After Tang Rou came back, she found that No. 17 took the initiative to return to the experimental cabin, showing a pleased expression, and poured him nutrient solution, "Sleepy?"
The young man nodded reservedly and sank to the bottom of the water to rest.
A few minutes later, I heard a low cry from the owner who walked to the desk, "What's wrong? The report I just wrote hasn't been sent out yet!"
It sounds very crazy.
He closed his eyes with a guilty conscience, trying to hypnotize himself.
Tang Rou pulled her hair and became angry silently, then found that the computer's connection port was wet, as if someone had poured water on it.
"..." He seemed to know what happened.
She walked to the water tank, picked up the sleeping octopus, and shook his neck, "What did you do to my computer?!"
No. 17 was originally very nervous, but when she pinched her neck, she suddenly felt a subtle sense of happiness. She also felt that being grabbed by her fragile throat was a bit irritating and a little exciting. The tentacles wrapped around her wrists, and the translucent suction cups gently Sucking her skin gently.
The young man opened his wet and misty eyes and looked at her with care.
Tang Rou, "..." Her heart is as hard as a stone.
She let go of her hand resignedly, but the other party was still a little reluctant to let go. He hooked her wrist and asked softly, "No, did you pinch it?"
I stopped pinching and wanted to kill the octopus to offer sacrifice to heaven.
That report is not the most important, what is important is the information of several people she just inquired about.
Tang Rou spent a long time transferring the data on the computer server to the mobile phone on her wrist, then opened the folding screen to check whether the personal data had been stored.
Opening the folder, information about several people popped up.
Director Xue of the d-area genetic project, Song Qi, the second son of Song Biology, and Chen Cheng of the Tower of Babel Security Technology Center.
This is the main character who participated in Xiao Ning's forced injection in the dream.
Tang Rou folded her hands and thought about the name of the potion - F-773.
She had heard before that the injections for mutant injections were extracted from these deep-sea xenobiotics, but she did not know which experimental subject it was extracted from or what stage the experiment had reached.
But at present, it seems that all the human experiments in Area D have failed.
Why was this inhumane experiment not stopped? Who approved it? Is it only the Tower of Babel that does this, or are all major bases in the Commonwealth conducting human experiments?
Thinking more deeply, do these human experiments... have anything to do with the recent weird incidents happening all over the country?
The more she thought about it, the more she became absorbed in it. Suddenly she heard a low and clear male voice next to her ear, "He's upstairs."
Tang Rou subconsciously asked, "Who?"
Only then did he realize that he had been surrounded by tentacles.
No. 17 came to her side at some point, his arm quietly pressed against hers, and he looked at Tang Rou's screen.
She lowered her head and saw that the screen on her mobile phone was focused on security technical consultant Chen Cheng.
What nonsense did this little fool say? He didn't even go out, so how did he know someone was upstairs? Besides, except for a few laboratories in Area S, they are all flat floors and there is no second floor.
Suddenly, the young man frowned, then relaxed his eyebrows the next second, and said lightly, "No more."
"..." Tang Rou pinched his face, "What does it mean to be gone? Speaking of a person like this makes it sound like he is dead, which can easily be misunderstood."
The young man let her hold him, with a look of happiness and satisfaction on his face
"..."
Tang Rou continued to poke at her phone.
The young man looked at her fingers reluctantly and thought to himself, wasn't that person dead?
On the upper floor of the building not far away, someone had just died and had lost a lot of blood.
But then he saw the picture on the screen jump, and two circular buttons appeared, one red and one green. The owner clicked green, and a person's face popped up on the screen.
It was the co-ordinator of the container truck, who was taking inventory of the shipping materials, and made a direct video call to Tang Rou.
"Keeper Tang, you need to check the container supplies. If they are correct..."
The man originally lowered his head as he spoke and raised his eyes to look at the screen, but suddenly he was startled, and then his whole body froze.
His lips, which had been calm just now, began to tremble rapidly, and he could not even form a complete sentence.
Tang Rou clicked on the small frame and saw a young man with dark hair and dark eyes coming in with half of his face, delicate and pale as a sculpture.
At the same time, the man's trembling voice came from the receiver, "Tang, Breeder Tang, the experimental subject in your office... seems to have escaped from the water tank."
His voice was trembling, and he looked very frightened.
Tang Rou pushed No. 17's head away and said gently, "Ignore him, please continue."
The man opened his mouth slightly, as if he couldn't react. Then he lowered his head stiffly and mechanically reported the items on the list to her one by one.
When he looked up again, the corners of his eyes twitched sharply.
He saw several dark green translucent tentacles wrapped around the young woman's neck.
"Don, Don breeder! Watch out!"
The man's voice broke slightly as he spoke, as if he saw her head being separated.
The female breeder was so calm that she even felt paralyzed. She calmly pulled the tentacles away from her neck, changed her position and sat down, and said softly to him, "Please continue."
"……ah?"
The man's expression was dreamy, he was holding the list, and he was a little dazed. As soon as he opened his mouth, the screen went black.
The tentacles covered the camera.
Tang Rou, "..."
The cooperators looked at the screen blankly and heard the sounds of arguments coming from inside.
"What are you doing? Don't make trouble."
"Why are you talking to him...?"
"This is my colleague, we have work to hand over."
"What, is, a colleague?"
"Well, colleagues are people who work together."
There was silence on the other side for a few seconds, and Qingci's male voice said slowly, "Well, we are also colleagues. You, talk to me, don't talk to him..."
Facing the dark screen, the corners of the coordinator's mouth twitched.
Is this the legendary SS experimental subject?
Why...isn't it the same as imagined?
After a while, the screen finally lit up, and a piece of paper wiped the camera, revealing the woman's young and gentle face, "Okay, please continue."
The man's eyes were wandering, constantly searching for something on the screen.
After hanging up the video, the young man who was ordered by Tang Rou to stay in the corner pointed to her phone, "I want this too."
"Why? Do you want to make a call too?" Tang Rou stopped working and looked at him curiously.
This is the first time No. 17 has become curious about things other than herself.
The young man's eyes were clear and deep, and he looked at her intently, "This way, Rou can be seen even when Rou is not around..."
Oh, I see.
Tang Rou thought for a while and got up to search. Then she thought that this was a temporary office and her old mobile phone was not here, so she said to No. 17, "I'll buy you one when I get out."
The young man became visibly happy, curling his tentacles and snuggling up to her.
"Then, I will fight with you, but you don't want to fight with others."
Tang Rou had been thinking about No. 17's possessiveness a few days ago, and now she finally had an entry point to talk to him about this issue.