Chapter 172:

Song Rui originally wanted to go outside the metal prison to wait for Van Gogh, but Zhang Yang held his head against his head with a gun, so he could only stand at the end of the corridor and face him far away.
Fangallo also looked over, seeing Dr. Song's eyes and mouth had bruises, and frowned: "What's wrong with you?"
"You look at yourself before you ask me." Song Rui smiled.
Van Gogh looked down, suddenly dumbfounded. Due to too many injuries, his clothes had been soaked in blood, and he was torn and broken, as if he had suffered thousands of penalties. In fact, it is not wrong to say that, Van Gaalo has indeed endured thousands of tortures, and it is not once, but countless times, that kind of pain can hardly be imagined by ordinary people.
Song Rui did not know how the young people stood here and smiled at themselves. Even as an internationally well-known psychologist, he was still a little confused at this time about what he was thinking and how he felt, whether he would stay Under the psychological shadow, and then developed into a stubborn illness. He has seen too many self-proclaimed powerful people, but no one can have extraordinary endurance and perseverance like Van Gogh. Such people are often not born like this, but have experienced countless Painful torture and even life and death choices can be practiced.
What has he experienced in the past? Song Rui dare not think deeply.
"Let's take a shower." Song Rui depressed his ups and downs and calmed down with a warm voice: "I'm okay, I just had a fight with Meng Zhong. I'm waiting for you outside."
"Okay." Van Gogh looked at him deeply, and he left after being surrounded by several elite members of the Ministry of Security.
Meng Zhong looked at his team members and asked sharply: "Without my order, why do you act without permission? Teacher Vatican is a distinguished guest I invited, not a prisoner!"
The rest of the team members bowed their heads and did not dare to look at his angry face, but the leading team member said calmly: "Minister, I'm sorry, we are no longer the first commando team member, you don't have to listen to your assignment. This is us The application for leaving the team has been approved. "He took out a stack of paper from his trouser pocket, which turned out to be an application stamped with an official seal, and Meng Zhong, as the minister of the Special Security Department, was also the captain of the first team, but the last A person who received the message.
He took these applications and looked at the signatures and seals of the Minister of Manpower, the Minister of Resources and others, and only felt that the Ministry of Security was simply confusing and ridiculous. And his minister, who survived in name only, became a clown and an available tool that was fooled by everyone.
How do people's hearts get cold? There is no need to spend a long time, just a disappointing opportunity. Today, Meng Zhong is completely discouraged and doesn't want to say anything, but just smiles dumbly and returns the application.
A team member who thought he would be furious had never expected that he would have such a plain reaction. The expression on his face could not help but the inner unease was deeper. If the captain is still willing to get angry with them, it means that he still has friendship with them. In the future, he may find an opportunity to ease the relationship, but his clear reaction now is to completely abandon them.
They don't want it, but the reality is that they don't make choices.
Chang Qi squeezed this application and explained: "Captain, our strength was originally the strongest and the most qualified to use potential potions, but you would rather give the potions to other groups than allow us to use them. So that we are falling into the company of logistics, is this fair to us? Those medicines have been repeatedly verified by the scientists in the research institute, and they are absolutely safe and free of side effects. Other people are drinking it. Why ca n’t we drink it? We are also eager Powerful strength, we are not like you. We are equipped with the most powerful genes before we are born. We came to this step by our own hard work. Is it easy for us? How much pain and blood was exchanged for it? Captain, you should consider it for us. "
Meng Zhong sneered and stayed silent for a long time. Then he pointed to the bodies of the two children lying in the prison and said, "I haven't considered enough for you? Absolutely safe and without side effects. Then you talk about what Xiao Yanling did. What's going on? "
The faces of these people were so stiff that they couldn't restrain their chills.
However, Zhang Yang said indifferently at this time: "What caused Xiao Yanling's aberration? I think everyone knows clearly, you don't have to be alarmist. I drink the potent potion every day as a beverage, why don't I have a problem? Could I? Do you hurt yourself? "After saying this, he took out a tube of medicine and poured it into his mouth, proving its safety with facts.
The team members immediately felt relieved.
Meng Zhong only found it ridiculous and ridiculed: "Do you dare to guarantee that the medicine you drink is the same as everyone drinks?"
"There is nothing to guarantee." Zhang Yang handed Chang Qi the half-drinked potion.
Chang Qi took notice, finished the rest, and said firmly: "Minister, it is the same, everyone takes the same medicine. Minister, we believe in the organization, and we believe in the results after scientific verification."
This group of people who have been dealing with unscientific events all the time now firmly said that they believe in science. Meng Zhong couldn't help being amused and waved his hand and said, "OK, whatever you want, it seems that you are now in the nine teams?"
Chang Qi and others bowed their heads in shame, and Zhang Yang laughed a few times with a wild expression. His nine teams are indeed destroyed, but he can dig people from other teams, as long as he has enough potions, there is nothing difficult. People are animals that seek benefits and avoid harm. They are good enough, and they are not afraid that they will not come.
Meng Zhongman glanced at the faces of all the players with nostalgia, crossed the picture of fighting side by side in his mind, and finally shook his head and sighed: "People walk up the water and flow to the low. If you want, then I can only wish you a bright future. "He took off his hat, epaulettes, and badges, held it in his hands, looked at it, touched and touched it, and his eyes turned red unconsciously. It is said that the man has tears and does not flick, but he hasn't reached the sad part. Today he is really sad and cold.
Realizing what he wanted to do, Chang Qi and others quickly dissuaded: "Minister, don't you just quit because of us! You will always be our leader, really! We still respect you!"
Meng Zhong shook his head and did n’t want to say anything to them. Instead, he turned to his friends and smiled helplessly: "You are right, the Special Security Department has become the private property of some people, and it is not suitable for me to stay. Later I Come with you. "Without these so-called honors, he felt relaxed. His philosophy is to protect the country and defend the people, but now the Ministry of Security has become a tool for some people to ingest private interests, completely contrary to the original intention of creation, what is the point of staying there?
"You should have gone long ago." Song Rui shook his head and turned back, not caring about Zhang Yang's barrel at all.
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Half an hour later, Van Gaalo, who had changed to clean clothes, was taken into a huge cold storage. The temperature in the cold storage was as low as a negative number. It would still feel cold when wearing a thick cotton jacket, but it was even more chilling. There were hundreds of morgue beds neatly arranged, each lying with a corpse covered with white cloth.
Meng Zhong stood waiting at the door, still wearing a uniform, but the things representing the official title were removed by him, and Song Rui stood beside him. The wound on his face could not be dealt with, and it seemed to be more bruised. Zhang Yang and several researchers in white lab coats were talking head to ear, discussing what they heard. Hearing the footsteps, they immediately looked at him scorchingly.
"Teacher Brahma has worked hard, come and come, we have one more thing to trouble you." Zhang Yang waved his hands fearlessly.
"What else do you want to do?" Meng Zhong was extremely impatient.
Zhang Yang didn't care about him at all, raised his arm and circled the huge cold storage, and said with a smile: "Teacher Fan, you can go after this job, really, we don't lie to you."
Fangalo walked slowly to Song Rui, and touched the corner of his bruise with his fingertips, with a rare malicious in his voice: "If I want to go, can you stop me?"
Song Rui grabbed the young man's cold fingertips and exerted a little force, implying that he was fine.
Zhang Yang shrugged and smiled contemptuously: "I can't stop him, but we can stop him. Dr. Song, are you right?" As soon as his voice fell, a researcher pushed Song Rui's temple against his barrel with a gun The meaning is self-evident. Can Fangallo's ideas get past bullets sooner? Unless he is a god, he cannot save Song Rui at all.
Fan Jialuo's dark-eyed Dr. Song shook his head, and after looking at Zhang Yang, his expression was always indifferent. "What do you want me to do?"
"It's very simple, take out the things inside them." Zhang Yang walked in front of the neatly arranged morgue beds, and opened the white cloth one by one to reveal the corpses hidden under it. These corpses are not so much humans as monsters, some have wings, some have three heads and six arms, some are covered with eye pupils, and others are simply beasts, with only a human face ...
Even though the corpses have been dissected by hand, some researchers still show a fearful expression, which has turned their heads at this time and dare not look at it again.
On the contrary, Song Rui, who entered here for the first time, is still calm as usual.
Van Gogh was even more unresponsive, but glanced darkly at the bodies and moved away calmly, as if already commonplace.
Zhang Yang opened the white cloth of dozens of corpses in one breath, exhaling white gas and said: "Mr. Fan, these people all have a fish bead in their body, which has been affected and mutated. We call this person a stranger. As far as I know, you are the only person we have discovered so far that can sense strangers and remove fish beads from their bodies, so we want you to do a small favor. "He punched the bodies of Nunu, haha A smile: "Teacher Brahma, it is really hard for you today. You will finish the work earlier, and we will let you go early."
He called Mr. Fan in his mouth, but he didn't have the slightest respect for his attitude. He just regarded Van Gogh as a cheap worker, and he could call it casually. A person like him actually controlled most of the strength of the Ministry of Security, which made Meng Zhong's determination to leave more and more firm.
Both Meng Zhong and Song Rui were violently suppressing their anger, but the Van Gogh party did not respond particularly violently. He has been slandered and questioned so much, and it has been called a storm along the way. If everything is taken care of, I am afraid that his heart will burst.
He gazed at the corpses and shook his head to correct: "You are wrong. Those fish beads are not the culprit that caused them to change. Desire is. Every corpse here is the manifestation of desire."
Zhang Yang had no interest in this, and urged: "Mr. Fan, I don't care what caused these people's changes. You don't have to tell me so much, just take out the things for me."
Van Gogh glanced at him and continued: "Not every corpse still has that thing. You must know that they are alive and can be transferred from one host to another."
The director of the Green River Institute nodded to Zhang Yang, implying that Fangallo said it was true. In fact, they have photographed these corpses long ago, and naturally know which corpses have light masses and which do not. Of course, not every light group can be found by the scanning instrument, depending on their energy. The weak energy light group is easy to capture, but the strong energy light group will hide itself. For example, the light group inside Xiao Yanling could be scanned by the instrument at first, and then even a shadow could not be seen.
They almost thought that the thing had escaped from her body, and once thought about giving up the experimental body of Xiao Yanling, but the arrival of Van Gogh proved that their insistence was correct, that the energy body is always there, but only has more powerful Hidden means.
"Which corpses have fish beads hidden in them, I think the teacher Vatican will certainly be able to sense them? Could you please take them out, we will pay ten yuan for each fish bead to buy." I laughed and waved my hand: "Hahaha, I was joking just now. Don't take it seriously. Teacher Van, don't take it seriously. How can we only pay ten yuan, we naturally won't pay a penny. , You have to take it either. "
He glanced at Song Rui, and a researcher slammed Song Rui's head with a gun, the threat was obvious.
Meng Zhong was so angry that his face was blue, and the hand holding the hat was shaking slightly. Mr. Fan said that all these people lying in bed are manifestations of desire. According to him, the special security department is the real desire to flow. When the face of perseverance, integrity, and courage that he was most familiar with disappeared in this department one by one, he should have left, rather than supporting it to the present.
Van Gogh glanced coldly at Zhang Yang, and looked at Dr. Song comfortably, and then walked slowly around a morgue bed, palms hanging above each corpse, sensing their remnants.
He skipped the bodies that Zhang Yang lifted the white cloth, walked to a body covered with white cloth, and pondered: "Lust, peep."
Zhang Yang opened the white cloth, his pupils could not help shrinking. The appearance of this corpse was beyond his expectations. It was a slender and slender piece, like a snake, but it also had hands and feet, but the bones of the hands and feet seemed to be pulled off and softly attached to the torso. His skin was pale and green, and he was also covered with a layer of dark yellow grease, which exuded a greasy light and a strong stench under the light. He must have been painful when he died, his slender face solidified with a frightened expression, and his boneless body twisted like a snake, showing a U shape.
Zhang Yang was taken aback by the weird corpse. He quickly threw away the white cloth, covered his mouth and nose, and exclaimed: "What a thing is this boy! Where did you find it?" He kept Everyone knows that strangers are sick, but they do n’t know that they can be sick.
Meng Zhong walked to Fangallo and explained: "This body was found in the sewer pipe of the female dormitory building of a certain university. At that time, the toilet and washbasin in that building always overflowed with dirty water. The dormitory was stinking, and it didn't work well. Later, the school hired a plumber to repair it and found the corpse. At that time, the whole body was drilled into the pipeline, but it was stuck in a U-shaped mouth. He was suffocated in it. Compared to his weird body, we wanted to find out why he got into the pipeline. Unfortunately, other people are dead. This question can never be answered. "
Under the deterrence of several pistols, Song Rui walked to the morgue bed and shook his head: "Did not Van Gogh already tell you? He died of and peep. He is a big man, why did he get into the girls' dormitory? In the sewer? If you think about it, if he did n’t get stuck, he would go out through the exit, where would he end up? "
Where else can I get? Naturally inside the girls' bedroom!
Thinking this way, Meng Zhong actually felt that this very disgusting corpse was hundreds of times more disgusting. If he is really allowed to get out, what he will do to those girls, the answer is self-evident. Human desire is really a terrible thing!