Xing Lian passed through the dark underground pipeline. At that time, he did not know that at a certain moment, Lin Chen and him were separated by a wall.
As if aware of it, he stopped somewhere, raised the flashlight, and illuminated the passage in front of his eyes. The mine built by the Brit is not so difficult, and most areas have maintained the original drawing, of course, except for some creatures that are not in the plan.
A tri-colored spearhead viper snake hovering in front of it to make a nest in the wet and dark abandoned pipe.
The dynasty almost shouted in fright.
Xing Conglian put his hand on the wall of the cement pipe, and felt the greasy moss on his hands. He looked over his head, and a sudden palpitation began, and the chill began to spread from his chest. A goosebump soon appeared on his arm.
He paused for a while, and Kang An crowded in front of him and asked, "Boss, shall I come?"
Xun Lian ignored him. He turned back and pulled out his dagger, half a step forward, stepping on the tail of the snake with one foot, and holding the slippery snake body with his other hand. Keep moving forward.
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Inside the mine cellar.
When Lin Chen's consciousness was about to blur, he vaguely felt that someone was watching him.
At that time, he was resting on Duanyang's legs, Duanyang was asleep, and his breathing was hot, with various chaotic pictures in his mind. Most of the pictures are related to Xing Conglian. His consciousness no longer has so much energy to restrain the subconscious.
There was a breath around him that didn't belong to him or Duan Yang. He could only open his eyes slightly, and seeing someone standing in front of the iron cage and staring at them through the thin to nothing.
He was instantly awake.
The man outside the cage wore a robe, and after looking closely, he found that it was a white coat. But the uniform was too long, almost hanging down to the ankle, and the man wrapped in the robe was so thin that he stood in front of him as if he were a kid stealing adult clothes.
Lin Chen caressed his forehead and moved his eyes hard to the face of the coming person. At first glance, he almost wanted to swear. The other person was wearing a pure white mask, and two drops of red blood and tears fell from his eye socket, like a ghost.
Probably because he was too quiet and Duan Yang was awake. The moment he saw the man outside the cage, the young man exclaimed, "Oh, what a ghost!"
Duanyang's voice seemed to awaken the sleeping beasts beneath the ground. Suddenly, many cages around them screamed, and the iron cage shook with a loud snoring sound.
"Shh."
The masker puts his index finger close to his lips, and from behind the mask is a pure electronic sound, with inorganic icy coldness, but a kind of lightness that mocks everything.
Lin Chen sat upright, always felt that Dana was a ghost place with any kind of neurosis. Although he looked like a ghost, the one in front of the cage was still human.
"What do you do?" He asked.
After speaking, he felt very stupid, and it wasn't Huaguo here. He said that Chinese and the other party were just talking to each other.
But suddenly, he really heard the long-lost, pure Chinese: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, come here ... come with me ..."
The chains were opened, and the militants guarding the cellar pulled them out of the iron cage and walked out.
...
From the sewer to the designated location, they only traveled for about fifteen minutes.
A very pale light poured from the drain, and the air had a rancid smell that was different from a groundwater pipe.
They were blocked by an iron fence, Kang An took out his tools, wanted to remove the fence, and Xun Lian pushed people behind him, kicking the rusty railing across the front directly.
The iron fence flew out, slamming to the ground, the dust rose, and they crawled out of the pipe.
After this loud noise, there was a sound of running sounds on the floor, as if someone heard the movement, rushed downstairs.
The floor was shuddering constantly. Riding on the gap before the encounter, Xun Lian didn't choose to take a gun. Instead, he took out the cigarette case from the waterproof pocket and lit it.
Dense footsteps sounded from the corner, and quickly approached. When approaching the door, the black hole of the gun barrel rushed through the door.
Xing Cong continued to smoke, and after tracking Gao Meng for a whole week, they finally saw the embarrassing rain forest soldiers.
The imperial dynasty held the notebook against his chest, and said to Gao Meng, who was holding an ak47 in front of him, almost □□: "Next ... good afternoon!"
Xing Cong spit out his cigarette, shook his ashes, and said in Gao Meng language, "Take me to see your chief."
...
Lin Chen's footsteps were weak, but she had to pretend not to be so miserable.
He put a hand on Duanyang's shoulder and examined the scene in front of him.
Honestly, if he wasn't sure he was abducted deep into the Dana rainforest, he would think he was visiting a national laboratory.
There was pure white in front of him, and there were about two basketball courts under the incandescent lamp. Many people in white lab clothes were busy inside the moving door. No one would have thought that in the depths of the appearance of the old and collapsed abandoned mine, there would be such a well-equipped laboratory.
There was a strange smell of plastic in the air.
The laboratory staff handed in a full set of dust-proof clothing. Lin Chen's eyes kept looking at the ghost-shaped mask man. The other party turned around and looked at them in the door, as if still smiling at them.
He and Duanyang were forced to stop at the door, put on a light blue dust-proof suit, and when they put on a mask, the blocked breath made him feel hot all over.
"Counselor Lin, where is this?"
Duanyang then replied from shock and asked with trembling.
"laboratory."
"I know it's a laboratory, but why is there such a large laboratory here, who funded it?"
The moving door opened, and the staff in the laboratory were obviously of high quality. They just buried their work and did not look at them.
"You ask me, who do I ask?" Lin Chen gave a low cough, and asked back.
"I ... then what did they catch us for?" Duanyang said, hurriedly covering his mouth, "I don't ask, I don't ask."
While talking, they passed through an experimental table, and some experimenters were analyzing a purely verbal end.
"Can you recognize these experimental equipment, what is it for?" Lin Chen grabbed Duanyang's arm and asked in a low voice.
"It seems that there are meteorological chromatographs, mass spectrometers, distillation columns ..."
"What kind of lab is this probably?"
"This should be a chemistry lab."
"Huh?" Lin Chen paused, thinking of the reason for Duan Yang's abduction. "Drug research laboratory?"
"No, there are no centrifuges ..."
Lin Chen shook his head. He looked at the focused eyes on the experimental bench before realizing that his previous cognition was actually problematic. It might not be a laboratory when he looked at a place like a laboratory. It should be a chemical factory.
Deep in the chemical factory in the San Regal Zone, Lin Chen can probably guess what it is without looking at the scientific names of those powders.
He gently rubbed the ring on his hand, remembering the middle-aged man who died unexpectedly on the stowaway, and the identity of the other person gradually became clear.
However, it was probably confused. He just felt that although all this gradually showed up, he was still confused.
...
Xun has even seen many miserable scenes, so the corpse in front of him is not so scary to him.
In a warehouse on the first floor of the factory, more than a dozen corpses were tiled, most of them were strong men who had been smashed. Because the rain forest climate is not conducive to the storage of corpses, many corpses have been covered with white maggots and stench Difficult.
The dynasty was scared to cover his mouth and nose, and pressed his face tightly to his back. Xing Conglian took his eyes off and looked at the soldier with □□ at them.
The opponent seemed to have the stance to kill them directly here and throw them in.
"Boss ... Boss ..."
The voice of the dynasty was crying, and Xun looked from the corner pointed to by the young man, only to find a bare-ass Gaomen boy sleeping in the corner of the corpse pile.
The sentence sighed indeterminately.
The bald bar owner started going crazy at the door of the warehouse. He howled, madly trying to rush in, causing the Gao Meng tribe soldiers holding guns to nervously point their guns at them.
Kang An unlocked the gun insurance and topped the front position.
"How many people are still upstairs?" Xing Conglian threw down his cigarette **** and stepped out.
He didn't know how this sentence offended these savages. In short, the other party became more excited, and his black fingers clasped the trigger.
Just then, a weak voice came from the far end of the shabby corridor: "Stop!"
The punishment went from Lien Xuan's reputation, and I saw someone coming slowly against the sun.
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After walking through the not-so-long lab, Lin Chen and Duan Yang came to the last office area of the lab.
The style of the office is completely different from the cleanliness of the entire laboratory. It is full of all kinds of waste and debris. There are only old tires on the desk. Paper scraps are everywhere. The white magnetic board is covered with black handwriting. With various complex chemical formulas, at the level of Lin Chen, he could not understand it at all.
Therefore, he could only look at the masked man with more focused eyes. The two blood and tear marks on the other's mask were more dazzling under the incandescent lamp.
Height, weight 45kg, shoe size 230, should be left-handed. In addition, Lin Chen found that he could not see the other characteristics of the other party, including gender.
He looked at the handwriting on the whiteboard again, and looked at the mask man again, and frowned slightly.
"Say something," he said.
"Hee hee." The mechanical cold laugh came from behind the mask, and the man turned his head and pushed open the back door of the office.
Duanyang couldn't help screaming again, grasping his hand firmly.
Lin Chen narrowed his eyes and looked into the dark space. There were countless small iron cages behind the door, and he could not see his eyes at all.
In the cage were one gray-brown wild monkey, and the monkeys had pink faces. When he was in college, Lin Chen had studied this kind of monkeys. Their scientific name is the rhesus monkey, which is an important species used in scientific experiments in countries around the world. You know, a single rhesus monkey sells for more than 10,000 yuan on the international market. Just one hundred lab monkeys are worth millions in this laboratory alone. It is probably only in places like Dana Rainforest. There is such an unbridled supply of monkeys.
The emaciated masker stopped in front of a cage.
The light shone on his pale mask: "Give you a choice, help me do something, or be chopped into feed to feed my darlings."