Chapter 1295 1267. The action begins
"Use pills that look like the pills of the Good Golden Cup Church to spread the plague, cover up the traces, and then gain influence through the chaotic situation?"
Mentos said speculating.
Lan En was noncommittal about this, but he basically agreed with it.
The smell in these pills is so subtle that even the extraordinary senses of a demon hunter can only smell the unusual smell inside after the pills are broken.
The hunters of Yanan can sense through the smell that the blood in Lan En's body is very single and there is no external injection.
But their sensitivity is limited to blood, and the rest is not outstanding.
The messy rooms brought a lot of trouble to the search. Lan En spent several hours rummaging through several houses in the alley.
Sure enough, I found several small triangles of oil paper with abnormal small pills inside.
He collected and sampled them in turn, and only turned around and left after confirming that there was nothing more to be found in this place.
In the deep and forbidding night of Yanan, I returned to the house that Mark had moved to, and used [meditation] to quickly replenish my mental consumption for today.
Then early the next morning, he returned to the research hall with the same attitude as yesterday to complete his work as a hunter.
Others in the research hall didn't notice any difference in Lan En at all.
But on the street outside Yanan, when there was no one around in the early morning, Lan En had already seen a large group of people leaving.
Even if those people stood far away, they could still smell the smell of blood, and they made no sound during the whole process.
Even their horses made no movement, as if everything was going on in silence.
These should be the people who participated in that big hunt.
Lan En just glanced at it from a distance as he passed by, but he didn't see Simon's figure.
But this is normal. Simon's main investigation direction is here, but he has that magical [blue elixir] in his hand to avoid being discovered.
In fact, Lan En felt that he needed this thing for his subsequent actions, but considering that the special items in Yanan were basically produced by the Healing Church, or were related to the Healing Church.
And the Healing Church is such a piece of shit, so even if Lan En is a demon hunter, he would not dare to pour this thing into his mouth like Simon.
His body is very 'pure'.
When Lan En stepped on the wooden floor and returned to his workplace after a night, he happened to see Adeline walking Maria down the spiral staircase and heading outside.
After seeing the witcher come in, Maria nodded calmly to him.
"Ah, Lan En, are you here?" Adeline, who was following Maria, greeted him with a smile first, "Maria is going to participate in a hunting, and I was worried about the research hall just now. What should the hunter do?"
"Really?" Lan En raised his eyebrows and looked at Maria, "The church has summoned so many hunters this time, and they even want to take out the ones in the research hall?"
Maria said calmly: "This has been agreed a long time ago, and I have made preparations for it."
While adjusting her windbreaker and one-shoulder cloak, she turned to give instructions to Adeline.
"If everything goes well, we may spend more time on the road than hunting. We will be back in two days at the latest. Nothing will happen in this time, right?"
Although Maria did not turn her head during the second half of the sentence, Lan En still waved his hand.
Mentos had completed the map entry yesterday, and the two of them had planned a course of action together.
Even when Lan En spent a few hours [meditating] yesterday, he used his own computing power to analyze the ascending and descending spiral staircase in the research hall.
Lan En doesn't have much knowledge about architecture, but he walked around the research hall yesterday, and his understanding of this building alone was enough.
Therefore, according to Mentos' analysis, the lift switch of the huge column on which this spiral staircase is attached is probably at the top of the column.
Lan En couldn't understand the architectural concepts of the Yannan people, he just felt shocked.
But another person said that since he had realized the urgency of time and was about to take action today, he no longer needed to be too cautious.
With his mobility, he didn't actually need to use stairs to climb the floors in the research hall.
The witcher kept walking and stood directly in front of the door of a locked room on the third floor.
Maria had just told him yesterday that there were only a few requirements for working in the research hall, but today, he was ready to ignore them completely.
There are very few clergy on the third floor.
Lan En reached out and pushed the door. The thick wooden door was inlaid with frosted glass and remained motionless.
The demon hunter's movements did not pause at all.
He reached out from the armor's armor belt and pulled out his dagger with his backhand.
The blade of [Demon Wolf's Fang] flashes with a pale blue dim reflection.
The blade of the knife penetrated the door crack slightly higher than the door lock position, and then swiped downwards. With almost no obstruction or movement, the dagger had cut off the door lock structure.
Lan En pushed open the door and walked in.
Everything went smoothly and smoothly.
After entering, the dim kerosene lamp was still providing illumination, and the strange smell of medicine and the blood of patients with gray blood became stronger in the air.
Unsurprisingly, this is a laboratory.
It contains a lot of equipment used by the clergy of the Healing Church for research, including microscopes and various organ samples soaked in formalin.
The medical research equipment here and the technical level of optical science have basically reached the level of Lan En's home world in the 18th century.
Completely beyond the Victorian look of the city at this time.
Not only that, Yanan's equipment must also have certain attainments in mysticism.
And surprisingly.
The first time Lan En entered the door, he frowned.
Because he didn't expect that the laboratory on the third floor of the research hall would be so bloody.
Except for a few protected places, blood spilled out from the experimental subjects without restraint.
There is no doubt that the experimental subjects are those patients with gray blood wearing hospital gowns and having coarse sacks on their heads.
They were tied to iron hospital beds, while more patients were piled on the ground haphazardly like used garbage.
Their flesh and blood were mixed with each other, and their weak limbs were twisted into various weird angles in the pile.