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Hyperion was taken aback for a moment, then quickly walked across the river of blood without making a fuss, and closed the small door smoothly.

The Pope's corpse lay quietly on the ground, spread out in a large font. The inside of the bloated body had been completely hollowed out, leaving only the bones supporting a pile of rotten flesh.When Hyperion walked over, a large group of flies looking for food was disturbed, buzzing like a black cloud.

The stench in the whole room was so strong and disgusting that Hyperion seemed to be completely unaware. He squatted down and reached out to check the Pope's body.The pope's facial expression was terrified, with a big mouth and bulging eyeballs, as if he had been frightened to death.

The veins on the side of his neck were almost swollen to the point of protruding from the skin, and urine and semen flowed out from under his body, mixed with the blood all over the ground, and he seemed to be suffocated to death.

The whole body was highly decomposed, but the only wound appeared on the abdomen, and judging from the rupture, it seemed that something had come straight out of his stomach.

The flies were buzzing around, waiting for the chance to land again, Hyperion pondered for a moment: "Quint, is there surveillance here?"

"No one will install a camera in their bedroom, Hein." Quint said, "What's wrong?"

"The Pope is dead." Hyperion got up and searched the bedroom: "The corpse has rotted and maggots have attracted flies. The normal progress of decay should be about seven days, but he only talked to me an hour ago."

"Dead?" Quint was taken aback. He hurriedly checked the previous surveillance: "About 10 minutes ago, he was accompanied by a cardinal and returned to the bedroom from the main entrance. After 3 minutes, the bishop left without any abnormality on his body. No one ever entered the bedroom again."

"He completed the seven-day decay process within four to ten minutes at most, but the blood hasn't coagulated yet, so something must have accelerated the corpse's decay." Hyperion searched and found nothing unusual: "The Pope must know something What, I originally wanted to have a detailed talk with him in private, but now this clue is completely cut off. Someone killed him to silence him."

"The murderer needs to know that the Pope has secretly revealed the news to you, even your true identity, and perfectly avoids all cameras to complete the murder without disturbing anyone. This is somewhat unlikely." Quint pondered for a moment, Suddenly he said eagerly: "A servant is coming here! We will be at the side door in about a minute. There are people patrolling the corridor at the main entrance, go through the window."

Without any hesitation, Hyperion immediately opened the window and went out, bending over and hiding in the bushes half the height of a person.He was a bit conspicuous in black clothes, and he was easy to be spotted. There was a guard wearing a goat mask standing guard at the window, with his back to Hyperion.

Hyperion stood up abruptly, covering his mouth with one hand and hitting the side of his neck with the other. Before the guard even had time to groan, he fell limply into Hyperion's arms and was dragged into the bushes.

He patched the poor guard up with a nerve knocker to ensure that he wouldn't be awake for three to five hours. Hyperion quickly changed into the guard's clothes and put on the goat's head mask.

At this time, the servant opened the door and walked into the Pope's bedroom. When he saw the scene inside, he immediately screamed, "Come on! Come on!!"

The patrolling guards in the corridor rushed over immediately, Hyperion didn't care about hiding him, and trotted towards the main door of the bedroom among the other guards, and found a chance to leave quietly in the confusion.With Quint showing him the way, and with the guard attire on his body, no one suspected him.

Having finally come out of the church, Hyperion had no time to imagine the chaos the church would face after discovering the tragic death of the pope.He found a secluded corner and took off his guard uniform and mask, lowered the threshold of the armband, covered up the smell of blood and corpses with pheromone, and sat on the aircraft heading for the administrative area with a normal expression.

Sitting down in the back row where no one was around, Hyperion said in a low voice, "I'll be back in about an hour and a half. I'll talk about it in detail when the time comes. You should sleep for a while."

"Okay." Quint agreed in this way, and suddenly felt something touched its calf, and the soft, warm touch made his whole body shudder.

He immediately lifted the quilt, and there was nothing strange inside.But when he reached out and touched it, he felt a layer of transparent and sticky liquid from the side of the quilt facing down, exuding a strange smell, as if some kind of mollusk had just crawled over it.

Quint got off the bed immediately, stepped on the floor with his bare feet, and turned the entire quilt over.The mucus was a huge puddle, and the thin quilt sank to the ground.

When he went to bed not long ago, the quilt was still good.

That is to say, during the time when he was laying down and commanded by Hyperion, something quietly crawled into his quilt, stayed there for a long time, left such a puddle of things, and finally "accidentally" touched him , After realizing that he was found, he quickly fled?

Quint thought of the pair of shoes that appeared at the door of the room before. The soles of the shoes also had the same transparent slime, but the taste was different.

Quint prides himself on being very courageous, at least not like other Omegas who scream and tremble when they are frightened. He is not afraid of horror movies or horror games, but that doesn't mean that when something really weird happens to him, he won't be too scared. Can be indifferent.

"Hain." Quint took a deep breath, his voice trembling: "You talk to me, I'm a little scared."

"What's the matter?" Hyperion asked, he keenly heard the huge fluctuations in Quint's emotions.

Quint didn't dare to lie down at all now, he threw the sticky quilt on the ground, turned on all the lights in the room, sat back on the recliner, hugged a pillow tightly in his arms, looked around vigilantly, and whispered : "I may have encountered bad things, Hayne, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

Hyperion frowned: "Ghost? I'm an atheist. What did you see? Don't be afraid, tell me about it."

"Someone knocked on the door just before, didn't I go to open the door, and found no one outside the door, only a pair of red shoes, my size, with slime on the sole." Quint stared at the pair of shoes he put in the corner of the door , curled up even tighter involuntarily: "I was lying on the bed just now, and suddenly I felt something touch my leg. I lifted the quilt and saw that it was full of mucus inside, and it was a big puddle."

Hyperion was startled, the answer was almost ready to come out.He said eagerly, "Check immediately where the leg was touched, and see if there is any wound."

Quint raised his leg and took a closer look, and found a small blood spot on his calf. He froze for a moment, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart: "There is a blood spot, like a needle prick."

"Does it hurt?"

"I don't feel anything. If you didn't ask, I wouldn't have found out."

"Hurry up and wash it. I have a nerve hitter and a particle gun in my box. You take it with you and keep the space button of the mech on. I'll go back right away. Don't sleep. When I arrive, we will go back immediately." Check out and find another place."

When Quint heard the words, he immediately went to the bathroom to wash the blood spots on his legs, and he still didn't feel any discomfort after washing.He pinched his leg, felt the pain, confirmed that it wasn't the toxin that had paralyzed the nerves, he was relieved, but still found the antidote and gave himself a needle.

Before he came, Hanselton gave him a mecha for self-defense, and the space button was made into a bracelet. Quint opened the space button, took out the particle gun from the Hyperion box, and pinned it to his waist. Clutching the Knob in his hand, he waited vigilantly for Hyperion's return.

Hyperion kept talking to him in a low voice, distracting him, and Quint soon became less afraid.Chatting with Hyperion about some irrelevant topics, he lay on the recliner, gradually feeling warm all over his body, his eyelids were heavy, and he couldn't help but want to close them: "Hyne, I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep."

"Don't sleep, I've already got off the car, you wait for me at the door." Hyperion quickly rushed out of the aircraft just as the car door opened, and ran towards the hotel: "Quint, don't sleep, don't sleep again. Give me 5 minutes!"

"Okay, I won't sleep." Quint struggled to open his eyes, stood up, raised his hands and rubbed his face vigorously, and went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.He was indeed sober in the minute after washing his face, but it was like when Zhumingsa was in school when he was young. If he stayed up late at night, he would be so sleepy in class the next day that he would not even be able to stand. can fall asleep.

Quint walked back and forth in the room, his footsteps were flimsy, and finally stopped at the door. Hyperion had already rushed into the hotel lobby and pressed the elevator.Amidst Alpha's unsteady panting and eager words, the strange warmth imprisoned his brain, and Quint could no longer support himself, leaning against the door and falling asleep.

Hearing that there was no movement over there, Hyperion was very anxious, the elevator stopped on the sixteenth floor, he ran out in big strides, and opened the door with his fingerprints.

All the lights in the room were on, and every corner was brightly lit, so there was no way for the huge pink slug to hide.It was about one meter long, with a chubby body. It carried the unconscious Quint to the window, leaving a trail of glistening slime on the ground.

Hearing the sound of Hyperion's intrusion, the slug's body shrank suddenly, and then quickly climbed up the opened window, one of its tentacles was still tugging at Quint's ankle.

"Let him go!" Hyperion roared, raised his hand and shot at the slug, the slug couldn't dodge in time, the laser beam passed through the soft body, and immediately sprayed out a puddle of pink mucus, which stuck to Quint's body.

The slug hissed and let go of its tentacles to escape, but there was no chance. Three lasers shot at it one after another, smashing most of its body into mud.It thumped weakly, fell against the window, and stopped moving.

Hyperion hurried forward to pick up Quint, Omega's body was covered with slug mucus, exuding a strange fragrance.His eyes were closed tightly, his breathing was weak, and his whole body was limp. Hyperion opened his eyelids and found that the light reflection of his pupils had disappeared, and he was in a deep coma.

The two staff members who were on duty at the hotel were alarmed by the sound of the shooting and rushed over. Seeing the huge slug with half its body rotting on the ground, they were so shocked that they couldn't even speak.

A few seconds later, one person murmured, "What is that?"