Huang Ping's body rushed forward and rolled and just landed, only to hear the alarm bell, and immediately heard the sound of several drones "buzzing" overhead, he hurriedly leaned down, several consecutive jumps, under the cover of the night that has not completely faded, quickly rushed into a nearest building.

At the same time, the lights of the drone were immediately attracted to a naked man in front of the barbed wire. The captured images were then transmitted back to the monitoring room.

"Arrest this man immediately, he must be related to the prisoner who assassinated Director Yasui before." The control room gave the order.

Klose hurriedly covered his lower body and ran all the way away from the barbed wire.

A group of soldiers was already running at him from afar.

Several drones hung above his head, and together they stretched out the barrels of their black holes and fired at him.

The bullets hit the ground and splashed up clouds of smoke, and Klose jumped left and right in fright, as if he were doing a clumsy dance.

Just when everyone's eyes in the monitoring room were attracted by Klose, Kohei followed the route Klose said, skillfully evaded the surveillance, and quietly killed several soldiers on duty, dragging their bodies to hidden corners to ensure that they would not be exposed in a short time.

What finally appeared in front of Huangping's eyes was a gloomy prison.

Even though the outside world was approaching dawn, the prison was still as silent as night, except for the faint glow of the sconces on the walls.

Kohei swiped open the automatic door of the prison with the key card he had touched from the guards and slowly walked inside.

This is the core area of the research institute in addition to the laboratory, and it is also the place where Kohei has always wanted to explore it.

As the truth is unveiled step by step, Kohei is full of curiosity about the identity of the "god", who he really is, how he became the god in the minds of those weirdos, and whether there are also some people in the institute who are controlled by him, such as Sano.

There will be a sign number above each prison, Huang Ping walked all the way, some of the prisons curled up I don't know if it was a person or a monster, Dou Da Xueliang's eyes have been staring at Huang Ping's whereabouts, and some of the prisons are empty, judging from the uniform dust on the ground, it should have been idle for a long time.

The number plate in front of the door seems to be placed randomly, and there is no particular pattern.

Kohei even saw No. 252 and No. 111.

The prison is located beneath the Institute, covering a fairly large area, and when you look in from the top, the other end of the wall seems to be very far away.

The prison was quiet, which made the sound of Huangping's deliberately slowed footsteps all the more obvious.

It's strange, it's too quiet.

Kohei looked around, trying to find some clues.

As he walked from one side of the prison to the other, the number plates he had seen before flashed through his mind.

Wait, it looks like something is missing.

Since the cells are all the same size, it is quick to figure out how many cells there are in the prison.

That's right, there are a total of 300 independent prisons here, although there is no pattern in the order of numbering, but Huang Ping is very sure that he has the number of each cell, except for the number 58.

Kohei returned to the cell with no number plate.

It's covered in a thick layer of ash, and it seems like no test specimens have been held here for a long time.

Kohei cut the lock and gently pushed the iron door open, the interior of this room seemed to be no different from other prisons, but there was only one place that allowed Kohei to take a few more looks.

Due to the variety of subjects and their temperaments, fixed handcuffs and leg cuffs are usually placed on one of the walls of the cell to ensure that the subjects do not commit suicide during the early stages of their incarceration.

Unless the test subject is unusually tall, the general height of the cell will be sufficient for most test subjects, but the handcuffs in this cell are particularly low, about the waist level of the swaying position.

Huang Ping squatted down and carefully examined the rusty handcuffs, which seemed to have some traces of blood remaining, mixed with rust, speckled and spotted, emitting a faint smell of blood.

Huang Ping frowned and stood up, could it be that when No. 58 was imprisoned here, he was still a child.

Since these tests are numbered one by one, the prison management office will definitely have an archive of them, and if the text of the record is found, the truth may be found.

After all, there is nothing unusual in the entire prison.

The test subjects that remained in the prison seemed to have been tortured by the research institute, and even if Kohei made a big move in the prison, they would only curl up in their cells, numb to everything in front of them.

Huang Ping opened the prison gate, but he didn't expect to bump into a team head-on.

The moment they saw Huang Ping, the throat of the team leader just shook, and they wanted to report to the command center immediately through the walkie-talkie, but they didn't expect that a fingertip-sized fluorescent light flew in and cut his throat in an instant.

The team of five fell at the same time, their eyes wide open, their throats making a "uh-uh" sound, struggling in pools of blood, and finally reluctantly dying.

Kohei didn't have time to entangle with them, so he quickly stepped over their corpses and slammed open the door of the prison management office next door.

Since it was early in the morning, the office was empty except for the soldiers who had been cleared out of the door.

Huang Ping quickly walked to the filing cabinet and took out a bunch of boxes and rummaged through.

Damn, so much, where can I see it all at once.

Just when the shaking plane was at a loss for what to do with the mountain-like information, a scream suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Not good!" Kohei hurriedly rushed out of the door, only to see a woman in a white dress covering her mouth and screaming, and in front of her was a row of soldiers lying in a pool of blood.

Seeing someone suddenly appear, she immediately stopped reporting the crime and dialing her mobile phone, turned around and ran.

But how could Kohei let her get her wish, he rushed up with an arrow step, grabbed her throat, and lifted her in the air.

The woman's hands were tightly clasped around her hands, her face turned from white to blue, and then from blue to purple, and her feet moved in vain in the air.

Suddenly, he threw her to the ground, and the woman breathed as if she had just been fished out of the water, and a bellows-like sound came out of her chest.

"You're from prison?"

The woman looked at the extremely cold woman in black in front of her in horror, and she didn't even dare to speak, just nodded desperately.

"Help me find something, if you can't find it, you'll end up like them." Kohei pointed to a dead body.

At this time, the ubiquitous surveillance system in the corridor had noticed the abnormality of this place, and Huangping could even faintly hear the sound of neat footsteps in the distance.

Those guys are really haunted.

Huang Ping gritted his teeth and dragged the woman in white into the office.