perfect savior

Chapter 125 The Kindness of Bad Things

When Dr. Rainerson rushed over from home, the underground experimental base in Florence was still in a mess.

"What's going on? Where's the prototype?"

"Run away, the Silver Snake Team [-] is following the trail."

"Run away?" Reinason stared at the colonel who was a head taller than him:

"This place is 170 meters from the surface. It is a [-]-story underground building with metal walls poured into it. With the capability of the prototype, it can only return to the ground from the vertical elevator. As long as heavy firepower is deployed at the exit, he will not be able to escape at all!"

"You are right, but Dr. Rainerson, he is very cunning and has taken hostages, we cannot shoot freely."

"Hostage? This bastard..." Lei Nasen cursed secretly, suddenly startled, realized something, gritted his teeth and said:
"Khalid, did you... do it on purpose?"

"Dr. Renerson, I don't quite understand why you made such an inference, but please take back what you just said, otherwise I will file a complaint with the council, and you are questioning my professionalism and loyalty."

"Bastard! Don't pretend to be me!" Lei Nasen took off his glasses and scratched his hair indiscriminately, without the calmness and calmness of senior intellectuals:

"Because he's holding the hostages, you'll have an excuse not to shoot! He'll be able to escape and be free! You bastard! Do you think you're making a movie? Do you think you're The Shawshank Redemption?"

Reinason was so angry that his lips trembled, but the colonel just shrugged and said indifferently:

"Whatever you think, doctor, during the month when the prototype was imprisoned in the base, everyone could hear his screams and wailing, even if it is an experimental mouse, we shouldn't go to it for fun. Torment it, not to mention that the prototype is a human being, and his name is Francesco Ricci! A fine cop, a martyr! A fine lad."

Lei Nasen fell silent. Everyone had their own standpoint. He was immersed in the joy of scientific research and exploring the unknown, but he ignored the changes in the thoughts of his colleagues around him.

"I didn't...forget it." Reinason sighed:

"Are there any casualties?"

"There were a lot of injuries but zero fatalities and like I said, Francesco is a great guy, he's a hero, he's a good guy."

So you shouldn't be tortured like this by me, right?

Thinking so in his heart, Lei Nasen suddenly felt tired, he waved his hand, didn't say a word, but returned to his office.

Like most men who live alone, although Renson's site is messy, it has a peculiar "messy order". Things are left everywhere, but they can be found quickly every time.

He found a hidden disk, put it in the computer, and the familiar audio played again. Even though he had heard it countless times, Lei Nasen felt a chill down his back.

"Francesco... kill! Go out, they cut your skin, smashed your bones, trapped you in this dark room, and submerged you in the water. Are you still grateful to them? The grace of saving your life has long been returned Yes! You deserve to be free!"

"Shut up...my body is not stable yet...my entry into society may cause serious consequences, I don't want to kill people!"

"Hey... Stable? Is your body not stable enough? By studying your body, the guys outside have obtained the strength they want. Silver Snake Mobile Team, what a name, these fighters regard you as their own. Blueprint!"

"Great, Dr. Renerson and the others have achieved results, I will be able to go out soon..."

"Get out? Delusion! Poor Francesco, you are still lucky...Why are you trapped in this closed metal cage? Why don't you let you see yourself? Because the guys outside , I never thought of letting you out! In their eyes, you are... not human anymore."

"Nonsense, get out!"

"Is it nonsense, you know it in your heart."

"Go! Go!"

"How to get out? Are you going to dig out your brain? Hahaha..."

The audio stops abruptly.

In the silent office, Lei Nasen took out the disk and remained silent for a long time.

On the disk, several Arabic numerals were written with a carbon pen.

09032352.

September 52, at [-]:[-] p.m.

Last Monday, after getting off work, Renerson suddenly remembered that he had left something behind. He went to the laboratory to pick it up late at night, but heard this chilling conversation in the airtight metal cabin.

The two parties in the "dialogue" are "the same person".

——Francesco's voice is sometimes normal, sometimes shrill like a girl, rational and crazy, confused and evil, the emotions implied by the two tones are completely different, even the best actors cannot switch freely in a short time to this extent.

Reinason instantly realized one thing:

There are evils and huge risks hidden in Francesco's body, and they must not be released into society until they are resolved.

Since then, Reinason would insinuate and ask Francesco if he had any mental troubles recently. Under the monitoring of the polygraph device, the young policeman answered "no".

The polygraph did not sound the alarm, and Francesco had literally forgotten about the night's mental confrontation.

This is not a trivial matter. As the general manager of "Type III Technology", Lei Nasen reported to the above at the first time, and the answer he got was "It may involve the biological characteristics of life with evil thoughts. The original plan to release the prototype machine has been terminated. Continue to be imprisoned, carefully observe the records, and wait for the extraordinary to deal with it."

There is nothing wrong with this decision. The Silver Snake Mobile Squad is based on Francesco's research, and it is an extraordinary warrior made by compromise, which belongs to the derivative project of "Type III Technology".

Only Francesco is truly combined with the evil creature, without any buffer or barrier, and the spirit is integrated.

When it comes to the abyss of annihilation, the research on the field of "spiritual will" on the earth is still very weak, and it is really impossible to deal with it. Waiting for the supernatural beings of the temple to take over is the best choice.

This matter was conducted in secret, but Renson really did not expect that out of a simple sense of justice and sympathy, his colleagues would turn a blind eye to Francesco's escape and let him go smoothly. free again.

People are not as good as the sky.

Things got out of control... Lei Nasen rubbed the center of his brows, and after a short thought, he dialed a phone number.

"Hello, Lord Augustus...I'm Reinason..."

"We have an unexpected situation here, and we need you to deal with it urgently..."

……

at the same time.

A construction site on the outskirts of Florence.

The strong man stopped carrying the female reporter, and Daitris was lowered to the ground, her heart pounding.

"Don't hurt me, I don't know anything."

Daitris said cautiously, for fear of offending this monster-like man.

"Ma'am, I swear I won't hurt you." Francesco paused, took off her gray cloak, and opened her arms and said:
"But do me a favor... tell me, what do I look like now?"

His body is displayed before the woman like a prisoner awaiting trial.

Under the moonlight, Francesco's body was as strong and fit as a marble sculpture, like a carefully polished work of art.

However, his abdomen disappeared, like a slice of bread, from the hip bone to the middle part of the ribs, internal organs, flesh and skin, all disappeared.

Instead, there is a shining silver spine, which connects Francesco's upper body and lower body, hard, flexible and flexible.

Like a silver snake.

(End of this chapter)