jars. But this shock was too weak and not even as strong as the impact of the girl's mother's emotional outburst in the hospital.
"Are they still human?" Qi Xueyi said stiffly.
The spiritual power of the girl in the hospital urged her soul to replenish her body. This is spiritualization at the soul level.
The physical level is the "people" in these jars, who are also Jiang Nan who had died before.
In addition to the relatively complete human-shaped hands, feet, legs, limbs, and head, these
They are all like strange creatures with only a "human shape".
And there were seven jars in total, each corresponding to the color of a sin.
Jian Zirui covered her mouth for fear that she would vomit loudly.
He Jingtong clenched his fists and looked gloomy, but in the end he just said, "Find something first."
"Look for data and documents that are likely to have Fu Zexun's name and his personal seal."
He Jingtong, who was keeping an eye on time and had a lot of paper documents in his hands, looked down at his mobile phone again and found that the message sent by Anlai at exactly 4 pm was no longer "l", but was replaced by the number 1...!