Beng San, I have an unfinished date with her

Then stuff it into the trunk and put on a big bag to cover the weapons and special objects inside.

Only then did Kosmo take out a small box and open it.

Inside is a very thin "skin".

There are ten fingerprints on it that are completely indistinguishable from the guy in the trunk. As long as the Kos Demon puts it on like a glove, it is easy to tell the authenticity.

This is no ordinary fingerprint cover.

Kosmo got it from Aponya, and for this reason he really felt that Aponya would also have "angry" emotions, even though there was no special expression change on her face at that time.

But Kosma didn't want to experience it again... He looked at his hands and the gloves.

It was his own fault, he always wanted to do everything by himself, and even destroyed the fingerprints of his right thumb and index finger, trying to transplant the guy's fingerprints into a skin graft.

After his movements were reported, Apponia came in person to teach him a lesson.

He taught Kosma a lesson, holding his own hand and grinning as he endured the pain.

But he never told Apponia what he wanted to do.

Aponya sighed slightly and blamed Kosmo for not paying attention to his body.

Then he comforted his pain, repaired his fingerprints, made this ultra-thin leather glove, and copied the person's fingerprints.

......

Thinking of this, an embarrassed look appeared on Kosmo's face.

He didn't want Aponya's coexistence of strong admonishment and gentle care to appear again... It felt so embarrassing.

Although Aponya kindly asked those people to leave.

But Kosmo has his own requirements.

all in all--

"Alas..." Kosmo sighed, put his mind back together, and put on the leather gloves, mask, contact lenses, etc.

He carefully looked at his fingerprints at this moment, then raised his head and carefully looked at himself in the rearview mirror... Well, there was no flaw at all, he was exactly the same as the guy in the trunk.

According to Aponya, as long as it is worn, neither optical recognition nor ultrasonic waves can scan Kosmo's own fingerprints.

In other people's "cognitive" level, these hands become the hands of the guy in the trunk after putting on the gloves.

Aponia even prepared a mask and contact lenses for Kosmo that had similar functions to the gloves - even though Kosmo had not planned these at the beginning.

Moreover, that guy's body shape was similar to the current Kosmo's body shape. Under the loose white coat, you really couldn't tell much difference.

In order to prevent any exceptions from happening, Kosmo still brought these with him.

The car door closed with a boastful sound, Cosmo took the briefcase and walked calmly towards the entrance of the building.

As he thought, the people on guard at the door didn't look at him, they just stood there blankly - standing very straight.

But still no one came to the door to keep an eye on Kosmo.

It is useless.

There was only one guy who seemed to be a newcomer, who looked a little nervous after Kosmo scanned his fingerprint twice before opening the automatic door.

After Kosmo entered, the confused newcomer was "taught" the knowledge of this position by the veteran next to him.

Knowledge of how to fish.

Never do anything outside the scope of job duties, otherwise it will be easy for you to shoulder responsibilities, etc.

The newcomer suddenly understood, and the old man smiled, and then stood upright together to welcome the next person to enter.

...

"corridor..."

"Isn't there an emergency evacuation map? Oh -" Kosmo whispered as he walked in the passage.

The automation here is really high and there are very few people.

It had been 10 minutes since Kosmo came in and he had only seen one person.

On the ground, I saw several cleaning robots.

There is an elevator in this building. Although there are only three floors inside, each floor is very wide and tall.

Next to the elevator, Kosmo finally saw an emergency evacuation map and figured out the complete internal structure.

The first floor is mainly for offices, document rooms, etc., the second floor is for various equipment floors, and the third floor is for experimental floors.

The entire building adopts a central T-shaped structure extending into a road, dividing the first floor into eight large rooms.

Then divide the areas and functions into various large rooms, etc.

For example, each scientific researcher, each project team's office, document room, etc.

But it seems that most of the rooms on the first floor are empty... But Cosmo has read the information on the clock-in device, and most of the scientific researchers have entered the building...

That's weird.

Cosmo thought and headed to the second floor.

The second floor is still the same, no one is there, there are a few people debugging machines or monitoring data...

Monitor data?

Cosmo discovered an important point.

The data flow on the machines where those few people were concentrated was obviously much higher than the others, although Kosmo couldn't understand the things on it, including various professional terms and so on.

But he could see what was going on and what was stopping.

There is no doubt that that means those machines are operating - otherwise, how could so much data be produced out of thin air, and why would those people stay in front of those machines?

But there is no place for the output of the products of these machines on the first and second floors. It is impossible to just enter but not exit, which means...

Kosma headed towards the third floor.

The moment he stepped into this place... Kosmo felt something was wrong.

He detected an aura.

It was the breath of death, the breath of death that in the past could only be felt by those lying in the darkest places in the city.

For people like Kosmo who walk on the edge of danger, this sense of smell is their greatest reliance, their reliance on detecting crises.

but.......

The walls here are so white, and the floor has been cleaned by robots and shines like a mirror.

Because the walls on this floor are all metal-reinforced, including the floor and ceiling...

There is no human habitation at all.

"What on earth is this..." Kosmo stepped lightly and groped along the passage.

Finally, he found an area.

It was an anatomy table, roughly divided into two areas. High-strength transparent plastic and thick laminated glass were used to connect the ceiling and the floor. It was divided into dozens of single rooms, completely transparent and isolated from the outside—— Animals of various sizes were placed on an anatomy table and fixed.

Some have been resolved, some have not.

Various scanning equipment on the ceiling, physical intubations, detection stickers, etc. are connected to their bodies.

...

Just this little bit of so-called blood wasn't enough to change Kosmo's mood.

But...

He had some bad predictions.

Human beings are essentially animals.

Thinking about it, he looked at an area in front of him... and stepped away.

Brand new branch: 324. Honkai beast, zombie, dead warrior

It was a place that was not much different from the area we just looked at.

High-strength transparent plastic and thick laminated glass are used to connect the ceiling and floor. It is divided into dozens of single rooms, completely transparent and isolated from the outside.

But I can't see the planing table...

Because there is a layer of gray curtain hanging from the upper track in the completely transparent barrier, just like the barrier curtain used in a hospital ward - it also prevents Cosmo from seeing what's going on inside.

He looked around the corridor at the end of the passage, but no one was coming.

[In this case, let’s go in and have a look. 】

With this thought, he scanned his ID card and the partition door opened automatically.

After once again confirming that no one was around and no footsteps were heard in the distance, Kosmo disappeared in front of the door and looked inside.

He needed to make sure quickly.

The small partition door inside uses a pressure relief chamber the size of one person, which completely isolates the air exchange between the inside and outside.

"They seem to take it very seriously..."

Kosmo whispered softly and put on an oxygen mask, carrying an oxygen bottle and an isolation suit in accordance with the regulations next to the area gate.

Pressing the button on the side, the glass door opened, allowing him to enter. After closing, he opened the inner glass door. Finally, there was a slight sound of airflow, which proved that the air inside was leading to the negative pressure area above the ceiling for further collection. deal with.

Kosmo didn't care about that. He followed the entry requirements beside the door of the laughing room, took off the oxygen mask connecting tube he had been wearing since entering the large area from the portable oxygen bottle, and connected it to the feeding machine in the small room. Go straight to the curtain.

[I hope it won’t be what I think. 】

He thought secretly in his heart and suddenly opened the curtain.

........

Kosmo breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation inside doesn't look much different from a hospital bed.

Several medical monitoring devices surrounded the poor man lying on the bed on the verge of death, unable to wake up.

This person was also wearing very ordinary patient clothes, and the thin white blanket proved to have been changed.

Everything looked normal, like an ordinary hospital ward—except the patient was dying.

The breath of death was deeply felt by Kosmo.

If an ordinary person saw it, he might still have some hope, hoping that medical treatment and these equipment could sustain his life or even save him.

But Kosmo knew, he could feel it...this man's life was short.

"Um...?"

He looked at the patient's neck.

There... there are purple stripes.

"Is this...could it be the...Hengkai disease that that person was talking about?"

"......"

"It seems..." Kosmo thought for a while and found that he seemed to have seen some people in the past, and some people who were about to die had such lines on their bodies.

"Hengkai disease...Hengkai?"

"What is collapse?"

Kosmo thought for a moment, but couldn't think of anything.

He had no choice but to close the curtain and go to other compartments to observe one by one.

It took several ten minutes for Kosmo to look at dozens of patients in this area.

He leaned against the gate of the area, thinking and summarizing everything he had just seen.

Make no mistake about it...all the people here look like normal patients.

Their order is regular. The closer they are to the inside, the stronger their vitality. They can even open their eyes and look at themselves, but they are also difficult to move. The so-called stronger vitality is only compared with the dying person on the outside.

They all have those mysterious purple stripes on their bodies... they look very ominous.

That's definitely not the usual power.