Chapter 943 Prismatic (14)
It seems that even if they did not respond to the call to evacuate, the people here still have certain psychological expectations for possible accidents.
At least these tightly closed doors look somewhat abnormal.
He did not stay long before paying, but carefully searched the two of them while ensuring his own safety.
Unfortunately, nothing valuable was gained.
The level of the incident was obviously not considered too serious. The two men were not equipped with weapons such as guns at all. Their weapons were all anti-explosion sticks.
In view of his peace-oriented style, even though Fu Qian was always compassionate, he never carried many bullets. After firing two shots just now, he only had nine bullets left in his body.
But now it seems that the sharpest attack method on his body at this moment cannot be replenished on the spot.
However, this situation is indeed somewhat unpredictable.
In previous missions, either abilities and items were directly restricted, and Mercy could not be worn at all, or there were no restrictions at all, and Mercy's power was far inferior to his own fists and feet. There is really no reason to use Shooting.
The two anti-explosion sticks in front of me are of good size and weight, but considering the shape, I still choose a sedative before paying.
It's just that my throat is a bit dumb.
This trophy brought along the way successfully saved Tranquil from the fate of being a door bolt.
Although the discussion with the team members just now concluded that the deeper the pollution, the greater the chance of completing the task, but Fu Qian is not inclined to choose this method.
This question seemed to touch Oliver slightly.
Fu Qian, who was mentally prepared, asked the third question directly.
Although the attire somewhat matched the room, he didn't think Oliver was doing his normal job.
The intercom has long been out of use, and other than that, there is only a bunch of keys that look like they are on the door.
Not good!
The first time he saw this face, Fu Qian couldn't help but frown.
As my thoughts raced, I asked directly before I paid the next moment.
…
Click!
The door in front of me opened in response, and a red color that was a little brighter than in the corridor came out.
The reason is very simple. The laboratory in front of me is not much different from the last time I came here. It is so clean that it doesn't look like it is in use at all.
Roar!
After observing this moment, a roar came out.
Is there someone in the corner?
And his question actually aroused the attention of the person sitting on the ground.
However, from my perspective, this is similar to adding a countdown to yourself when the situation is unclear, and it is not really a good idea.
"Sure enough, even if you hide in the dark, you can't avoid the influence of this color?"
But this person's eyes are much brighter than before... and even much more aggressive.
It's a pity that the target ignored it. After confirming that the figure in the corner still didn't move despite the roar, he took a step forward, shut the door behind him, and even put the anti-explosion stick on the door.
superior.
Regarding this issue, the first thing that Fu Qian thought of was Henry who was imprisoned here.
Henry...is really here.
Fu Qian, who committed such atrocities, did not wait for it and directly took out his tools and opened the door.
Even with this restriction, the struggle was obviously much more intense than last time.
"Oliver."
In fact, that's what he came down to confirm.
But Oliver still seemed to have no reaction, just observing his operations blankly.
He was even thinking about whether there was any way to curb this pollution.
After confirming that there was no one else in the room, Fu Qian was not polite and walked directly in front of this special character, even pulling up a chair and sitting down.
After opening several doors in a similar manner, Fu Qian stood in a familiar corridor. Not far away, there was a polluter with a broken leg struggling to crawl this way.
In addition, what this person is wearing is obviously not the same type of uniform, but more like some kind of laboratory coat.
Real staff?
"What are you looking for here?"
This is it.
Most likely it's for the cats, but unfortunately it doesn't provide much valuable information.
That's right, after magically disappearing from his waist, although he was still sitting in the safe like last time, there didn't seem to be much strange about him.
"What do you call it?"
"Henry..."
Meow!
And as he opened the safe before paying, a cat meowed unexpectedly again.
Unfortunately, as feared, although Oliver was "looking", his eyes were obviously not focused at all.
Without blinking an eye, he grabbed Henry who jumped out and held his neck with his other hand.
Otherwise, he might have let the polluters bite him a few times on the way here.
The room in front of him was none other than the place where Henry's safe was located.
Of course, given that his arms were severely deformed, climbing was more difficult.
The other party raised his face buried between his knees and answered hoarsely.
"Oliver..."
After finally picking up the bodies, Fu Qian only brought a stick with him.
The next moment, Fu Qian shook his head and sighed.
And this obviously doesn't mean much to the front.
That's right, the reason why Fu Qian took the risk was not to go straight to Huanglong, but to confirm something.
However, this time, Fu Qian did not rush in in a hurry, but stood at the door and squinted his eyes.
He is not too old, and his appearance is somewhat handsome. Unfortunately, at this moment, his sharp-edged face is covered with large swaths of fluorescence, converging into a strange shape.
This level is more serious than the gang outside, but they don't show any aggression.
"Where is Henry?"
Although the light was not too strong, he could clearly see before paying that there was a figure sitting on the ground in the corner where the safe was placed, covering his head with his hands.
Faced with the second question before him, he was stunned for a few seconds and then chose to introduce himself again.
Looking at the familiar black and white pattern in the darkness, he sighed silently before paying.
The physically disabled and strong-willed Polluter finally crawled closer and impatiently raised his head and roared.
Before he could try the keys one by one, he had already opened the door and left.
Unfortunately, I just muttered and repeated it a few times, and there was no response from this person.
With his own conclusion, he didn't ask any more questions before paying. He went directly to the safe nearby and started the technical work.
Although we have changed time and space, there is a high probability that this person will still be locked up here if he does not rescue himself.
And if the influence comes from the ubiquitous colors, then I would like to know whether it is possible to avoid the influence in this near-absolute darkness.
Unfortunately, it turns out that this is not the case. Henry's condition can only be considered slightly better than those two dogs at best.
This chapter has been completed!