Chapter 2301

The woman doctor pulled off her rubber gloves and stood up slowly.

The white blood stains on the gloves did not match at all. They were like stubborn latex, connecting the viscera of the corpse, pulling out long filaments and floating in the air with the wind.

Su Ming took a puff of smoke:

"results?"

"It's not much different from the physiological structure of human beings, but their physical fitness is almost ten times that of human beings, which can be seen from the density of muscle fibers."

Dr. quezel rubbed her head with headache. She felt that after she came to earth 0, she didn't seem to be saying that she was "recuperating and having a good baby". Instead, she was dragged around by the death knell and was working for him.

Bobo touched his chin and puffed with the death knell: "so they are more advanced creatures than humans?"

"No, they don't seem to be very intelligent, they're slow to react, and they don't even show any emotion when facing danger before." "As like as two peas," she said, "when I walk to wash my hands, she thinks for a moment." I think they may be some kind of bionic person. All the viscera are all too standard, which is exactly the same as what I see in the textbook... "

" I understand, wait a minute. " Su Ming went out with a weapon. More than ten seconds later, he hanged and dragged a dozen bodies of faceless men back and threw them on the floor: "your guess should be right. All of them have the same height and weight, and the memory is as brand-new as being rebooted."

as like as two peas, the doctor's anatomy process is very simple. She opened every chest and looked at it. After a few minutes, she stood up:

, yes, the size and shape of the viscera are the same. I'm afraid the weight is also like a batch of parts produced on the production line.

She gave the autopsy report, if one or two of the same species are the same, it can be said that it is a coincidence, but the death knell went out and randomly selected a dozen samples, all of which were the same, that was another matter.

In addition to standardized design for mass production, it could be magic or something more advanced. She didn't know about those, and the answer she could give was the bionic man produced by assembly line.

Bobo also smoked a cigarette and inserted a sentence: "just now the death knell has tried it out. It doesn't even know the outlaws of the marsh, which shows that they are very likely to be outsiders."

"I thought you were joking." The doctor took a look at the death knell. He was feeding the monster, known as the symbiont, with pale viscera and flesh.

"I don't joke when I'm doing business. There's always a reason for me to do things... These weirdos are a bit like clones. The DNA of men is the same, and that of women is all the same." Su Ming flicked the ash and stood up: "I didn't try those faceless children, but logically speaking, it should also be classified by gender."

"Whew, that sounds like a problem?" Bobo took a look at the death knell.

"No, as long as it can be killed, the quantity is not a problem for me." Su Ming laughed and patted the orangutan on the shoulder to let him relax: "I'm just thinking about who launched the clone attack. Do you think the laughing bat is suspected?"

Bobo took a look at the Faceless Man's rudimentary irrelevant and shook his head.

"I don't think so. If it's that person's work, there should be a big smile. This one? This is too simple. "

We'll kill the dead. We'll kill them. We'll kill them.

Then he went to the door and opened the creaking door: "come on, let's go to the castle and ask some acquaintances what's going on."

"Oh, praise the great master of dreams, who sent you here at the most critical moment."

In the dark basement of the castle, Lucian, the faithful steward of the sleeping devil, holds the knell's thigh and wipes his nose on it desperately.

He looks exhausted and black around his eyes. Can people in his dreams lose sleep? Su Ming didn't know. He only knew that such a middle-aged bald man who didn't know how old he was was was crying with himself, which was a little disgusting.

"You miss me? Or do you want this? "

With that, he took out a gas mask shape from his pocket, which was the keepsake of sleeping devil, and the mask with sand flowing in his eyes.

The housekeeper jumped up with amazing agility. He hugged the mask like a dog pouncing on food. He hid behind him as if he was afraid of being taken away by the knell again. He said in a sad look:

"the last time you said to borrow, but I didn't expect that if you borrowed it for so long, I couldn't protect the master's country without it. The world is hanging on the edge of the cliff now."

"I'm usually busy, and I almost forgot about the sleeping mask." The death knell dealt with it insincerely, looked around, and finally landed on a black coffin in the middle of a basement: "now can you tell me what those shameless people are? It's like they're going to take over completely for a dream. "

"Yes, yes, I know, no, I don't know." The housekeeper hugged the mask and kissed it again and again. Then he polished it with longing: "I mean they are going to occupy the dream, but I don't know what they are. I accept them with good intentions and live in my Lord's Kingdom, but they seem to be masters of this country now...""I heard the story of three pigs being killed in the forest?" Su Ming sat down on the coffin. He could feel something creeping and rolling in the coffin, which made hanging itchy.

"Several... Have you seen the Japanese fairy tale the crying red ghost?" The housekeeper wanted to reach out and lift the knell from the coffin, but he was still afraid of the God killer in his hand, so he withdrew his hand.

Su Ming raised one eyebrow and weighed the weapon in his hand. The electric light shook in the dark.

"Are you testing me?"

"No, no, no! I ask myself, how dare I disrespect you if my neck is not as strong as pepetua? " Lucien shook his head again and again. Although his master was a powerful sleeping devil, the search for the missing master was handed over to the death knell. How dare his servant get involved in the affairs of that class: "I mean, Japanese fairy tales are very popular, and the characters in them are too small, even if you don't condescend to understand them."

"I know that story, go on, and even if I don't know, there's Bobo." Su Ming points to the orangutan detective. The age of Xiaofu scarlet is there. The owner of the bar is usually quite idle. Should he read a lot of books?

After all, he claims to be a detective and wears a Sherlock Holmes hat. Bobo should also have good reading habits, right?

However, the orangutan's dazed eyes at this time explained everything. He didn't know. He just looked at the death knell eagerly, and his brain was burned by alcohol.

However, the housekeeper only looked at the death knell and bowed and could not care about the orangutan. After getting a positive reply, he said, "the two woodcutters in that story died, and their bodies were like being torn up by ghosts. And Mrs. Lane in the glass peacock also died. One week after her disappearance, our people found her broken body in the dry well....

"do you suspect that these faceless people did it?" See housekeeper also want to report dish name, Su Ming raised his hand to stop his below.

"Yes, we doubt it, but... There is no evidence." Lucian sighed. He pinched his long ear and looked very lost: "Holmes is not here. We only have Conan Doyle, but that Sir is not on the same level as you. He can't solve the case."

"Well, you are the steward's life forever. You can't be a king. Let's talk about a condition."

Su Ming stood up and sighed:

"since you suspect those foreigners, just kill them all. This is the land of sleeping devil. What evidence do you tell the illegal immigrants? In this way, I help you to solve those people. You can organize people to check all the dream bubbles. I want to find director Gordon, Donna, superwoman, blue beetle, Eagle man and shazan's dream. How about "

" is it not good to kill people casually? " The housekeeper hesitated.

"First, they're not people you know in the conventional sense. I suggest you play" Detroit into a man. ". Second, if you really let them occupy the land of dreams, think about whether your master will peel off your skin when he comes back? Thirdly, I'd like to talk with you on the condition that you respect the endless family behind you, but if you don't know how to praise...

the mask of the death knell comes out under the skin, the red eyeglasses light up in the dark, and the godkiller has a good time.

"Please give me a chance to trade with you!"

The housekeeper immediately knelt down and hugged him as if he were afraid of the death kneeling and moved to tears.

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