The main body of the laboratory is located underground, and the building on the ground is actually just a disguise, and McKinley and the young man with no name and only a code name called Shadow Raid pass through a special passageway, and soon take a special elevator to go deep underground.

The underground laboratory was even larger than the small base on the ground, and McKinley had argued that the laboratory set up for the study of barren organisms had all the most advanced facilities that could be obtained or manufactured by the organization, and that the space of the Nuo University was divided into different areas of the Nuogan according to the different functions.

McKinley was familiar with the place, and he quickly figured out where Shadow Raid was going to take him.

"That guy is in the infirmary right now?"

He asked, frowning.

Shadow Attack didn't look back, but responded in a low voice: "Yes, the situation is a bit bad, we have to resort to medical means to prevent his physical condition from continuing to deteriorate, although it is a bit inexplicable, but it is the truth!" ”

Finding that things seemed worse than he had imagined, and thinking about the extent to which his plans would be affected if this alien really hung up, McKinley's mood inevitably worsened.

"Did anything happen before he became like this?" He asked in a deep voice: "He can't be like this for no reason, there is always a reason!" ”

"According to the reports of the people monitoring him, he injected himself with some kind of object before he sent some kind of message to the mother worm, and the staff is currently analyzing the remnants of that object, but the results are not yet available!"

Shadow's answer made McKinley's eyelids jump.

Injected with some kind of object?

Then McKinley thought of a possibility. I thought of a certain immature technology that the other party had strongly recommended to me.

"Damn, that guy wouldn't really do that, would he?"

So he quickened his pace.

The infirmary soon arrived, and two heavily armed Shadow Raider reinforcement soldiers stood motionless at the door. Even when they saw McKinley and their boss coming, they didn't say anything, they just opened the door.

McKinley ignored them, he had long been accustomed to the style of the shadow raiders, and he strode past the shadow raid and was about to enter the infirmary.

At this moment, Shadow Attack suddenly stopped him.

"Chairman. Please wait! ”

McKinley looked back at Shadow Attack for some reason, but was surprised to find that the other party didn't know when there was a small spray can in his hand.

McKinley's eyes widened. Because he recognized the spray can as a powerful anesthetic made by the organization, a non-lethal and non-side-effects anesthetic usually equipped with the organization's special forces, and this gadget is useful in certain special missions.

It's just that he doesn't understand. Why did Shadow Strike point the nozzle of the spray can at himself?

What's more. Before he turned around, the other party had already pressed the switch of the spray can, and he could smell a faint fragrance, the chrysanthemum-like fragrance that was characteristic of the powerful anesthetic.

"You ......"

He was shocked and angry and wanted to say something, but just as he could say a word about you, his body had already collapsed limply.

He lost consciousness.

The shadow attack watched the other party fall indifferently, and the two soldiers of the shadow attack unit guarding the door of the medical room did not react in particular, they just took a step forward. One of them stretched out a hand and hugged the prefectural commissioner, who had passed unconscious. Avoid falling directly to the ground.

"Bring him in!"

Shadow Attack, who had put away the spray can, said coldly, and the two soldiers answered, and carried the unconscious McKinley into the infirmary, and Shadow Attack followed, and closed the door casually-

The sharp tip of the needle pierced into the flesh, and with the injection of some kind of drug, McKinley woke up.

After a short trance, the chairman quickly remembered what had happened before, and he was angry when he saw that he was throwing a disposable syringe into the trash can beside him.

But he soon found himself unable to move - he noticed that his body was fixed to some kind of restraint medical table.

To his horror, he recognized what it was for, for it was the one he had ordered to make and had used—on someone else, of course.

However, although he was angry and frightened, the chairman did not lose his cool.

"What do you want to do?" He asked the man beside him in a deep voice, "Shadow Attack, do you know what you're doing?" ”

Shadow Strike smiled.

Sneer.

"Of course I know what I'm doing, Chairman, and from your point of view, this is a rebellion!"

"As for what I want to do, you'll soon know, and of course, as you might have guessed, you're the mastermind of the Estlea project, and the only real beneficiary of the Estellaya project!" Even this medical workbench under you is made for this purpose! ”

He shrugged: "I'm glad it was you and not me who were used this workbench first!" ”

McKinley's face changed, if he could still force his composure before, then after the shadow attack said this, the look of horror on his face could no longer be hidden.

At that moment, another voice rang out in the infirmary.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, hurry up and inject him with the medicine he needs, we're short on time!"

McKinley then noticed that on the other side of him, an alien in a strange mask was busy at the operating table.

"Barrian!"

At the sight of this alien, McKinley's eyes almost burst into flames.

He understood everything in an instant.

Shadow Raid shouldn't have known the role of the medical bench, nor could it have known the true purpose of the Estélea project.

It's Barrian's doing.

"No matter what this alien says to you, he's lying to you, Shadow Attack!"

McKinley yelled at Shadowstrike, "Don't trust him! He's a madman! How can you work with such a madman? Put me down and kill this alien! ”

Shadow Strike laughed again as he picked up another disposable syringe, the contents of which contained some kind of blue liquid that made McKinley's face even more ugly.

"No, you can't do that, Shadow Attack!"

"Of course I can do that!" Shadow Raid didn't hesitate because of McKinley's words, he simply stabbed the syringe into the other party's arm: "Your body, just leave it to me to receive, Chairman!" I'm going to make good use of this body! ”

(Thank you for the 10 rewards of the arrogant white wolf I and the endless breeze!) By the way, tomorrow will stop for a day, there is something to go out, there is no way to code words. (To be continued.) )