"I've got you covered. Now you can come with me. ”

Bad Day asked with a smile.

"I want to think about ......"

Russell pondered what else he needed to do now.

If Mr. Inferior encounters danger, it is definitely not something that a second-level psionic person can help him.

If you go at this time, you will add to the chaos and make the hostages on the enemy's side happy. In this way, the inferior can not be beaten.

When Russell was playing games, watching anime, and watching movies, he especially hated this kind of pig teammate who couldn't do anything but cause chaos and be held hostage.

Now, at least he himself must not be like that.

But...... On his side, there are indeed things that only Russell can do.

- He had to go to Xiao Liuli and ask him about it.

Was she taken hostage, or was she a spy sent in the first place?

Of course.

It is said to be an inquiry, but in fact, it is just a confirmation.

Because Russell could roughly guess that Xiao Liuli must have some handle in their hands.

Russell still remembers that when Xiao Liuli left the room before, he said "I'm sorry" to himself several times. At least in Xiao Liuli's opinion, she will definitely die here, and she will most likely be disposed of or become uncensored...... From now on, there will be a real "social death", and there is no need to act with yourself anymore.

And considering the timing of her being detected as a "demon suspect" is such a coincidence.

The demon who attacked her must have been part of the security company—or at least definitely cooperated.

As long as you can find Xiao Ruri, you can learn the identity of that demon from her mouth!

That demon must be caught as soon as possible.

Otherwise, as long as the demon continues to repeat this step, attacking others and setting traps in this way, they will definitely become more and more dangerous.

After all, they have a fatal flaw...... That's that there are too few people.

There aren't many reports of demons on weekdays, but it's a natural occurrence. Demons will subconsciously hide their identities and wait for them to hatch...... However, if the demon deliberately attacks others to increase the report, then it will become more and more difficult to catch the person in the case of limited processing efficiency.

The scariest thing is if the gangs in the lower town find out about this and think it's a good way to get them in trouble......

Then a large number of demon suspected reports, there must be hidden real demons. At that time, once the demon hatches, hundreds or thousands of innocent people will suffer.

"I've got to go find Little Liuli...... If you're not sure, you can come with me. ”

Russell said seriously: "I want to ask her who is behind the scenes. ”

"It's okay, it's the same thing."

Bad Day got up and walked to the door, turned around and motioned for Russell to follow: "The Tower of Babel must know more than such a little singer......"

There is no compulsion, no command. Even the tone is like small talk between friends.

- If you don't count the action of him walking down the road and kicking a head that stands in the way.

“…… Where to? ”

Russell hesitated, but followed directly.

"The Tower of Babel."

Bad Day said this, reached out and pressed it on the doorknob, and said, "Open the door, deer head." ”

Then he pulled the door open.

Outside, however, the hallway of a nightclub is completely different from that of a nightclub – an unusually unfamiliar dark gray metal building.

Russell followed the bad day forward.

Although Russell was still in room K128 a second ago.

But as soon as he took this step, he felt a momentary confusion in gravity.

He immediately realized...... I've arrived in the lower town.

The surrounding environment is a silver-gray with a sense of science fiction and a mysterious atmosphere.

- It's like in a spaceship.

Although gravity is normal, Russell has such thoughts in his head inexplicably.

But soon, he realized why he had such thoughts......

It's not because of the silver-gray metallic color scheme, but because of the airtight passage door.

At the link between the room and the outside is a circular hatch that rotates and splits into three lobes. It looks like Russell's three-hooked jade writing wheel eyes that are connected together.

And in this room, except for a few lone metal pillars...... Almost nothing.

There are only "doors" of different sizes.

- Yes, dense doors.

The smallest is probably only allowed to pass through a single person, while the largest is more than 10 meters long. Enough to allow a combat mech or heavy tank to pass through.

Except that the door behind Russell is exactly the same as the Beehive nightclub...... Every other door had no color or decoration on it.

And when Bad Day closes the door, the door that was originally the same color and shape as the Beehive Nightclub quickly fades and turns gray without any decoration.

"I see......"

Russell watched the door close behind him, and was a little surprised: "That's how you came in." ”

Yesterday, Russell saw that Bad Day opened the door of his room as a matter of course, and he thought that "the first class cabin of this airship is a two-person room".

Otherwise, how did he get in so easily?

And after coming in, he sat opposite him so confidently, and took the freshly brewed tea in front of Russell and poured himself a full cup.

It was because the bad day's behavior was so natural that Russell began to wonder if there was something wrong with his common sense, and he didn't dare to ask out loud for a while.

"Yes."

The corners of Bad Day's mouth rose slightly: "You can even guess...... Is this inside the Tower of Babel? ”

- What do you mean?

As soon as Russell wanted to ask, he realized what the bad day meant.

If the Tower of Babel has the ability to open any door, it will lead to another door that is similar to it. Then this room is not so much the interior of the Tower of Babel as the "gatehouse" specially built to use this ability.

It's probably like a mailroom.

If someone breaks in along the open door, they won't be able to reach the inner layer at all. Because this heavy metal door, which looks very sci-fi and has a strong airtightness, is not spatially connected to the internal "headquarters".

As the bad day passed, the door began to spin and make a sneering sound.

This reminded the somewhat hungry Russell of a pressure cooker.

It made a heavy sound and slowly opened—and Russell realized that the door alone was nearly a meter thick.

It's not one-sided. Rather, there is a very complex, layer-by-layer mechanical structure inside.

It's definitely not just about adding airtightness......

Russell even saw an explosion-proof layer in it.

This is to prevent someone from breaking in?

"With this ability, you can get anywhere without a sound, right?"

Russell waited for the door to open completely, and couldn't help but ask, "And you can avoid most of the surveillance." ”

"So we're everywhere...... Also, don't say 'you'. ”

Bad Day looked back and emphatically said, "You have to say, 'We'." ”

“…… But I haven't even seen any other members of the team except you. ”

"It's alright, you're going to see our leader soon."

Bad Day said.

At this time, the door opened. He stepped forward, and Russell followed.

The footsteps of the two echoed through the extremely empty and dimly lit room, causing overlapping echoes.

And Russell clearly noticed...... The room was filled with a dense network of wires and tubes of varying thicknesses, as well as an antique smell of dust.

He couldn't even see what the walls of the room looked like, as the pipes and data cables had completely submerged them. The chaotic but bizarre logic of the cable management method reminds Russell of a "warehouse" or a "computer room...... In other words, the blood vessels and nerves inside the human body.

Russell's tail slowly cocked up and waged from side to side.

"Boss ......"

His voice rang out, but the echo that had become loud from the emptiness startled him.

So Russell hurriedly lowered his voice and asked in a low voice, "Is the leader working in this kind of place?" ”

"'—Yes.' ”

A number of overlapping mechanical synthesized sounds echoed through the space.

Because of the echo, there is a sense of sacredness.

And then Russell actually realized that there was actually a light source in this room - but he hadn't seen it before.

Three beams of light in different directions converge together.

It was a mutilated figure hanging high above the wall, head down.

Her eyes were closed, her head was lowered, and she looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.

Her black hair, which is as smooth as a waterfall, is a cute and immature type, like a delicate and lifeless doll.

But on her head, there was a pair of silver metal antlers. It's like wrapping a thick layer of tin foil around the antlers – doe are known to usually have no antlers.

Under the three light sources, the antlers "wrapped in tin foil" are reflecting a brilliant light mixed with subtle rainbow colors in all directions.

Russell first caught his attention for a moment by the delicate countenance, and then noticed her unusually mutilated body.

That's not the level to which "disabled" can be described.

She wasn't wearing any clothes on her because it wasn't necessary. The left side of the body barely retains the collarbone, while the right side is replaced by a machine all the way down to the jaw and a small cheek.

Not even a heart, let alone an organ. The only part of the body that exists is the head...... Except for the hemiclavicle.

In its place, there is a metal body that is entirely mechanical.

There is no skin on the surface, only a mechanical structure that runs infinitely like a clock. Through the slightly raised arc of her chest, it seems that she is a young girl.

In this day and age, even a full-body prosthesis can be easily achieved. The level of simulation is exactly the same as that of humans, and it can be done even better.

However......

The machine beneath the child was like a monster.

There is no resemblance to humans.

If you are in a trance, you will faintly see a "butterfly" composed of many mechanical pipes on the wall. But the butterfly's wings were still "glued" to the wall, because they were the pipes that were fixed to the wall.

Yes...... Even metallic-colored prostheses and human parts that are purely mechanically constructed are only from the waist up. In addition to this, she naturally does not have arms.

Like a crucified victim - but she couldn't even nail it. Because even limbs don't exist.

"The statue of the deer's head, I brought it."

Bad Sun raised his head, stroked his chest with his right hand, and said in a deep voice.

The stunned Russell subconsciously looked back.

I only saw his always smiling face, which became so solemn for the first time.

- Deer head.

Hearing this codename, Russell turned his head.

Deer head on top of the fireplace......

…… Or a shipwrow made of a deer's head?

This unknown code name seems so apt at the moment...... And cruel.