I'm not a theatre god

After listening to Chen Ling's words, Jian Changsheng's expression was a little strange.

"Are you sure this will work?"

"If I am alone, I am sure I can go out at will, but you can't... I have to send you out. This is the only way now." Chen Ling added, "It just requires you to make some small sacrifices."

"...I can't hear this. Forget it, just do as you say."

"Are you going to do it yourself or should I help you?"

"No! I'll do it myself..."

…

Several people in white coats pushed the hospital bed past the door of Jian Changsheng's room and walked straight to the second floor.

At this moment, a hand emerged from the dark crack in the door, silently covering the mouth of the man in white coat who was walking at the end, and dragged him into the room like lightning!

Five seconds later, the man in the white coat pushed the door open, pretended to stand in front of the room, stopped, and suddenly said:

"etc!"

Several people in white coats turned back at the same time, looking in this direction doubtfully.

Due to the power outage, the entire corridor was dark, and only the kerosene lamps in the hands of everyone could temporarily illuminate a corner. They saw the man in the white coat standing at the door of the room holding the kerosene lamp, frowning through the glass and looking into the room.

"What's wrong?"

"12138 is missing!"

"What??"

Several people in white coats were startled, and immediately walked to the door of the room and looked in. In the dim room, they saw a messy hospital bed that had been covered with blood for some time. The sky above it was empty, and the mushroom that was originally squatting in the corner was even more. Disappeared without a trace.

The white coat immediately opened the door and went out. Everyone walked to the hospital bed and looked at the blood all over the bed in shock.

"This...how is this possible? Didn't any mutations occur during the 12138 experiment?"

"Judging from the blood stains, it doesn't look like he was attacked...but rather like it was splashed by himself?"

"Could it be the same as 10113, where the flesh and blood couldn't withstand the medicine and exploded?"

"But even if the body is exploded, there should still be some flesh and blood stumps left, right? There is only blood here?"

"Furthermore, 10113 injected too much medicine in one go. Although 12138's dose of medicine was quite large during the experiment, it was still far behind 10113... so that the body would not explode."

"..."

Just as everyone was thinking hard, a black shadow emerged from the corner and went straight to the hospital bed parked in the corridor...

"What's going on?" A law enforcement officer walked over quickly and frowned when he saw the blood all over the bed.

Several people in white coats immediately told the story. The law enforcement officer's face darkened, and he began to wonder if it was the "intruder" who did it, so he began to summon other nearby law enforcement officers and began to study the pool of blood. After all, it was theirs. The only difference found so far.

While these law enforcement officers were contemplating the pool of blood, a man in a white coat spoke softly:

"Shall we go? It seems we are not needed here."

Seeing this, other people in white coats did not stop, but continued to push the hospital bed parked in the corridor towards the passage.

They pushed the cart like this, passing through the third and second floors, and finally returned to the first floor with the elevator. Most of the law enforcement officers followed Qiong Xuan to check on the second and third floors. Except for the checkpoints on the first floor, there were people guarding them. , basically no other people were seen.

Just as they were about to leave, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Wait a moment."

Everyone turned around and saw a figure in a black windbreaker walking slowly towards here in the darkness, carrying a kerosene lamp.

"Who are you……"

"Vice Captain Han Meng." Han Meng glanced at them and said calmly, "What are you doing?"

"Go and deal with the experimental subject that failed in the experiment just now." The leader in the white coat replied calmly, "The amount of medicine in his body is too much. If it is not incinerated as soon as possible, it will contaminate the base."

Experimental subject?

Han Meng's eyes fell on the sheet, "Open it and take a look."

The white coat opened a corner of the sheet, and a large black object of unknown origin was lying there. The dark curses on the surface were twisted and flowing. It was unclear whether it was a liquid or a solid. While causing a visual impact, a stench hit his face. Come.

Han Meng frowned tightly, "You said... this is an experimental subject?"

"yes."

While responding, the man in the white coat took out a document from his arms, "This is the relevant information and the incineration application certificate."

"What do you...do you think of human life?" Han Meng did not take the document, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

He couldn't imagine what kind of transformation and pain a person must endure to become like this. Even if he now knew that he was doing all this for Lord Aurora, he still couldn't accept the scene in front of him.

Several people in white coats looked at each other and replied helplessly, "We are just following orders."

Han Meng stared at them for a long time, and finally looked away. After taking the document, everyone pushed the hospital bed and moved on.

Han Meng's eyes fell on the first line of the document, and his eyes suddenly shrank.

"stop!"

Everyone stopped in confusion.

"Where did you find this experimental subject?" Han Meng's voice was extremely low.

"Number 12139, the original name seems to be... Zhao Yi?" A man in a white coat thought for a while, "It was just sent in today. He filled out the registration form himself, and the specific documents were written... I remember that he seemed to be A survivor from District 3?"

As soon as these words came out, the figure of the man in a white coat standing at the end of the crowd was shaken, and his eyes could not hide the astonishment.

Chen Ling, disguised in a white coat, looked at the unknown object in the pool, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

That thing... is Zhao Yi? ?

Although Chen Ling knew that Zhao Yi's time was running out, he thought that Zhao Yi would spend his last time with everyone in District 3. He never expected that he would meet Zhao Yi here... And in just a few hours, the man who had been there The tyrannical Brother Sayan in Hanshuang Street has become like this? ?

Looking at the thing on the bed, I couldn't connect it with Zhao Yi in my memory.

Han Meng's hand holding the document trembled slightly, and the anger in his eyes grew stronger and stronger. Finally, he clenched the document into a ball in his hand, turned around and walked towards the lower passage... A pressure spread around him. , many people in white coats looked at it with blank faces.

"I remember... this Han Meng seems to be from District 3?" A man in a white coat reminded him carefully as if he remembered something.

A flash of understanding flashed across everyone's faces. They looked at Han Meng's leaving figure and vaguely felt a storm brewing at the bottom of the base...

"Okay, stop looking...do your own thing."

After being reminded by a man in a white coat, everyone came back to their senses. After checking the password with the law enforcement officer stationed at the door, they pushed the hospital bed and walked directly to the elevator.

At this moment, a man in a white coat suddenly let go of his hand and did not enter the elevator, but stood quietly on the spot.