Chapter 742

As soon as Xia Na was ready to put back her notebook, she sensed the signal from Ling Mo, and the action on her hand suddenly paused.

She gave a gentle sigh, then glanced around, and with her backhand, stuffed the book into the backpack behind her, saying, "who wants to be your bookshelf..."

"Hey! Don't take it away so naturally!" Ling Mo was surprised at first, and then came back to his senses. This notebook was placed in such a dark place, and I think it is also not valued by people. It may be that even the researcher himself forgot. Even if you take this kind of thing, no one will find it in a short time.

Ling Merton smiled slightly. He was really not as professional as Xia Na in this regard

After taking the notebook, Xia Na turned her eyes to the table again, and then walked decisively to open the drawer and quickly looked for it.

Ling Mo was completely shocked. This little girl knows how to draw inferences from one instance... It's really gratifying

Unfortunately, there is nothing valuable in the drawer except some sundries.

After Xia Na recovers everything in disappointment, she finds Ye Lian staring at her curiously.

"Sister Ye Lianjie?"

"What are you doing in...?" Ye Lian asked suspiciously.

Xia Na thought for a while, but didn't answer. Instead, she suddenly cocked her mouth.

Her eyes swept back and forth on Ye Lian, and then stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick her lips.

This expression obviously made Ye Lian feel at a loss. She subconsciously looked back at her back, but she didn't expect a dark shadow to suddenly jump at her from the front.

Xia Na rushed to her when she wasn't paying attention, and then raised her right hand. Directly pressed on Ye Lian's towering peak.

This press was really elastic, and the mountain shook immediately.

Ye Lian looked back in surprise. Staring blankly at Xia Na close at hand, and then looking down at Xia Na's palm in the wrong position.

Ling Mo was also stunned, but he was not because of Xia Na's behavior, but because of the visual impact

"This is a gift for voyeurs." Xia Na smiled cunningly and said.

"Deep in my heart... But wait, who is a voyeur!" Lingmo angrily said.

Seeing Ye Lian's actions were careful enough, Ling Mo was relieved, and his perspective changed. Back to the corpse doll in the experimental group.

The corpse puppet standing in place was like a horror version of the robot that suddenly lost power, with a pair of blood red eyes staring blankly at the front, keeping the posture of raising his hands motionless. The master ball was spinning rapidly in his palm, full of a semicircular top. When Ling Mo shifted his angle of view, he also relaxed his control over it. As a result, he had a good time himself.

When Ling Mo's attention was focused on the corpse doll again, his eyes that had been open suddenly blinked. The stiff body also began to move.

"Ka Ka..."

With the crisp sound of bones, the head of the corpse puppet slowly lifted up and looked at the ceiling.

The mutual confirmation of the two notes made Ling Mo have a vague guess about the identity of the researcher

The stairs leading to the sixth floor were dark, but the iron sheet wrapped around the edge of the steps reflected extremely weak light.

"Think about it. Where could it be lost?" A burst of conversation slowly approached the stairs, and one of them was asking.

"I don't know. I locked the door with it when I came out. This is unlucky..." the other person replied in a depressed tone.

However, when they passed the stairway, the man who had previously asked stopped and looked up suspiciously.

The other man took another two steps forward. Seeing that the fellow Walker didn't follow up, he immediately turned impatiently and asked, "what's the matter?"

The man stared at the dark corridor for a few times. Then he shook his head, "it's OK. Maybe I'm in a bad mood today."

Another person also looked up at the stairs, and then frowned, "you smoke too much! I've lost my key, so don't mess with the Deputy..."

"Is the deputy team here today?"

"Who knows... I dare not go without..."

As the conversation between the two people faded away, at the corner of the stairs on the sixth floor, two red lights suddenly lit up

"Creak..."

The iron sheet stepped under his feet and made a slight sound. In the dark, a twisted figure was slowly approaching the sixth floor of the experimental group.

Unlike other five storey buildings, there is no corridor here. On the contrary, there is a false security door at the entrance of the stairs. A gap is slightly open. Looking from the outside to the inside, it seems that there is no light inside.

"Zhi..."

A hand with extremely long fingernails and deformed fingers held the door handle and slowly pulled it out. A strange smell immediately wafted out of it, but it was different from those in the laboratory. In addition to the smell of disinfectant, it is also full of the strange smell of rotten meat.

As the figure flashed into the room, the door slowly recovered again... After a pause for a second, the door suddenly closed inward and closed completely with a click.

Ling Mo silently locked the door, and his red eyes swept around.

It is obviously very different from those floors below. All the windows in the corridor are nailed with boards, and the whole floor has become a closed space.

No wonder there is no light. If ordinary people come in, their eyes will be black.

At a glance, Ling Mo was surprised to find that many doors were impressively open, which was in sharp contrast to the tightness downstairs.

"Pa Ji!"

He looked at the corridor and threw the master ball out.

The master ball bounced on the ground, and then directly stuck to the ceiling, and climbed towards one side of the corridor. After observing for a while, Ling Mo also walked slowly along the other end of the corridor.

The building structure here is also different from that downstairs. Many rooms have front and rear windows. Through the fuzzy glass, Ling Mo can even vaguely see those rooms in the back row.

He quickly passed a door and looked inward along the open door. There were all kinds of messy papers on the ground and some books piled on the wall. The only decoration in the house is a file cabinet, which is open at this time. A few documents are scattered in it, and most of them fall to the ground.

The corpse puppet winked and picked up a piece of paper that had fallen by the door.

"What x what Textbook... Biological?" Ling Mo was confused and gently put it back. He didn't expect to find the experimental report so soon, but the mess here was quite unexpected.

The whole floor sounds very quiet. With the door so casually open, it looks like the ruins of buildings everywhere.

However, Ling Mo vaguely felt something wrong when he stood up.

The action of the corpse puppet seems a little... Tired?

What's going on? He only entered this floor for less than five minutes

Not only the corpse puppet, Ling Mo soon found that there was something wrong with the information fed back from the master ball.

He used to be able to make up for the environment with the induction results of the master ball, but now he can only imagine an abstract painting!

"Tentacles!"

Ling Mo quickly split his tentacles from the master ball, but when the tentacles protruded out of the body, they were not much better than the master ball itself!

"No, what interference factors are there..."

Ling Mo looked around warily, but there was still silence around.

"Although it is restricted, has it not been found? But this building doesn't look like someone..."

Various abilities are suppressed, which is not good news for Ling mo. But after all, only corpse puppets enter here, and after 101's death, his best chance is tonight

In addition, other experimental records of the neurotic researcher are probably placed here, so ling Mo just hesitated a little and continued to walk in.

There is nothing to be afraid of with the skin bag of a zombie

I think so, but Ling Mo's action is much more careful than before. His tentacles were greatly affected, so the manipulation of the corpse puppet was also slow. This sense of disharmony makes Ling Mo extremely uncomfortable, and once he accepts this feeling, Ling Mo always has a feeling of powerlessness.

However, Ling Mo didn't find that when he walked into the deep corridor, a hand suddenly appeared at the door where he stood before and silently grabbed the door frame.

And the paper he put back on the ground was also picked up by one hand

PS: it's a little Carvin, and it's slow to write. I'm sorry to be late.