Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

"There is a camp ahead." The two discovered the camp ahead.

Footprints, traces, campfires...

At this moment, images flashed through Little Grove's mind.

A couple was attacked here.

It wasn’t wild animals that did it, it was people!

Little Grove immediately rushed to the camp to look for clues.

As he found more and more information, the picture in his mind became clearer and clearer.

"What's wrong?" Bona Twain asked.

Little Grove shook his head: "People died here, a couple, but their bodies were dragged away... No, one of the men is still alive, but he was also taken away."

"Do you know who it is?"

"He is one hundred and seventy-five centimeters tall, wears size 43 shoes, weighs about seventy kilograms, and is very strong."

"It's Professor Forsl!" Bona Twain said.

"What did that guy want to do? We can't continue to let him continue to kill people. We must call the police." Little Grove said.

"Call the police," Bona Twain said.

"My cell phone has no signal, use your cell phone."

"I don't have a signal either." Bona Twain looked at her cell phone, but there was also no signal.

"Go outside the woods, it's a bit remote here."

But at this moment, fog began to fill the surroundings.

"Damn it, why did you meet Mist by such a coincidence?"

"Do you know the direction?" Bona Twain asked.

Little Grove shook his head: "I can't recognize the direction. It might be that direction."

Most people have a poor sense of direction. People can only identify directions when they have a reference object.

Some well-trained soldiers or navigators can tell the direction by the stars, moon or sun in the sky.

But most people can't even do ordinary stargazing.

Little Grove pointed in a direction, but found that the two of them were walking deeper and deeper.

There is no rest and shopping area in sight at all.

Suddenly, a cry for help came from ahead.

The two looked at each other and immediately rushed over.

In the distance, they saw Nicholas falling to the ground.

Another man stood in front of Nicholas, holding a bloody stick in his hand.

The man holding the stick was none other than Professor Forsl.

"Don't kill me...don't..."

Nicholas was crawling on the ground, his head covered in blood.

Professor Fausl's face was filled with a sinister smile.

"Stop!" Little Grove shouted and jumped out of the shadows.

Bona Twain had to follow Little Grove out.

Professor Forsell looked at Little Grove and Bona Twain. Not only did he not feel panic at all, but he became even more excited.

"Another guinea pig has arrived." Professor Forsl's eyes glowed unusually red, and his chest rose and fell very frequently.

Suddenly, Professor Forsell rushed towards Little Grove.

"So fast..." Before Little Grove could react, Professor Forsl had already grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up.

Little Grove was shocked, struggled quickly, and hit Professor Forsell on the head with his fist.

But Professor Forsl remained motionless, his power was simply too great.

Bona Conn reached out to grab Professor Forsl's arm while casting the Illusion of Fear.

However, nothing was created.

Professor Forsl is not afraid of anyone, and naturally he cannot create the enemy he fears.

Professor Forsl waved his hand and Bona Conn was thrown to the ground.

At this moment, several more figures came out of the mist.

Professor Forsell threw Little Grove to the ground.

"Professor Forsl, is there anything we can do for you?" one of them said.

"I want to keep these two alive. Let's kill the other one and take his body back with us," Fusier said.

One of them mentioned Little Grove and suddenly said: "Huh? What a coincidence."

"You know him?"

"He was a security guard at the entrance to a hospital morgue that we burgled."

Although Little Grove could not clearly see the face of the man in front of him, he could already hear it.

This man was the man who stole the body a few days ago and then stunned him.

This group of people walked for a long time in the fog with Little Grove and Bona Twain.

He was brought all the way to a huge building deep in the mountains.

The entire building was shrouded in fog, and Bona Twain and Little Grove were imprisoned in a cage made of bulletproof glass.

"It's all your fault. If you hadn't been so impulsive, we wouldn't have been in danger." Bona Twain looked at Little Grove complainingly.

"I just used my mobile phone to take a picture of Fossl's murder, and I also dropped the mobile phone on the ground. He didn't notice it at the time. I believe someone will find out that we are missing. As long as the rescue team finds my mobile phone, they will definitely Come to save us." Lit Grove said.

"I hope so, those people are not ordinary people." Bona Twain said.

"What's the meaning?"

"That Professor Forsl can lift you in the air with one hand. Not even a weightlifter can do that."

At this moment, a figure came from the corridor outside the cell.

This person was the corpse thief. He strolled outside Little Grove and Bona Twain's cage and looked at them with a smile.

"Hello."

"You are breaking the law, let us go quickly." Little Grove rushed to the edge and shouted through the bulletproof glass.

"Haha..." The man smiled: "Do you think it's possible?"

"How much do you want? I can give you that much money." Little Grove said, "My father is very rich."

"Do you think this is kidnapping?"

"Is not it?"

"I didn't bring that here for the money."

"What's that for?"

"You are the guinea pigs for the experiment."

"Experimentation on human subjects is illegal."

"Haha... you are such a cute kid." The man laughed.

Little Grove suppressed his blush and said, "What are you going to do to let us go?"

"It's impossible for you to leave here, at least it's impossible to leave here alive." The man said: "If you are lucky enough, you may be able to survive the experiment. If you are unlucky, you may be able to survive."

"Are we going to die?"

"No, it's more terrible than death."

This man took off his hood, and Little Grove was startled.

Half of this man's face had no skin, and something seemed to be crawling on the flesh.

"I was once just like you, but I was lucky enough to survive the experiment."

"Professor Forsl did it?"

"No, I was sent by our boss to help Professor Fausl. We are not Professor Fausl's subordinates."

"Why don't you run away?"

"You can't escape. Living is already very difficult. I don't want to seek death, so I advise you not to seek death either."