361 across the mountain
Isabella noticed the sudden turn of the car, and she looked at Rorschach in surprise.
"What happened?"
"Let's go back."
Rorschach stepped on the gas pedal and the pickup began to accelerate.
The sudden acceleration forced Isabella to grasp the handle above the door, and she looked at Rorschach in bewilderment.
"Where are we going back?"
"Gas station," Rorschach smiled slightly, "since I was allowed to touch it, I can't ignore it." โ
"Huh?"
Isabella let out an exclamation.
"Are you afraid?"
Rorschach asked.
"No, I'm not afraid."
Isabella hurriedly shook her head.
"That's good, but don't worry, we're just looking into it first."
Rorschach narrowed his eyes, and it wasn't a matter of precaution to return to the gas station. After all, he can't just use the "bloodthirsty strike" on ordinary people, but he has no scruples about the guys who do evil in this wilderness Gobi, and hopes that there are enough of them to allow him to restore his health to the fullest.
At the same time, Rorschach took over the selection mission released by the Heart of Azeroth.
(Yes!) ๏ผ
Soon, Rorschach saw the gas station again, there was still only a humanoid dot in the gas station, and he switched the "hunter tracking" to the "tracking undead creatures" mode, and did not find any undead dots, for the time being, there were no undead evil creatures here.
After confirming the security of the perimeter, Rorschach left Isabella in the pickup, handed her a pistol, and told her to honk the horn immediately if she encountered a situation.
With that done, Rorschach walked into the service hall of the gas station.
The old man was not in the service room, Rorschach walked along the shelves, walked to the back seating area, and through the beaded curtain, he came to a room that resembled a living room, and on the central table was a handbag, which was supposed to be the one Isabella had mentioned.
Rorschach stepped forward and opened his travel bag, which was filled with a pile of wallets, necklaces, watches, cell phones, and more.
Inside these wallets are different driver's licenses, photos, which are supposed to be the relics of the victims.
Looking at this, Rorschach narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously the old man was not only responsible for luring passers-by at the gas station, but also responsible for selling stolen goods.
With that in mind, Rorschach put his wallet back in his travel bag, and then he walked down the hallway of the living room, where the dot in the shape of the old man was in the innermost room.
Passing through the hallway, the room inside has no windows, and the ceiling is dimly lit, it is a suite, the old man is in the inner room, and there are several plastic lunch boxes on the table in the outhouse.
Rorschach casually opened a lunch box, only to see that inside it turned out to be a bloody ear, a human ear.
Rorschach took a deep breath and silently closed the lunch box, now certain that the guys who hijacked the passengers were all vicious and did not die a pity.
At this moment, the voice of the old man suddenly sounded in the room.
"Hey! ...... kids"
The old man's voice was weeping, a little slurred.
Rorschach walked quietly to the door of the inner room, and the old man's voice continued to come from inside.
"Huh...... Children who grow up in the mines are like beasts, what kind of place is that for children? What kind of place is it? โ
Rorschach pulled his pistol from behind his waist, stood in front of the door of the inner room, and pulled the door open.
I saw the old man sitting in front of the inner door, holding a wine bottle in one hand and a revolver in the other.
Rorschach pointed his pistol at the old man and said:
"Put down the gun, drop it gently."
The old man stared at Rorschach with surprise in his eyes, but in an instant the surprise disappeared without a trace, he raised the bottle and took a sip, looked at Rorschach, and grinned.
"YouโAre you sent by death to take me away?"
"No," Rorschach shook his head, "I'm a police officer. โ
"Police? Haha......" The old man suddenly burst out laughing, and the rapid laughter caused a cough, and after he coughed a few times, he shook his head and said, "It's really ridiculous, after so many years, this ghost place finally has a police officer......"
Rorschach asked in a deep voice:
"What the hell is going on here?"
"Here......" The old man lowered his head and took a deep breath, when he raised his head, he was already in tears, "I tried my best, I did my best, I'm sorry, I really don't want to do that......"
"Tell me, what's wrong?"
The old man shook his head and muttered:
"Get out of here, get out of here......"
Rorschach's eyes narrowed, the old man looked like he was in a state of collapse.
Suddenly, the old man put the revolver to his chin, apparently intending to commit suicide.
Rorschach wanted to step forward, but it was too late.
The old man resolutely pulled the trigger.
Pong!
Half of the old man's face was blown apart by a metal bullet, and flesh flew and splattered all around.
Rorschach hurriedly stepped back, avoiding the flying blood and flesh.
Looking at the corpse of the old man who slid under the chair, Rorschach frowned deeply, the old man probably couldn't bear the pressure of aiding and abusive, so he had to choose to commit suicide.
It follows that the number of victims here may be a very exaggerated figure.
Passing over the old man's body, Rorschach began to examine the interior.
Soon, Rorschach found a pile of cropped newspapers, notepads, and old black-and-white photographs in a nearby cabinet.
It turns out that this neighborhood was not uninhabited a few decades ago, but because of the underground minerals, there has always been a village living here.
The whole village made a living from mining, and although it was not rich, it at least had food and drink.
However, suddenly one day, an energy company from Sam's Country bought the land. They began to evict the villagers who lived on the land, but these villagers resisted desperately and were not willing to leave their homes.
After several conflicts, the energy company abandoned its plans to evict the villagers and closed the mine, cutting off their livelihoods.
Some villagers have been forced to leave the land to live elsewhere in order to make ends meet.
But there are still some people who are here to stay, but they don't know that their choices have brought unbearable consequences.
Gradually, all kinds of strange diseases began to appear in the village, and they wanted to ask for a doctor, but none of them dared to come here to treat them.
At this time, energy companies began to gradually withdraw from the land.
With the outbreak of the disease, people continue to die in the village, and although some of the survivors survive, they also become humans.
Their bodies were distorted, their temperament became bloodthirsty and violent, and since then, they have attacked every normal person who passes by, killing them with brutality and ruthlessness.
Knowing these circumstances, Rorschach was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that the wicked people who did evil in this land turned out to be a group of aberrants.
Through the notepad left by the old man, the truth of the matter becomes clearer.
It turns out that the source of all this is Roxon Energy, which is headquartered in Sam's Country.
They bought the land and conducted secret experiments that were fruitful, but also devastating to the local environment.
Those who still live on this land have been severely damaged by the intense radiation leaked from the experiments, and a large number of people have unfortunately died, and the few survivors have become brutal aberrants.
Initially, Roxon Energy was interested in these aberrants, and they were secretly conducting brutal research on them.
But it didn't take long for them to realize that distorted people weren't of much value. So, as the experiment ended, they evacuated from here, leaving the surviving deviants to fend for themselves.
The old man at the gas station was a scientist at Roxon Energy, and out of atonement, he did not return to Sam's Country, but chose to stay on this side of the land.
Since he had helped the aberrants in his research on the deviants, the deviants regarded him as one of their kind, but he also had to work with the deviants to kill the travelers who passed by, and obtain money in exchange for necessary necessities.
Until now, the old man finally couldn't bear this life anymore, and before he had a nervous breakdown, he chose to commit suicide.