A Weird Theater That Started In London

　　 Lu Li lay on the lawn, staring at the sky blankly, the dim light shone through the mist on his face, bringing a little warmth.

　　 Until now, his mind is still very confused, but he has a deep memory of what happened just now.

　　 It turns out that there are really people in the college who are not afraid of death and play their own experience as a play back game.

Without any warning, the guy exploded directly, and the air wave rushed towards his face with flesh and blood. Fortunately, he reacted in time. The moment he saw the tubular explosive, he made an evasive action in advance. He was not in the center of the explosion, but was lifted off. That's it.

　　 However, good luck is not always there.

　　 During the fall, he tragically hit a steel frame.

　　 It hurts very much.

　　 but it didn't hurt the bones.

　　 Frankly speaking, if it weren’t for the werewolf bloodline with its own rough and thick skin, Lu Li would have to peel off his skin if he didn’t die, but now he just looked a little miserable—

　　 The police uniform is in tatters, covered with blood, dust, and grass clippings. In this posture, you don’t need makeup and you can directly find a crew to star in the refugees.

　　 "The plan can't keep up with the changes."

　　 Lu Li rubbed his eyebrows and muttered to himself.

　　 Various internal and external causes were added together, but he still failed to achieve his wish.

　　 A test tube containing the mysterious substance collected in the cabin; the four survivors, there may be some secrets hidden in their bodies; Dr. Fatty, Jim Kent turned out to be a ghost!

　　 Finally, it is clear what the identity of the monster lying in the coffin is-a vampire, a vampire with weird ability, which can restore the dying person without turning it into a monster.

　　 The above is the harvest of Lu Li's busy night.

　　 "Unlucky for me, I met a madman who blew himself up."

　　The words fell, the sound of messy footsteps came from not far away, and the police in charge of this area finally went to work.

　　 To say that there is nothing tricky in it, Lu Li was the first to not believe it. From this, we can also see the energy of the black hand behind the scenes in human society.

　　 Not long after, a police officer walked over. He pressed the gun with his right hand and said formulaically: "Sir, please put your hand where we can see it, please don't move it randomly..."

　　 "My own person."

　　 After finishing speaking, Lu Li touched the flowerbed next to him, sat up, and threw out a police officer's card.

　　 Mr. Sheriff, who has received the black money, first looked at his ID, and then he tilted his head to look at the surrounding scene.

　　The atmosphere suddenly condenses.

　　Because the various large trucks parked indiscriminately, almost blocking the road, and the gang members lying motionless on the ground, the police were stunned, not knowing what to say.

　　 I hope that the Shixin Group and the senior management can suppress the matter.

　　 At this time, Mr. Sheriff was thinking silently in his heart.

　　 However, Lu Li didn't want to continue to consume it. He stepped forward and took the police officer's badge back, pointed to the private car on the side of the road and said, "I'll leave it to you here. I'm going to take care of other things."

　　 Anyway, these people are not good things, they just stayed to clean up the mess.

　　 As for whether they can ask any valuable information from them, it is better not to have any expectations. On the contrary, the seemingly loyal and honest Doctor Jim is more worthy of torture.

　　Looking at Lu Li's back, a police officer couldn't help but ask: "Boss, do you want to torture this guy?"

　　 The sheriff glanced at the speaker, his face tangled, and finally said impatiently: "Shut up! Do you still think the matter is not big enough?"

　　 Two minutes later, Lu Li drove off 59th Street towards JFK International Airport.

the other side.

　　 The chief medical officer of the New York area, Dr. Ive, came to the D area of ​​the underground garage. He stared at Bishop's body and frowned.

　　 "Where is his head?" Daniel, the director of the Port Authority, was puzzled.

　　 Hearing the words, Nora pointed to the mushy substance on the ground and replied: "It's under your feet."

　　 Over time, these viscous reddish liquids become more disgusting.

　　 Upon seeing this, Director Daniel quickly moved his eyes away, looked up at the ceiling, and said no more.

　　 Almost at the same time, Dr. Nora, who squatted down to examine the corpse, smelled a foul smell.

　　 ammonia!

　　 She instantly connected it to the dead flight, and said to Dr. Yves, "Ultraviolet light."

　　 After a short while, the staff turned off all the lights in this area.

　　 In this way, under the irradiation of ultraviolet light, the real homicide scene appeared in front of everyone, and a layer of fluorescent green substance was floating on the mixture of brain tissue and blood.

　　 Nora put on protective gloves, dipped some mucus with the sampling stick, and placed it in front of his eyes to observe carefully.

　　 Director Daniel, who had never seen such a sight before, was full of disgust, and he vomited while asking, "What are you looking for?"

　　 "A coffin."

　　Unknowingly, Dr. Yves has become accustomed to calling that thing a coffin instead of a cabinet.

　　 "Coffin?"

　　 "Yes, the coffin shipped from Berlin is unlisted and unchecked. We suspect that it contains some kind of vector."

　　 No one noticed, Dr. Jim standing in the corner quietly lowered his head, regret flashed in his eyes.

　　 "Is that the thing that killed more than two hundred passengers on the plane?" Daniel couldn't help asking.

Dr. Yves nodded and said with a serious face: "It is very likely that ~www.readwn.com~ Jim's feeling of guilt is getting stronger and stronger. He suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two: "There is no scientific basis. All the statements are conjectures, right? "

　　'S tone is a little choking.

　　 Therefore, Dr. Yves did not answer, and Nora, who had been observing the mysterious liquid, did not care about it.

　　 Soon, she found out, and said to everyone: "This is the secretion of some kind of creature, much like bird feces or flea feces."

　　As a layman, Director Daniel felt unbelievable and shrugged his shoulders and said, "If it's a flea, how big should it be?"

　　 Nora did not want to waste time explaining to a non-professional person. She was convinced that these things are definitely biological secretions, so she turned her head and said, "Yves, do you think..."

　　 The conversation stopped halfway through.

　　 At this moment, Yves is answering the phone, his face is dark, so that people don't dare to speak.

　　 "Fuck, don't care what order that guy gave, drag me the four survivors!"

"you will not?"

　　 "Pick off their clothes, throw them into the protective compartment, and force medical isolation!"

　　 "The superior asks for release?"

　　 "Let them laymen less finger-pointing and go read the "Health Bill of Rights"!"

　　 One minute later, Dr. Yves instructed the police officers to protect the scene of the murder, and then hurriedly walked towards the exit of the parking area.

　　 Fat Jim and his partner Nora quickly followed.

　　 speechless all the way.

　　 When they came to the top of the stairs, Nora did not hold back, walked to Yves's side and asked, "What's the matter?"

　　 "Director Barnes just ordered the release of four survivors and the dismantling of the temporary quarantine area."

　　 "Hurry up, if you don't hurry over, everyone will run away!"