Chapter 2300: Evil inside

With two snaps, the female doctor tore off her rubber gloves and slowly stood up.
The white blood stains on the gloves didn't cooperate at all. They were attached to the corpse's internal organs like stubborn latex, pulling out long filaments, floating in the air.
Su Ming took a cigarette:
"result?"
"It's not much different from human physiological structure, but their physical fitness is almost ten times that of humans, which can be seen from the density of muscle fibers."
Dr. Quezel rubbed her head with a headache. She felt that after she came to Earth Zero, she didn't seem to have said a good ‘rest and fetus’, but was dragged by the death knell to run around, working for him.
Bobo touched his chin, swallowing clouds and mist with the death knell: "Then they are creatures higher than human beings?"
"That's not good. They don't seem to be very intelligent. The individual reacts very slowly. They didn't even show any emotions when facing danger before." The doctor walked to the side and washed her hands. She thought about it seriously: "I am I think they may be some kind of bionic human beings, all of its internal organs are too standard, and they are exactly the same as what I saw in the textbook..."
"Understood, wait a minute." Su Ming carried his weapon and went out. After ten seconds, strangulation dragged the corpses of a dozen faceless men back and threw them on the floor: "Your guess should be correct, they Everyone’s height and weight are the same, and the memory is as brand new as it has been restarted."
This time the doctor’s dissection process was also a lot simpler. She took a look at each corpse and opened the chest cavity. A few minutes later, she also stood up:
"Yes, the size and shape of the internal organs are exactly the same, I am afraid that the weight is also, just like mass-produced parts on an assembly line."
She gave an autopsy report. If one or two species of the same species are the same, it can be said to be a coincidence, but the death knell randomly selects a dozen samples, all of which are the same, that is another matter.
In addition to the standardized design of mass manufacturing, it may be magic or something more advanced. She doesn't understand those, and with her scope of knowledge, the answer that can be given is the bionics produced on the assembly line.
Bobo also smoked a cigarette and inserted a sentence: "Just now the death knell tested it, and it didn't even know it, indicating that there is a high probability that they are really outsiders."
"I thought you were joking." The doctor glanced at the death knell. He was letting a monster called a symbiote eat pale internal organs and flesh and blood.
"I usually don't make jokes when I do business. There is always my truth in doing things... These weird people are also a bit like clones. All men have the same DNA, and all women have the same DNA." Su Ming flicked the soot. Also stood up: "I did not try those faceless children, but logically speaking, they should also be classified by gender."
"Huh, sounds like trouble?" Popo glanced at the death knell.
"No, as long as it can be killed, the number is not a problem for me." Su Ming smiled and patted the orangutan's shoulder to relax him: "I'm just thinking about who started it. Do you think the bat of laughter Is there any suspicion?"
Bobo looked at the humble irrelevance of the Faceless Man and shook his head.
"I don't think it is like that. If it is that person's work, there should be a big smiling face. This? This is too simple."
The death knell nodded, and let the strangulation eat all the corpses without comment.
Then he walked to the door and opened the creaking door: "Let's go, let's go to the castle and find some acquaintances to ask what is going on."
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"Oh, praise the Great Lord of Dreams, who sent you here at the most critical moment."
In the dark basement of the castle, the faithful butler of the Sandman, Lucian, held the thigh of the death knell and wiped his nose on it desperately.
He looks exhausted, and his eyes are black. Will people in dreams suffer from insomnia? Su Ming didn't know, he only knew such a middle-aged bald man who didn't know how old he was holding himself and crying, and he was a little sick.
"Do you miss me? Or do you miss this?"
As he said, he took out a gas mask from his pocket, it was the Sandman's token, the mask with the sand of time flowing in his eyes.
The butler jumped up with amazing agility, hugged the mask like a vicious dog, and hid behind him as if he was afraid of being taken away by the death knell again.
"Last time you said borrowing, but I didn't expect you to borrow it for so long. Without it, I would not be able to protect the master's kingdom. The world is now hanging on the edge of the cliff."
"I'm usually busy, but I almost forgot about the Sandman's mask." The death knell dealt with it insincerely, looking around, and finally landed on a black coffin parked in the center of the basement: "Now I can talk about those faceless What are people? They seem to be completely occupying the dream world."
"Yes, yes, I know, no, I don't know." The housekeeper kissed and kissed the mask, and then polished it up with hope: "I mean they are indeed going to occupy the dream, but I I don’t know what they are. I accept them to live in my lord’s kingdom with a kind heart, but now they seem to have become the masters of this country..."
"I heard something from the three little pigs in the forest. I heard that a character in the story was killed?" Su Ming sat down on the coffin. He could feel something creeping in the coffin. Moving, tumbling, making the strangulation still a little itchy.
"Several...Have you seen Japanese fairy tales?" The butler wanted to reach out and pull the death knell from the coffin, but he was still afraid of the godslayer in his hand, so he retracted his hand again.
Su Ming raised one eyebrow, weighed his weapon in his hand, and the electric light shook in the darkness.
"Are you testing me?"
"No, no! I asked myself if my neck is not strong enough for Perpetua, how dare I be disrespectful to you?" Lucian shook his head again and again. Although his master was a powerful sandman, the search for the missing master was handed over by death to the death knell. , How can he dare to interfere with the affairs of that class: "I mean that Japanese fairy tales are very unpopular, and the characters in them are too small, I am afraid you will not condescend to understand.
"I know the story, let's go ahead, and even if I don't know, there is still Popo here." Su Ming pointed to the orangutan detective. Xiaofu's age is placed there. The bar owner is usually quite idle and should have seen it. Lots of books, right?
After all, claiming to be a detective and wearing a Sherlock Holmes hat, Bobo should also have good reading habits, right?
However, the blank eyes of the orangutan at this time explained everything. He didn't know, he just looked at the death knell with eyesight, as if his mind was burned by spirits.
But the housekeeper looked at the death knell very dogmatically. He nodded and couldn't take care of the orangutans. He got a positive answer and said: "The two woodmen in that story died, and the bodies were torn to pieces by a ghost. Madam is also dead. Our people found her broken body in the dry well a week after she disappeared..."
"Do you suspect that these faceless people did it?" When the butler had to report the name of the dish, Su Ming raised his hand to stop him from following.
"Yes, we suspect, but...there is no evidence." Lucian sighed. He pulled his long ears and looked very disappointed: "Holmes is not here, we only have Conan Doyle, but the jazz He is not on the same level as you, he can't solve the case at all."
"Oh, you, it will always be the life of the housekeeper. You can't be a king. Let's negotiate a condition."
Su Ming stood up and sighed:
"Since you suspect those outsiders, just kill them all. This is the land of the Sandman, what evidence do you tell the smugglers? In this way, I will help you solve those people, and you will organize the staff to make all the dream bubbles. Check it again, I'm looking for Director Gordon, Donna, Superwoman, Blue Beetle, Hawkman, Shazam’s dream, how about"
"Isn't it too good to kill casually?" The butler hesitated.
"First, they are not the people you know in the normal sense. I suggest you go play. Second, if you really let them occupy the country of dreams, think about whether your master will strip you off after coming back? Third, I’m talking to you on the condition that I respect the endless family behind you, but if you don’t know how to promote..."
The death knell caused the mask to float under the skin, the red eyepieces lit up in the dark, and the godslayer suddenly shone brightly.
"Please give me a chance to trade with you!"
The housekeeper knelt immediately, and hugged him as if he was afraid of the death knell, his eyes filled with tears.