Mr. Lan came out of the control room and walked to the entrance of the operating area.
At this time, Mr. Lan also came out of the operating area. He had long since grown impatient with the white coat on his body. He took it off as soon as he walked out. However, he had already buckled the lockbox on his wrist in advance. He could only curl his lips and directly tear the cuffs of his sleeves. He then threw the damaged white coat into the trash bin at the side.
The two of them didn't say much. They walked side by side to the exclusive express elevator. The moment the elevator closed, Mr. Lan tilted his head and glanced outside through the gap.
He saw a burly man wearing a leather jacket walking toward the operating area.
Mr. Lan signaled with his eyes, "Is something the matter?"
Mr. Lan glanced at the lockbox again and shook his head.
That fellow's weight seemed somewhat abnormal. He might be a modified person. His aura was a bit stronger than an ordinary person's, but it was limited. Moreover, he was heading in the opposite direction from them. He wasn't a target that needed attention.
The express elevator went straight to the highest floor. A minute later, the two of them arrived at the Sky Garden and stepped onto the apron at the highest floor. The personnel left behind in the shuttle had already received the news. They opened the shuttle's cabin door just in time.
The two of them entered the cabin. They didn't have the slightest idle talk. They directly walked toward the middle cabin. That was an isolated testing environment specially arranged for the important items to be escorted this time. It was also the last and most important testing segment of the escort mission.
According to the designated procedures, the two of them simultaneously entered their fingerprints, irises, passwords, and other information into the lockbox. They smoothly took out the metal box from inside and placed it in the isolated environment.
The testing system immediately operated automatically. It controlled the environmental conditions and released complex password information that corresponded with the password on the metal box.
Up until now, everything was very normal.
According to the procedures, once the target was confirmed to be correct, the isolated testing area would be completely sealed off to give the protected target the best living space. This area was constructed from a mixture of high-strength special glass and metal. Even the powerful B-rank who were known for their brute force and the Deep Blue Walker equipped with highly destructive weapons would find it difficult to break through in a short amount of time.
Even if the shuttle itself was hit by a missile, the items in this area would certainly be the last to be destroyed.
The strict and somewhat complicated testing process continued to advance. At this time, Mr. Lan received a call. He frowned and glanced over. He saw that it was the person in charge of connecting with him from Mercy Hospital. He pondered for a moment and then connected. Without waiting for him to speak, the other side already shouted,
"Mr. Lan, someone has broken into the operating area!"
"Oh?"
"It's a big guy in a leather jacket. He's heading straight for Operating Room 4."
Mr. Lan's heart skipped a beat. Mr. Ai, who was beside him, also caught the keywords in the conversation and turned his head abruptly.
"Bring it over," Mr. Lan ordered.
The receptionist was stunned. "What?"
"Bring the surveillance footage over."
This operation was relatively simple. It only took about two seconds before a stream of information flowed in. Mister Lan conveniently projected it into the air.
The surveillance footage clearly showed a burly man wearing sunglasses and a jacket casually walking to the door of Operating Theater 4. He ignored the No Trespassing sign in front of him and the medical staff who chased after him shouting at him to stop him. He pushed open the door and entered.
There was an electronic lock on the door of the operating theater, but it was useless.
The surveillance camera switched to show the situation in the operating theater. At the moment, the artificial intelligence surgical robot was still performing the suture. It completely ignored the changes outside and maintained a respectable level of concentration.
The big guy didn't bother him and walked straight to the window of the conveyor belt.
This route made Mr. Lan, who was still in the monitoring room a few minutes ago, feel his heart skip a beat. It was also at this moment that the big guy suddenly turned his face. His dark sunglasses stared directly at the camera. As if he was infected with a fatal infection, the surveillance footage turned pitch-black.
The receptionist of Mercy Hospital let out a meaningless wail. "The surveillance footage has been destroyed."
Mr. Lan's eyebrows were already locked tight. His heartbeat had also deviated from the normal range. The series of images transmitted on the surveillance camera were like a horror movie's editing, sending a fatal message to him and his partner.
In the next second, the isolation examination area flashed red, and a piercing alarm sounded. It was connected to the "movie plot" from before. It was like a ferocious ghost suddenly appeared in front of the camera, letting out a strange, penetrating laugh.
The hair on Mr. Lan's back stood on end. 'Something's wrong!'
Mr. Ai's reaction was even more direct than Mr. Lan's. He pressed hard on the peripheral glass and stared at the system information that flowed like water. He didn't care about anything else except for one, one word that was the most important.
"Does not meet the requirements!"
Mr. Lan and Mr. Ai felt as if their hearts had been stabbed by a sharp knife at the same time. The red light reflected on their faces, but the background was still deathly pale.
"That guy!"
Mr. Ai roared. He turned around and ran out. Someone accidentally blocked in front of him and was also pushed away by his arm. He fell to the ground and almost fainted.
Mr. Lan's first reaction was also to rush out. His feet were already moving, but he stopped abruptly. He stared at the shuttle staff.
"Contact headquarters, requesting remote control."
The staff was still in a daze.
The receptionist of Mercy Hospital was still shouting on the comms, "Hello? Hello? Mr. Lan, that person came out of the surgery room. The security couldn't do anything to him … "
Mr. Lan cut off the comms. At this time, the red light of the isolation examination area had already seeped into his eyes. He stared with bloodshot eyes and squeezed out the words from between his teeth.
"Headquarters, remote control!"
The staff finally remembered that this was part of the emergency procedure, so he hurriedly obeyed the order. A few seconds later, another wave of detection light cut through. All kinds of information refreshed, but it was faster than the previous process. Another wave of dazzling red light sprayed out from the isolation area.
Lan Xiang looked straight at the light, motionless.
"Lan Xiang, what are you doing … God, look at what you've done!" The request for remote control alarmed the person in charge of the laboratory. The person on the other side instinctively roared and threw the blame, showing that he was completely unprepared in the face of an unexpected situation.
Lan Xiang retorted without showing any weakness, "You're the one who made a sh * tty safety design. I need to open this damn box, right now!"
The person in charge of the laboratory turned red, "No, you don't have the authority … I don't either."
"Then find someone who has the authority! Where's Jeff? If he can't do it, then get me Li Wei! "
"Are you crazy?"
Lan Xiang knocked on the hard isolation glass, "Look at this, look at this notification … I don't want to talk to idiots anymore!"
The person in charge's nostrils were almost bursting from the breath. The next moment, he was pushed away from the screen by a hand. Then, a 'young man' with snow-white skin and strange green hair came to the screen. He stared at the isolation area for a second and said,
"It's open now."
Lan Xiang was also stunned for half a second, mainly because he didn't expect Li Wei to appear the moment he mentioned Li Wei. Fortunately, he quickly came to his senses and turned to look.
He saw the metal box's lid pop up, revealing the edge of the snow-white gauze and … a dark red sarcoma-like body. At that moment, the sarcoma was still pulsating.
Lan Xiang was stunned, and then his hair stood on end.
He couldn't care less about what headquarters thought and immediately contacted his partner, "Come back, it's a trap!"
Before he finished his sentence, the video communication with headquarters was distorted, and all communications were cut off. The lighting in the central cabin collapsed. As the power system in the isolation area was independently supplied, it lasted for half a second longer. Because of this, Lan Xiang saw a slender, pale hand reach out from the edge of the light.
Every inch the hand moved forward, the light dimmed. It was clearly as fast as lightning, but for some reason, it felt like a cruel blunt knife stabbing into his heart, grinding away his thoughts and reason bit by bit.
The hand brushed past the metal box, and darkness descended completely.
The darkness didn't last long, maybe a second, maybe even less. The backup power system was activated, and the light came back on.
Lan Xiang stood where he was. In the isolation area opposite him, the metal box was still in its original place, but the gauze inside, and more importantly, the dark red sarcoma on it, had disappeared.
The isolation area was completely sealed, and there were no signs of damage. Of course, there was no normal switch. It was like a ghost passing through the wall, bringing the object they had carefully protected into the unknown Netherworld.
After a second, Mr. Lan turned around and rushed to the flying shuttle's door.
This was an instinctive action, and he didn't even know what he wanted to do. But after rushing out of the cabin door, the range of his spiritual senses, which had been extended to the limit, really did appear.
Lan Xiang trusted his senses and rushed to the edge of the parking apron. His field of vision suddenly widened, and he could see past the sky garden on the top floor and part of the high-rise open-air parking lot on the side.
Then Lan Xiang saw a muscular man wearing a jacket and sunglasses walk out of the parking lot's exclusive elevator at a pace that was neither fast nor slow. He got on an off-road motorcycle and started it.
The motorcycle didn't leave immediately, but stayed where it was. In the whirring sound of the motor, the muscular man in sunglasses raised his head and slightly turned his face. His dark glasses accurately blocked Lan Xiang's fierce gaze.
Under the glasses, the corner of his mouth opened, revealing undisguised malice and pleasure.
Lan Xiang's brain exploded, but his characteristic calmness quickly took over. The parking lot was more than four hundred meters away from where he was. His senses could reach it, but it was no longer effective.
He tried to re-establish communication with his partner. But it was also at this moment that the muscular man in sunglasses in the parking lot raised his arm and raised his thumb …
Praise or sarcasm?
Lan Xiang quickly knew that he was gravely mistaken. The muscular man in sunglasses was like a child. He raised his thumb and stretched out his index finger, seriously gesturing the shape of a gun.
Then there was a "bang".
The spiritual sense network that Lan Xiang had worked hard to open up instantly had a huge gap. It was as if a spatial storm had suddenly descended, and it was as if a terrifying plasma grenade had exploded in front of his face.
Four hundred meters, spiritual side, abyss area …
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