Ye Fan took off his black clothes, left the fifth floor, and went to the laboratory upstairs.
The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect guarding Devil's Island were originally the elites of the main sect and branch temples.
However, their long-term comfortable life has long since given them no desire to pursue martial arts.
Hua Xianghai's imperial skills were so bad, he probably couldn't be any better! He entered the upstairs corridor and walked in carefully against the wall.
The corridor was very quiet, and no one seemed to be in any of the research rooms.
Ye Fan frowned and sniffed lightly with his nose, "The smell of blood?"
After walking through more than a dozen rooms in a row, it was still like this! He took out a piece of wire from his pocket, inserted it into the key of one of the doors, twisted it slightly, and opened the door.
This research room is forty to fifty square meters, and there are many research equipments in it.
But at this time, the inside was in a mess, and there were many blood spots on the floor and walls.
Ye Fan closed the door and squatted on the ground to observe carefully.
The time it took for the blood spots to solidify varied. The earliest one was estimated to be more than half a month ago, while the latest one was very positive and should have been within a day or two! He left the room and continued to explore upwards.
Who would have known that all the research rooms on the tenth floor would be in this situation.
Apart from the equipment, there was no data left inside, and even the computer was empty.
"No matter, take them all back and see if they can recover a little!"
Ye Fan inserted the computer into the space stone.
He has crammed no less than fifty computers, hoping that the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect can leave some mistakes, at least not delete them so cleanly.
Come to the twentieth floor, which is the archives floor.
There were shredded waste papers everywhere on the ground, which had no intelligence value.
Ye Fan searched for more than half an hour, then returned disappointed and continued walking up.
It may be that the research on Devil's Island has entered into the guard work, and the patrolling Blood Demon Sect disciples are very perfunctory.
Some people shined their flashlights at the elevator entrance and left with cigarettes in their mouths.
Ye Fan searched all the way and came to the twenty-sixth floor.
There are several very special rooms here, with the names of "specially invited researchers" hanging outside.
Not surprisingly, it was equally messy inside, and the smell of blood was very strong.
If those laboratories use living subjects for experiments, but the room where the specially invited researchers are located is a private resting place, how come there is such a strong smell of blood?
"Slaying the mill and killing the donkey?"
Ye Fan touched his chin, shook his head and sighed bitterly.
That should be right.
The research work is almost over. How can the Blood Demon Sect let these scientists leave alive?
Alas, it's a pity that they contributed so much to the Blood Demon Sect and ended up dead in a different place! At this moment, a weak breath came from a room. The breath only lasted for a moment, but it quickly dissipated and returned to silence.
"Someone!"
Ye Fan became energetic, quickly came to the door of the room, and quietly opened the door.
The room is not big. It only has a desk and a sofa and coffee table. It is simple and just a temporary place to rest and work.
Ye Fan closed the door, mobilized his mental power to encompass the room, and looked around, but found no signs of life.
"No, there was clearly a sound of breathing just now."
Ye Fan touched his chin and searched around, but still found nothing.
Although the breathing was very slight, even for high-level warriors, it would be difficult to detect it, but Ye Fan was still sure that someone was definitely hiding in this room! Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes were fixed on the desk.
Generally, desks have a space for footrests, a large space, and a row of drawers on both sides.
But this desk is very special. The drawers on both sides of it are obviously shorter and smaller, and the space is wide open. It is empty except for a computer host.
The computers that Ye Fan had put into the Space Stone before were all all-in-one computers.
Why is this office so special that it has a dedicated computer host?
!Ye Fan noticed something was wrong, squatted in front of his desk, reached out to fish it out, and saw his whole arm entering a layer of electronic glow.
"Hey, simulation shows!"
Ye Fan smiled.
Before he could react, an old man in a white coat rushed out from the other side of the desk, opened the door in horror, and ran out of the office.
Ye Fan stepped forward quickly, but the corridor outside was empty. Where was the old man anywhere?
"Okay, stop hiding."
Ye Fan closed the door again, "It's a bit amazing, you can actually play the simulation to this extent.
If it had been anyone else, he would have been deceived by you!"
Ye Fan came to the desk again, reached under the desk, and with a little force, he pulled out a large box from inside.
The box is eighty centimeters long, wide and high, translucent, and has a small chip designed in each corner.
At this time, the little old man who ran out was hugging himself into a ball and looking at Mark with fear.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me... dead, all dead, all dead..." The little old man was very sloppy, his eyes were cloudy, and his body was trembling. He glanced at Ye Fan and then retreated, feeling a little abnormal.
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Ye Fan opened the high-tech box, and a stench suddenly came from it.
"Let me go, he hasn't been pooping and peeing in the box for the past two days, right?"
Ye Fan endured the nausea and helped the little old man out.
The little old man trembled even more, "Don't kill me... don't kill me, I... I have contributed to the country, don't kill me..." "Ahem.
Old gentleman, I am not a bad person, I am here to save you."
Ye Fan felt his pulse and found that his physical condition was not bad, but he was a little weak.
Looking at the corner of the box, there are also many compressed food packaging bags.
Ye Fan helped him sit down on the sofa and poured him a glass of water.
The little old man was scared to death, but when he saw the water, he instinctively took a drink from the cow.
After a while, he collapsed and shook his head in confusion.
"The liberated areas are hoho! Mass production is hoho! The army and the people are mobilizing together! The military and engineering teams are hoohoo! Mutual aid groups!
Hey hey..." Ye Fan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard that the little old man actually sang a red song.
"Those people from the Blood Demon Sect didn't invite these scientists to Devil's Island for research in the name of the country, right?
Damn it, I’ve seen shameless people, but I’ve never seen such shameless people!”
Ye Fan looked at the name tag on the little old man's chest and suddenly said: "National Special Researcher, Comrade Li Zhong, stand at attention!"
"yes!"
The little old man trembled, stood up reflexively, and replied loudly: "Leader, leader, okay!"
This loud sound startled Ye Fan.
Fortunately, I mobilized my mental power in advance to isolate this room, otherwise the whole building could hear it.
"Ahem, in view of Comrade Li Zhong's outstanding performance in research work, on behalf of the people of the country, I commend Comrade Li Zhong!"
With that said, Ye Fan took out a first-class merit medal from the space stone.
This was awarded to him by Shangguan Liuyun and Pan Yunhai.
He has made many contributions to the country in the past two years. Although his identity has not been officially disclosed and he has not served in the military region, Shangguan Liuyun still gave him many honors.
When the little old man saw the medal of merit with the national emblem printed on it, his eyes suddenly lit up and he stood up straighter.
Ye Fan put the merit medal on his chest and said: "Comrade Li Zhong, I will now award you with first-class merit. Please wait here quietly. When I complete the handover procedures, you can leave here!"
"Thank you, leader!"
The little old man covered his military medal and cried.
"Okay, now please report to me what happened here!"
Ye Fan asked in a low voice.
"Dead, all dead... Lao Chen, Lao Wang, Xiao Wu, dozens of researchers, all dead..." The little old man squatted on the ground, crying.
"You sacrificed your life for the country, and the country will never forget you!"
Ye Fan knew that it was not the right time to ask too many questions, so he changed the topic.
"How far have you reached in your research here?"
"Research?"
The little old man suddenly raised his head, squinted his eyes and grinned stupidly: "Welcome the leader to give us guidance!"
He pulled Ye Fan mysteriously to the bookshelf, opened a compartment, and took out a black box from inside.
"Wow, leader, I've been forgetting about food and sleep recently. I haven't been out of the house in two years, and I've developed a lot of deadly weapons.
Come and see my research results!
"The little old man is obviously mentally disturbed.
He opened the box cheerfully and saw a mess of dangerous items such as grenades, bombs, pistols, pills, etc. inside.
Then, he took out a box from a compartment, which contained boxes of special powder.
Ye Fan sniffed the tip of his nose and suddenly broke into a cold sweat, "I'll go, it's all high-concentration gunpowder raw materials?!
Where did you get it?"
“Shh!
The little old man laughed and said, "Boss, please keep your voice down."
Those people outside will watch me every day, so I study secretly here, just secretly.
I prepared these things myself, search a little here, scrape a little there, hehe..." Ye Fan looked at the little old man who was well prepared. He estimated that when he was awake, he had already seen that the people of the Blood Demon Sect were not malicious.
He had good intentions, so he took precautions and secretly created many things to protect himself.
But he didn't expect that the people of the Blood Demon Sect were all martial arts masters, and they would attack decisively and ruthlessly.
After witnessing the massacre of his colleagues, he collapsed and had no time to assemble the firearm.
The little old man smashed it, then found a black box, "Boss, this is the banana bomb I invented.
Do you want to take a look?" "Banana bomb?" Ye Fan gasped, "Oh my god, you actually invented the banana bomb?!
"Hey, of course!"
The little old man nodded proudly, took out two things from the black box, and laughed: "Look, this is the banana bomb!"
"Bah..." Ye Fan almost dislocated his jaw.
Because the two hands of the Mediterranean Sea are holding a grenade and a banana.
The cheating grass-mud horse is actually the legendary banana and bomb!
Suddenly, Ye Fan seemed to realize something and waved his hand quickly: "Okay, Comrade Chen Zhong, I'm going to hand over your procedures now. You stay here honestly and don't go anywhere.
When I take care of things, I will take you away!"
He didn't have time to continue playing with a crazy person.