The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 157 Returning to the Laboratory

Everyone came to the second floor of the laboratory building, where the laboratory was inside. Everyone was a little terrified along the way, but fortunately, they finally arrived at the destination without any danger.

It is worth noting that the second floor is also dark and dull as a whole. A thick layer of black and red haze covers the entire second floor of the experimental building, which is worse than the first floor.

For Wen Zhong, they had to get the gold body bag before they could detain the ghost at the source.

"Professor Ochiai, please lead the way. It seems that the topography of the second floor has not changed much, and the layout of each house is the same as before." Du Baige said looking at the second floor of the experimental building.

Ochiai nodded, and walked into the corridor on the second floor first, and the other four followed immediately. Although the entire second floor was still extremely dark, it was actually much better than the first floor only after actually walking in.

"Here, the house numbers of the laboratory and the office are made of gold, just to prevent supernatural events from happening, so they can be distinguished at a glance."

Soon, everyone came to a room marked with the word "laboratory". Wen Zhong didn't waste any time, and directly opened the door of the laboratory. ghost.

Opening the door, the whole laboratory is very messy, still retaining the appearance when Wen Zhong and Ochiai escaped from here.

"Professor Ochiai, look where the body bag is." Du Baige asked, he had a bad premonition ever since he stepped into this laboratory.

"Well, is this?"

Wen Zhong looked at the observation room next to the laboratory. Originally, there was a thick layer of glass between the two rooms, but now this glass was broken by something.

Shards of glass were scattered all over the ground, with scarlet blood mixed on them.

"Are you kidding? This thing is a special glass doped with gold, and it was broken by someone." Wen Zhong bent down to pick up the fragments. These fragments are relatively large in size, and they don't seem to be damaged naturally.

At this time Yan Duo came over, his face was also ugly, the flesh on his body was constantly churning, the original white shirt was stained with blood at this moment, and the eyes looking at Wen Zhong were full of numbness and indifference.

"Wen Zhong, did you find anything?" Yan Duo asked while leaning against the wall.

"Not yet, but are you okay now?" Wen Zhong frowned deeply: "In your current state, can the ghost shirt still protect you, or else I'll take it off and imprison you after you go back." ,How about it?"

"No, you also know that Ghost Shirt is a fierce ghost, how could he be imprisoned so easily." Yan Duo shook his head and rejected Wen Zhong's proposal without hesitation.

Even if this ghost shirt is not worn by Yan Duo, he is still the one who bears the risk of the ghost's recovery. Unless this shirt is worn on other unlucky people and immediately recovers, Yan Duo will be the last one to be unlucky.

Wen Zhong said: "Then try not to use the power of the ghost, otherwise I'm afraid you may not be able to get out of this building."

Yan Duo nodded. At this time, Zhang Youwei in the distance was entrusted by Ochiai to rummage through the experimental data about Li Gui on the table. Although the progress was not satisfactory, it was still very precious information.

"The city map of Da'an City, the files of the criminal police, all kinds of instant noodle boxes, and, eh? What are these things?" Zhang Youwei picked up the iron sheet placed in the corner of the table, which was seriously damaged and could only barely be seen. Coming out is half a pair of shackles.

There was still a little blood on the shackles. Judging by the damage of the shackles, it seemed that someone had directly pulled them off the wrists.

"Could it be that Professor Ochiai still has this kind of interest?" Zhang Youwei looked at the half of the shackles and couldn't help thinking maliciously in his heart.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps came from behind him, Zhang Youwei thought that Ochiai and the others had finished tidying up, and was about to turn around to ask something, when he saw a shriveled and blackened dead head came into his eyes.

"hiss!"

Before he had time to think about it, he quickly took a step back, but behind him was a table. The next moment, the shriveled corpse raised its hands and grabbed Zhang Youwei's neck tightly.

Zhang Youwei still wanted to struggle, but he only felt that the ghost in his body was suppressed by something.

Soon, Zhang Youwei's head fell to the side and stopped breathing under the pincer-like hands of the shriveled corpse. In the darkness aside.

And the four people around were not aware of all this. It was only a few seconds since the accident happened, and they didn't make the slightest sound. Even Wen Zhong didn't feel that something was wrong.

At this moment, he has already walked into the observation room next door. He remembers that there should be some special items here. No matter whether they are useful or not, at least he should uphold the principle of saving and clean them up now.

Yan Duo was still leaning against the wall, his eyes closed, he didn't know what he was thinking, his face was as pale as paper, and Wen Zhong was still sorting and storing various useful items in the observation room.

Suddenly, he heard a series of footsteps behind him, from far to near, from the corridor outside the laboratory.

"No, there's going to be a big problem."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Wen Zhong's face immediately changed, because he overlooked one thing, since they can see this golden door plate, it can also attract those ghosts who have been eroded by ghost silk.

He still remembered that the people in the laboratory building were all condemned prisoners. After the ghosts captured their consciousness, they would naturally acquire their habits to some extent. He should have pried off the gold on the door from the beginning.

Just as Wen Zhong walked out of the observation room, a pair of withered arms suddenly stretched out in the darkness, grabbing straight at his neck, the speed was so fast that it was too late to react.

"careful!"

At this critical moment, Du Baige's figure appeared behind the shriveled corpse, and he did not see him using the power of the ghost, so he just raised his foot and kicked it to the wall beside him.

Seeing this, Wen Zhong immediately raised his pale and stiff arm, facing the withered and blackened corpse hidden in the darkness with the palm of his hand, then firmly held the five fingers in the palm of his hand, and began to twist them clockwise. Air.

"Crack-"

Accompanied by a series of sounds of broken bones, the terrifying corpse curled up tightly. Wen Zhong's ghostly hands could no longer twist the corpse any further, and the contest of hidden spirits began.

"Be careful Wen Zhong, this ghost thing is not simple." Du Baige said, there was already a black and red mark on his leg at this moment.

(End of this chapter)