This aura is deadly

In the dark space, Chen Ke's only feeling was that of falling, and an unknown dark halo shone above his head.

His feet suddenly touched the ground. He looked down and saw a floating rectangular transparent plastic platform.

The table is about 3.5 meters wide, with regularly aligned holes arranged on both sides. Floating platforms are spirally arranged one after another, extending to the front of a light curtain.

He jumped on the floating platform and headed towards the glowing door. This is the world of 35mm film.

Humanity invented the camera in 1839 and mastered the technology of locking time.

The play of light and shadow turns fleeting moments into eternity on a thin sheet of plastic.

The negative in Haroyin's hand is the door to another photo. Chen Ke is curious about what kind of world he will enter.

He must travel through the fragments of the past until he finds the photo of Haroin's murder.

Then jump out of the photo and go to where the camera is.

Chen Ke jumped into the light curtain, his vision went dark, and his feet touched the ground. When he opened his eyes again, he saw only the stars in the sky.

There was a hint of gasoline in the air, and in the distance, there were rows of low warehouses.

A barbed wire fence surrounded the warehouses, and a warning sign hung above it that read: High voltage, stay back.

Chen Ke looked around. It was midnight, but the moonlight was bright, and in the distance were the rolling red mountains. It looked like a secret military base.

After taking a few steps towards the low buildings, a line of 3D artistic fonts suddenly appeared in mid-air in front of Chen Ke: "Agent Crazy Flower".

At the same time, a burst of BGM played by a violin also sounded in response to the scene. The style and fragments of the soundtrack can be heard as a strong film style, and it should be an interception of the main melody.

"What the hell..." Chen Ke was startled by the subtitles in front of him. He stood there and stared at the subtitles for a long time.

The subtitles slowly faded, but the music continued.

Chen Ke took a few steps forward, and four new lines of small characters appeared.

Director: John Smith

Starring: Harold Messetta

Photography: Anthony Price

Producer: Rowling Scott

He reached out to touch the subtitles. As soon as he touched them, they dissipated into colorful smoke screens and gradually disappeared in mid-air.

The BGM of the violin slowly faded away at this time, and the surroundings returned to silence.

After walking dozens of steps further, Chen Ke came to the barbed wire fence. Instead of touching it, he looked for a way to make a hole and get in.

He walked along the wire fence to the left for a while and found a pile of abandoned cross-body bags on the ground.

Chen Ke squatted next to his satchel and his eyes fell on the hole in the barbed wire guardrail. There were insulating gloves and clamps in the bag. Someone, like him, wanted to get in.

When he was about to crawl in through the hole, he saw a pile of dark things piled on the ground not far away.

"Huh?" Chen Ke looked over there curiously.

It was a pit a hundred meters away, as if it had been dug deliberately by man, with many black things piled in it.

Unable to contain his curiosity, he got up and walked towards the pit. When he came to the edge of the pit, he found a pit full of black body bags piled inside.

Each body bag was filled to the brim, and after a rough count, there were probably hundreds of them in the pit. He looked back at the base, and many thoughts popped into his mind.

If this was a movie, maybe the plot has reached its end, and the photos only record a moment. Logically speaking, it is impossible to create a world that is too big.

This is indeed the case. The surrounding mountains tightly surround this open space in the middle, building a wall visible to the naked eye. The rows of warehouses in front of you are everything in this world.

Chen Ke carefully slid down the pit and stepped on the piles of eras. It was obvious that they were filled with human corpses.

If the guards here are all military bases, then at least Chen Ke can see what he is dealing with. Is it an ordinary human being or a humanoid monster?

He unzipped the nearest body bag, and the face of the deceased came into view. The moonlight shone on the man's face, which surprised Chen Ke.

It's actually Haro Yin.

He had short white hair and was wearing a black trench coat. His chest was shot by three bullets, and there was blood on his pale cheeks.

"Dead... Haro Yin in this photo is dead..." Chen Ke murmured.

Without Haroin, it would be much harder for him to find the next photo in this world.

Chen Ke sighed, since she is dead, just do it yourself...

He pulled down the zipper of the body bag a little, took out all of Haro Yin's bodies, and then rummaged around in her pockets.

The Haro Yin in the photo is all a shadow of the past, and the real her is dead, so this can’t be considered desecration of the corpse...

The pockets of the coat were all empty. Chen Ke hesitated for a moment and then unbuttoned the Haroyan windbreaker one by one.

She was wearing a body armor and a white and black turtleneck sweater, but it was obvious that the hole in Haroyan's chest was caused by a 7.76mm rifle bullet. The shattered ceramic fragments were driven into her body along with the bullet. in vivo.

Judging from Haro Yin's appearance, she had not been beaten to death for a long time. Although her body was cold, she was not stiff yet. Chen Ke touched both sides of her waist, unbuttoned the body armor, and pulled off the body armor with one hand. ripped from her body.

All of Haroin's horrific fatal gunshot wounds were exposed, the blood holes had long since dried up, the sweater was stuck to the flesh, and the wounds were horribly swollen.

After the three bullets entered the body, they passed out from the back, causing an open wound and causing a large piece of flesh and blood to be missing from Haroyan's left shoulder blade.

Chen Ke didn't pay attention to the wound, but focused on searching her pockets, but everything was empty.

Empty holster, empty magazine pouch, empty spare belt pouch, and empty pockets...

Maybe Haro Yin had all his belongings taken away. Who took it? This is very interesting.

Chen Ke put her body back into the body bag and zipped it up.

He can search things and use guns to prove that there are at least people in that warehouse, or at least some kind of intelligent creature.

He rolled the body bag aside and dragged the other body bag next to him to see what was inside.

Unzip.

"I'm going to kill you..."

Chen Ke looked at the person in the body bag with a confused look on his face.

It was still Haro Yin, with short white hair and a black trench coat, but the expression on his face was a bit ferocious. He must have suffered tremendous pain before his death.

He pulled the zipper down and immediately covered his nose. A fishy and astringent smell hit his face.

Chen Ke immediately took a few steps back when he saw that Haro Yin had been disembowelled, his abdomen was like a fish that had been cut open, his intestines and feces were wrapped together.

"This..." Chen Ke was disgusted and confused.

He opened many more body bags, and there was no doubt that they were all filled with the bodies of Haro Yin who had been killed by different means and methods.

Some were electrocuted to death, some had their heads dissolved by sulfuric acid and died, some had their brains knocked out by random punches, some were strangled to death, and some were quartered... It was simply an encyclopedia of human death.

Today's update is a bit lagging, and I still owe DJstave the leader two more updates. Wow, wow, it's Sunday.