Just as Shana was about to put the notebook back, she sensed a signal from Ling Mo, and her movements suddenly stopped.
She whimpered lightly, then glanced left and right, and shoved the book into the backpack behind her with her backhand, and said, "Who wants to use it as a bookshelf for you..."
"Hey! Don't take it away so naturally!" Ling Mo was startled at first, and then came back to his senses. This notebook is placed in such a dark place, and it is not taken seriously, maybe even the researcher himself has forgotten. Even if this kind of thing is taken, no one will find it in a short time.
Ling Mo suddenly smiled embarrassingly, he is not as professional as Shana in this regard...
After taking the notebook, Shana turned her eyes to the table again, then walked over decisively, pulled the drawer open, and quickly rummaged.
Ling Mo was completely shocked now, this little girl still knows how to draw inferences... It's really gratifying...
Unfortunately, there is nothing of value in the drawer except for some sundries.
After Shana recovered everything with disappointment, she found that Ye Lian was staring at her curiously.
"Sister Ye Lian?"
"What are you doing?" Ye Lian asked suspiciously.
Shana thought for a while, but didn't answer. Instead, the corners of her mouth suddenly twitched.
Her eyes swept back and forth on Ye Lian twice, and then she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.
This expression obviously made Ye Lian a little overwhelmed. She subconsciously turned her head and looked behind her, but she didn't expect a black shadow to suddenly pounce on her from the front.
Shana rushed to her when she was not paying attention, then raised her right hand and pressed it directly on Ye Lian's towering peak.
This one is really flexible. The mountain peaks trembled.
Ye Lian turned around in surprise. She stared blankly at Shana who was close at hand. Then he looked down at Shana's misplaced palm.
Ling Mo was also stunned, but he was not because of Shana's behavior, but because of the visual impact...
"This is a gift for voyeurs." Shana smiled slyly and said.
"Wonder my heart... But wait, who is a voyeur!" Ling Mo said angrily.
Seeing that Ye Lian and the others were careful enough, Ling Mo felt a lot more at ease. He turned his perspective and returned to the corpse in the experimental group.
The corpse puppet standing in place is like a horror version of the robot that suddenly lost power. A pair of blood-red eyes stared blankly ahead, keeping the gesture of raising their hands motionless. The Master Ball was spinning rapidly in his palm, like a semi-circular spinning top. Ling Mo also loosened his control over it when he shifted his perspective, but it turned out to be quite enjoyable by himself.
When Ling Mo's attention returned to the corpse puppet, his eyes that had been open suddenly blinked, and his rigid body began to move.
"Kakaka..."
With the crisp sound of bones, the corpse doll's head slowly lifted up and looked towards the ceiling.
The mutual confirmation of the two notebooks allowed Ling Mo to identify the researcher. With a vague guess...
The stairs leading to the sixth floor were pitch black, and only the iron covering the edge of the steps reflected extremely weak light.
"Think about it. Where could it be lost?" A chatter slowly approached the stairs, and one of them was asking.
"How do I know, I used it to lock the door when I came out. This is unlucky..." The other person replied in a depressing tone.
However, when they passed the stairs, the person who asked the question before stopped and looked up suspiciously.
The other person took another two steps forward. Seeing that the traveler did not follow, he turned around impatiently and asked, "What's wrong?"
The man stared at the dark corridor for a few times, then shook his head: "It's okay, maybe I'm in a bad mood today."
The other person also looked up at the stairs, and frowned: "You're smoking too much! I've lost the key, so don't provoke the deputy team..."
"The deputy team is here today?"
"Who knows... I wouldn't dare to go when I'm not here..."
As the conversation between the two gradually faded away, at the corner of the stairs on the sixth floor, two red lights suddenly lit up...
"crunch..."
The iron sheet stepped on his feet and made a slight noise. In the darkness, a twisted figure was slowly approaching the sixth floor of the experimental group.
Unlike other five-story buildings, there are no corridors here. Instead, there is a hidden security door at the entrance of the stairs. A gap is slightly open. Looking from the outside to the inside, there seems to be no light inside.
"Squeak..."
A hand with extremely long fingernails and deformed fingers grabbed the doorknob and slowly pulled it away. A strange smell wafted out immediately, but it was different from those in the laboratory. In addition to the smell of disinfectant, there is also a strange smell of rotten flesh.
As the figure flashed into the house, the door slowly returned to its original state again... After a second pause, the door suddenly closed inward and closed with a click.
Ling Mo silently locked the door, his red eyes swept around.
This is obviously very different from the floors below. The windows in the corridor are all nailed down, and the entire floor has become a closed space.
No wonder there is no light. If ordinary people come in, their eyes will be blackened.
Ling Mo glanced at it and was a little surprised to find that many doors were open, which was in stark contrast to the tightness downstairs.
"Crack!"
As he looked at the corridor, he threw the master ball out.
The master ball bounced on the ground and then directly stuck to the ceiling, crawling towards one side of the corridor, while Ling Mo observed it for a while, and then slowly walked along the other side of the corridor. .
The building structure here is also different from the downstairs. Many rooms have two front and rear windows. Through the blurred glass, Ling Mo can even vaguely see the rooms in the back row.
He quickly passed a door and looked inward along the open door. There were all kinds of messy papers on the ground, and some books were piled on the wall. The only furnishings in the house was a filing cabinet, which was open at this time, and a few documents were scattered sparsely inside, most of which fell to the ground.
The corpse puppet blinked and picked up a piece of paper that had fallen by the door.
"What x what teaching materials... biology?" Ling Mo looked confused and put it back gently. He didn't expect to find the experiment report so quickly, but the mess here was quite unexpected.
The whole floor sounds very quiet, and with the door open so casually, it looks like the ruins of buildings that can be seen everywhere.
However, when Ling Mo stood up, he vaguely felt something was wrong.
The action of the corpse puppet seems to be a little... tired
How is this going? He's only been on this floor for less than five minutes...
Not only the corpse puppet, but Ling Mo quickly discovered that the information from the Master Ball was a little wrong.
He used to be able to use the sensory results of the master ball to supplement the environment, but now he can only imagine an abstract painting!
"The tentacles!"
Ling Mo quickly split the tentacles out of the master sphere, but when the tentacles stick out of the body, it's not much better than the master sphere itself!
"No, what's the distraction here..."
Ling Mo looked around cautiously, but the surroundings were still quiet.
"Although it is restricted, has it not been discovered? But this building doesn't look like someone..."
All kinds of abilities are suppressed, which is not good news for Ling Mo. But after all, only corpse puppets entered here, and after 101 died, his best chance was tonight...
In addition, the neurotic researcher's other experimental records are likely to be placed here, so Ling Mo just hesitated for a while and continued to walk inside.
Wearing the skin of a vice zombie, what's there to be afraid of...
I thought so, but Ling Mo's actions were much more careful than before. His tentacles were greatly affected, so the manipulation of the corpse puppet also appeared to be half a beat. This sense of incongruity makes Ling Mo extremely uncomfortable, but once he accepts this feeling, Ling Mo always feels powerless.
But Ling Mo didn't realize that when he walked into the depths of the corridor, a hand suddenly appeared at the door where he was standing before, and silently grabbed the door frame.
And the piece of paper that he put back on the ground was also picked up by one hand...