Volume Two, The First Floor. Doomsday Chapter 59. Thoughts of Escape
“Didi, click——”
The door of Room 73 opened again, Meng Han turned on the light and led a large group of people into the room.
Tang Ling knelt down next to the unconscious Zhou Ke, with the quilt covering his body. Tang Ling put his head on her knees to make him lie more comfortably.
Zhao Qingsong fell on the floor beside him, motionless.
The two fallen people, the only one who was unharmed, and the broken chains on the ground, the situation was already very clear.
"Tie her up."
Meng Han closed the door of No. 73 and directed his two subordinates.
Tang Ling raised her head and stared fiercely at the doctor who was walking towards her. Vivid emotions burst out from her previously empty pupils. If you look closely, you will find that Tang Ling's body has been trembling slightly at the moment, although it is not obvious.
, but it can be seen that she is trying hard not to show timidity at this moment.
Meng Han obviously noticed this. She stared at Tang Ling condescendingly, her face full of pain, and scolded: "Experimental Subject No. 73 went berserk and killed three people. You really let me down."
But the unstoppable excitement and success in her eyes were completely different from what she said.
They're still alive! I didn't kill anyone!
Tang Ling was tied up with layers of chains again without any resistance. The doctor pulled the chains around her neck hard and led her towards Meng Han. Tang Ling kept struggling and hurriedly turned back.
Find Zhou Ke.
Meng Han grabbed Tang Ling's arm and roughly grabbed Tang Ling's head with both hands. She leaned into Tang Ling's ear and whispered, "Yes, you didn't kill anyone. Just watch carefully."
One of the doctors put on rubber gloves and foot gloves, picked up the knife that Zhao Qingsong had dropped, raised the knife towards the dying man, stabbed him down hard, and hit his head.
wear.
Tang Ling clearly saw that Zhao Qingsong, whose body was still rising and falling due to breathing, suddenly stopped the moment the knife fell. His palms spread aside, the tiny fingers trembled, and then they opened slightly.
, and finally froze there.
he died.
The doctor stepped on Zhao Qingsong's head, pulled out the deeply sunken knife, shook off the blood, and slowly walked towards Zhou Ke, who was unconscious beside him.
no, do not want!
Tang Ling struggled fiercely. Seeing the doctor's actions, she almost wanted to throw herself on him to stop him, but her body was restrained by the heavy chains. Meng Han arbitrarily fixed her head, cruelly letting her witness
Witness the carnage that follows.
Zhou Ke's body was still covered with a snow-white bedding, and the skin that was not covered was covered with deep and shallow marks. There were still tears on his face that had not dried, and his brows were furrowed tightly, as if he had had a nightmare.
, but cannot escape.
don't want!
The doctor walked towards Zhou Ke step by step. The footsteps of death were slowly approaching. His figure hit Zhou Ke with the pale incandescent light above, wrapping him up. He raised the knife and moved towards
Zhou Ke, a cold light flashed.
Whoosh!
Everything is over.
Large swaths of red stained Tang Ling's eyes, stinging her eyes and making them blurry. The surging heat climbed up and accumulated in the corners of her eyes, and finally squeezed out of her eye sockets, one after another.
"My dear, they all died because of you."
Meng Han looked at the despair on Tang Ling's face and smiled with satisfaction. She kindly wiped away the tears that fell from the corners of Tang Ling's eyes and laughed wildly uncontrollably.
"No. 73, I hope you can stay away from everything that makes you unhappy."
Zhou Ke sat next to her, with a lively smile on his face, and his eyes full of innocence, which was a piece of white paper without stains.
Now he can no longer open his eyes.
Tang Ling had had enough.
She's had enough of everything here.
This hopeless, suffocating, dark life.
For the sake of their own unwarranted selfish desires and power, human beings indiscriminately vent out on defenseless children. In their eyes, there are no helpless children, no fresh and agile lives, everything is just a brick and a brick for their great cause of development.
.
In the eyes of that group of people, these experimental subjects should all be monsters that can be slaughtered by others.
Who is more of a monster?
She was forcibly put into a glass cabin and sent to be punished for killing someone out of control. Tang Ling lay in it, numbly watching the cabin door close little by little, and never resisted again.
She wants to be freed.
Meng Han felt that she had never been happier than she was now. She could hardly restrain the raised corners of her mouth. She pretended to cough twice, and then threatened her subordinates behind her in a low voice: "I believe you know which one is lighter."
What’s more important, what words should be said and what shouldn’t be said.”
"OK."
Meng Han nodded with satisfaction and stood at the door of Room 73, waiting quietly for the higher-ups to investigate.
"Meng Han!"
Before the higher-ups could arrive, Meng Ling ran over aggressively from the other end of the corridor, holding a long knife and looking at Meng Han sinisterly: "Where is that damn monster?"
"You have been sent to the punishment room, what happened?"
"You asked me what happened! It killed Zhao Qingsong! I want to kill that beast!"
Although Meng Ling does look down on some of Zhao Qingsong's methods, it is undeniable that Zhao Qingsong can indeed be called her partner. And just today, her partner died unexpectedly while she was resting, and she was still on guard.
Meng Ling's anger can be imagined in the strict underground research institute.
"Calm down, you don't have the ability to kill that experimental subject in your capacity."
Meng Han patted Meng Ling on the shoulder to tell her to calm down. She sighed regretfully and said, "I'm also sorry about that guy Zhao Qingsong, but don't worry, I will never let that experimental subject go. If you dare
If you create trouble under my nose, you will definitely pay the price."
"That is my life-and-death partner." Meng Ling clenched the knife and said sadly. She raised her head and looked at Meng Han, "Meng Han, you must not let it go!"
"I will."
After finally sending Meng Ling away, Meng Han smiled again.
This silly sister of hers has outstanding abilities, but unfortunately sometimes she is too self-motivated and doesn't even know that she is being used. She is really a fool.
"It seems you are very happy."
The soft words sounded from behind Meng Han. Meng Han turned around suddenly and saw that the person she least wanted to see was standing behind her. The men around her had been removed by him long ago. Only she was too immersed in joy just now.
Ignored.
There were only two of them standing there in the empty corridor, and everything was quiet.
"I heard my goods are out of control again."
"Ah, yes, I told you that this experimental subject has been unstable..."
"You think your plan is foolproof, right?"
The man raised his head and stared at Meng Han with his cold eyes.
