Inside the office, Fingal poked his head out of the pile of documents and asked, "Anyway, don't take care of the things outside, don't take care of the things inside, will we just wait here?"

The clone Bunin, who blocked all the doors and turned out a pile of weapons piled up in the room from nowhere, stopped his movements and took a breath, he glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was reading quietly on the side, sighed and said, "Christina may not want to see me now, but Bunin, who is thinking about this, will definitely find Mr. Lu."

"So we're just waiting here?" Fingal stepped back, pulled his backpack over the side, pulled it out for a moment, and pulled out a roast turkey.

"Although there was a reason why the sudden attack from outside disrupted my position, it was really my mistake...... I'm sorry. The clone Bunin bowed his head and apologized.

"If you want me to say that it's better to go in and grab people with a gun, I'm very skilled in this." Fingal, who was carrying a chicken leg, put a greasy hand on the clone Bunin's shoulder, and he winked at him, "If you pay more, I'll tie that real Bunin for you." When the time comes, it doesn't matter if you want to replace him as the real thing, or if you want to take over his business. ”

Expressionlessly avoiding Fingal's oily right hand, the clone Bunin replied, "Mr. Frings doesn't need to test me, I have no interest in his life and don't want to take over his business."

He took a deep look at the entrance of the secret passage that was locked by himself from the outside, and said with a somewhat lonely expression: "It's better to destroy such evil things that only arouse people's greed."

"Your consciousness is so high, it's a little difficult for me to start." Fingal, who had spit out his bones, sat back in the pile of materials, and he picked up a book in the pile of materials, tore off the cover, and wiped his hands.

Then he raised his eyebrows slightly, took the document he had just torn up, and said, "It's really strange enough to see a German name in a list of Russians."

The date on this document is shortly after the war, and the German-style name is particularly prominent among a group of senior officials in the former Soviet Union. Although after the end of World War II, the two countries were ostensibly harmonious and tried to develop together to get rid of the negative impact of the war on both sides, but that was also on the surface.

Even if the culprit who started the war had committed suicide at that time, the grievances between the two countries were not so simple to resolve. In such a situation, it is somewhat strange that a German appeared at a high-level meeting in the former Soviet Union.

Bunin took it and looked at it: "This is probably a German scientist who was accepted after the war."

At that time, the Germans almost built the atomic bomb after the United States. In addition, there is a lot of unknown research on them, and it is not surprising that some of them have been rebelled.

"It's just that the information I've collected is all related to the scientific research cities on the snowfield, and he may be in charge of one of them. However, those research institutes are basically top secret, and with the long history, it is a bit troublesome to find out which one it is. Clone Bunin added.

"What's his name?" A voice interjected suddenly.

"Jung von Herzog, that's a German no matter how you look at it." Fingal replied casually and handed over the missing cover material in his hand, "It's a bit rare, junior brother, you're really a little too positive today......

Then he paused suddenly, and a strong golden light came from the side of the bush, as strong as the sun, and people did not dare to look at it directly. His eyes also lit up with a golden light, and Fingal endured the dazzling light of the sun and the inexplicable coercion of wanting people to lower their heads.

Lu Mingfei's eyes were as golden as a king, and looking at the name, his gaze was like looking at some pest or something disgusting.

……

Trolleys filled with medical or laboratory equipment staggered and were pushed forward on the reflective concrete floor, making an uncomfortable creaking noise. On both sides of the road, there are iron doors with red paint numbers written on them, and through the small windows above the iron gates, you can see the sleeping children inside.

The quality of their sleep that they can sleep peacefully under such noise is really enviable, but how can they not wake up when they are noisy, but it gives people a strange feeling. However, the nurses, who had become accustomed to it, ignored this somewhat strange scene, pushed the cart and went straight to the end of the corridor.

At the end of the cold and damp passage was a heavy iron door, on which a large Arabic numeral "0" was written in red paint, and the blood-like number made the nurses who were accustomed to this strange atmosphere of the corridor subconsciously lighten their movements, as if they were afraid of disturbing the existence of it.

In front of the iron gate, there was already an old man in a white coat, like a doctor's beating, and a white safe was placed next to him.

It was a bit unsure that he was an old man, because his strong stature and taller body than the average young soldier made the nurses always subconsciously ignore his real age.

Moreover, no one knows what his real age is, and he was like this when the oldest nurse was a young girl. And now that the nurse has become a fat aunt, he is still like this.

"Doctor, everything you want is here." The leading nurse whispered, not only the fear of the existence in the room, but also the respect for the old man in front of him. If the children she has been taught by her find out about this, they may be much less afraid of her.

"Thank you for your hard work." The old man, known as the Doctor, gently pulled the trailer in front of his eyes to inspect it, and although his white coat was tightly buttoned, he could see through the collar that he was wearing his military uniform inside.

After confirming that it was correct, he nodded to the nurses: "You guys go back first, and I'll leave it to me next, but don't forget to patrol ......"

But before he could finish his words, a strange singing voice came from the closed iron door behind him.

“eeny， meeny， miny， moe

catch a baby by the toe

if it squeals let it go，

eeny， meeny， miny， moe.”

The strange ballad slowly sounded in the hallway, and the gradual echo made the nurses uneasy. A sense of dread spread through the corridors, and to the nurses' horror, the lyrics sounded meaningless, but incomparably eerie, in English.

This discovery frightened them even more, because this was the Arctic Circle in the rear of the Soviet Union, and no one had ever used English in the facility, except for the books and academic papers in the library.

At this time, it had already been discovered that it seemed to be a nursery rhyme sung by British and American children while playing. The children gather together, use the incantation-like words to pick out the hide-and-seek, and then scatter and hide in laughter...... It's just that as far as they know, there is only one person in this room. So, who is he playing the game with?

A nurse subconsciously glanced at room 38 next to her, the room where the troublesome girl who used to live here was now empty, it wasn't that something happened to the girl in it, she just made a mistake and was confined. The nurses could still hear her crying loudly in the confinement cell, but no one cared about her.

"You guys go back first." The doctor, who had been silent for a while, said that he looked as usual, as if he hadn't heard the strange children's voices in the room.

The nurses of Amnesty said goodbye to the Doctor and left quickly, as if something unspeakable was chasing them behind them. Sooner the hallway will be empty. The lone doctor took out the key and opened the large thick lock on the iron door, pushed the door open, and entered the room with a cart and a safe.

The room was a little damp, and the pungent smell of disinfectant filled the room. A blinded boy lay on a steel bed in the middle, his sturdy straitjacket wrapped around him and fastened to the buckles beside the bed. The man who bound him seemed to have no regard for his age or size, and imprisoned him in such a small and dim place in the most brutal way.

The boy's black eyes stared blankly at the open iron door, and he hummed a strange ballad softly. The doctor, who was not too afraid, paused slightly when he saw the boy's reflective eyes in the darkness.

He knew very well that the boy who had been completely abolished would not pose any threat to him, but when he saw his own figure reflected in the boy's eyes, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable chill in his heart. The cold feeling was like when the nurses subconsciously avoided the room at the end of the corridor during their night patrols.

The boy was still humming, and his godless eyes were locked on the doctor standing in the doorway, as if to say that it would be your turn to be a ghost next.

After standing in the doorway for a moment, the doctor reached into the pocket of his jacket and fumbled for a moment, pulling out a pair of black wooden sticks. He struck softly, and the sound of the bang, which gradually overshadowed the boy's humming, rang out in the hallway.

Dozens of sleeping children opened their eyes at the sound of bangzi in the other tightly closed iron doors, golden light overflowing from their godless eyes, and the boys and girls stood up like this, stepping barefoot on the cold floor, waiting for the order to knock on the bangzi.

However, the doctor who knocked on the bang had no time to talk to them now, because the boy in front of him had stopped humming the strange song, and all the boy's movements had stopped, and his already godless eyes became even darker, and even his breathing was inaudible, as if he was completely dead.

After doing all this, the doctor locked the iron door behind him and pushed the cart to the bedside. There is a simple surgical equipment next to the bed, and this is the boy's room as well as an operating room.

Turning on the surgical light on the top, he took out the scissors from the cart and cut the restraint belt directly from the boy's hand, revealing the boy's thin arm full of pinholes.

The doctor took out a tape recorder and chronograph and set them aside at the same time: "The forty-third serum injection experiment begins, and the subject is Zero. ”

Then he opened the safe he had been carrying, and pulled out a syringe with the red liquid inside. Rubbing alcohol on the arm of the boy named Zero, the slender needle was inserted into Zero's thin, pale arm.

The red liquid was slowly pushed into Zero's veins, and the quiet boy moved like a dead boy, who opened his mouth to scream, but couldn't make any sound. His black eyes turned golden, and then began to flicker like ill-touched lights.

Looking at the boy's reaction, the doctor looked at the chronograph on the side and continued to record: "The fourth-generation modified serum has been injected, and thirty seconds after the serum is injected, the subject appears to be a golden child, but it is not stable as usual, and it is initially speculated to be a serum problem." ”

The changes in Zero's body continued, and he began to tremble violently, and the restraint clothes that bound his body were tightly tied, and there was a faint sound like a tearing cloth.

The doctor didn't care about the cloak that was about to break, he glanced at the small scales like snake scales that appeared on Zero's exposed outer arm, and continued to note, "Two minutes and fifty seconds, the subject appeared to be dragonized. ”

He glanced at the vital signs monitor on the side, and Zero's heartbeat was accelerating rapidly, reaching more than 300 beats per minute, far exceeding the human limit.

The golden light in Zero's eyes grew more and more abundant, and the tiny scales began to crawl from his neck to his face, matching his golden eyes, like a demon crawling out of hell...... Then, at some point, Zero's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and the golden light in his eyes quickly went out like a lightbulb that had lost power, and the scales that were about to cover his body quickly faded, returning to thin and pale skin.

“…… At 5 minutes and 24 seconds, the subject's heartbeat stopped, the dragonization phenomenon was completely resolved, and the 43rd serum injection experiment failed. The doctor looked at the record sheet and sighed deeply, not for the death of the boy, but for the failure of the serum experiment, which was far from meeting the requirements of investors.

He glanced at the blank boy and waited for a while, but there was no movement. Just as he was hesitating to notify the guards to come and deal with it, the vital signs monitor jumped. Although it was faint, the boy's heartbeat was gradually returning, and his godless eyes were slowly regaining their brightness.

"Such a powerful vitality, what a monster!" The doctor couldn't help but exclaim.

He put away all the experimental equipment, did some simple processing for the boy, changed into a set of restraint clothes, and left.

The iron door closed again, and the small room was once again hidden in darkness. I don't know how long it took, but the boy on the iron bed suddenly blinked. A heavy golden color gradually lit up in the room, and the boy's dark golden eyes slowly opened.

He scanned the room like a king, looked down at his body, which was tightly bound by his restraints, and sighed: "It's really a poor enough body, and I don't know how many times it will take to recover to the point where it can be used." ”

Then his eyes narrowed slightly, and his golden gaze looked to the side, as if he were looking through the walls of there to the lonely harbor in the vast snowfield outside. And farther away, on the ice-covered sea, the icebreaker that was slowly thinking about approaching this side.

"The taste of the rebels...... his eyes revealed indifference, and then he suddenly glanced to the side, "It's noisy!" ”

The corridor outside was very quiet, but farther away in the confinement room was a girl in a white dress cowering in a corner, and a burst of uncontrollable cries came from there.