The Murderer Acted So Well, The Special Police Asked Me How Many Years I Had Squatted

It has only been more than ten hours, and Bean Sprout has already changed into a different attire. She was wearing a red and white maiden costume, with white foot bags and clogs on her feet.

The little girl is not used to this kind of shoes yet, she walks unsteadily.

Hearing the knocking sound, she turned her head, and her eyes met Li Si's.

The big eyes are flickering, looking pure and innocent.

Li Si took a look, it was broken, this girl acted again.

Sure enough, Bean Sprout Xiao Suibu leaned over, looked up at him, but didn't say a word.

The two looked at each other through a door, and after a few seconds, footsteps were heard around the corner. Several people in white robes ran to Bean Sprout, both male and female, all with panicked expressions:

"My lord envoy, how did you get here?"

The group of people looked up and saw Li Si, and the expressions on their faces turned to disgust again.

One of the women covered Bean Sprout's eyes with her hands, and said a few words in Japanese.

Bean Sprout nodded obediently, and left from the iron gate without looking back.

Those people escorted Bean Sprouts away, Li Si raised her eyebrows, and found that Bean Sprouts calmly slowed down, gradually falling behind in the line.

When passing by a woman, with a slight hook of her little finger, she pulled out a bunch of keys from the other's pocket.

Bean Sprout threw the key to the ground without making a sound, and then kicked back slightly with his left foot.

With a ding, the bunch of keys flew towards Li Si.

Li Si quickly reached out and grabbed the key in mid-air. He quickly hid behind the door, when he heard the footsteps of the team stop, someone was asking something.

After a while, Bean Sprouts seemed to have been fooled, and the team moved on again.

Li Si also stuck his head out again.

Those people took the bean sprouts and went to nowhere.

There was one more thing to do, Li Si fiddled with the key chain and decided to unlock it first. But after studying it for a while, he found sadly that the door could only be opened from the outside.

So it's useless even if you get the key.

He had no choice but to press on the iron door with all his strength, gradually exerting force. The iron door made an overwhelmed creaking sound, and slowly began to deform.

A gap appeared in front of Li Si's eyes. He wiped off the sweat that didn't exist, inserted the strongest-looking key into it, and pulled it hard.

The key broke quickly, and then the next one. After a few seconds, the bolts on the door suddenly collapsed.

Li Si slammed hard and finally knocked the door open.

This series of noises did not attract anyone's attention, and it seemed that the people on board were lucky.

Li Si looked left and right, and decided to follow Dou Sprout first. He hadn't gone far before he came across the first fork in the road.

A road leads to the top, and some people are vaguely heard talking and laughing. Another road ran horizontally and ended in a door, shrouded in cool white light.

Li Si thought about it and chose the latter.

Because that road looks very gloomy, and there are hidden secrets hidden at first sight.

He leaned against the wall, always paying attention to the movement around him. There was a camera in the corner, Li Si took off his socks and covered the camera.

In this way, the people in the monitoring room will only see a piece of darkness. Compared with the camera being damaged by someone, it is more like the lights in the corridor are not turned on.

Li Si came to the door, pushed lightly, and the door was locked tightly. He suddenly remembered the keychain that Bean Sprout had given him just now.

Don't destroy the key corresponding to this door by yourself.

Li Si took out the remaining keys and tried them one by one. Fortunately, the third key opened the door successfully.

Inside the door was a chaotic scene, with used ballpoint pens and waste paper scattered all over the floor. Only a stack of documents is placed on the table in the center, neatly arranged.

Next to the table was a small cart, covered with a tablecloth.

Li Si did not flip through the documents hastily, but first checked the camera again. After confirming safety, he carefully stepped over the debris on the ground and began to read the first page of the document.

can't read……

Li Si was expressionless, and Zhang Yu felt uncomfortable. So he had no choice but to take out his phone and snap a photo.

Music sounded from nowhere, and it seemed that a banquet was being held on board.

It seems that this group of cultists has good taste, and they will hold a concert to celebrate after finishing a vote.

Leaving this wild thought behind, Li Si turned the page again. This time it's not text, but illustrations, so he can understand it.

Li Si stared at the page for a long time, and then said: "My God."

It was a bloody anatomy, with loose nerve threads like uncooked spaghetti.

On the silver-gray planing table, a person was turned inside out. Every piece of flesh was shriveled and pale, like a slaughtered pig.

Li Si closed her eyes and rubbed her cock.

This thing is a bit too exciting, and minors definitely can't watch it, and babies under the age of twenty-five can't watch it too much.

He still took this picture and saved it in his mobile phone. At this time, Li Si suddenly noticed a line of words above the picture.

Japanese is derived from Chinese, and Japanese people usually use a lot of Chinese characters. When they write names, Chinese is used extremely frequently.

So Li Si knew those four words, because it was too unexpected, he couldn't help saying it out.

"Akina...Lily?"

Boom boom boom!

There was a rush of leather boots in the corridor behind him, Li Si immediately put the document back in place, and at the same time quickly glanced around.

To his disappointment, the house seemed messy, with no place to stay, but he couldn't find a hiding place like a cabinet.

The sound of leather boots was getting closer and closer, and the door would be opened at any moment.

In desperation, Li Si lifted up the tablecloth of the trolley and found that there was a fairly large gap underneath.

Without time to think about it, Li Si quickly got into the trolley and put down the curtain. Almost at the same time, an old white man with messy hair in a suit and leather shoes rushed into the room.

Waste paper was flying in all directions.

The old man frowned, suddenly feeling a sense of disobedience.

But this room was already a mess, he didn't have time to think about it, he just rubbed his hands nervously.

"It's about to start, it's about to start..."

He muttered nervously to himself, speaking English.

start what?

When Li Si heard this sentence, before he could think about it, the cart suddenly moved.

He realized that he was being pushed out.

The old man was still chattering: "Today is my big day, big day. Hey, after today, work harder later, today..."

Li Si didn't understand what he was saying, but just thought this person was noisy.

Voices and music are getting louder.

Suddenly, the trolley seemed to pass through something, and even the light under the tablecloth became slightly brighter.

A host shouted passionately: "I know everyone has been waiting impatiently, so please, please—"

"Professor Franklin!"

Leaning backwards, Li Si was pushed up the steep slope together with the car. After a few seconds, the cart stopped.

The old man's whisper faded away, replaced by the sound of pages turning. Li Si realized that he was holding the document just now.

The microphone was handed over, the old man caught it, and coughed a few times.

He begins with:

"Everyone! Monsters of wealth, blood-stained businessmen, scum of all walks of life, and those organic garbage who can step into the upper caste by virtue of their parents, good evening everyone."

The crowd slowly fell silent.

They didn't expect to hear something like this, and it took several seconds before they made annoyed noises.

Someone approached, it was the host just now. He whispered to remind the old man not to be too presumptuous.

The old man laughed loudly:

"Haha, hahahaha. Sigh, it's just a joke. What I'm most afraid of now is making jokes. Anyway, you won't let me live for long, um..."

He paused and swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

"Okay, since everyone doesn't want to joke around, I'll get straight to the point."

"Now, let me solemnly introduce it. The ultimate crystallization of biology in this century, a thousand years ahead of the shitty Nobel Prize, my research results. Yes, it is the stuff you have been funding my research on."

The old man lowered his voice.

"It's called [Degenerative Cell Technology Linked to Blood Relatives], or [Rejuvenation Technology] for short."

"The current number of experiments is six hundred and forty-four. There is one person who succeeds."