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Chapter 87 Evidence of Crime: The Mutant Crematorium

Inside the corridor, all the special police officers were frantically holding their guns, leaning against the iron cages, looking around warily.

But there was nothing around them, and they had no idea which direction to aim at.

"Damn it, use our infrared scanning equipment!"

The captain gave the order with a furrowed brow.

One of the team members decisively took out a device about the size of a mobile phone from his waist and carefully scanned the surroundings. However, after scanning the entire area, the team member said with a puzzled look, "Captain, there are only a few of us. There are no extra people."

His device contained only the six SWAT officers surrounding the cage and the six mutants locked inside.

The captain grabbed the instrument and examined it carefully; his tension instantly dissipated.

He tossed the infrared scanning device back, glanced at the scanner by the corridor, and couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Damn it, can't they use a different machine? This old thing from the last century almost scared me to death."

He clearly believed that the scanner in the lab was malfunctioning. After all, many of the things in the lab were a generation older than them, so it was normal for them to have occasional problems.

"Lift the alert, continue delivering, hurry up and get back."

The captain muttered something and signaled his men to continue pushing the cage and setting off.

Logan and his two companions, pressed against the wall outside the corridor, listened to the conversation of the SWAT officers in the distance and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

They took advantage of the moment when the special police were in a panic and ran out along the wall.

After all, that wasn't a good place to start a fight. If a fight broke out, the gunfire would spread throughout the entire laboratory, and the alarm would sound immediately.

Once it gets to that point, the SWAT team will arrive immediately to surround the underground laboratory, greatly increasing the difficulty of escape. Logan and his team might even be trapped and die inside the laboratory.

Therefore, Logan and his team do not want any conflict for the time being unless absolutely necessary.

"A bunch of idiots." Klaus couldn't help but complain as he watched the SWAT team return to normal and continue chatting about trivial matters.

"Shhh."

Logan let out a soft breath. "Don't speak yet."

After saying that, he turned to look at the end of the corridor.

This is the main hall of the laboratory. It is very spacious. If the decorators did not deliberately create a nostalgic style, then it means that this laboratory is a product that has been passed down from the last century.

Under the dim light, there were all sorts of huge instruments that looked like cabinets. On the table were many test tubes and experimental solutions of various colors, as well as microscopes, culture instruments and other common laboratory items. However, without exception, these things looked more like antiques.

Some staff members dressed in white cleanroom suits stood by the instruments, watching the data on the instruments and recording it in their notebooks.

In addition, the hall connects to many corridors leading to various specialized laboratories.

At that moment, the special police pushed the cage out, and almost simultaneously, several staff members wearing cleanroom suits walked out from the other side of the corridor.

"We've left the person here."

The SWAT team leader waved to them, signaling for staff to come and coordinate.

"There are six in total, two small and four large. None of them have any external injuries. Take a look."

The captain pointed to the mutants being held in the cage.

One of the staff members shone a small flashlight into the cage, inspected it, nodded, and then took the form handed to him by the team leader and signed his name.

"Alright, they're yours now."

The captain smiled as he looked at the signature on the form, then led his team away.

The staff members, on the other hand, skillfully took the cages and pushed them into a passageway.

The process was very practiced, and it was clear that this was not the first time they had done it.

Logan watched the staff members' retreating figures, pondered for a moment, and then said softly, "Follow them; maybe we can find the detention area."

Their primary objective is to free the mutants; finding the detention area is of paramount importance.

After saying that, the three of them quietly followed the staff upstairs.

But they had only taken a few steps when Klaus suddenly spoke up, "Look, the control room is over here!"

Logan looked up and saw the sign for the main control room. The door was closed, and he had no idea what was going on inside.

Logan stared at the door of the control room, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I'm going to take control of the control room. You all continue to follow these staff members, and proceed according to plan."

The main control room controls the suppression collars worn by all mutants, as well as the situation at the main laboratory cell doors.

If the control room cannot be controlled, the cells holding the mutants and the restraint collars cannot be opened, and even if the cells are found, it will be a waste of effort.

Klaus and Marcos nodded. At the same time, Logan felt a hard object being shoved into his hand. Klaus then said, "This USB drive already has a virus program written on it. Once it's plugged into the computer in the main control room, it can take over any privileges."

By cracking the computer's various access controls, they could control the entire prison through the computer.

Logan nodded, put the USB drive away, and released Klaus's hand.

In an instant, his figure appeared in the corridor. Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Logan rolled and hid around the corner of the corridor.

Be careful.

Logan heard Klaus's voice in his ear, "We'll tell you after we find the location of the cell."

"Um."

Logan nodded toward the source of the sound while carefully surveying his surroundings.

Since it was working hours, everyone was busy conducting various experiments in the laboratory. The corridor was very empty, with only the backs of the staff transporting mutants in front of them. None of them noticed Logan suddenly appearing in the distance behind them.

Logan stared at the door to the main control room, thought for a moment, then quickly ran to the door and pushed it open.

The huge main control room is filled with various computers and monitoring screens; it can be said that this room controls all the electronic components of the entire laboratory.

At that moment, there were only three people in the main control room. Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, all three of them turned to look at him.

Logan stared at the three men, then froze in place, his muscles beneath his clothes slowly tensing, the steel claws between his fingers seemingly about to burst forth.

"grass……"

He was about to roar and finish off the three men when one of them suddenly interrupted, "Hey, you guys are always so slow. I've been reporting this for repairs for days, and you're only just getting here now."

Logan froze, staring in astonishment at the person who had spoken.

The other two calmly withdrew their gazes and continued to play with their phones, seemingly unsurprised by Logan's arrival.

"What are you still standing there for? Unit 3, hurry up, it's been broken for three days, you can't expect it to fix itself."

The person who had spoken earlier urged him again, seemingly quite displeased with Logan's slow pace of work.

Logan immediately understood; the other party had clearly mistaken him for a repairman.

He nodded quickly and said, "Okay, coming right away."

After saying that, he closed the door and rushed to the No. 3 machine, following the direction pointed out by the staff.

Logan tried pressing the power button, while cautiously glancing at the three people chatting on their phones not far away.

One of them, while playing on his phone, complained, "Take a good look at this. This No. 3 machine is always malfunctioning. We applied to the higher-ups for a replacement, but the finance department keeps dragging their feet. It's not like it's their money. I really don't know why that guy has been dragging it out for so long."

Logan nodded. The computer had now turned on normally and seemed to be working fine. Logan couldn't help but ask, "It can boot up and there's nothing wrong with it."

"It can be turned on."

Another person spoke up impatiently, "But the program won't open; it's just a glowing screen right now."

"oh."

Logan clicked the mouse haphazardly a couple of times, then said in a serious tone, "The computer might be infected with a virus."

"Infected with a virus? Our firewalls here are very advanced."

The first person to speak to Logan leaned close, his brow furrowed, and asked, "Can it be fixed? We'll need some of the files on this computer in the future."

"Many viruses can bypass firewalls," Logan shrugged and said with a smile. "But don't worry, it can be fixed, it'll be done soon."

After saying that, he took out the USB drive that Klaus had prepared from his pocket and plugged it into the computer.

As soon as the USB drive was connected to the computer, a command pop-up window appeared on the screen, displaying the loading signal.

2%...5%...8%...

"What is this?"

The staff curiously peered in, staring at the loading signal on the screen.

Logan remained calm, pointed to the USB drive, and said casually, "This is an antivirus program I wrote myself. As long as it runs, it can eliminate 99% of viruses. Basically, this thing can solve any computer that is infected with a virus."

He rambled on without batting an eye, while the staff member next to him nodded in approval, "Looks like your technical department does have some skills."

He patted Logan on the shoulder, turned around and went back to his seat. "Let us know when you're done."

After saying that, he picked up the teacup on the table, leaned back in his chair, raised his legs and put them on the table, and looked at his companion in a very comfortable manner, chatting casually.

Logan looked at the three of them and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had only encountered three idiots; otherwise, he might have been in some trouble.

He turned his attention back to the computer screen, where the progress bar was steadily increasing, indicating that the decryption should be completed in about three minutes.

While waiting for the progress bar to finish, Luo was already thinking about how to deal with the three idiots behind him.

These three idiots were, after all, staff members in the main control room. Even if they didn't know things like antivirus programs, they definitely knew how to control the computers.

If I were to openly release all the mutants and turn off the control collars right under their noses, the three of them would definitely notice, and if they pressed the alarm, that would be troublesome.

Therefore, it would be safer to knock them out.

As he was pondering, Logan overheard the three of them chatting, and the content of their conversation made him pause slightly, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

"If I remember correctly, a few more mutants are supposed to be delivered today."

The person lying in the chair turned to look at his two companions. "This is already the third batch this month. It seems their experiments have reached a critical stage."

"If they're here, they're here. Those guys deserved to die anyway. They were all genetically mutated monsters who shouldn't have existed in this world. If they could make some contributions to society before they died, then they died a worthy death."

The person who had been engrossed in their phone responded with a look of disgust, seemingly harboring a deep hatred for mutants.

Another person put down the magazine in their hand and said with great interest, "I saw in the news before that these mutants are almost extinct. I thought they had become an endangered species long ago, but I didn't expect there to be so many left."

"Actually, most of them escaped from the laboratory. Those guys are always thinking about going out to kill people. They are simply a cancer on society."

"They are abnormal by nature. Most of them have mental problems. I think their ancestors were born from interbreeding with animals. They are all beasts."

"You're right. I think the government should pass a law that allows citizens to shoot mutants for fun whenever they find them. If that happens, I believe we'll be able to see the last protected mutant in the zoo."

"Wouldn't the scientists in the lab be taking to the streets to protest? They still need those guys as guinea pigs in the lab."

"Actually, it's about the same when you calculate it. Dozens of guys are thrown into the incinerator every day in the lab. Some worthless ones are also thrown in and burned alive. At this rate, I think their extinction is not far off. After all, there are actually many labs like ours."

"By the way, has the incineration speed in our lab increased recently? I keep hearing screams coming from the crematorium, which used to be a rare occurrence."

"It seems like the experiment has reached a critical point. The scientists are all busy and don't have time to euthanize them. Since they're no longer of any use, they're just thrown in and burned."

"Looks like those guys at the crematorium must be exhausted. Burning living things is much more troublesome than burning dead things."

"What's so tiring about it? Just throw it into the stove and turn it on."

"It's different. The living struggle, and their ashes are everywhere, making it a hassle to sweep up. The dead are much easier to deal with; they're all on the cremation table, so you can just sweep them up."

"..."

The three chatted amongst themselves, as if the execution of mutants was merely a pastime for them.

They even talked about how yesterday a mutant mother and child were burned together. The child struggled in the furnace, and the mother broke free and rushed into the furnace to try to rescue him, but she was also burned to ashes.

The three of them laughed heartily, devoid of any humanity, and instead mocked the mother's foolishness.

"Damn it!"

Logan's face was so dark it looked like it was about to drip water, and the anger in his eyes was uncontrollable.

He originally only wanted to knock these three people unconscious, but now it seems that what they need is not to faint, but to go and see God in person and repent for their sins!

A staff member nearby heard his voice, stopped chatting, got up and walked over, asking with concern, "What's wrong? Are you in trouble?"

"no."

Logan shook his head with his back to him.

However, the next second, a cold light suddenly flashed before the staff member's eyes.

Whoosh!

By the time he realized what was happening, Logan's fist was already pressed against his neck, and his steel claws easily pierced through his neck, causing blood to spurt out.

Logan stared intently at him. "You're the one in trouble!"

After saying that, he pulled out the steel claws fiercely, and hot blood gushed out.

The staff member instinctively clutched his neck, his face deathly pale, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. He staggered back two steps, staring at Logan in disbelief, before finally collapsing completely.

The blood instantly stained the ground red.

The sudden turn of events caught the other two staff members off guard.

"Fuck!"

"You're a mutant?!"

"Quickly, sound the alarm..."

As the two reacted and tried to pull the alarm, Logan pounced like a hunting wolf, stabbing one man to death with each hand. His sharp steel claws easily sliced ​​open their chests, splitting their bodies in two, and they fell heavily to the ground, their internal organs and intestines spilling out along with the blood.

"call."

Logan slowly exhaled, the anger in his eyes lessening as the three men fell. He stared at the three corpses on the ground and shook his head in disgust.

He didn't want to kill anyone, but these three people had completely lost all humanity.

Among these mutants, some may indeed retain some bestial characteristics, such as eyes or ears, or even wolf claws.

They may have traces of animality on their bodies, but deep down they are still human.

But these self-proclaimed human beings have turned into beasts from the bottom of their hearts, and have innocently abandoned the pity and compassion that humans should have.

The air force captain has a human body, but harbors the heart of a beast!

He retracted the steel claws and looked at the screen. The USB drive had now been hacked, and he could now control the entire laboratory.

Logan rushed to the computer and opened the layout of the laboratory.

At that moment, John and Klaus's voices came through the portable headset they were wearing.

Klaus whispered, "Logan, how's it going on your end? We've reached the cells, and there are a lot of mutants here!"

"The guards are changing shifts now, there aren't many of them, it's a good time to open the cells!"

John chimed in quietly.

Logan nodded. "Wait, I'm almost there."

After saying this, Logan froze the monitor screen to prevent it from recording the messages before opening the cell door and disabling all the suppressors.

Next, we just wait for news of John and the others' retreat.

As he exited the program, Logan suddenly noticed a log on his computer desktop.

Crematorium Work Log

Logan stared blankly at the file name, then couldn't help but click to view it.

[Day 015: The picket line delivered another batch of mutants today. I thought it might be a long time before it was their turn, but then the lab sent over two of them, saying they were no longer useful and we should burn them immediately.]

[Day 016: Thirty were burned today, breaking the record. That's almost a week's worth in the past. One of them woke up halfway through because I didn't give him enough sedatives. It scared me to death. Luckily, nothing serious happened. But we've realized that we don't actually need sedatives. It saves a lot of money, since they all end up as ashes anyway.]

[017: It's so noisy! Those disgusting bastards, couldn't they have just held back when they were being burned? They had to struggle in the crematorium. My ears are ringing from all this noise...]

Upon seeing these contents, Logan's face darkened completely.

There are hundreds of blog posts, each very short, but the content is completely devoid of humanity!

Logan clenched his fists, making a creaking sound, and slammed them heavily on the table, instantly breaking off a corner.

"None of these guys in the lab are any good!"

He gritted his teeth and muttered angrily to himself before saving the log to a USB drive.

These are all pieces of evidence against these guys!

(End of this chapter)