Mysterious creature sightings

Another body appears?

Lin Zheng and Lin Jia looked at each other, wondering if they were old employees of the Special Investigation Department again.

Xu Jiayan ran closer, panting slightly to explain the situation.

"Three hundred meters away, there was a naked male body lying in the water and grass. He was bald and short in stature. His specific age could not be determined."

Ling Jiangyue, who was behind, had to fly very fast to keep up with him. He was almost out of breath. Lin Zheng stepped over Xu Jiayan with his long legs and supported her first.

"Don't run too fast, Shun Shunqi." He stroked her behind with his palms and whispered before turning to Xu Jiayan.

"What other characteristics does the body have?"

Xu Jiayan said solemnly: "Not like a normal person."

Lin Jia: "What do you mean?"

"It just... looks like someone who has been soaked in some kind of liquid for a long time. The skin is pale and wrinkled, very thin, and there is a smell of formalin in the mouth and nose. It doesn't look like someone who died recently."

Ling Jiangyue's face tightened as he described it, as if he didn't want to imagine what the corpse looked like, and he buried his head in Lin Zheng's arms.

Lin Zheng patted her gently, and the expressions of several people were solemn.

"Lin Jia, you stay here while I go take a look."

After making arrangements, he lowered his head and asked Ling Jiangyue with a gentler voice: "Can you bear it? Are you staying here?"

Ling Jiangyue shook his head: "I can bear it."

She followed back to the place where the bodies were found. Halfway there, she looked back at the bodies of Lin Jia and Hua Chunyao, and then looked away with an expressionless expression.

Then he squeezed Lin Zheng's hand.

Lin Zheng subconsciously turned his head and asked, "What?"

"That corpse is purple," she hesitated for a moment and then said softly, "It's... I told you last time that the friend who asked me to help look at the ant nest was almost the same purple."

Lin Zheng frowned: "Do the purple people you have observed have anything in common?"

"I'm not sure, I've only seen two or three, and they were all very sick."

In fact, these two or three were not all humans, but also included a dying marine creature and a python that had been injected with some kind of drug.

No. 10 was the real patient inside——

Lu Gezhi tasted the sweetness of adrenaline in her and believed that the special substances produced by the human body would be more effective than external drugs, so he searched for special people everywhere.

Then he found a genetically mutated person who had survived a prion disease and had been treated in a black clinic.

Prions can be transmitted in many ways, either genetically or through the use of contaminated surgical instruments, EKG electrodes, or even corneal transplants.

But No. 10 was different. He was infected because he was illegally injected with growth hormone secreted by the human pituitary gland. Because his parents were dissatisfied with his dwarf-like height, they took him to a black clinic for a "height-growing" injection. .

Only he's not dead.

The brain is a very magical thing. It is constantly "updated" in the process of human evolution to adapt to the survival of the fittest in nature. Sometimes this process is so long that it takes thousands of years, but sometimes it is so short that it takes just a few days. Years or even months, activated within days.

——No. 10’s genes mutated in a short period of time, making his brain immune not only to prion diseases, but also to other rare brain diseases.

It sounded like a very good experimental subject, so he was taken into the underground laboratory by Lu Dezhi and became someone whom Lu Dezhi could torture as much as he wanted in his brain modification experiments.

The memory ends here, the body is in front of you. Lin Zheng stopped her behind and squatted down with Xu Jiayan to check on the body.

She stood quietly and observed No. 10's body again.

Even though he helped him distinguish half of the ant nest in the underground laboratory back then, it still didn't allow him to escape. Now he finally helped him realize his wish - even though it was after his death.

"The corpse is short in stature, but judging from the growth and wear of the teeth and the development of the sexual organs, the age should be between 15 and 18 years old." Lin Zheng inspected the corpse while memorizing key information.

Xu Jiayan reminded: "Look at his head."

Lin Zheng looked at it from another angle, and his reaction was not surprising: "The brain development is abnormal, and there are holes in the top of the skull. It is probably due to some kind of surgery or experiment."

What kind of experiment could there be? Three hundred meters away from this corpse, there happened to be a participant in the human experiment project who had just died.

However, Hua Chunyao has been retired for so many years, and there is no information showing that he is related to any human experiment organization, and there is no secret laboratory in private.

It can't be an experimental subject from more than ten or twenty years ago, right?

Xu Jiayan rubbed his face: "Then I'll have someone take the body back and find out who it is first."

"Wait." Lin Zheng's eyes suddenly focused, and he carefully opened the corpse's ears with his gloved hands, and found a vague and faded mark on the covered scalp.

"10." After he recognized the number, his face became even more ugly.

Being able to put a numerical mark on the experimental subjects only means that there are other experimental subjects in places they don't know about, and I'm afraid there are quite a lot of them.

Whether this came from Kyle's laboratory, or there was another illegal organization, or Hua Chunyao was conducting human experiments in private, it was not good news.

He stood up, closed his eyes and exhaled deeply. When he opened his eyes again, he took off his gloves and said to Xu Jiayan: "Take the body back first and let Jiang Yuxing and Lin Jia come over."

When people arrived, he quickly arranged the task: "Lin Jia, go back to the archives and check what experimental projects Hua Chunyao handled during his time in the Special Investigation Division, and then contact the people from the Special Case Investigation Division."

"Xu Jiayan, come and check the identity information of corpse No. 10. The DNA comparison and facial comparison have been extended to twenty years ago. Then check whether he had any rare diseases during his lifetime."

"Jiang Yuxing, take out the experimental data from the D.M. Research Institute and go through it again to see if there are any experimental projects related to this corpse."

Kyle has done a lot of crazy experiments. Grafting humans and animals is much scarier than punching a few holes in a person's head. They still tend to think that something has slipped through the cracks in D.M.

After all, according to Ling Jiangyu's confession, an unknown conflict broke out in the institute before Kyle and the others died. Lin Jia also checked that some information was missing. Maybe it was the person who ran out who was seeking revenge on the Special Investigation Department.

After arranging things, he planned to lead the team back, leaving a few researchers who had just arrived to check whether the number of parasites in the river exceeded the limit.

Just as he was about to leave, he realized that Ling Jiangyue had not followed, and was still looking at the corpse blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Jiang Yue, we're back." Lin Zheng put his arm around her shoulders and carried her away.

Seeing that she was distracted, he asked in a low voice: "What are you thinking about?"

Ling Jiangyue lowered his eyes: "Hmm... I have also seen corpses like this soaked white at Kyle's place... Are they really not going to have nightmares at night if they conduct such an experiment?"

Lin Zheng: "People's pursuit of desire can override all morality. They should only dream about counting money at night."

"Then do you think this body was made by Kyle or by Hua Chunyao?"

Lin Zheng was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "I hope it's not him."

The corners of her mouth curled up strangely.

Of course it's not him, but it has something to do with him. If there were no ghosts in his heart, how could he be tortured by hallucinations and die so quickly?