I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

She gritted her teeth and let's go.

Qiuli turned the handle vigorously, probably because it was too long, and the inside of the handle was rusted. After a while, Qiuli finally heard a "click", and the gears began to turn.

When the knob was turned to the end, the door bolt made a crisp sound of the mechanism being released.

Immediately, she pulled the door back forcefully, and a pungent musty smell swept over her. She took a step back, and when the smell dissipated, she took out a rolling pin and stuffed it into the locker next to the doorknob.

If someone intends to close the door while she is not paying attention, with this obstruction, at least it can give her time to react.

After taking this protective measure, she took out the lantern and walked in. The environment here no longer needs the "Black Crow's Feather".

Thin dust was brought out by the footsteps, and walked in along the long corridor. On both sides were rooms inlaid with glass. The glass had been oxidized, with mottled rust marks, but the doors were intact. is turned on.

She walked to the end, and this door was the only one that opened. The door was open, and there were traces of friction on the ground. There was a lot of space inside, and there were many glassware and experimental instruments.

A child's voice rang out in the empty environment, Qiu Li's brows twitched, and she followed the sound.

"Are you here to pick me up?" The voice was clear and clear, with the unique delicacy and innocence of children.

On the ground, a dark boy crawled to Qiuli's feet, and was looking at Qiuli with a raised face. The raging evil spirit hit, Qiuli's palms were cold, and his heart was beating violently almost uncontrollably.

Don't panic, Qiuli cheers secretly, pretending that she doesn't know what he is.

She squatted down trembling, and pinched her thigh halfway to reduce the shaking frequency of her legs. She pinned the wind lamp in her hand to her waist, and lowered her posture as much as possible to look at the boy in front of her.

"My name is Qiuli, what's your name?" As soon as the voice came out, Qiuli suddenly felt that her heart was not so flustered.

"I have many names, but the last uncle said I was Gu Tong." He opened his mouth and laughed, his voice echoed in the empty room, and Qiuli really heard at least ten names in his ears. The laughter of several different frequencies was particularly creepy in the room full of instruments.

"Then I'll call you Gu Tong for now, do you want to go out?" Qiu Li tried to keep her expression as natural as possible.

"Uncle said that there are bad guys outside who want to snatch me away, and he said he would come to pick me up, are you here to pick me up?" Gu Tong looked at Qiu Li with round, black eyes.

The "wordless book" in my mind quickly turned a page: [Take him away, bring the lotus to...] Then it seemed that the battery was exhausted, and it dimmed again.

"I'm not sent by him, are you...willing to come with me?" Qiuli held out her hand to him.

Gu Tong tilted his head and looked at Qiuli's hand, a trace of innocence appeared on his dark face, he staggered to his feet, and took Qiuli's hand.

Half of Qiuli's body was frozen, she shivered and said, "Gu Tong, can you restrain your breath?"

Gu Tong withdrew his hand, "I won't." His brows and eyes were all dark, and seeing that his expression was about to change, Qiu Li was stunned, ghosts are impermanent, even though he looks normal now, he will turn his face at any time.

Qiuli stretched out her palm again, and there was a fragrant lotus flower in her palm, "Do you like it? Here it is for you," Qiuli said.

Gu Tong's consciousness became clearer, the lotus was picked in the pool of ghost king's cave, after a long time, he almost forgot, fortunately the "wordless book" reminded him.

Gu Tong stretched out his hand to hold the lotus in his hand, the color of the lotus became more and more beautiful, it could be seen that he liked it very much, he carefully put the lotus into his dark coat, then opened his arms and said :

"Qiuli, give me a hug."

Qiu Li was startled, subconsciously bent down, and picked up Gu Tong.

It was as if he was hugging an ice bump, but the handle was extremely light, like a feather, he probably wasn't a real entity.

Gu Tong stretched out his hand to cover Qiuli's eyes, Qiuli resisted the instinct to dodge, and after a while, he let go.

Qiuli only felt that there was light in the eyes, and the instrument room in front of her was suddenly brightly lit, and several people in white coats were walking around.

Qiuli took a few steps back in shock, and then realized that they were ignoring her, so she looked around intently.

The floor of the corridor has the unique luster of marble, and the walls are snow-white. There are children living in the glass rooms on both sides, ranging in age from a few months to four or five years old. The voices are heard through the glass, which is not real.

The original glass was still pasted with numbers. Qiuli looked at them one by one, and arranged them in order from No. 1 to No. 22.

A boy about 3 years old was standing in the No. 4 glass room, looking at Qiuli. The coolness in Qiuli's hands suddenly dissipated, and a voice rang in her mind.

"that's me."

Qiu Li lowered her head, the Gu Tong she held in her hand had disappeared.

A black lotus pattern appeared in my mind.

She walked to the No. 4 glass window, and there was a sticker under the glass, which said, name: Baoyi, age: 3 years old, test data... Look at the date, it was 20 years ago.

Qiuli opened the door, walked to the boy's side, reached out and stroked his short, tangled hair, and asked in a low voice, "Bao Yi, is that you?" At this moment, he looked like a thin and handsome boy .

Baoyi tilted her head to look at her, he slowly opened his sleeves, Qiuli's eyes froze, a series of old and new scars almost covered his thin arms, then he lifted his shirt, The corners of Qiuli's eyes were red, and she forcibly held back her tears.

She squatted down and looked at the operation scars scattered all over his chest, how painful it must be for him to be alive.

A man's voice behind said: "Number 4, you can cultivate it well. It has a strong vitality and a stronger desire to survive than other children."

Qiuli turned her head, and a young man in his 30s with gold-rimmed glasses and a gentle appearance was instructing another researcher.

He held a document in his hand, and wrote while talking.

None of them seemed to be aware of Qiuli's existence. There was only one explanation for this. This scene was just a fragment in the boy's memory.

Qiuli looked at his familiar face, and a name popped up in her mind: Yue Chi, he is the dean of the surgical branch, but he is obviously much younger at this time.

"Are you taking this money from the Tao family too hot?" At some point, a Westerner about his age rushed in outside, with flaxen slightly curly hair, and one leg was obviously sluggish.

"James, you don't have to worry, I will give you a part of the research results here." Yue Chi turned around and told the young man beside him, "Bring James into the office for a cup of tea."

"Yuechi, that statue, where is that statue?"

Yue Chi waved his hand and told his subordinates to leave.

"Didn't it be agreed that you will take the book and I will take the statue? What's more, you are late, and I have already given it to the Tao family."

James' face was livid, "What about the two corpses?"

A strange look of horror suddenly appeared on Yue Chi's face, "They left by themselves."

"What do you mean by leaving by yourself? Don't you tell me that two corpses that have been dead for hundreds of years can still walk by themselves?"

"Indeed, otherwise I wouldn't have spent so much painstaking efforts to build this laboratory. I believe in miracles! James, listen to me, according to my vision..."

At the end, he grabbed James' arm and said passionately, "You and I will go down in history!"