"Survival, Cycle, Worm, Control, Riot, Death...... What are they doing? Uncle Long frowned.

"Could it be...... Those Japanese are experimenting with bloodthirsty black worms? Chen Tao guessed: "There are often Japanese bacteriological units engaged in biological and chemical weapons on TV, could this also be a secret base for them?" ”

"I said offspring, are you serious?" Boss Zhang looked at Chen Taodao.

"Of course I'm serious!" Chen Tao retorted: "Isn't it written that there are worms? ”

"But it doesn't have to be a bloodthirsty black worm? What if it's just a personal name? Have you heard of Osamu Tezuka? Boss Zhang asked.

"I really didn't see it, you still know him?" Chen Tao joked.

"I saw him in magazines when I had nothing to do." Boss Zhang said seriously.

"Forehead......" Chen Tao was a little speechless.

"What Boss Zhang said is also very reasonable. There are a lot of Japanese names that have the word worm in them. But from the analysis of the information brought by these words, they are really studying something. It's just ......" Uncle Long paused and said, "These words alone can't explain all this. ”

"Maybe, this time this kid was really blinded." Yan patted the dust on his hands, looked up and said to Boss Zhang, "These photos should have landed here inadvertently when they withdrew." All the information and data were emptied, and it was clear that they were classified documents. Although I don't know why they retreated in a hurry, leaving behind such an empty shell military factory and all this stuff........"

Yan kicked the vines on the ground a few times and said, "These things are not normal creatures at all. Did you notice that although these vines are everywhere, they don't grow from one direction, some of them come straight out of the cracks in the walls and the ground? ”

"It's the first time I've seen this kind of thing in so many years. That stench is like a corpse, it's really evil! "Mountain ghost road.

"Since there's nothing to find here, let's get out. There are several more rooms over there, see if you can find anything else. Seeing that there was no longer any need to stay, Uncle Long walked out of the room with a flashlight, and the others followed.

After exiting the conference room and walking down the corridor for about seven or eight meters, a rusty iron door appeared on the left wall. A few meters further on, you can see that there are also two opposite iron doors on the right side of the wall by the flashlight. Reaching out and pulling off the thin vines attached to the doors and windows, Chen Tao raised his flashlight and shone it into the small door on the left.

There is a lot of space inside, and it looks like a dormitory. Chen Tao tried to push, but the door was not locked, only a slit the length of the palm was pushed open. The doorknob was entwined with a few slightly thicker vines, which were now pulling straight.

Enduring the stench, Chen Tao used a folding shovel to cut off the thick vines that were obstructing, raised his hand and forced a bunch, only to hear a squeak, the iron door suddenly opened, and it hit the wall inside with a loud bang. The sound of collision lingered in the empty and dark corridor for a long time, like the roar of a ghost in the darkness.

Brushing aside the few thin vines hanging from the top of his head, Chen Tao raised his feet and entered the door. Inside is a dilapidated dormitory building with two rows of simple single beds on the floor, and there are a lot of them. The walls on all sides were covered with patches and tiny vine branches, the skin of which had peeled off, and some vines had emerged from the cracks in the walls and dragged long on the ground.

There are two doors in front of and behind the house, the other door is at the other end, and the door is closed. Now that you're already in, there's no need to go through the trouble of opening another one in vain.

In addition to the single beds on either side, there are two large iron stoves in the middle of the room, and the long exhaust pipes are inserted into the cement wall overhead. The underground factory should have hidden exhaust vents, otherwise the carbon monoxide produced by the furnace burning indoors would be enough to kill everyone in the room.

There were two rows of wooden gun mounts on each wall next to the two doors, and there was nothing on them. The wood was rotten, covered with black mold and tiny moth-eaten holes. Chen Tao knocked on the wooden frame with a shovel, and dropped a piece of sawdust on the ground.

This wood is supposed to be sturdy, and although it looks like it will fall apart at the touch of it, it has survived so many years of dampness and insect damage, which shows its high quality.

Chen Tao remembered the two big bookcases just now, there were no insect holes on them, and the traces of decay were not very obvious, and the wood used must not be ordinary goods. Thinking like this, he shook the empty wooden frame in front of him, and couldn't see what kind of wood it was, so he didn't care about it anymore.

There are also rows of wooden shelves nailed to the wall on the inside of the bed, which should be used for daily necessities, most of which are empty, and some bottles and cans of towels are thrown on them.

Chen Tao was going to take a look at the jars. Crossing the single bed, he walked over to a wooden shelf with a small jar in his hand, and raised his hand to take one down.

The jar is made of iron and is supposed to be left over after eating some kind of can. The iron sheet was badly rusted and had no lid on it. Chen Tao shone a flashlight inside, but there was nothing.

Enduring the unpleasant smell, Chen Tao used a shovel to pick open the black and moldy bed in front of him. The cotton inside was moldy and rotten, the quilt and mattress were glued together, and gray-black tide insects were burrowing inside.

Several other people rummaged around the dormitory, and even the two iron furnaces were opened and examined, and there seemed to be no valuable finds. Chen Tao looked at Uncle Long, who looked at him and shook his head.

"Let's go, look at the other one."

Several people walked out of the iron gate of the dormitory one after another and came to the two half-hidden doors. The two doors seem to have been decoratively patterned, but they are no longer visible. Vines emerged from the crack in the door, and there seemed to be thicker branches inside.

Pushing the door in, Chen Tao was almost knocked down by a large table at his feet. When I looked up, there were desks, chairs and benches everywhere.

"This ...... It's a cafeteria, right? Chen Tao moved away from a wooden bench that stood in his way.

"The devil's cafeteria? Interesting. Haozi shone around with a flashlight and walked in front of Chen Tao.

"Hey, be careful!" Chen Tao shouted at him.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, take care of yourself, how many times have you mixed it, did you eat bean buns today?"

(Eating bean buns is a local saying in my hometown, which is used to say that a person bumps and knocks down three times or twice in a short period of time.) ）

Chen Tao pursed his lips, ignored him, and took a flashlight to the space in the cafeteria.

Judging from the size of this cafeteria, there were at least 100 Japanese people here. In the dormitory just now, the number of single beds in the two rows adds up to fifty, that is to say, the rooms in the back may also be dormitories.

There were also a few deformed iron lunch boxes thrown on the ground, which had been stepped on by someone, and there were crooked glass bottles in some places in the corners.

The walls of the bottle have turned black, and the inside is covered with black ash and dust. Chen Tao kicked it with his foot, and the bottle rolled to the side with a grunt, and a lot of dirty liquid flowed out of it.

"These little devils have a very moist life, and they still drink!" The mountain ghost looked at the bottles and said.

"Wine is a good thing, and there is no country in this world where people don't drink alcohol!" Uncle Long said. He is a lover of wine, and naturally has a special affection for wine.

"It's just that these grandsons eat people and don't do anything!" The mountain ghost spat at the mouthful.

None of them spoke. The list of all kinds of evil deeds committed by the Japanese army invading China in China is too numerous to mention, and these are all bloody facts. For these things, no Chinese with conscience and reason will forget.

Beyond the clutter of tables and chairs, there was a partition wall in front of which there were two separate private rooms with a small boxy wooden table and several broken bowls and plates thrown on the floor.

A large hole was cracked in the ground in the other small private room, and several thigh-thick vine branches came out of it.

Chen Tao tried to shine a flashlight into the depths of the crack, but it was pitch black inside, and it was impossible to see really. The roots of this vine seem to be very deep, and it is unknown where it has grown.

"These two small private rooms should be used by the officers and people with special status in the group at that time." Uncle Long looked around and said.

"I'm starting to wonder when this factory was built, how long did those Japanese stay here, what are they doing here? Judging from the furnishings of these houses alone, the time they spent here was not as simple as a year or two. Yan said seriously.

"We can only find it slowly, and so far, we have found nothing but those few blurred handwritings." Uncle Long said.

Out of the small private room, there was an isolated door frame in front of it, and there were two rotten nails left in the left and right corners of the door frame. There should have been a curtain or something on it, but it's gone now.

Behind the door frame is the kitchen, with a large tank for water against the wall, and two smaller ones on the side. The inside of the tank was empty, and several vines hung down from it and landed inside.

Chen Tao lifted the lid of a small jar, and a pungent smell of rot instantly came up.

"Nima! What the hell is this! ”