Frye looked at Song Ying with an annoyed expression, and then laughed.
"You really can't be careless at all."
Gate immediately took out a pinhole probe the size of a fingernail. After passing it over, Frye took out a long black object like a lighter from his pocket. After putting the probe in, it immediately appeared.
A light and shadow screen was set up, and the scene on it started shooting from the moment they met Jean and the others.
"Oh, Mr. Jean, it's been a long time since we last saw him, he's still as handsome and charming as ever."
Woof woof woof
At this moment, a man was lying on the ground in the vegetable field, imitating the barking of a dog, and then started howling. Then he raised one foot and started peeing, and the urine flowed down his pants.<
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"Peeing in the ground again, Da Mao comes over."
Fry shouted, and the man immediately stuck out his tongue and ran over excitedly, like a dog, breathing excitedly, his tongue hanging out, saliva splashing, Fry took out a small piece of paper from his pocket
After writing down a string of numbers, I put some saliva on the man's tongue and stuck it on his head.
"Go and inform the cadres, Da Mao, go quickly."
As he spoke, the man started running wildly on the ground on all fours, at an extremely fast speed, and was already two hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, green light flashed in Fry's eyes, and then particles of light began to move towards Song Ying, and she immediately took off all her clothes.
After observing for a while, Fry put a hand on Song Ying's neck, then stretched out his nose and sniffed.
"This man named Billy is not an ordinary person. I'm afraid he has a severe split personality, because there are many different kinds of particles in the molecules of his breath that remain on your body. He is an interesting guy."
Song Ying sighed and waved his hands helplessly.
"Fortunately, Dean, you told us every time before you go out, that your belongings should be smeared with something that was on your body a long time ago. I'm afraid that by now they have sent my lipstick to the 4th Department for DNA testing. It's a pity that they
I can't find anything. After all, 30 years ago, I was not a mutant."
Frye nodded, and now he took out a whistle and blew it suddenly. The moment the whistle sounded sharp and strange, people who were still moving in the flower beds in the field came over.
, a person is like a walking zombie. At this moment, the light of the sun begins to dim. In an instant, a fierce red light sweeps across. When night falls, the entire mental hospital is instantly covered with a layer of mist-like atmosphere, and the lights are dim.
The lights came on.
At this moment, nearly 200 people slowly came closer, their eyes swaying with dull eyes. Fry took out a tuning fork and struck it with a small stick.
Ding
As a pleasant and soft sound rippled out, one by one the mental patients began to do gymnastics. Frye struck again and again, and they twisted their bodies as if they were dancing or playing.
The lower ones stretched their arms and thighs, pulling each other in circles, looking happy and smiling.
Song Ying and Gaite had blocked their ears with earplugs, but their hands and feet still moved uncontrollably.
After a while, Frye stopped knocking, and he took out a small trumpet with a rubber cover on the back. After pinching it, the small trumpet made strange and continuous sounds, and each of the mental patients began to shake.
, as if they had no soul, they lined up on both sides of Frye and walked into the dark and lightless room inside.
"The human body is like a time bomb. I have set the gears for these people. It will detonate as long as it reaches the predetermined time. It is really interesting, but now your affairs are more important, although they may be investigated.
To something, but if they want to involve you, the most they can do is to use coercion, and then..."
Song Ying chuckled.
"Whether it's mental or physical pain, the methods they use are too childish. Besides, if it doesn't work, I'll just blow myself up. This body doesn't matter."
Song Ying said as he looked at his body and put a finger into his mouth.
"Let's go, I'm just waiting for you two. The madman's dance has begun. Go to the House of the Dead."
Frye was still looking at Billy's photo as he spoke. He had already learned a lot from Billy's eyes, demeanor, and movements. This guy was also an out-and-out lunatic. The corners of Frye's mouth raised slightly, and he turned around slowly.
After starting to walk, Gate put on Song Ying's clothes, and the two followed Fry into the dark and lightless building. The three of them seemed to be able to see. In the dark and lightless environment, there was absolutely no trace of anything.
Bumping, walking is normal.
After passing through the nearly 50-meter-wide main building, there were two dim lights on outside. There were towering buildings in the distance, and in front of us was a cemetery with a large number of transparent objects placed on the ground.
The urn is cylindrical, with a skull and the engraved name, date of birth and date of death on it.
Large and small urns were piled on the brown soil. In the middle, there was a cylindrical cement pillar. Frye led the two of them to the cement pillar, his eyes flashed with blue light particles, and in the light
The moment the particles came into contact with the pillars, there was a rumbling sound, and the urns around them shook, making bursts of clicking and collision sounds.
Immediately afterwards, the pillar began to rise slowly, and it rose to a height of nearly 10 meters before a small door covered with mud appeared. After the door opened, there was an elevator going downwards, and the three of them walked in.
Accompanied by a sinking rumble, the elevator stopped after a while, and the door opened with a creak. There was an ancient-looking door in front of him. An inverted skull pattern was carved on the door. The door was brown and the skull was black.
of.
Dong dong dong
Frye knocked on the door, and the room opened with a creak. For a while, there were bursts of laughter and laughter, and the sound of people drinking and drinking. Weird smells came to his nostrils, as well as the smell of wine and men.
and women’s excited cheers.
For a time, people in strange clothes stood up one after another, looked at Frye who came in with excited eyes, bowed one after another, and shouted in unison.
"Dean."
"Please come to the tomb hall."
Frye shouted and strode forward. People lined up in a long line and followed behind Frye. He smiled and took out a bone-shaped biscuit from his pocket and bit it with a click.
His expression became extremely excited.
Chapter completed!