Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 169 169. Sensitive Breakthrough, Observation 11
In the messy wooden house by the river, Hope wiped his hair with a towel in one hand, a telephone receiver around his neck, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"I have found three people with the same name, their social security number and place of birth are all in Indiana." Another tired voice came from the microphone, "But one of them is a man in his twenties, and the other is only 15 years old middle school girls, and the last old woman in her 70s with cancer, none of them match the 40-year-old woman with dark blonde hair you described. Are you sure the information you gave me is correct?"

Hope frowned, "The information I gave is all right, you've searched for everything, including those who have passed away?"

"When did I make such a low-level mistake? I checked the records of the dead in Indiana in the last ten years, and found no target..."

Hope stroked the rough stubble on his chin and asked, "Can you expand the scope of the investigation from Indiana to the whole country?"

"You gave me a problem of the century, which will take a lot of time and connections."

"Help people to the end, at worst, next time I go to New York to buy you a drink." Hope promised with a painful face,

"Haha, finally willing to leave your warm little nest? Then I'll save face and help you find someone. But listen, from my experience, there's another, bigger possibility about Teri—she's not ordinary , her identity is extremely sensitive, so her personal information has been blocked by the government, and I don’t have permission to check it with my current position.” The voice in the microphone became extremely cautious, “We will probably find nothing in the end.”

After hearing this, Hope was stunned for a long time, hung up the phone, and made another call with a wry smile, "Paqui, the five thousand dollars you gave is really hard to get."

……

On the other side, 36 Maple Street, at the breakfast table.

Paque told Dean exactly what Hope had said.

"Even if he is a serial murderer, his identity information will not be blocked by the government, right? What mistakes did Teri make?" Dean stuffed three eggs into his mouth and asked, "How did she have an intersection with Lena and Guangming? , My parents were really just ordinary people who ran a jewelry store?"

There was also a trace of doubt in Paqui's eyes, "My sister and brother-in-law, I don't understand? They are 100% ordinary small businessmen. And Tai Rui may just be a friend they met by chance during the trip. After all, normal people walk on the road. There may be a wanted man."

"Perhaps you are right."

"Is there any news about your friend?"

Dean shook his head regretfully, and Holden didn't find any clues through the FBI's channels, so there is a high probability that Teri's identity is not simple.

Paque saw his irritability and patted him on the shoulder
"Finding someone based on a name and general appearance is like winning the lottery. Besides, it's been so many years, so there's no need to wait for ten and a half months."

Dean could only nod his head, thinking that unless he had the super power to find someone, it would be difficult to make a breakthrough in Teri's matter.

"By the way, didn't you always want to see Teacher Kelly Chen? I'm going to treat her to dinner in two days, so you come together."

"Finally willing to let me meet your girlfriend?"

"Give me a good performance then! Let's go, go to work."

……

Looking at Paqui's back, Dean shook his head and smiled, and turned his attention to the system. Teri has no clues for the time being, but life must go on:
Physical: 16.1
Power: 14.2
Sensitivity: 14.5
Perception: 15.2
Spirit: 18.1
Will: 15.2
After upgrading to lv5 before, there was still one attribute point that was useless. Since I want to be a hexagonal fighter, I naturally have to pull up the lower attributes.

"Strength, or agility?"

Dean thought that in most battles, he would habitually choose to fight hand-to-hand with his opponent, so the strength of the blow, muscle defense, speed and reaction are all important.

But when he looked in the full-length mirror, he was 1.8 meters tall and well-proportioned, but he could also see the obvious muscle outline. He was as strong as a normal person. This was a balance he struggled to maintain.

"If I add more strength, my muscle circumference will have to grow. At that time, at least it will be at the level of the general public in the gym. The training marks will be obvious, which is not conducive to hiding my strength."

With the last ounce of insistence on normal body shape, Dean came to the bathroom and made a decision,

"Finally add more strength, this time be sensitive!"

Sensitivity 14.5 → 15.5.

hiss--

An electric current jumped directly from the toes to the top of the head.

Dean let out a momentary "Oh" in ecstasy, and fell into the bathroom.

Eyes closed, teeth clenched.

A sometimes icy and sometimes scorching hot air rushes through his body, swimming past his wrists, ankles, fascia and ligaments in various joints, and even swimming around the brain, spinal cord and body. Be the place for the central nervous system and peripheral nervous system.

Stimulate, stretch, strengthen, strengthen.

Intense pain, soreness, and the feeling of weakness that the brain has been drained are intertwined.

In the bathtub, Dean began to convulse like an epileptic fit, every part of his body trembled, and bursts of light red blood spilled out of his skin.

He turned into a blood man, with hot and thick air coming out of his nose, and his eyes rolled quickly as if possessed by a demon.

I don't know how long it took.

This terrible breakthrough finally stopped.

The bloody man in the bathtub straightened up and jumped onto the smooth floor of the bathroom.

Raise the right leg above the head, and touch the ground with the thumb of the left foot, doing a super-difficult golden rooster independent, which was easily maintained for 5 minutes, as stable as a statue.

Then he did a backflip on the spot, with his left thumb propped on the ground head to foot, his body undulating, and he did a hundred standard handstand push-ups in a row.

Dean cleaned up the blood again, and asked "Shadow" to stand ten meters away and throw a fruit knife at him.

Swish-

Two silver lights streaked across the air.

Dean grabbed the air with both hands like lightning, and accurately grasped the wooden handles of the two knives in his palms.

"Sensitivity breaks through 15, body balance and responsiveness are greatly improved."

……

Next, Dean found a secluded, flat lawn near his house, and asked "Shadow" to hold a whistle and a stopwatch.

He took a deep breath, crouched down, and leaned inward into a squat start position.

call out--

The whistle is crisp and sharp, breaking the laziness of the morning.

The air hissed, and amidst the huge thud, the grass vibrated rapidly.

The figure squatting on the ground shot straight out like an off-string arrow. It was obviously just a person sprinting, but the ferocious momentum was comparable to a group of migrating wild animals on the African savannah.

Ten seconds later.

The movement disappeared.

Dean stopped, relaxed his muscles and bones, and waited for "Shadow" to send back the test results——

"Ten seconds, 170 meters, 17 meters per second. This speed can catch up with a low-speed moving car, and when the strength breaks through 15 points, I estimate that I can run 200 meters in ten seconds, and I am becoming less and less human."

After testing the sensitivity, Dean was satisfied with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, lying on the grass with his hands on the back of his head to bask in the sun, and put his energy back into his new ability——

Limbo prison shuttle lv0 ([-]% charge).

Recharge!

Spiritual power began to slowly flow into the void, and a faint sense of loss emerged spontaneously in my mind.

"Under the premise of not affecting the daily plan, I can charge [-]% of the energy every day. In about [-] days, I can try to go to the legendary Lingbo Prison to find out. When the time comes, I will first find an experimental product?"

……

For the next few days, every day, Dean filled the system with mental power, and then recovered his mental power through meditation, and so on.

After dark.

He began to implement another set of plans, first went to 59 Elm Street to monitor Soviet spies.

Because I don't understand Russian, I can only look at it roughly.

But he found that the man disguised as a bald glamorous woman and a walrus mustache was often driving away from the town of Hawkins to other places.

With Dean's driving skills, the driving tracking is 100% discovered by spies.

He tried to track them by flight a few times, but they drove so fast and lasted more than [-] minutes, Dean couldn't find their final destination.

"There must be another base for these spies, somewhere outside Hawkins Town."

"I have to find a way to find it."

After monitoring 59 Elm Street, Dean flew to the roof of the Hawkins Laboratory to continue observing.

……

A bright laboratory.

A little girl in a hospital gown sat on a chair connected to wires, and more than 20 tiny electrodes in the shape of a crown were attached to her scalp.

On the opposite side of the chair is a cast iron circle with more than a dozen light bulbs wrapped around it.

"Remember, concentrate, find energy, and feel it with your heart," the white-haired man in a suit encouraged her. The girl nodded, slightly closed her chin, stared straight at the circle of light bulbs opposite her, her pupils constricted, The originally sluggish eyes gradually became fierce, like an irritated wolf cub.

Then an amazing scene appeared!

A circle of light bulbs on the opposite side suddenly lit up at the same time, emitting a dazzling yellow light.

As the expression on the girl's face changed slightly, the brightness of the light bulb also began to change, turning on and off slowly.

It shines brightly, and then quickly faints like a candle that is about to be blown out by the wind.

"Go on! 11, give them some color and let them know how powerful you are!" The white-haired man fanned the flames,
The girl's expression began to contort, she gritted her teeth, a trace of blood uncontrollably gushed out of her nasal cavity and flowed to her upper lip.

The invisible power is stretched to the extreme!
crackle!

There was an ear-piercing sound, more than a dozen light bulbs burst suddenly, crystal shards of glass flew all over the sky, and fell to the ground like raindrops.

Dreamy and gorgeous.

"Good! As I said, you have magical power, all you need is training." The white-haired man praised 11, looking at her as if looking at a peerless treasure, and then he took out a white handkerchief to cover the high heaving chest that was about to collapse The girl wiped off the nosebleed, and handed over a candy as a reward, "Today's training results have reached the standard, and we will continue training tomorrow."

Then the white-haired man sent 11 back to the dormitory.

In addition to the light bulb experiment, Dean also found that the white-haired man performed several different experiments on 11.

One is the space perception experiment.

11 Sitting in a confinement room, close your eyes, and perceive all kinds of information in another closed room ten meters away through the wall.

For example, numbers, letters, pictures on the blackboard and white paper... 11 can basically perceive success.

But the speed and distance of perception are far inferior to Dean's God's perspective.

The second type of experiment is a telekinetic experiment. The white-haired man asked 11 to manipulate balloons, books, small metal objects and other objects into the air, accelerate, hover, and then crush them to burst...

The strength and sophistication of the telekinetic power displayed by 11 are not even as good as "Shadow of the Past" in Dean's opinion.

The third experiment was carried out in the huge liquid-filled sphere that Dean was curious about before. 11 put on a white experimental vest with arms and legs exposed, put on a diving helmet, and soaked in the liquid, just like a specimen Suspended in it, eyes closed and motionless,
A few minutes later, she came out of the ball wet all over, crying loudly in fear, the whole person was terrified, as if she saw something terrible.

"What's the situation? Lying in the water and dreaming?"

Because the observation time was too short, Dean didn't know what the liquid ball does and what ability it corresponds to.

In short, after observing these few days, Dean determined that 11 has mastered at least two kinds of superpowers, one is telekinesis, and the other is telepathy related to perception, or the sixth sense.

"I remember members of Cretty's team mentioned that it is extremely rare to have two kinds of superpowers, but 11's abilities are not strong, and their power of thought and perception is not as good as mine. It is worth the white-haired man's team and Su Lian's spy. A lot of trouble?"

Dean was really confused.

By the way, Dean has overheard the white-haired man's name, Dr. Martin Brenner, the leader of the experimental team.

Dr. Brenner is a PUA master, a workaholic, and a bit of schizophrenia.

He has an amiable tone and demeanor, and he comforts 11 repeatedly like a loving father in every experiment. Everything he does is for you, to protect you, for your own good, and shamelessly lets 11 call him dad.

But this father is obviously not his own, and he has a cruel heart. He repeatedly asks 11 to cooperate with various boring, difficult or painful experiments every day.

And he continued to calmly analyze the experimental data.

Brenner's PUA's behavior, if it is in accordance with American law, is a crime of child abuse.

……

Of course, the poorest is 11.

Dean noticed a strange phenomenon in her.

In every experiment, as long as the little girl activates her superpower, whether it is telekinesis or telekinesis, she will definitely have a nosebleed.

That means she loses blood every day, and perhaps that's why she's stunted, pale and thin, with a tendency to have a big head and a small body.

But according to Dean's experience, the normal use of mind ability should not damage the body, so he had a guess.

"There is some kind of defect in 11's super power, so every time you use it, you will suffer a certain backlash?"

"Perhaps her superpower was not a normal awakening?"

No answer for now.

In addition, 11 does not know how many years were locked in this prison-like laboratory.

Usually, there is no other communication partner except Brenner, so everyone is locked up stupidly, and the lively nature of children is suppressed abruptly into dullness. Most of the time, they stay quietly in the corner and curl up like a quail with a doll in their arms, occasionally talking Also stuttering word by word.

And the word 11 is most proficient in is his name eleven.

At the same time, she also had a "11" tattooed on her wrist, which reminded Dean of the number marks that veterinarians put on livestock before slaughter, and deduced more information from this—

“这是否意味着，在11号之前，霍金斯实验室里还出现过10个类似的实验体？1号、2号…9号？”

"I haven't found any other experimental subjects these days."

"Are they dead, or is Brenner's team scattered and transferred them to laboratories other than Hawkins in order to avoid the punishment of the law of supernatural convergence?"

Dean couldn't think of an answer, but no matter what the situation was, 11's final fate would be miserable, not to mention that there was a Su Lian's spy team operating in the dark.

In front of Dean's eyes, there seemed to be a helpless young bird with bruises and bruises in an iron cage.

A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, then he shook his head.

"If it's a little effort, I can still help. But if we want to rescue her now, the two behemoths, Lao Mei and Su Lian, will definitely be alarmed."

The most important point is that 11's current ability is very weak, which is of little use to Dean, and did not trigger an event for him. He couldn't convince himself to be a saint, and took a huge risk to save an oil bottle.

"Continue to observe, there must be other secrets hidden in this laboratory and 11."

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