As soon as Xia Na was about to put the notebook back, she sensed the signal from Ling Mo, and her movements suddenly paused.
She let out a soft cry of surprise, then looked left and right, and stuffed the book into her backpack, muttering, "Who wants to be your bookshelf …"
"Hey! Don't take it away so naturally! "Ling Mo was shocked at first, then he regained his senses. This notebook was placed in such a dark place, it was probably not valued. Maybe even the researcher himself forgot about it. Even if this kind of thing was taken away, no one would find out in a short time.
Ling Mo suddenly smiled a little embarrassedly. In this aspect, he really was not as professional as Xia Na …
After taking the notebook, Xia Na turned her gaze to the table again, then decisively walked over to open the drawer, and quickly rummaged.
This time, Ling Mo was completely shocked. This little girl also knows how to infer other things from one example … It's really gratifying …
Unfortunately, there was nothing of value in the drawer except some sundries.
After Xia Na restored everything with some disappointment, she found that Ye Lian was curiously staring at her.
"Sister Ye Lian?"
"What … what are you doing?" Ye Lian asked in confusion.
Xia Na thought about it, but she didn't answer. Instead, she suddenly raised the corner of her mouth.
Her gaze swept back and forth on Ye Lian twice, then she stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips.
This expression obviously made Ye Lian a little overwhelmed. She subconsciously looked behind her, but she didn't expect a dark shadow to suddenly pounce on her from the front.
Xia Na rushed in front of her when she wasn't paying attention, then she raised her right hand and pressed it directly on Ye Lian's towering peaks.
This press was really very elastic, and the mountain trembled a little.
Ye Lian turned around in surprise, widened her eyes and stared blankly at Shana who was so close to her, and then looked down at Shana's palm which was in the wrong position.
Ling Mo was also shocked, but not because of Xia Na's behavior, but because of the visual impact …
"This is a benefit for peeping toms." Xia Na smiled slyly and said.
"I like it … But wait, who is a peeping toms!" Ling Mo said angrily.
Seeing that Ye Lian was careful enough, Ling Mo also felt relieved. His vision turned back to the zombie puppet in the experimental group.
The zombie puppet that stood in the same place was like a horror version of a robot that suddenly lost power. Its pair of blood-red eyes stared blankly in front, and it maintained the posture of raising its hand. The Master Ball was spinning quickly in his palm like a semi-circular top. When Ling Mo shifted his vision, he also relaxed his control of it, but it was quite happy playing by itself.
When Ling Mo's attention was back on the zombie puppet, his eyes suddenly blinked, and his stiff body began to move.
"Ka ka …"
With the crisp sound of bones, the zombie puppet's head slowly lifted up, looking at the ceiling.
The two notes confirmed each other, so Ling Mo had a vague guess about the identity of the researcher …
The stairs leading to the sixth floor were dark, only the edge of the stairs was wrapped in iron reflecting extremely faint light.
"Think about it, where could it be?" A conversation slowly approached the stairs, and one of them was asking.
"How would I know, I even used it to lock the door when I came out. We're out of luck this time … "Another person replied in a depressed tone.
However, when they passed by the stairs, the person who asked the question before stopped and looked up suspiciously.
The other person took two steps forward, seeing that his companion didn't follow, he suddenly impatiently turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
The person stared at the dark staircase for a few seconds, then shook his head, "Nothing, maybe I'm not in good spirits today."
The other person also looked up at the stairs, then frowned and said, "You smoked too much! I already lost the key, don't mess with the deputy group again … "
"The deputy group is also here today?"
"Who knows … if he's not here, he probably wouldn't dare to go …"
As the conversation between the two people gradually faded away, at the corner of the stairs on the sixth floor, two red lights suddenly lit up …
"Creak …"
The iron was stepped on, making a slight sound, in the darkness, a distorted figure was slowly approaching the sixth floor of the experimental group.
Different from the other five floors, there was no corridor here, but there was an unlocked anti-theft door at the top of the stairs. A gap was slightly opened, looking in from the outside, there seemed to be no light inside.
"Creak …"
A hand with strangely long and deformed fingers grasped the door handle, slowly pulling it outward. A strange smell immediately drifted out from inside, but it was different from the smell in the laboratory. In addition to the smell of disinfectant, it was also filled with the strange smell of rotten meat.
As the figure flashed into the room, the door slowly returned to its original state again … After pausing for a second, the door suddenly closed inwards, completely closing with a click.
Ling Mo silently locked the door from the inside, his pair of red eyes sweeping around.
This place was obviously very different from the floors below, the windows in the corridor were all nailed shut, the entire floor became a closed space.
No wonder there was no light, if an ordinary person came in, they would definitely be in the dark.
At a glance, Ling Mo was surprised to find that many doors were impressively open, which formed a sharp contrast with the tight security downstairs.
"Splat!"
As he scanned the corridor, he threw the Master Ball.
This master ball bounced on the ground, then directly stuck to the ceiling, and crawled to the other side of the corridor. After observing for a while, Ling Mo also slowly walked along the other end of the corridor.
The structure of the building here was also different from the downstairs, many rooms had two front and back windows, through the blurred glass, Ling Mo could even vaguely see the rooms in the back.
He quickly passed by a door, looked inside the open door, the ground was full of all kinds of messy papers, and some books were piled up on the wall. The only decoration in the room was a file cabinet, at this time it was open, inside were sparsely scattered a few documents, most of them fell to the ground.
The zombie blinked, picked up a piece of paper that fell by the door.
"What X, what teaching material … biology?" Ling Mo was confused, and gently put it back. He didn't expect to find the experiment report so quickly, but the mess here was quite unexpected.
The entire floor sounded very quiet, plus the door was so open, it looked like a building ruin that could be seen everywhere.
But when Ling Mo stood up, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
The zombie's movement, seemed a bit … tired?
What was going on? He only entered this floor for less than five minutes …
It wasn't just the zombie puppets, Ling Mo soon discovered that there was something wrong with the feedback from the master ball.
Before he could use the master ball to imagine the environment, but now he could only imagine an abstract painting!
"Where's the tentacle!"
Ling Mo quickly split the tentacle from the master ball, but when the tentacle came out of the body, it was not much better than the master ball itself!
"No, there's some interference here …"
Ling Mo vigilantly looked around, but the surrounding was still quiet.
"Although it's restricted, but no one found out? But this building doesn't look like it's occupied … "
His ability was restricted, this was not good news for Ling Mo. But after all, it was only a zombie, and after 101 died, his best chance was tonight …
Plus the neurotic researcher's other experiment records were likely here, so Ling Mo only hesitated for a little bit, and continued to walk inside.
With a zombie's skin, what was there to be afraid of …
Although he thought so, Ling Mo's actions were a lot more careful than before. His tentacles were greatly affected, so his control of the zombie puppets was slowed down by half a beat. This feeling of incoordination made Ling Mo extremely uncomfortable, and once he accepted this feeling, Ling Mo always had a feeling of powerlessness.
But Ling Mo didn't realize that when he walked deep into the corridor, a hand suddenly appeared at the door where he was standing, and silently grabbed the door frame.
And the paper that he put back on the ground was also picked up by another hand …
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