Before this, Qian Guangsheng never thought of becoming a thief.

This special tool was obtained by him online shopping a few years ago. Although he had tried to use it secretly at his own home, it was the first time he took it out outside.

For those who understand the structure of the lock, the cross lock is not much different from other locks. After a few minutes, the security door opened.

A faint smell of blood came to my face.

Qian Guangsheng subconsciously sniffed. There was darkness in front of him. Under the guidance of the light above his head, he looked around in confusion. After entering the door, he found a light switch on the wall on the right.

"Bang!"

Press your fingers hard and everything becomes brighter.

Song Jiahao is a person who has a beginning and a final act. The mutant dog corpse on the workbench has been cleaned up, and the blood stains on the cement floor have been washed away. It is not ventilated here, so the smell naturally remains. Although it is very light, it cannot conceal its former existence.

Qian Guangsheng saw the microscope next to the workbench, as well as the neat slides and coverslips in the paper box on the shelf. There were test tubes in the closet, medical scissors and tweezers in the tray, and a new pool on the side, and a faucet... Everything shows that this should be a laboratory, not a golden treasure house that stores valuable items as he imagined.

"Fuck!"

The fiercely inflated desire instantly fell from the peak. The illusory glory that was extremely anticipated instantly turned into a very dark reality. Qian Guangsheng felt that his mind was empty, as if he had just seen the number of the winning numbers in this issue were exactly the same as the lottery tickets in his hand. However, less than a minute, a notary in uniform with a serious expression stood in front of the camera and announced in the cruelest voice: The result of this lottery was abnormal, and the number just issued was invalid.

He cursed fiercely, then felt his whole body being exhausted and sat down softly on the chair beside the wall.

God is so fucking unfair. I tried my best to come in. I originally thought I could get some benefits, but I didn't expect that this would be the result.

Qian Guangsheng felt a little bitter in his mouth.

He shook his head, sighed helplessly, struggled to stand up from the chair, lowered his head, and planned to leave.

Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly heard an extremely slight sound.

"Bang!Bang bang!"

In a deadly environment, the sound is so clear that Qian Guangsheng cannot ignore it.

He subconsciously thought, could someone find out that he was secretly coming in, and the footsteps of the followers behind him?

He rushed out of the room, but saw a darkness in the corridor without a single figure.

The voice continued.

Qian Guangsheng quickly identified the direction. He returned to the room, passed between the workbench and the microscope, and came to the front of the wall stuffed with wooden boards.

The sound was even louder, and it was certain that there was some kind of living thing inside the wall, perhaps a mechanical one.

When his fingers touched the wooden board, Qian Guangsheng hesitated a little, thinking that he would rather not care about so much and turn around and leave.

No matter what was there, Qian Guangsheng had no idea of ​​stealing and making money at the beginning at this time.

He felt that there was an invisible weirdness here, shrouded in an indescribable terrible atmosphere. Especially the bloody smell that had entered the room before, Qian Guangsheng could not remove it from his mind.

He is a doctor or works in a laboratory department. He is very sensitive to the odor emitted by the blood.

Let me take a look, just take a look.

With this idea, Qian Guangsheng pulled off the wooden board with great force.

A black shadow flashed through the wall and rushed towards Qian Guangsheng.

He was startled and quickly retreated with the wooden board in his arms.

Soon, Qian Guangsheng saw clearly, and the wall blocked the black shadow inside. If more wooden boards were not removed, it would not come out at all.

The light illuminated the darkness and exposed the secrets that Liu Tianming and Song Jiahao had worked hard to keep.

Chen Po's face covered with pus and rotten flesh appeared in the gap. Her lips had rotten, and the joint between her teeth and gums was shaking. Dirty and smelly mucus flowed in her nostrils, and her forehead was ragged due to constant impact, and the gray-white blood dripped down her cheeks. She stared at the trembling Qian Guangsheng with an extremely fierce look, and a deep and cold roar was heard in her mouth.

Qian Guangsheng completely froze.

He never dreamed that such a terrible monster was locked in the basement.

This also solved the questions that had been lingering in Qian Guangsheng's mind for a long time, and it was a side proof of what Zhang Liangcai said, such as guaranteed project quality.

Without a strong cage, how could it be possible to stop such a ferocious monster?

Also, Zhang Liangcai said that when workers were working in the basement, someone kept playing music for them, and the sound was very loud. Now it seems that the hell music was just to cover up the sound of the monster in the wall.

This project was chaired by the new president Song Jiahao.

Could it be that Dean Song also knows the secret here?

Thinking of this, Qian Guangsheng's fear disappeared by half.

He raised his hands and wiped his face a few hard, making himself sober. Then, he suppressed his violently beating heart and took careful steps forward.

He needs to get closer to see the monster's appearance.

The spotlights worn above the head illuminated everything, and Qian Guangsheng saw the familiar face incredibly surprised.

"Doctor Chen? Why are you?"

This sentence is exactly the same as what Liu Tianming said when he first discovered Chen Po in the basement, and it was exactly the same as what he said.

Of course, Mrs. Chen would not answer.

She had forgotten her name and everything.

Not to mention a colleague like Qian Guangsheng who is not very familiar with the unit, even if her closest relative is present, Mrs. Chen would pounce over without hesitation and ate her.

Qian Guangsheng widened his eyes and his mouth opened his head, stuffing a steamed bun.

He never thought that things would turn out like this.

Mrs. Chen, an acquaintance she knew, turned into a monster.

These words are difficult to associate together. However, this is the clear truth before your eyes.

Who did it?

Qian Guangsheng subconsciously remembered the new dean Song Jiahao, and the triangle formed by his hair at the security door in the basement last night.

He thought of another possibility.

Obviously, someone knows what is happening in the basement. Perhaps, the insider is studying Mrs. Chen. Isn't it? There is a workbench, a microscope, and various research tools... especially the bloody smell in the air, which has not yet dissipated until now.

Since it is a secret, it must have its value.

It was as if I knew that Wang Yilei was pregnant through the test sheet at that time, and used this as a threat to force her to have a relationship with her.

Therefore, any secret in this world has its value. The difference is whether it is worth it or not.

Looking at the hideous zombie Chen Po, Qian Guangsheng seemed to see a large gold mine that had not yet been developed.

It must be Dean Song, it must be Song Jiahao.

Otherwise, he would not have spent so much money to let Zhang Liangcai bring people in to renovate the basement. Since even Zhang Liangcai's old hat could get more than 100,000 yuan in project payment, why can't I get a share of it?

This thought became stronger and stronger in my mind, and Qian Guangsheng was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down. He put the wooden boards removed from the wall back in, and carefully checked them for no trace left. Then he turned off the light and quickly retreated.

Qian Guangsheng has already thought of his follow-up plan.

It's very simple, just focus on the new Dean Song Jiahao.

...

Military training is over.

Lieutenant Tian Guangyao admired Liu Tianming very much. In his words, this kid is a good material for joining the army. Unfortunately, he had to be a doctor who was in the wrong position.

Liu Tianming could only smile at these words, and then pretended not to hear anything.

The armory was filled with various weapons. Liu Tianming was very envious of these guns, but there was no way. The legal restrictions destined him to do so. Not to mention real guns and live ammunition, even if he possessed a simulated gun that could cause injuries, it was not something that citizens of the Republic could have.

Liu Tianming was already thinking about whether he should spend money to buy or make some knives with great power after he went back.

He has never been more worried about the future as he is now.

Today is the last day of military training. At 5:30 in the afternoon, Tian Guangyao finished the training half an hour earlier than usual. More than a dozen students gathered together to hold a simple farewell party for Liu Tianming. There were no gifts or dinners, but just verbally congratulated him. The scene was very enthusiastic, which made Liu Tianming reluctant to leave.

Lieutenant Tian Guangyao hugged his shoulder and sent it to the gate of the military camp.

"I said, why don't you follow the people in your hospital?"

Tian Guangyao has always been very confused about this matter: "They finished military training yesterday. And your girlfriend also took a bus with them yesterday afternoon. They should all rest in the hotel at the foot of the mountain. In fact, you don't have to train with everyone today, and you can save you from walking back now."

Liu Tianming smiled faintly and said nothing.

All of this is arranged by Section Chief Yan of the Finance Department.

According to the plan, the military training was indeed over yesterday.

However, Section Chief Yan paid an extra payment, which increased Liu Tianming's training time by one day. In this way, the bus took everyone except him down the mountain yesterday afternoon. Zheng Xiaoyue told Liu Tianming on the phone that he knew what was going on, but he didn't take it seriously.

The surname Yan is deliberately provoking people.

He will definitely not send a car to pick me up today.

From the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, I have to walk the three-kilometer road myself.
Chapter completed!