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The Director stood motionless in the elevator doorway, letting the beam of light sweep over his face, like an owl staring at its prey.

"Ahh She quickly ducked behind the Yaksha and whispered, "Why are all the people here crawling out of coffins?"

"Because it's nearly 100 meters underground, they're a bunch of people who buried themselves. The doctor patted the little girl on the shoulder and smiled.

The director frowned. That's right, they are indeed a group of people who buried themselves early, and he has been burying himself here for more than 40 years. 40 years, how many 40 years can a person have in his life? He thought that such a long time would be enough to bury everything.

The director couldn't help but sigh. "Well, I am indeed a dead person. Don't you want to spare even a man lying in a coffin?"

"Dead people don't experiment on animals. The spider said coldly.

"Animals?" the director was stunned for a moment, "do you mean those people down there, who can't tell that a guy who kills without blinking, can actually have pity for those emotionless animals." ”

"Animals are much simpler than some people. Moreover, I don't seem to have killed anyone in front of you, so why do you say that I don't blink an eye when I kill people?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you've already killed the monkey. "Besides, you're right, animals are really simple, because everything they do is to survive, and they can kill everything in order to survive." The reason why they are locked up here is simply because they are not as strong as humans. Finally, I'm sure you're not here to talk to me about wildlife protection regulations. ”

The spider tried to argue, but the doctor held her shoulder.

"I killed that monkey you were talking about, and besides, you know what I want. The doctor smiled.

"I know you're here for Seven, but I'm curious to know how you knew about Seven. There shouldn't be many people who know the number 7. ”

"Indeed, after all, you have been hiding him here for almost half a century. ”

"44 years to be exact, and I stayed here for 44 years to protect him. For 44 years, I've given up everything for him. ”

"44 years, you can spend 44 years for a baby boy who doesn't grow up, and you won't take a risk for your own daughter. The doctor said with a sneer.

The director's heart trembled violently.

"What did you say?"

He yelled.

"I said there was a guy who sold his daughter for his own escape expenses. ”

"You said Lisanna?" exclaimed the director, who asked anxiously, "You've seen Lisanna, haven't you?" is she still alive?"

"Alive?" the doctor sneered, "she's been dead for almost a century, and on the seventh day you sold him to that rich man, she died, from the brute's beatings. ”

The director was stunned.

"You know that brute doesn't like your daughter. The doctor continued, "He only wants your daughter because you robbed him of the woman who belonged to him, Lisanna's mother. So he bought Lishana back, just to get revenge, to get revenge on her mother for betraying him. He hung Lishana in her bedroom and whipped her for seven days, so that when she died, she didn't even have a single piece of fabric on her. ”

The director's hands were already shaking.

"Poor Lisanna didn't know until she died that you had betrayed her, and she cried that her father would be back soon, and that he would come back and get her out, and teach that nasty old fellow a lesson. She waited, but in the end, all she could hope for was death, because her father had already fled with the money he had received from selling his daughter. ”

The director was already dead.

"Do you want to know what that old guy ended up with your daughter's body?"

"Shut up!" the director yelled, his whole body convulsing uncontrollably.

The doctor laughed. "It turns out that you will feel guilty too. What did you get by selling your daughter and hiding here with a baby who couldn't speak for 40 years?"

"I, I..."

"You think you'll be able to unveil the Old Gods in your lifetime, but until now, you've only known the tip of the iceberg, because the genes of the Old Gods carried by No. 7 are only a small part. ”

The director's eyes immediately widened.

"At the beginning of the last century, shortly after you established Deep Diver, you received a mysterious package. The package is said to have come from a diver who was far away in India. Inside the package were 17 reagent bottles filled with an unknown liquid. At first, you didn't take those things to heart, but then, someone injected one of the liquids into a monkey, and unexpectedly, the monkey immediately changed unexpectedly. You immediately realized that these liquids were inextricably linked to what you were studying, and Lovecraft even guessed that they were the blood of the Old Gods. ”

"Who sent this blood, and how did he get it?" You panic at first, but after the panic, you immediately became interested in the seventeen blood bottles in front of you. ”

"The ancient gods, who only existed in imagination and hard-to-verify things a day ago, now came to them, and everyone was ecstatic. What incredible power do these amazing creatures, or gods, have?"

"In view of the results of previous experiments on monkeys, you immediately began experimenting with animals. Once, twice, the results of each experiment were unexpected and intriguing. In the end, you couldn't help but experiment on humans. You've stolen nearly 100 newborn babies and injected them with this incredible blood. Most of them died, of course, but in the end, 13 individuals survived. You then gave them names according to the number of the bottles, and that's where the number 7 came from. In other words, the genes in Number 7 are only one-seventeenth known, let alone the ones you don't know. ”

"How much do you know about this?"

"Actually, I probably know a little more than you do. ”

"No way! You're not from the Deep Diver Core at all! How did you know our secrets?"

"That's right, I've never been a Deep Diver. Because just as the Divers were growing, Lovecraft, the founder, suddenly lost his mind, interrupted all research, and even formed an organization called the Gatekeepers to hunt you down, and the Divers fell apart. ”

"However, there are still a lot of old guys in the Deep Divers who have escaped, like you and Martin. And I've had the pleasure of meeting a few of your colleagues. ”

"Have you found anyone else?"

"That's right, that includes the guy who experimented with monkeys. When the Deep Diver fell apart, he also escaped, and relied on the results of the experiments he brought with him to find new investors and establish a new experimental base in South America. ”

"Yuri?" the director smiled, "I didn't think that guy was still alive." ”

"No, he's dead, and now all his fruits are with me. ”

"You killed him?" exclaimed the director.

The doctor waved his hand. "Don't say it so badly, we just calculated with each other, he wanted what I had in my hand, and I wanted what he had, and in the end I won. ”

"What did you get?" asked the director eagerly.

The doctor frowned. "You're not satisfied, you know enough, and you're dying. ”

The director took a deep breath. "Well, maybe you are more savvy than we are, and more qualified to continue on this path. So, are you going to kill me now?"

"Of course not, I have to at least let you know who killed you. ”

"You, who are you?" asked the director cautiously.

The doctor didn't reply, and he slowly stepped out of the elevator, the afterglow of the flashlight illuminating his face.

The face of a resolute middle-aged man, but there is nothing too special, but the moment the director saw this face, the whole person was stunned. His pale face was filled with all kinds of expressions at the same time, surprise, joy, fear, and curiosity.

"Contented?" said the doctor coldly.

"You, you......" The director dressed violently, trying to say something.

The Doctor gently tossed a nut, which flipped and fell in the air, and the Doctor held out a finger and gracefully tapped it on the nut.

The lightning flickered, and the nut shot out, slamming into the distant wall with a thud, sinking deep into it.

There was a brief silence, and the next moment, the director fell to the ground weakly like a puppet.

His eyes were still wide open, but there was already a hole the size of a fingernail in his forehead, and there was something red and white mixed in the hole, which slowly flowed out, and he died.