The waste is going to strike back

Chapter 204 A robot wearing human skin and knowing how to breathe

There was another long silence, then Xiao Ran looked past Yan Shaohui and towards the window behind him. The sun outside was bright and warm, but Xiao Ran, who was trapped inside the cold iron window, could not feel any warmth at all.

"If I have a chance to get out again, I will kill you with my own hands, and then kill myself."

Xiao Ran's gaze was distant, as if the topic he was talking about was just a discussion of something insignificant and not something shocking.

Yan Shaohui thought that Xiao Ran was just telling a joke. He shook his head, did not respond, and left.

The things in Yan Shaohui's mind flashed before his eyes like a kaleidoscope. When Xiao Ran's last words to him echoed in his mind again, all the stories about Xiao Ran ended like the word 'END' that flashed when a movie ended.

As for Yan Shaohui, he looked at the lifeless man in front of him lying peacefully on the bed, so pale that he seemed to blend into the sheets. His inner emotions were extremely complicated, but there were not many fluctuations.

"You..." Yan Shaohui just moved his lips to say something, but with his sharp hearing he heard someone coming in.

Oops!

Yan Shaohui's pupils shrank, and then he dodged and hid in a corner where a lot of debris was piled up.

Two men in white coats came in, one tall and one short. The short man was pushing a cart with bottles and jars of various sizes on it. The cart would sometimes bump when going on uneven ground, and the bottles and jars would make ping-pong sounds when rubbing against each other. In this lifeless and silent environment, it was eerie and hard to tell.

The tall man had a booklet in his hand. He looked down at the booklet and then shouted out a string of numbers. The short man then pushed the cart into a small compartment with a number plate with the same number on it, fiddled with it for a while, and then pushed the cart out.

After watching the two men do the same thing three or four times, Yan Shaohui finally understood what these people were here for.

Just like a doctor and a nurse making rounds, these two people should also be here to check on the people in those cubicles. That booklet should be a list or something like that.

However, the two men had expressionless faces from beginning to end and never communicated with each other. The tall man didn't say much except reading the number plate, and the short man hadn't said a word since he came in and was only responsible for pushing the cart into the compartment.

It's just like a robot covered in human skin that can breathe.

These words suddenly popped up in Yan Shaohui's mind.

One row of cubicles had been checked, and then it was the row of cubicles where Xiao Ran was, which was right opposite the row they had checked.

The moment the tall man lowered his head and turned around, the red mark on his neck was revealed.

Yan Shaohui was secretly surprised, but he also understood a little more.

It turns out that he was under control again, no wonder his behavior was different from that of ordinary people.

"209." The tall man lowered his head and read out the number.

The short man then pushed the cart into the small compartment next to it with the number 209 on it, but this time he came out much earlier than before.

The tall man raised his eyebrows in confusion, and the short man lowered his voice and said, "He's dead."

The tall man responded without changing his expression, then lowered his head and made a mark on the booklet with a pen, then came to Xiao Ran's cubicle.

"Call someone to deal with the body later." the tall man ordered.

"Ah."

Yan Shaohui hid in the dark and looked at their indifferent and accustomed expressions, and frowned almost imperceptibly.

"210."

This time, the short man did not push the cart in, but just took out a glass bottle filled with green potion.

He raised his hand and lifted the white curtain of the compartment, then casually hung it on the number plate next to it. From Yan Shaohui's angle, he could just see what was happening inside the compartment.

The short man opened the glass bottle, tilted his head with a slight frown, unscrewed a lid on the instrument next to Xiao Ran, then poured a full bottle of medicine into it, then quickly screwed the lid on with skillful movements and walked out.

The short man heaved a sigh of relief, "This medicine tastes really disgusting. I just can't get used to this smell no matter what."

The tall man chuckled for the first time: "Who added that thing to the medicine?"

The short man shuddered. "The doctor is really a lunatic. He actually thought of using that thing to refine oil into medicine."

"He's just a mad scientist. We, as his subordinates, should refrain from commenting on him, so that unnecessary people won't hear his words."

An unnecessary person hiding in the dark: ...

The two of them finally complained in a humane way for a while, then pushed the cart away.

Yan Shaohui waited until he could no longer hear the footsteps of the two people before he walked out boldly. As soon as he walked out, a foul odor hit his nose.

He didn't smell much when he was hiding in the corner before, so Yan Shaohui thought it was no big deal. But he didn't expect to be so shocked as soon as he came out.

Yan Shaohui couldn't bear it anymore and pinched his nose. His stomach was churning and he almost wanted to vomit.

"What on earth is this thing? Why does it smell so bad?" Yan Shaohui looked thoughtfully at the instrument in the compartment where the curtain was not drawn, and said to himself.

The smell is like rotten sea fish mixed with long-accumulated feces fermenting together, which is even stronger than the smell of methane in a biogas digester.

Yan Shaohui finally understood why that person said that he could not get used to the smell no matter what. No one could stand this smell, right?

According to the tall man, the smell was caused by Xiahou Yunjie adding something special, and the shocking degree of this thing could even make the two people who had been calm and composed start to complain. What's worse, the short man even started to tremble subconsciously.

Xiahou Yunjie can even conduct human experiments, so wouldn’t it be easy for him to do something even more cruel than this?

Yan Shaohui sneered silently. He looked at Xiao Ran lying on the bed and pursed his lips.

"Although I don't know why you are here, since you have chosen to be against me, it's either you or I."

"I would have spared your life last time, but not this time."

After Yan Shaohui finished speaking, he turned and left.

He didn't see that the next second after he turned around, the person lying on the bed without any movement suddenly moved his eyes, and a ball of black mist appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Yan Shaohui..." A weak and hateful voice floated in the dead silent space, like an evil ghost who had struggled to crawl out of hell, bringing a life-threatening curse and blaming everything of light.

Yan Shaohui, who had just come out of those cubicles, could finally breathe clean air. He had never felt the air was so fresh.