Operation Red Book

Darkness and silence enveloped the entire passage. The oil lamp could not illuminate the end, but could only reflect the tense and vigilant faces of the three people.

The passage was long and damp, and Ivy could always smell a disgusting musty smell.

She pressed her elbow against her stomach, struggling to hold back the surge of stomach acid.

The passage has a downward curve, and the slightly slippery floor increases the difficulty of walking.

The three people's messy footsteps were particularly clear in the silence. Danger and ominousness filled the passage, and the enclosed space continued to erode the three people's psychological defenses.

I don’t know how long I walked in the corridor, but when Ivy was about to collapse, she finally saw the light at the end.

"arrive."

Ivy spoke softly, the fear in her heart overwhelmed the joy that had just risen in her heart.

She stretched out her aching fingers stiffly and clenched the gun in her hand even tighter.

Her index finger was on the trigger, her nerves tense, ready to deal a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.

Grace and Haley supported each other and followed Ivy to the small space at the end of the passage.

The space is not big, only about 30 square meters. Oil lamps are burning on the surrounding walls. There is a large iron door half-open on the wall facing the passage.

Two two-meter-long coffins were placed in a haphazard manner in the space.

There was a black coffin and a white cross, and the open coffin was covered in bloodstains.

"Well--"

Hailey covered her mouth and looked away.

Grace stared blankly at the coffin that was emitting the stench of corpse and blood, her face already covered with tears.

Ivy pushed the other unopened coffin, but unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move it at all.

"Forget it. There's no movement inside anyway."

Ivy muttered a few words and cautiously approached the half-open iron door.

"Come here, you two."

Ivy urged quietly, putting the oil lamp aside and placing her left hand on the door that was pushed open.

Just a quick glance inside and Ivy shuddered violently on the spot.

"What's wrong, Miss Ivy?" Grace looked at Ivy's trembling lips and asked worriedly.

Ivy pressed her stomach with her left hand, her face was pale, and she couldn't even form a complete sentence because of extreme fear:

"Don't, don't go... It's too dangerous... Kid, kid, you'd better go back... This is not... I haven't seen it before..."

"Ms. Ivy!" Haley called out in a low voice with blue lips.

"I won't leave you and Miss Grace. I want to know the truth, no matter how cruel it is, I want...I want to know it!"

Haley's voice was filled with fear and crying, but also with determination and pleading.

"Grace, are you sure you...can accept the result?" Ivy asked weakly with her eyes downcast.

Grace didn't answer. She leaned against Haley beside her, lowered her head, and tears as big as beans rolled down to the ground.

After a long while, Grace replied in a hoarse voice: "Well, please let me know what I have done."

"Squeak-"

Ivy turned around silently and pushed open the two large iron doors with both hands. The iron doors roared, and the space behind the doors appeared in front of the three people.

Grace's eyes widened, her pupils trembled, and her chest heaved violently.

Haley couldn't bear to see the scene in front of her, so she rested her forehead on Grace's waist and tightly grasped the corner of Grace's clothes with both hands.

The space behind the iron door is large. Unlike the darkness and depressing feeling of the passage, this space is covered with white cloth, on the walls, the floor, the door... and even on the dissecting table in the middle.

The sky was filled with white, so white that it was blinding and made Ivy's eyes ache. She could only focus on the dark red in the white.

Ivy stepped onto the soft white cloth and walked towards the girl on the dissection table step by step. Grace and Haley still followed behind her.

A naked girl was lying on the dissecting table, her hair blooming like flowers, her eyes and mouth wide open, blood flowing from the corners of her eyes and mouth, drying on her pretty face.