Chapter 157: The Taste of Blood
Streamer glanced at several buildings around him, all of which numbered SW-001 to SW-009 were at the same height, and were all sixteen meters tall as measured by "Bobo".
The most conspicuous dark gray building has a ninety meter physique. It is numbered SW-011.
At this moment, the tip of the streamer's nose suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood.
"Where did it come from?"
Streamer's nerves immediately tensed, subconsciously wrinkled the corners of his eyes, his gaze followed the faint smell and swayed around, and Streamer's left hand pressed on his mechanical bow, ready to fight at any time.
Direction of SW-006. "It's that room!" The streamer locked onto the target from the complex at once.
The streamer looked at it, and there was no one around. Streamer did not hesitate, but walked to the door of SW-006 step by step, like the staff here. The streamer exhaled softly, standing in front of the door, the streamer's nose smelled a faint smell of rust and fish, what would be in it?
Streamer glanced solemnly at the gray-blue metal gate, very curious about the scene inside.
At this point, the security measures on the door were automatically activated, and as Hoy had encountered before, a white light scanned upwards from his neck.
But it's not a big problem, when I met Hoy on the ground just now, the "Bobo" covered under the streamer's eyelid has automatically stored Hoy's face. Bobo intercepted the white light projected by the facial recognition system onto the streamer's face, and at the same time transmitted Hoy's facial information back.
In less than a second, the metal door was already opening in front of the streamer's eyes. So far, so good. "This identity called Hoy is really useful."
Walking into SW-006, a strong smell of blood hits your face.
"The smell of a long time!" Streamer sighed softly, his face calm, and then pulled out an arrow with green tail feathers directly from the quiver behind his back, folded it to half the length, and hid it in his hand like a shuriken.
The streamer followed the smell of blood all the way, and there was no sound under his feet. After entering, Streamer subconsciously glanced at the structure in the building, which is a habit that Streamer has formed for many years. It's easy to slip away when you're in trouble.
The entire 16-meter-high building is divided into three floors, with a ceiling overhead that is far from the ground and a spacious corridor. There are several rooms on either side of the streamer, but they are all locked with metal doors.
Before he had taken a few steps, the streamer smelled the source of the smell of blood just now. Streamer cautiously walked to the door of the room and saw a walkie-talkie-like device embedded in the metal door.
The door is locked and a code is required to enter. Even for the members of the lab, there are places that are off-limits to them.
After thinking about it for a second, the streamer slammed into the gap in the device, forcibly pried open its shell, and the cables hidden inside the combination lock were exposed.
The streamer acted according to the instructions of the AI embedded in the "Bobo", although it was doing it step by step, but the streamer's movements were very neat, and he neatly cut one of the yellow cables.
At this point, the watch on the left wrist automatically transforms into a corresponding connector, which is connected to the broken cable. Bobo's AI is invading the password door through the interface formed by the watch, and there is a Trojan horse left by Bob, and the next thing the streamer needs is waiting time.
The circular progress bar in the streamer's eye is slowly jumping from 1% to 100%, a bit slowly! You don't need to worry about everything, just let go of your own AI.
Streamer casually glanced at the locked doors of the next few rooms, and then at the other passages.
The environment here is oppressive, it doesn't look like a laboratory, and the place used by scientists should be much cleaner and brighter than here. But from the mouth of the thick-armed man just now, I learned that this area is indeed the territory of the [laboratory], and if Yuzu is indeed sent to the headquarters, it should be near here.
The underground cage I saw on the black market that day, if the same facility was built in this underground city, it was probably the SW-011 that Streamer had just seen outside.
It's just that...... Behind this door, what will be? How can there be a smell of blood? Streamer frowned and waited patiently for the progress bar's journey.
βbinοΌβ Bobo suddenly came from a playful voice prompting. "The door has been unlocked, Mr. Streamer, welcome in."
"Oh!"
It's coming, Streamer concentrates all his attention, staring at the crack in the center of the door, which slowly slides open in front of Streamer's eyes. Streamer glanced at the view behind the gate, where there was nothing.
Walking in, looking left and right, the streamer suddenly found that there was a glass wall next to it, which separated it into a small house. There was the sound of intermittent running water, and the smell of blood was getting heavier and heavier, and the streamer's footsteps were heavy and he was approaching there step by step.
A coffin-like metal capsule, with a silver lid opened, discarded on the ground. A few drops of blood stained on the glass wall, a large pool of blood on the ground had dried up and turned black, Streamer swallowed his saliva, and his eyes slowly moved down.
The streamer suddenly felt that he had stepped on something, and subconsciously his left hand immediately rested on his mechanical bow, and he was about to pull it out. Institutions
Seeing the thing lying on the ground, the streamer's pupils suddenly shrank, and his legs and feet unconsciously took a small step back. Even if he has grown up in battle since he was a child and has adapted to the bloody streamer, his body can't help but tremble slightly at this moment.
Good...... Cruel!
The blood on the ground had congealed and stretched to the feet of the streamer. The walls here are inlaid with more than a dozen coffin-sized metal capsules, all enclosed in glass cabinets and preserved at low temperatures.
But several of the metal capsules had been removed from the glass case, and the streamer saw a corpse lying in each of them, and a number of letters and numbers on the arms, identical to the one written on the lid of the coffin.
These corpses ...... Are those disposed of test subjects?
But what made Streamer unbearable the most was that in front of Streamer's eyes, in a pool of blood under his feet lay pieces of human flesh that had been chopped to pieces, and the stumps were stained with blood.
One of the skulls that had fallen to the ground, its hair strewn in pools of blood, and its dull eyes were staring at him blankly, without a trace of life.
This is a girl's face, the face is terrified, and the streamer seems to see the scene of a cruel butcher chopping the girl's body one by one, and blood splatters.
"Is this the one who was disposed of?" Streamer froze there, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, to be honest, Streamer was shocked by the cruel scene here.
Tang Yu had told Tangtang before that the two of them had better prepare in advance. Tang Yu's forces often deal with bounty hunters, so they know the special hobbies of some people.
"What a bloody scene......" Streamer wrinkled the corners of his eyes, taking in all this in the room.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the streamer's ear. "Abuse? We don't do those boring things! A man in white overalls suddenly appeared from behind beside Streamer, his hands in his pockets, and his eyes calmly looked at the tragic situation in front of him.
This is just a projection.
The streamer was startled, and the nerves of the hand holding the arrow immediately tensed.
After seeing the streamer, Hoy was not surprised. Instead, he chose to quietly walk to the streamer's side and look at the stumps on the ground with the streamer. "But some people like it."
This shocking scene at the feet of the streamer is, of course, the handiwork of the bounty hunters, as members of the [Laboratory], the truth of the universe is the supreme creed in their lives.
Other than that, they are basically too lazy to pay attention to other things, such as torture and killing useless test subjects, and other low-level and ignorant tastes, which they may glance at when they pass by, but then choose to turn a blind eye.
Of course, if the research required it, their methods would only be more terrifying, and even the executioners would have found them terrifying.
A bunch of rational lunatics!
Streamer cautiously looked at the proud figure on his left, the man didn't seem surprised at all, his face was calm, and he stood tall and proud.
This man's various performances made the streamer immediately realize that he had already been discovered? Ha!
But instead of demolishing himself in front of the bounty hunter just now, he drove away the stupid big guy and what he wanted to do.
Having stolen his identity and infiltrated here, Hoy didn't seem surprised at all.
Hoy suddenly turned around, his bright eyes staring at the streamer through the clean lenses, and the man seemed to see through the purpose of the streamer's trip.
Hoy said, "Bounty hunters are powerful, do you know why? Political strength? Economic strength? It doesn't really matter because they have a meaning to exist.
Whether it is politicians, businessmen, or us, we all need such a tool to exist. You, you know? β
"Do you know what I'm here for?" The streamer looked at him curiously, folded the weapon in his hand, and then neatly retracted it into his bag.
"Bounty hunters have offended a lot of people, and you're not the first to want to do that. But you're good to be able to get here. Hoy's gaze was calm and soft, and there was no hostility in his eyes when he looked at the streamer, but a hint of appreciation.
"The defense system of this underground city is very strict, and ordinary people can't get here alive." When Hoy saw the streamer's folding mechanical bow, he paused and continued. "All entrances to the entire underground city are equipped with magnetic blast grenades, and the sensor system was designed by the Black Blade guy himself.
It's really nice that you've made it here. In the entire Pegasus system, I can't think of anyone other than the twenty people in the meeting, who can break through the Black Front's defense system. β
[Magnetic Explosion Grenade]: A powerful bomb attached to metal.