The voices were becoming louder and louder, with screams and footsteps of many people mixed together, and many people were running towards this side.
The people who were quietly walking towards that direction in the corridor looked at each other, not quite understanding what was going on.
"Captain, what should we do?" A police officer came up to the middle-aged man and asked quietly.
The middle-aged man listened carefully to the screams and chaotic sounds getting closer and closer. He felt a sense of urgency and frowned for a moment before saying, "Let's hide first and go to that laboratory."
He looked towards the room where the man in the white coat had walked out of.
People filed in one after another. About twenty people stood blatantly in someone else's laboratory, leaving the door open, and even stood at the door and looked out.
Until a group of figures appeared at the corner of the corridor.
"Why haven't the other defense personnel arrived yet?"
"It's on the way... It's coming, be careful!" The faint sound of the anesthetic gun was heard, and with a "whoosh", the syringe fell to the ground.
"Retreat quickly!"
Six people wearing black and green striped clothes and holding weapons protected five men in white coats. They were of different ages but all thin and bald as they walked and retreated. The young man wearing a mask and gold-rimmed glasses was among them.
The six men in black and green striped clothes stared intently at the corridor on the other side of the corner, and while quickly retreating, they raised their weapons diagonally upwards.
"Don't fight any longer. We have to find a place to hide. We must not let Subject No. 2 touch us!" The older man, who was about fifty years old, said urgently to the man in black and green striped clothes.
His hair was sparse, with only a few soft gray strands on top of his head.
"The original body of Experimental Subject No. 2 is an African emperor scorpion. After fusing the genetic cells of the original body No. 1, the stinger of the scorpion's tail mutated, becoming more toxic and parasitic..."
"What will happen if you get pricked by its tail needle?" The man in black and green striped clothing next to him glanced at him and continued to aim his weapon diagonally upwards, firing continuously.
The syringes were all shot down after being ejected, but sometimes they would explode in the process of being shot down, and the anesthetic inside would splash all over Subject No. 2.
It will have some anesthetic effect.
"Yes... the toxin has become a new type of unknown toxin. Currently, we only know that it has the parasitic property. The other properties... have not been researched yet..." The man in his fifties with sparse hair stammered.
"So how can you be stung by it and there is no cure?"
“Not yet…”
“Shit!” The man in black and green striped clothing cursed in a low voice. He remembered that when Subject No. 2 escaped, he stung many people. He hurriedly called out to his companions: “Don’t hang on here. Find a room to hide and wait for the other teams to bring their lethal weapons. A few tranquilizer guns can do nothing!”
Subject No. 2 was quite fast, and in a short while, he had already chased them to the corner of the corridor.
Finally, his true identity was revealed in front of many police officers who were hiding.
On the ceiling, a huge black long-tail hook hanging upside down first caught everyone's sight. The sharp hook was dyed crimson, and sticky blood kept dripping from it.
It was a scorpion half a person's height, black and gray in color, crawling upside down on the ceiling. Its tail hook was incredibly large, almost as long as its body. It also looked a bit strange, and its whole body seemed to be swollen. The originally shiny black shell was soft and vibrated slightly, which was somewhat similar to the gas creature.
It climbed on the ceiling very quickly, and the men in black and green striped clothes had to keep attacking it. Only when the anesthetic was flying towards it would it pause for a moment and wave its claws or tail hook to block the anesthetic.
"I didn't lock the door when I came out. Go to my office. It's at the back!" shouted the man with gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.
The eleven people retreated quickly. After retreating seven or eight meters, they saw the door of a small laboratory on one side of the corridor was open, and they quickly retreated in.
"Bang!" The door was closed.
There was an eerie silence in the room for a while, with only the sound of Subject No. 2 crawling outside the door and using his claws to pry open the wooden door.
"Everyone, don't panic. In less than three minutes, the defense team with lethal weapons will arrive. Experimental subject No. 2 cannot break through the door and cannot come in."
"but……"
"Why do I always feel a little crowded?" The man in black and green striped clothes touched the tranquilizer gun in his hand and looked around the room in confusion.
Less than a meter in front of him, a policeman stared at him face to face with eyes wide open and breath held.
This small laboratory is not big. It was originally used as an office by a man with gold-rimmed glasses. There are several laboratory tables, desks, chairs and small beds for rest. Usually, there are several people walking around here. Although it is not crowded, it is not spacious either.
At this moment, after twenty-four invisible people were standing in this small laboratory, eleven more people squeezed in. It was already the limit if they could avoid bumping into each other.
"I, there seems to be wind behind my head..." a young researcher said nervously, turning his neck stiffly to look around.
Behind the young researcher, Yunlu was standing there with Luo Zheyu on his back. Yunlu's chest was slightly heaving. He was slightly taller than the young researcher, and his breath was spraying on the back of the young researcher's head.
"It should be the wind blowing out of the ventilation duct." said the man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
"Oh..." The young researcher turned around and looked up at the ceiling, trying to find the ventilation duct.
He took a step forward.
He was getting closer to Yunlu, and Yunlu's chin was almost touching his forehead.
The breath sprayed on his face.
"Sure enough, the wind is getting stronger, but where is the ventilation duct..."
The young researcher muttered, his eyes darting around.
Luo Zheyu, who was lying on Yunlu's back, stretched out his hand and gently covered Yunlu's nose.
"Huh, there's no wind?" The young researcher scratched his head, looking confused.
Unless one is extremely lucky, it is only a matter of time before the invisible people are exposed.
The other party has a tranquilizer gun, and people carrying real lethal weapons will arrive soon. Relying on luck is too unreliable, so the middle-aged man decided to do something.
He raised his hand high, waved it in the air a few times, attracted the attention of the people scattered and hiding around, and then made a few gestures.
【Take action and act accordingly.】
Then he picked up the thick black pen on the desk and slowly wrote a few words on the silver-white paint wall.
The tip of the pen touched the wall, and the rustling sound attracted the people in the institute to look over.
"What the hell! What is that? Look!"
"A pen?"
"Oh my god... a pen that floats in the air and writes by itself? What the hell? I must be dreaming..."
"Look what it says!"
"injustice……"
"soul……"
"So..."
"life!"
“What the hell!?”
Everyone was silent.
Even the invisible policemen looked at the middle-aged man in confusion; they had never expected that he would do such a thing.
Yunlu and the other two were confused and didn't quite understand the meaning of these four words.
"I, I haven't hurt anyone, so how could there be a wronged ghost seeking revenge on me..." The elderly researcher with thinning hair said tremblingly, even with a hint of grievance in his crying tone.
"I didn't hurt anyone!"
"Neither have I!"
"Although what we did was illegal, I definitely didn't kill anyone!"
"No, don't look for me!" One of the men in white coats suddenly yelled in panic, backed away, and his limbs trembled.
"I didn't do it. I didn't do anything! They forced me to do it!"
Everyone looked at him, but he said nothing. He shrank his neck and hid to the other end of the room.
He seemed to step on something and almost tripped, but he didn't care and rolled and crawled under the laboratory table.
The policeman hiding nearby retracted his toes, gritting his teeth in pain, but dared not make a sound.
On the other side, the middle-aged man threw away the thick black pen, walked up behind the researchers, and slapped each of them on the back of their heads.
Move away immediately after the fight, never stay for even half a second longer.
His work style is very bad and his behavior is extremely bold and arrogant.
The whole group of people in the research institute were stunned.
It also confused its own people who were in the invisible state.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
There was a sudden knocking sound outside the door, and it became quiet after two minutes.
The police reacted and followed the middle-aged man's footsteps, using all kinds of tricks to scare the institute personnel.
Some blew hard at them and beat them secretly, some threw the materials and tools on the laboratory table everywhere, and there were even a few who directly snatched the anesthetic guns from the hands of the people wearing black and green striped clothes.
While doing all this, Luo Zheyu tried hard to keep their activities invisible to each other, and everyone was completely invisible.
Outside, the fully armed guards knocked on the wooden door.
The wooden door was instantly opened from the inside, and a group of research institute personnel rushed out in panic.
Twenty policemen and Yunlu hid in the chaos and rushed out together.
The research institute staff who fled outside in panic knew nothing about this.
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The sneaky figure took advantage of the fact that all the defense personnel in the underground laboratory were mobilized and sneaked in.
When the gas creatures were in close range, they had a small sense of each other. He followed the sense, poking his head around and walking around the research institute.
Found it, in this room.
He simply opened the door and walked in.
There was a person inside wearing a white coat, a mask and gloves, who was concentrating and observing the culture dish carefully, taking notes in the notebook in his hand. He was completely distracted from watching the door open and someone entering.
There are many people coming and going in this laboratory.
It was not until the person who entered the laboratory stood beside him, motionless, that he reluctantly took his eyes off the petri dish and turned his head away.
"What..." He fell silent before he could finish his words.
His eyes were wide and bulging slightly outward, and his mouth was open, preparing to utter the next word.
But I will never be able to say this word again.
“Slurp…”
There was a subtle sound coming from behind his head.
It was like the sound of water pressing against each other in a small and crowded puddle, as nimble creatures suddenly slid in and squeezed into it.
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