CH 58

Just died not long ago, blood was still flowing out.

Huai Shi squatted down and looked at the corpse in front of him with suspicion. He casually picked up a stick from the garbage pile and prodded it a few times. The arm was broken, there was a knife wound on the back, and the fatal injury was in the throat.

Cleanly cut in half.

Soon, Huai Shi put down the stick and door panel in his hand, covered the body, and took a few steps forward before turning around. He estimated the distance and ran forward with all his strength, leaping up and climbing up the wall, reaching the pipe on the wall.

But when he looked down, he found that his footprints overlapped with another faint footprint on the wall. When he lifted his head and pushed himself up, he saw a fingerprint in the dust on the window next to him.

Someone had been here.

And their physique was similar to his own, both Sublimators who had undergone secondary development. Otherwise, it might be the champion of some domestic event, with awards for indoor climbing.

The warehouse was silent.

There was not a single extra sound.

Huai Shi landed quietly and looked around, only seeing piles of boxes and wires on the ground, which extended to the front and disappeared into the wall. He only saw a huge iron door, behind which blew a cold wind.

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He felt it deeply, it was indeed a cold wind, this broken thing was a cold storage.

After gathering his courage, he went in and circled around, only to find piles of pork. If there was anything to discover, it was probably the two bodies that hadn't frozen yet.

Clearly, they were thrown in at random.

The wounds were the same as the security guard outside, and both were killed with a single blow.

Huai Shi reached out and pulled out the sacrificial knife, carefully looking around. After a long time of fighting with the air, he had to regretfully admit that he was about to freeze to death.

And the killer may have left already.

He walked out of the cold storage and couldn't help but sneeze. The sound echoed in the warehouse for a long time, but it didn't attract anyone's attention.

It looked like an ordinary factory except for the bodies, but at this moment, his Hijue was rapidly accumulating, and in just a few minutes, he had accumulated almost half a bag.

The concentration of scattered source material floating in it was astonishingly high.

It emitted pain and despair at all times, almost turning the entire warehouse into a dark atmosphere like a haunted house. Ordinary people probably couldn't stand it for a few minutes here, but only Huai Shi, the fool who specifically looked for plastic bags to collect Hijue, could endure it.

The shattered source material must have come from here.

There must be a source.

After repeated calculations and experiments, Huai Shi finally found its origin.In fact, there was no need to deliberately calculate anything. The large crack on the wall was visible to anyone. The hidden space behind the wall was now not sealed off.

Iris and fingerprint verification had no effect.

No matter what, a dead person's arm stuck in the sliding track was too large to be pushed over by the cold storage on the ground, right?

With such a large entrance in front of his eyes, it was only by relying on the concentration of ashes that Huai Shi found it after searching for a long time, and once again gained new knowledge about his investigative abilities...

Behind the door was a dim space.

Crossing over the corpse on the ground and moving forward, one could see a staircase leading down, extending all the way into the darkness.

In the silence, he silently moved forward, vaguely seeing a shadow with its back to him. He immediately pulled out his pistol, approached cautiously, and aimed it at the back of the person's head.

But just as his pistol was pointed at the person's head, that person seemed to collapse like rotten wood, falling to the ground.

Already lifeless.

Crash!

The sacrificial knife clashed with the dagger from the darkness behind him, emitting a sharp sound. Someone tried to sneak attack while Huai Shi was distracted, hiding in the darkness, but did not expect that Huai Shi had the BUG skill of death premonition.

In an instant collision, Huai Shi turned around and rushed forward, in the almost completely dark darkness, heading towards the location of that person.

Blind fighting also had some techniques, or rather, fighting with cold weapons in the dark was more appropriate. People's joints, the way they held their weapons, and even their moves were all limited. If one was familiar with this, they could guess the opponent's position, weapon posture, and even fighting stance in the moment of weapon collision.

Although it seemed thrilling, in the end, it was a cruel deduction game like drawing a ghost card.

However, some people had already turned the process into instinct.

In the darkness, the two collided, both raising their elbows to block the other's other hand holding the gun, and then the dagger and sacrificial knife collided again in the same spot.

In the ink-like darkness, sparks flew out of the air irregularly from the collision of the blades.

The two had a tacit understanding and did not choose to shoot, but instead tried to silently take out their opponents. In just a few seconds of fighting, their weapons had clashed several times. In the end, both sides found each other's location from the darkness, turned around and stepped forward, and fiercely swung their knives.

The sacrificial knife and dagger collided again.

A spark shot out from the friction of the metal, illuminating the two standing close to each other and their masks.

One wore a Peppa Pig mask.

The other wore a My Little Pony mask.

In an instant, silence descended.

The previously intense killing intent disappeared, replaced by an indescribably thick awkwardness.

"... "In silence, the little pony on the opposite side broke the silence first with a cough, "What a coincidence."

"Uh-huh." Huai Shi nodded, "What a coincidence."

The atmosphere fell into awkwardness again.

"..."

In the endless gaze, the person on the opposite side asked again, "What should I call you?"

"A real man doesn't change his name or surname." Huai Shi replied proudly, "Call me 'Huaihai Road Little Peppa Pig', and you?"

"Nice to meet you." The person on the opposite side introduced themselves, "I'm 'Hutai Road Little Apple'."

So, the atmosphere became even more awkward.

They couldn't continue the conversation.

Although Huai Shi had never heard of 'Hutai Road Little Apple', there seemed to be a familiar scent of something.

Huai Shi remained silent for a long time before asking, "Have you eaten?"

"Yes." Little Apple nodded.

"Want to take a walk?"

"Um..."

Two meaningless sentences were exchanged. Perhaps they understood each other's background and didn't want to waste any more time. Little Apple suggested first, "Shall we walk?"

"Uh-huh, let's walk." Huai Shi took a step back.

The two slowly put away their knives, separated themselves, leaned against the wall, kept the maximum vigilance, and gestured the other to go first, exposing their backs. Then they found out that the other side was not stupid and was not easy to fool. They had to move forward together.

Suddenly... Huai Shi realized that he seemed to have gained a new teammate?

On the short staircase, the two exchanged some meaningless pleasantries and then tried hard to find out who had copied their character design. Finally, their footsteps stopped at the end of the stairs.

There were two forks, one leading up to somewhere else, and the other leading down to a deeper underground.

Little Apple looked around and then looked at Huai Shi, "Up or down?"

It was self-explanatory. Since they couldn't trust each other, they might as well split up. But which way to go, up or down?

Huai Shi scratched his head and thought for a long time before saying, "People go up, water flows down."

So, should they go up?

Little Apple waved her hand and walked towards the path leading down, but she was surprised to find that Huai Shi followed closely behind her. "Didn't you say people go up?"

"So, sometimes, you might as well have a cup of Fat Otaku Happy Water." Huai Shi replied sincerely, saying something that seemed very philosophical.

Joking aside, his investigative ability was so weak that it took him more than ten minutes to find a hidden door. If he walked alone, he might even miss important items passing right in front of him. Star players were really sad.Might as well find someone to work together. After all, everyone is a thief. Huai Shi doesn't want any stolen goods himself and can even lend a hand, so sharing information seems reasonable, right?

Of course, he would never admit that he's a bit scared because this place is too gloomy and dark...

"Are you sure?" Xiaoma Baoli looked deeply into his eyes, then withdrew her gaze, "Fine, just don't get in the way. I'll choose what I want from the loot first."

"It's all yours."

Huai Shi waved his hand, having no interest in the stolen goods or the assets of the Cleansed people. He was just here to find someone, and if he could figure out why this group was hiding in his old family's warehouse, it would be an unexpected bonus.

As they moved forward, their footsteps suddenly stopped.

There were people ahead.

Or rather, they finally saw a place that looked like a gatehouse.

Through the window, they could see a small room with a stove burning stew and a TV playing music and dance. The middle-aged man guarding the place was sitting in a chair with his back to the window, completely engrossed in watching TV and eating snacks. He didn't even bother to look at the surveillance screen in the corner.

Xiaoma Baoli pulled out her knife, but Xiaozhu Peiqi pushed it back in.

"Don't be so violent."

Huai Shi sighed, "I'll do it..."

He put his hood back on, picked up the security guard's baton and flashlight, walked over and knocked on the window. Just as he was about to resume his previous role as a gospel singer, he saw the human head slowly bobbing in the stew pot on the stove, along with several arms and legs cooked to a tender and fragrant state...

The security guard in the gatehouse turned his head, but Huai Shi opened his mouth several times, not knowing what to say.

In the end, he sighed.

He pulled out the ceremonial knife.

Some things, after all, are better handled with a bit of violence.