Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 167 167. Hawkins National Energy Laboratory
The sun is setting and the night is falling.

Within a mile of the Hawkins laboratory, except for the weak illumination provided by a dozen searchlights, the rest of the place was completely dark.

The solid outline of the building is hidden in the night, eerie, like an old castle inhabited by demons and vampires in fairy tales.

With a thought in his mind, Dean's body soared into the air perpendicular to the ground in violation of physical conventions, and quickly rose into the night sky 20 meters higher than the top floor of the building.

Completely left the effective range of monitoring.

He then hovered high in the air and traversed to the roof of the building.

Scanning from the perspective of God, the roof of the building is surrounded by a circle of satellite antennas like a large white pot lid, and there is a circular, empty helipad with a white "H" logo in the center...but no surveillance cameras were found.

clatter--

After a slight landing sound.

Dean landed in the middle of the tarmac, bent down, knelt on one knee, and supported the cold floor of the roof with his hands and fingers.

God's perspective is like sharp tentacles piercing through the solid ceiling, stretching down, and entering the laboratory building.

……

Like an ordinary office building, it is divided into thirteen floors from top to bottom. The light of incandescent lamps on the top floors is lit up, illuminating countless corridors, halls, and small rooms like a maze. Both are fitted with surveillance cameras and speakers for broadcasting announcements.

Dean quickly browsed through most of the areas in sight, and then roughly classified them into: monitoring room, entertainment area, laboratory, rest area, reference room...

The structure and layout are exactly the same as the architectural drawing of the thirteen-story building.

The perspective continues to move.

At this time, several security personnel with live ammunition in the monitoring room were staring intently at the hundreds of display screens in front of them, which were showing pictures of various areas inside and outside the building.

The recreation room is very spacious, with balls, cushions, colored plasticine, teddy bears, cars and other toys messily piled up, but there is no TV.

The laboratories are full of strange things: some are as narrow and airtight as the interrogation room of the police station, with only a pair of tables and chairs.

Some housed the rectangular instruments used in hospitals to measure patients' heartbeats and brain waves.

Some had a chair connected to a wire, and a ring of light bulbs of unknown purpose.

The strangest thing is that a huge sphere covered with shiny metal blocks stands in the center of a laboratory, and a row of wires are connected around the sphere. When God's perspective penetrates into it, he really finds a clear and transparent liquid like water.

"What is this metal sphere for? What experiment?"

Dean had more and more questions in his mind as he watched, but there were no answers for the time being.

The lounge is nothing special. At eleven o'clock in the evening, hundreds of research and security personnel are resting in the dormitory.

The reference room is filled with rows of glass cabinets full of materials and documents, as well as several first-generation personal computers that are as bulky as CRT TVs and equipped with keyboards.

"There are many researchers and equipment, but what is the object of their research?"

Dean tried to hide on the roof of the building, using his mind to adjust the direction of the surveillance camera from a distance of tens of meters, and then secretly took out a few documents from the cabinet.

But this almost airtight building doesn't know what kind of material it is made of, and the thought power of "Shadow" can't pass through the outer wall, and can't act on the things inside the building.

He had to give up.

keep an eye on.

……

in a few minutes.

Dean found two slightly unique existences among the same security guards and researchers.

a bedroom.

A man in a white shirt tie, suit pants, and silver hair combed meticulously was squatting beside the bed and holding the hand of a petite boy, staring at his delicate face and encouraged,
"11. Concentrate, find energy, feel with your heart, and you will succeed next time."

The man exuded an aura of being in a high position for a long time, but at this moment, every wrinkle on his face and soft voice conveyed love.

But the boy didn't like this, and kept his face tight and silent, as if he was angry with him.

Dean focused further, observing the little boy.

No, she should be a little girl, eight or nine years old, with big eyes, a pointed chin, and fine features, but her hair is a round cut shorter than Dean's, and clings to her scalp, so she looks a bit boyish.

She was wearing a round-neck dress-style hospital gown, with snow patterns and black dots dotted on the pure white background, revealing two thin white legs and arms.

"Hey, my daughter, why can't you appreciate Dad's good intentions? I will never hurt you, everything I do is to protect you."

The little girl stubbornly did not speak.

"Forget it, you are really uncomfortable today, then try again tomorrow, good night, 11."

The man gently touched the girl's tense face, turned and left the dormitory. As soon as the door closed, the girl shrank to the corner of the bed, hugged her knees with her hands, pouted her mouth timidly, and crystal tears welled up from her eyes. , like a kitten licking its wounds alone after being bullied.

The thin and frail body is more and more lovable.

But sleepiness welled up soon, and she slowly fell on her side on the bed, and fell asleep dying.

……

breathe…

Dean, who was peeking on the top of the building, quietly withdrew from the perspective of God, his sharp eyes under the black hood gleamed with surprise, "Such a large and hidden laboratory, with hundreds of staff members and countless advanced equipment, is just for research. Such a little girl named 11 who is eight or nine years old?"

"Is she a supernatural being?"

The more Dean thought about it, the more certain he became.

Looking at the whole world, people with superpowers are more precious and rare, and the internal structure of the laboratory is like a prison for imprisoning and studying people with superpowers.

"Poor guy, he was locked up in the laboratory for research at such a young age."

"That white-haired old white man said it was good, but it's not a good thing at first glance."

At this time, Dean recalled the information he had peeped from No. 59 Elm Street last night, and it was basically confirmed that the people from Su Lian had also been monitoring the Hawkins Laboratory, stealing information from outside.

"The Sulian people's ultimate goal is probably this little girl."

"Mommy Falk, that's why Lao Mei and Su Lian's spies are fighting openly and secretly in such an inconspicuous town as Hawkins."

"I was just looking for a cat. Why did I accidentally get involved in a great historical event."

Dean felt the system vibrate:
You discover the truth about Joshua's death - he was just a trivial victim in the struggle between the two countries.

He did something for Su Lian's spies, but was silenced again.

You cut his obsession, and the progress is [-]%.You can submit tasks at any time.

"I haven't handed over the [-] dollars owed to Joshua's family, and the progress is full. How much can the progress be increased if I give the money?" Dean was very surprised, but now is not the time to be distracted.

Attention comes back to the present.

A few key words quickly flashed across his mind.

America, the Soviet Union, spies, laboratories, superpowers.

The team of Clayty, the psychic who kidnapped him in Las Vegas, revealed that it was consistent with the previous world. After the space race, Lao Mei and Su Lian started a superpower competition, conducting research on special functions in private and experiments in order to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop in the intelligence war.

It is normal for Su Lian to send spies to obtain information on Lao Mei's superpower research.

The old U.S. Department of Defense also established the "Star Gate Jedi Project" to defeat Su Lian by means of remote psychic detonation of nuclear bombs, assassination of leaders and other methods.

With the development of time, this plan has evolved to be based on dozens of companies and research institutions, mainly researching the origin, evolution and mutation of superpowers, and the pattern of three parts of extraterrestrial life.

"Is this Hawkins National Energy Laboratory a member of the Stargate Jedi Project?"

There is no doubt about this.

Dean recalled the words of FBI Bradley in Clayty's team that they were going to sell Dean to a company in Indiana.

"Is it just to sell me to Hawkins Lab?"

"No, there is only 11 research subjects in the lab. It doesn't look like an institution that buys superpowers for research. There are probably other institutions in Indiana."

But no matter what research institutes of the old United States or the spies of Su Lian, Dean is extremely disgusted-as a free superpower, he instinctively hates these organizations that try to enslave the same kind.

He is also very lucky, his superpower is perfect for spying,
"Anyway, I have found their base camp, and they don't even know the existence of me, the third party."

"I'll quietly observe both sides first, maybe I can seize an opportunity to trigger an event and get the greatest benefit."

"By the way, understand the specialness of the little girl '11'."

With a trace of excitement and excitement, Dean's body rose vertically into the clouds of the night sky, and soon disappeared.

(End of this chapter)