s look.Uncle Three, is it really polite of you to backstab your teammates like thisYou're making excuses. What are you bringing me"Brother~"Wu Xiazheng was dissing her uncle, who sold out his teammate...Only to see, Wu Ling's finger fell on the wound of the corpse. His fingertips actually resembled the arc-shaped wounds on the corpse's body quite closely.
This sight was as if some incredibly powerful being had thrust its sharp claws into the dried-up skull, ripping it open and pulling out the bones.
Wu Ling shuddered at the thought, withdrawing her dog paws abruptly and raising goosebumps all over.
However, before he could think further, a strange sound came from the direction of the experimental table in front of him. It sounded like something light had fallen to the ground.
"Bang!"
This sound, in this silent and eerie environment, was exceptionally clear.
"Who"
Wu Ling's heart tightened, and she immediately turned around with a wary look.
He crouched down, his back slightly hunched, a rusty iron bar appearing in his hand at some point. His muscles were taut, as if any slight movement could trigger an immediate attack.
And while he was turning around, he didn't forget to put his hand on his older brother's shoulder, looking like a protector.
The once foolish Ergouzi was now alert, like a wild leopard on the hunt.
He seemed poised to spring forward at the slightest hint of movement, ready to strike down anything that might pose a threat.
Wu Xie looked at his arm in front of him. He was a little surprised by his younger brother's extremely sensitive reaction speed.
But at the same time, he also protected Wu Ling at the first moment. He held a dagger tightly in his hand and looked toward the place where the sound came from.
Ahead, a pitch-black mass blocked out all light.
After that sound, there was nothing ahead. It was as if the sound had only been made to draw their attention.
Fear comes from the unknown.
In this environment, any sound or movement cannot be ignored.
Besides, there was a shadowy figure standing outside the window, beckoning them in from the very beginning, but its whereabouts were always difficult to discern.
Do not act rashly.
Wu Ling calmed herself and carefully held the flashlight forward, looking ahead.
The flashlight beam shone ahead, illuminating cluttered lab tables on either side. There were overturned chairs and dusty bottles covered in cobwebs.
The flashlight wasn't very bright. Looking ahead, they could only see some vague outlines of tables, but it seemed like there was still some space in front.
Wu Ling looked around at the surroundings, feeling a sense of familiarity, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them before.
At this time, Wu Xie beside him seemed to have seen Wu Ling's confusion on his face and whispered in his ear:
"That's the last picture in the package."
Wu Ling's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and she immediately understood.
Although the space's construction and ground-placed equipment are covered in dust, a closer look reveals that these things are almost exactly the same as the scene in the last photograph with someone from the package.
Wu Ling took a light breath, the strange feeling in her heart almost reaching its peak.
He used the iron rod he had somehow pulled from somewhere to lightly point at the corpse lying on the ground, muttering softly:
"Hey bro, do you think this guy could be the one from the picture"
Wu Xie, hearing this, shook his head and replied in a soft voice, "It shouldn't be. The person in the photo should be a woman, while this corpse is that of a man."
Wu Ling, hearing this, lowered her head to glance at the corpse beside her. Its features were blurred and indistinct, making it impossible to tell whether it was male or female. There was a hint of both wonder and admiration in her expression:
"Dude, how did you figure that out You have eagle eyes!"
"When Wu Xie heard this, his expression seemed to be a mix of helplessness and wry smile: “The skeletons of men and women are very easy to distinguish. If you see enough of them, you'll be able to tell them apart.”
Wu Ling blinked his eyes, he suddenly thought of the definition of a phrase for some reason.
You learn a lot about a profession by interacting with people in that field.
His mind short-circuited, and his mouth blurted out faster than his brain could think: "Close proximity to ink makes one black"
Wu Xie: "..."
He twitched the corner of his mouth, tapped Wu Ling's forehead with his finger, and said in a tone that was both helpless and speechless:
"I am still close to being red, this is called ear-eye immersion and experience accumulation."
“You little rascal, I think after we go out, I should enroll you in a language and cultural class, and some basic common sense and culture lessons.”
This statement from Wu Xie is quite veiled, but the general meaning is to ask Wu Ling, "You little rascal, when you say that, what kind of fart does it sound like"
Wu Ling also reacted at this moment, realizing that what she just said was indeed a bit like letting one rip.
He rubbed his nose, coughed in his throat, and stared straight ahead with a serious expression. His little mouth shifted its attention to chatter away:
"Sir, I think we can talk about this report later. It's more important to focus on the current task first. The enemy has been quiet for a long time, should we take the initiative to attack"
Wu Xi looked at her younger brother with that "it's only embarrassing for others if I'm not embarrassed" expression, a smirk playing on her lips.
Even in this tense and obscure situation.
It seems like wherever Wu Ling is, there's always fun to be had.
Wu Xie knew his younger brother was changing the subject, but he didn't expose him. Instead, he nodded in agreement and tapped the front with his flashlight.
"Come on, soldier, let's go see what that official of yours is up to."
Wu Ling immediately agreed with both hands: "Commander, you are majestic and powerful."
They looked at each other, then stood up one after another. They stared intently ahead, cautiously making their way forward.
They walked all the way to the end of the basement and found nothing unusual, except for an iron door ahead with a slight trace of rust.
This door doesn't have a lock, just push it lightly and you can open it.
After pushing open the iron gate, there was a somewhat narrow corridor behind it.
Inside the door is a corridor that isn't very long, and you can see the end at a glance.
But the corridor was pitch black, with not a sliver of light. It looked just like a sinister and dangerous place you'd see in a horror film.
And strangely enough, after pushing open the door, the scorching heat around suddenly subsided.
A bone-chilling coldness gradually spread throughout the basement.
Wu Ling frowned, her uneasiness growing stronger.
He shone his flashlight down the corridor and found that the environment in there was not very good.
The surroundings were no longer concrete walls, but brick walls pockmarked and filled with an unknown black liquid.
And the ground was also covered with some dried-up blackish-brown liquids, emitting a pungent odor.
Wu walked sideways closer to the liquids, gently twirling his finger on their surface. He brought it to his nose and sniffed, his expression turning unpleasant afterward.
"Blood."d out of the bathroom holding an empty bottle.He moved with extreme calmness, placing the bottle back in the drawer. Then, he carefully rolled onto the bed and lay down at a distance from Wu Ling's si...