The sun is setting in the west, and the night is falling.

Within a mile radius of the Hawkins lab, except for a dozen or so searchlights that provided faint illumination, the rest of the place was dark.

The building's hard silhouette is eerie in the night, like a castle inhabited by demons and vampires in fairy tales.

As soon as Di An'an moved, his body rose perpendicular to the ground against the physical norms, and quickly rose into the night sky, twenty meters higher than the top floor of the building.

Completely out of the effective scope of monitoring.

He then levitated high in the air and moved horizontally to the roof of the building.

Scanned from God's perspective, the roof of the building is surrounded by a white cauldron lid-like satellite antenna, and there is a white "H" logo in the center of the round empty helipad... But no surveillance cameras were found.

Da –

After a slight sound of landing.

Dean landed in the middle of the tarmac, leaned down, got down on one knee, and supported the cold floor of the roof with his fingers.

God's perspective was like a sharp tentacle piercing through the solid ceiling, stretching downwards into the laboratory building.

……

Like a normal office building, it is divided into 13 floors from top to bottom, and the light of the incandescent lights on the top floors illuminates countless corridors, halls, and small labyrinth-like rooms, each of which is equipped with surveillance cameras and loudspeakers to broadcast announcements.

Dean quickly browsed most of the areas in sight, and then roughly categorized: monitoring room, entertainment area, laboratory, rest area, data room...

The structure and layout are identical to those of the thirteen-story building.

The camera continues to move.

At this time, several heavily armed security personnel in the monitoring room were staring intently at the hundreds of display screens in front of them, which were playing pictures of various areas inside and outside the building.

The recreation room was spacious, littered with toys such as balls, cushions, coloured plasticine, teddy bears, cars, etc., but no television.

And the laboratories are strange: some are as cramped and airtight as the police interrogation rooms, with only a pair of tables and chairs.

Some have rectangular instruments installed in hospitals that measure patients' heartbeats and brain waves.

Some have a chair connected to a wire and a circle of light bulbs of unknown purpose.

The strangest thing was that in the center of a laboratory stood a huge sphere covered with shiny metal blocks, and a row of wires were connected around the sphere, and God looked into it to find a liquid as clear and transparent as water.

"What is this metal sphere for? What experiments to do? ”

The more Dean looked, the more questions came to his mind, but there were no answers for the time being.

The break room was nothing special, and at eleven o'clock in the evening, hundreds of research and security personnel rested in the dormitories.

The reference room, on the other hand, is filled with rows of glass cabinets filled with materials and documents, as well as a few original personal computers that are as bulky as CRT televisions and equipped with keyboards.

"There are a lot of researchers and equipment, but what exactly are the objects they are studying?"

Dean tried to hide on the roof of the building, dozens of meters apart, using telekinesis to adjust the direction of the surveillance camera from a distance, and then secretly took out a few documents from the cabinet.

However, this almost airtight building is made of unknown materials, and the telekinesis of "Shadow" cannot penetrate the outer walls, and it cannot act on the things inside the building.

He had no choice but to give up.

Keep watching.

……

A few minutes later.

Dean discovers two slightly unique beings from the cookie-whacky security guards and researchers.

1 bedroom.

A man in a white shirt and tie, suit pants, and meticulously combed silver hair was squatting on the side of the bed and holding the hand of a petite boy, staring at his delicate little face and encouraging,

"11, concentrate, find energy, feel with your heart, and you will definitely succeed next time."

The man exuded an aura of long-held position, but at this moment, there was love in every wrinkle on his face and in his soft voice.

The boy didn't eat it, his little face tightened and he didn't speak, as if he was angry with him.

Dean focused further, observing the little boy.

No, she was supposed to be a little girl, eight or nine years old, with big eyes, a pointed chin, and clear eyebrows, but her hair was shorter than Dean's, and her hair was round and close to her scalp, so she looked a little boyish.

She wore a round-necked dress-style hospital gown, with a pure white background dotted with snowflake patterns and black polka dots, revealing two white and thin calves and arms.

"Alas, my daughter, why can't you appreciate your father's good intentions? I will never hurt you, and everything I do is to protect you. ”

The little girl stubbornly did not speak.

"Forget it, you're really uncomfortable today, then try again tomorrow, good night, 11."

The man gently touched the girl's tense face, turned around and left the bedroom, and as soon as the door closed, the girl suddenly shrank into the corner of the bed, clasped her knees with both hands, pouted timidly, and crystal tears welled up from her eyes, like a little kitten cub who was bullied and wronged and licked her wounds alone.

The thin and weak body is more and more lovable.

But soon the drowsiness welled up, and she slowly fell on her side on the bed, snorting and dying.

……

Call... Suck...

Dean, who was hiding on the roof of the building and peeking out, quietly withdrew from God's perspective, his sharp eyes flashing with surprise under the black hood, "Such a large and hidden laboratory, hundreds of staff, countless advanced equipment, just to study such an eight- or nine-year-old girl named 11?" ”

"Is she a supernatural being?"

The more Dean thought about it, the more certain he became.

Looking at the whole world, superpowers are relatively rare and rare, and the internal structure of the laboratory is arranged in such a way that it is a prison for imprisoning and studying superpowers.

"Poor fellow, locked up in a lab for research at such a young age."

"That white-haired old white man said it was good, but it wasn't a good thing at first glance."

At this time, Dean remembered the information he had peeked into at No. 59 Elm Street last night, and it was basically confirmed that the Sulian people had also been spying on the Hawkins lab and kept stealing information.

"I'm afraid the ultimate goal of the Su Lian people is also this little girl."

"Mom provokes Fake, so Lao Mei and Su Lian spies are fighting openly and secretly in an inconspicuous town like Hawkins."

"I was looking for a cat, why did I accidentally get involved in a great historical event."

Dean felt the system vibrate:

You have discovered the truth about Joshua's death - he is but an insignificant victim in the struggle between the two countries.

did something for Su Lian's spy, and was killed again.

You cut his obsession and progress 100 percent. You can submit a task at any time.

"I haven't handed over the $90,000 arrears to Joshua's family, and the progress is full, how much can the progress go up if I give the money?" Dean was pleasantly surprised, but now was not the time for distraction.

Attention returns to the present.

A few more key words quickly skimmed through his mind.

America, Sulian, espionage, laboratory, superpowers.

The team of Cletie, the telekinesis who had kidnapped him in Las Vegas, revealed that consistent with the previous world, after the space race, Lao Mei and Su Lian started a superpower competition, conducting research and experiments on special functions in private, in order to defeat each other in the intelligence war.

It is normal for Su Lian to send spies to obtain Lao Mei's superpowers and research information.

For this reason, the US Department of Defense also created the "Star Gate Jedi Project", in a vain attempt to defeat Su Lian by remotely channeling and detonating a nuclear bomb and assassinating the leader with telekinesis.

Over time, the project evolved into a three-part pattern based on dozens of companies and research institutes, focusing on the origin, evolution and mutation of superpowers, and extraterrestrial life.

"This Hawkins National Energy Laboratory is part of the Stargate Jedi Project?"

There is no doubt about that.

Dean recalls the words of FBI Bradley on Clayty's team that they were going to sell Dean to a company in Indiana.

"Are you selling me to Hawkins Labs?"

"No, there are only 11 research subjects in the lab, and it doesn't look like an institution that buys superpowers to conduct research. There are probably other agencies in Indiana. ”

But whether it's Lao Mei's research institute or Su Lian's spy, Dean is extremely disgusted - as a free superpower, he instinctively hates these organizations that try to enslave their own kind.

He's also lucky, his superpower is used as a spy to spy is seamless,

"Anyway, I've found their base camp, and they don't know about me as a third party at all."

"I'll just quietly observe both sides first, maybe I can seize an opportunity to trigger the event and get the most benefits."

"By the way, I learned about the peculiarities of the little girl '11'."

With a hint of excitement and excitement, Dean's body rose vertically into the night sky clouds and quickly disappeared.

(End of chapter)