Officer Zhang saw that everyone was standing fixedly, staring at each other with big eyes, obviously not understanding what he meant, so he continued to analyze us: "If you put aside those possibilities that violate common sense, this matter is not a difficult mystery to solve. If the prop company deliberately created two clone skeletons for some purpose, and deliberately processed them carefully, this phenomenon would have occurred, but considering the anomaly that the skeleton can move on its own, it is difficult to speculate, even if there is any possibility, it is not unusual. ”

After his explanation, I suddenly realized the crux of the problem, whether these skeletons are the same or not, in fact, it doesn't matter, as long as we can prove that the skeleton soldiers who attacked us have something to do with it, after all, our purpose is to find out the mastermind behind the scenes, and if we are entangled in these technical problems, wouldn't we be unhappy for ourselves?

Even though these skeletons and skeletons are not the same, there are so many details between them that it can already be proven that there is some kind of connection, so now we can completely bypass the problem of these skeletons and directly find out who is behind them.

I shared my thoughts with everyone, and they all thought it was true, so they prepared to leave the warehouse and search the office upstairs to see if they could get any clues.

But just as the group was about to step away, the wire, which had been looking around, shouted to stop everyone, and saw him keep stepping on the ground with his feet, making a thumping sound, and after stepping on it four or five times, he looked up at us and said, "It seems to be empty down here." ”

I lifted my foot and stepped on it a few times like he did, and it felt very strong and nothing special, so I asked him suspiciously, "Are you sure?

"Don't make a sound, I'll listen to it again and make sure. ”

Wire told us to be quiet, then took out a delicate little hammer from our jackets, lay on the ground and began to tap lightly on the ground, while pressing our ears to the ground and listening to the sound of the tapping.

A few of us stood still and didn't dare to move, and even our breathing was deliberately controlled, for fear of disturbing his judgment.

After knocking for a while, the wire got up, and this time said in a positive tone: "It is indeed empty underneath, there should be a basement." ”

"What the hell did you hear? Why can't I hear anything unusual about this voice?" To be honest, I do feel a little unconvinced of such a simple way of judging.

"Brother Wei, this is my housekeeping ability. You can't go wrong with a hundred trials. ”

It turned out that his unique skill was also specially practiced because of business needs. Most of the wealthy people would get some hidden compartments, dark rooms, or hidden safes at home to store some valuable items, and in order to find these locations as quickly as possible, he deliberately trained a pair of sonar-like ears, and he could accurately find these hidden places by only distinguishing the subtle differences in the sound of percussion.

After listening to his half-boastful introduction, I suddenly felt a little ashamed of myself, even theft requires so much professional technology, so I couldn't get along in the first place, it seems that it was completely my own problem.

Since then, I have more respect for the wire, and it seems that it is not easy to do anything. However, since Officer Zhang inquired, the eyes of Tie Si'er have become more unpredictable, and it is estimated that when he goes back, he will have a good chat with Tie Si'er.

Since there is a secret room underneath here, then we don't have to go upstairs to search, the secrets we are looking for must be concentrated in the secret room below, otherwise why would the other party have to work hard to repair such a thing?

The group then scattered to find the entrance to the chamber, which, based on the layout of the building, could only be opened on the ground. We all turned on our flashlights and began to search for the entrance to the chamber on the ground of the entire floor.

I held up my flashlight and carefully observed each floor tile in the warehouse, until I found the open space behind a row of shelves in the northeast corner, and suddenly found that there was something unusual about the tiles here, and I felt that the gaps around the four tiles were obviously not tight.

I picked up the short sword on the shelf next to me, and pried it along the gap, and the four tiles were slightly lifted up, and when I saw that there was a door, I quickly beckoned the others to come over, and several people worked together to pry up the tiles, and a square shaft appeared in front of us. It turns out that these four tiles are glued to an iron plate, and when the iron plate is covered on the top of the hole, there is no difference in appearance, and it is not easy to find it at a glance if you don't look for it carefully.

The shaft in front of me looks very professionally repaired, the walls of the shaft are plastered with cement, and there is a row of steel ladders embedded in the cement for climbing. The flashlight shines all the way to the bottom, and you can see that the shaft is not deep, only three or four meters deep, and there is a square opening on the side of the bottom wall, which should be the entrance to the secret room.

Seeing that there was still a light shining into the shaft from the secret room below, Officer Zhang and I glanced at each other, and couldn't help but wonder in our hearts, could there be someone down here?

Officer Zhang made a gesture to Mr. Wang, then loaded the gun and straddled behind him, and was the first to climb into the shaft. This gesture is supposed to be the sign language used by the military, and I don't understand what it means.

When he was approaching the entrance, he took a look at the chamber with an upside-down position, and after confirming that there was no abnormality, he continued to climb to the bottom, and as soon as he reached the ground, he took off the gun and held it in his hand, and after reaching out to us and making an OK gesture, he stood at the interface and began to be on guard.

Mr. Wang, who received the signal, climbed into the shaft second, and then I climbed down as well.

Drilling out of the shaft, you enter the secret chamber, which is a boxy concrete room, no different from a normal basement except that it has no windows.

In the room, there are many things covered with rainproof cloths, and there are iron doors on the left and right walls. I uncovered a few tarpaulins and looked at them, and underneath them were some household items, including canned food, compressed biscuits, dehydrated vegetables, etc., as well as a few generators.

Judging from the number of piles here, it is enough to supply hundreds of people for a month. What is a props company stocking up on? Is this going to war?

Officer Zhang pointed to the iron door on the left wall and motioned for us to take a look at the other rooms.

This iron door does not have a hidden lock, it is directly locked together with iron chains and steel bars embedded in the wall, I looked back at the iron door on the right wall, but that one has a hidden lock, why should the two doors be equipped with different locks?

When I saw the chained fingers on the door, I had a bad feeling in my heart, this posture didn't look like it was for burglar prevention, but more like it was to lock something inside. But what is it that has to be locked with such a thick chain?

I subconsciously pulled out the M1911 on my waist, in case there was a beast locked in this door, I had a way to deal with it.

This kind of padlock is pediatric for wire, and the lock pops open with a stab and twist of an iron bar.

Lightly removed the iron chain, slowly pushed the iron door open, the door was dark inside, only by the outside light, vaguely saw that there were some small glass jars at the door, and then there was nothing to see.

We turned on the flashlights and rushed in, and as the number of flashlights in the room increased, the scene in the room became clearer. This room is slightly smaller than the outer room, and there are many cylindrical glass jars neatly arranged in the room, and the jars are large enough to fit an adult.

I cautiously approached a jar and looked inside with the beam of a flashlight, and when I saw the contents clearly, I felt that my scalp was numb, and I took a few steps back, and my entire back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

I saw that these glass jars were full of mycelial cocoons, and each jar contained one, and a rough count showed that there were as many as twenty.

I looked at Mr. Wang and Da Fei, their eyes were full of extreme fear at the moment, and they seemed to recognize these things.

But the other three hadn't seen the power of this thing, so they didn't show anything, and they all looked inside curiously by sticking to the can.

Judging by the size of these mycelial cocoons, these cocoons may contain the corpse of a child, which means that there are a total of twenty children's remains.

The owner of this company is really a pervert, is it just to put so many children's corpses to be admired like specimens? I shudder a little when I think of this possibility, how dark is the psychology of people who can figure this thing out.

I quickly took out my mobile phone, took pictures of the situation here, and turned around to let Lao Niu take a good look at him, the dungeon specialties in his mouth have been mass-produced here, and I will see if he will tell me this impossible, that impossible.

After filming these, I pulled Officer Zhang over and whispered, "Hurry up, if all the things in here run out, the world will be in chaos." ”

Puzzled, he turned his head and looked at it a few more times, but he did as I wanted to go, ready to leave here.

But when we all turned around and were about to walk out the door, we were surprised to find a man standing there, staring at us.

By the light at the door, I recognized at a glance that this person was the Bai Yinqi we let go, it turned out that this kid had not changed his ways at all, and he had just voted for the old master as soon as we released him.

He may have just come in, and suddenly he saw a large group of people wearing masks and carrying guns, and after a second of froze, he suddenly pulled out a pistol from behind him, pulled the bolt, and shot at us.

Because our guns were in our hands, and when we saw him move, we raised our guns and shot at him, and both sides fired almost simultaneously.

We shot as we ducked around and dodged behind the door as we shot.

"Horn, horn, bang, click, click, bang" In an instant, the originally silent basement was filled with gunshots, and the sound of shooting, loading, falling bullet casings, and the sound of bullets hitting iron doors, walls, and glass were mixed together, so that I, who was in it, truly experienced the feeling of a battlefield.

Bai Yinqi closed the iron door and left only a gap, and he hid behind the wall and shot through the gap, so that it was almost impossible for us to hit him, and because he only had one gun, it was difficult to suppress us, so he could only reach out and shoot two shots every once in a while, but he didn't dare to aim at the probe, so he basically couldn't hit us.

I crouched behind a glass jar, withdrew the empty magazine from the gun, and reloaded it. Suddenly, I saw the white cocoon in the broken glass jar in front of me suddenly shake, this movement startled me, and I thought that I was blinded by the gunfire and saw it wrong, so I stared at it carefully for a while, and now I saw clearly that the white cocoon was indeed moving, and it was freezing more and more violently.

I turned my head and looked at the other jars, and the bullets in my hand fell off, and the white cocoons in the smashed glass jars were all moving, as if the contents were struggling to break out of the cocoon.

I yelled at Mr. Wang: "Mr. Wang, the dolls are coming out!"

Mr. Wang, who was shooting back, turned his head to look at the jars around him, and also found that the white cocoons were shaking violently. Seeing that something was about to happen, he quickly made a series of sign words to Officer Zhang, and then moved closer to Officer Zhang while shooting.

The two immediately formed a two-person combat team, with Officer Zhang in front and Mr. Wang behind him, and they quickly approached the gate while firing quickly to suppress each other.

Bai Yinqi has been suppressed by the firepower, and he didn't dare to lean out and shoot through the crack in the door, nor did he dare to look inside, so he didn't realize that Mr. Wang and Officer Zhang had walked to the door, and when the gunfire inside stopped, when he leaned in to observe, what he saw were two muzzles sticking out of the crack in the door.

"Horn, horn!"

After two gunshots, Bai Yinqi fell to the ground.

Seeing that the threat was cleared, I jumped up and beckoned everyone to leave, but it was too late, and there was a series of shattering glasses around me, followed by dense shards of glass flying in all directions, some of which hit my body and face.

After the debris flew, I raised my eyes to look at the situation over there, two white cocoons had been completely torn apart, a man and a woman came out of them, and two children with dark skin, although the entire cocoon clothes had been torn off by them, but there were still a lot of mycelium wrapped around their bodies.

As soon as the two little young children broke the glass jar, they rushed towards us, and the speed was much faster than Wang Jilin, so that people didn't have time to dodge at all.

The little boy pounced directly towards the nearest Zhang Yang, where had he ever seen this thing, the whole person was stunned, he didn't do any dodging at all, he was directly punched in the left shoulder by the little boy who jumped up, and his nearly two hundred pound body, like a gymnast, swirled in the air and smashed into a glass jar.

The other little girl lunged straight at me, and I raised my pistol with a reloaded magazine and fired several shots at her, only to make shallow dimples in her skin, slightly slowing down her impact.

She rushed so fast that it was like a catapult on an aircraft carrier, and seeing her approaching me at a rapid pace, a thought came to mind: "It's over!"