"Unknown Biology Research Division."

Draenor looked up and read the word Lycos engraved on the door, the first time he had heard of such a room in the Sanhedrin Hospital.

"This is Dr. Stroude's room, a separate research institute from the Guild Hospital, to be precise, that was originally used to study new species that appeared in the area around Certon, and now seems to have a much greater use." The regimental commander raised his head and pointed at the iron door with his chin.

One of the guards stepped forward, pulled out a string of intricate keys, inserted them into the doorway, twisted them for a week, and gently pushed them open.

"Get in." The regimental commander said to Draenor in a commanding tone.

"Yes." Holding the exorcist Rao by the shoulder, Draenor stepped into the mysterious room.

In the center of the room was a dim kerosene lamp, placed in the upper right corner of a work desk, which shrouded the clutter of documents and tools, as well as two heads lying on their stomachs.

Knock knock!

Mikhail struck the iron door with the hilt of his sword, and the cacophony immediately woke the two men, and they pushed their chairs away in a panic, dropped their wandering gaze at the door, and quickly straightened their waists and saluted.

"Captain!"

"How well are the inspection reports organized?"

"It's ...... It went well, it was done two o'clock ago! ”

"Hmph, I can see it......" Mikhail glanced at the saliva reflecting the light on the table, raised his saber and slammed it on the ground, "Dabai dares to be lazy under my nose, why don't you turn on the light quickly!" ”

"Hug ...... Sorry sir! ”

The dull knocking frightened the two knights so much that their heads almost shrank under their breastplates, and they quickly turned around and turned on all the kerosene lamps that hung on the walls.

Finally, as the room was completely illuminated, Draenor saw a metal door with a rudder mounted on the opposite wall, and on the right side were six loose sheets, each as thick as his own arm, even more exaggerated than the door of the vault!

"Open the door, we're going to see Dr. Eloth's work." The regimental commander ordered.

The two knights gathered at the door, and in cooperation they rotated the huge "rudder" one hundred and eighty degrees clockwise. With a loud clatter of gears, the door opened open, revealing the vast space it had covered.

The leader followed him into the corridor leading to the institute, flanked by a honeycomb separated by floor-to-ceiling windows, where specimens of various creatures were placed. From a rhinoceros with two heads to a hairless bat hanging on the wall, delicate threaded copper tubes support the animals' limbs, allowing them to stand or prey.

Draenor deliberately walked along the midline on the ground, keeping as much distance as possible from the strange creatures in the display cases. If he wasn't accompanied by the knights, he might have thought that he was visiting some "Exotic Beast Exhibition Hall", and if the female demon head of Balesping saw this, he would probably be in a state of flux.

"Dr. Elos was originally a professor of medicine at the University of Kerton, but he gave up his high-paying job to work as a pharmacist at the Knights' Guild Hospital, and this year is his fifteenth year of working here, and he has a lot of experience in pharmacy research." The regimental commander drew Lenlano's attention back and addressed him.

"Yes, I remember that Miliusha's attending physician was also Mr. Eloth, I don't know if you have any impressions." Draenor pretended to mention the boy's name casually, and perhaps Mikhail had noticed Miliusha's appearance as well.

"I don't know much about the specifics, but all the patients who receive them are usually treated by Dr. Elos himself, and he is also a veteran in this area."

It seems that the regiment commander has no impression of the child at all, he is really a ruthless "fierce horse...... Draenor couldn't wait for the answer he wanted, so he changed the subject and asked.

"Then why did he willingly go to the Guild Hospital and the Research Office to become a doctor?"

"It's simple." The head of the regiment suddenly stopped, turned his head and whispered, "Because he is a freak obsessed with studying biological limbs......"

Passing through the hallway to another door, the regimental leader leaned over the lattice door and window to observe the situation inside, and after seeing a certain Rao's response, he pushed the door open, glanced at Draenor and Lopud and motioned to continue following.

"What the hell ......"

Before he could take two steps inward, the regiment commander covered his nose and cursed in a low voice. Draenor felt the same way, the strong smell of chemicals in the room mingling with the stench of decay, tormenting his nerves like a skunk riding on his face.

It is a cylindrical room with a wooden spiral staircase connecting the upper and lower floors, tall bookcases between six diamond-shaped windows, and several workbenches filled with metal utensils.

"Doctor, can you please open the window to let in the air?" The head of the regiment raised his head and said to an old man in a wheelchair on the second floor.

The old man did not wear a white lab coat like the doctor remembered, but covered his black-and-white striped shirt with an apron cut from burlap, and held a slender scalpel in his right hand through a bulky metal gauntlet.

It seemed that he was the only one in the room before, which was a little different from what he imagined he would see in the research.

"That's enough...... the head of the regiment couldn't wait for Narao's reply, so he walked to the window, and reached out to open one of the windows.

"Don't, don't let the smell pollute the Certon ......"

A hoarse voice came from upstairs, and the old man put the scalpel in his breast pocket, and struggled to turn his wheelchair to the wooden handrail to look at the three people downstairs.

"There, the second workbench from the left, there's a mask in the top drawer, let's get some work on it." The old man raised his left hand and pointed downward, and slowly moved the wheelchair back to its original place, "It's almost done here, come up when you're ready." ”

"Drawer of the second workbench......" The head of the regiment covered his mouth and nose with one hand and rummaged through the drawer with the other, and finally found three leather masks, and after putting them on, he handed the remaining two to Langlano's hand

The mask looked similar to the one of the plague doctor, and had the same exaggerated structure as a bird's beak, but it was noticeably shorter, and replaced the beak-filled herbs with a metal filter containing something.

"No need, thank you......" When he handed the mask to Lopud, the other party gently pushed his hand back, "I'm used to the smell, it doesn't affect me at all." ”

Isn't it, it's really enviable...... Draenor hesitated for a moment, then put the extra mask back in the drawer and walked upstairs with the captain up the spiral staircase.

The space on the second floor was only a quarter of the size of the downstairs, and apart from the bookcases on either side, there were only two iron beds covered with white cloths, and Dr. Elos moved the wheelchair back to make room for the three of them, and threw the scalpel into the iron bucket that lay on the coal stove

"This is the newcomer you mentioned earlier?" Eros raised an eyebrow and looked at Draenor with those cloudy eyes.

"Chadwick. Draenau, the vanguard of the operation. The head of the regiment introduced to the other party.

"Younger than I thought...... How did you guess that the murderer in this case might not be human? ”

Experience, clues, and intuition...... Draenor had already replied to the other party inwardly, he didn't want to waste his time answering such meaningless questions, and reminded Mikhail with a serious but polite head.

"Commander, what you want me to see is ......"

"Doctor, let's see your results." The head of the regiment changed the subject, and reached out and pointed at the two iron beds.

"Ah, yes......" The old man moved his wheelchair into the aisle of the two beds, grabbed the white cloth with both hands at the same time, and pulled them aside.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but at the moment when the two white cloths were lifted, Draenor actually smelled a stronger stench through the mask.

Through the round mirror left on the mask, he could clearly see that lying on one of the beds was the body of the beast from before, and in addition to the corpse of a human with a different head.