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Chapter 115 Phantom Room

Westchester National Forest Park.

On the other side of the lush forests are ugly exposed mines. After mining the coal and iron ore, the mining companies simply buried them. The mines, large and small, are like scars on the mountains.

There were some small pits where rainwater gathered. The rainwater precipitated some other associated minerals in the broken ore, forming blue and green pools. From a distance, they looked like a poisonous beauty.

After the mysterious man bought this abandoned mine, he did not completely repair it and start a new round of excavation. Instead, he simply placed some no-entry signs and roadblocks at the entrance of the road, sent people to guard it, and closed it off. Most places still remain in their original appearance.

From time to time, large trucks carrying unidentified objects would enter the mine, but no ore had ever been seen being transported out.

At this time, in the dark and deep mine.

Countless intertwined three-dimensional mine tunnels formed a complex network. The reincarnations of perfect humans wrapped several sections of the mine tunnels with translucent waterproof coverings to prevent water from seeping into the dilapidated mine tunnels, and then reinforced the crumbling mine pits with steel frame structures.

It was under such crude conditions that the reincarnations brought in generators, lighting fixtures and various instruments and equipment and began their secret experiments.

In the dimly lit mine tunnel, a man in a white coat with a curly beard was standing in front of a centrifuge, patiently waiting for the blood sample mixture to be separated. Several assistants in white coats were walking around.

A young man wearing a peaked cap and black gloves walked up to him and whispered:

"Mandel, our members on guard in the town have lost contact."

The curly-bearded man raised his head and asked,

"What happened? Were they killed by someone from a rival society?"

The young man shook his head and said,

"You'd better come and see for yourself."

The man with curly beard put down the work in his hands and followed the man in the baseball cap to another mine tunnel. Here, there were metal cases and display screens placed in a circle. The screens were showing the surveillance images of all the surveillance cameras in the town.

The man in the baseball cap pointed at one of the screens and said:

"Look."

Curly Beard looked at the screen, which showed a rough black and white silent picture:

Homeless man A took out a revolver, shot his companion to death, and then walked out of the surveillance screen in a daze.

On another screen nearby, homeless man A walked slowly into the door of a hotel with a pistol in hand.

Hotel sign: Dolphin Holiday Hotel.

The man with the curly beard frowned as he watched this scene and asked in confusion,

"Did Abel betray you?"

The man in the peaked cap shook his head and said,

"I don't know."

Curly Beard then asked:

"After that, where did he go?"

The man in the baseball cap shook his head:

"He didn't go anywhere. He walked into this hotel and never came out again."

Could it be that Abel was a spy planted in the Perfect Man by other samsara societies? Then why did he enter the hotel and never come out?

This doesn't make sense.

Besides, Abel's rank was very low, otherwise he would not have been assigned to stand guard in the small town. He had no access to the confidential internal information of the organization. If he betrayed the organization at this time, what else could he do except killing a companion?

Curly Beard frowned in thought.

He raised his head, looked at the man in the baseball cap, and said,

"Go to that hotel and check it out to see what's going on."

The man in the baseball cap nodded and said,

"By the way, has the experimental subject who escaped that day been caught yet?"

Curly Beard shook his head slightly: "No, that guy is still playing hide-and-seek with us in the mine, so you can only go alone. There are no extra people to send to you now. The law enforcement team must block all the mine tunnels and gradually narrow the search area. Sooner or later, he will be caught!"

The man in the baseball cap snorted coldly and cursed in a low voice, "Waste Edgar", but still nodded to show his understanding, and then took the order and left.

The man in the baseball cap was wearing a leather jacket and gloves on both hands. He looked up at the tall sign and slowly walked into the lobby of the Dolphin Holiday Hotel.

In the bright and clean lobby, behind the front desk, a handsome waiter bowed slightly, with a slightly stiff smile on his face, and said to the man in the peaked cap:

"Hello, sir, welcome to Dolphin Holiday Hotel, how can I help you?"

The man in the peaked cap walked straight to the front desk and said,

"Show me the recent check-in list."

The waiter smiled and said:

"Sorry, sir, this involves the privacy of our guests, we can't...uh!"

Before he could finish his words, a large hand in a black glove grabbed his neck and lifted him up a few inches from the ground.

The man in the baseball cap stared coldly into the waiter's eyes without saying anything.

The waiter's face flushed red, and he struggled frantically to pass a form from behind the front desk onto the counter.

The man in the baseball cap loosened his hand, picked up the form and started to look through it.

The waiter fell back into his seat, holding his neck and gasping for breath.

The man in the baseball cap ignored the waiter and scanned the scattered check-in information on the form one by one, and then saw:

Jonathan Abel, Check-in date: August 27, Room: 1408, 14th floor, Deluxe Mountain View Suite.

"snort."

The man in the baseball cap snorted coldly, put down the form, and walked towards the elevator.

However, he did not notice that the waiter behind him, who had a frightened look on his face, suddenly lost his frightened expression, slowly stood up straight, and put on a stiff smile again.

"Ding Dong!"

The elevator door opened, and the man in the baseball cap walked into the carpeted corridor and came to the door with the number "1408" on it.

"Bang!"

He punched the door lock and pushed the door open.

The living room of the suite was empty, with a few newspapers on the sofa and some ashes in the ashtray on the coffee table.

The man in the peaked cap walked into the living room, looked around the rooms, and said slowly:

"Jonathan Abel, I'm Iron Hand, I know you're in there, come out and let's talk."

The suite was quiet, the doors of the bedroom and bathroom were open, and no one responded to him.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound behind him. The man in the baseball cap turned around and saw that the door closed automatically.

"drop!"

An old-fashioned timer on the bedside table in the master bedroom suddenly made a sound. The man in the baseball cap named Tieshou turned his head and saw the red numbers on the timer changing rapidly, and finally, they stopped at "60:00".

"59:59"

"59:58"

The bedside timer began a one-hour countdown.

Tie Shou frowned in confusion.

What does it mean?

"Madness."

Tie Shou snorted disdainfully and ignored the closed door behind him. Instead, he walked into the master bedroom and searched the closet, under the bed, and under the carpet carefully. He found nothing except a few pools of dried blood.

But it was also very strange to have so much blood in a hotel room.

At this time, in the real room 1408.

The plastic doll turned its head and asked:

"Are you going to follow the process of "1408 Phantom Chamber" and then break through his psychological defenses?"

Zhang Yuning shook her head and said:

"No, on the contrary. We can't let him realize that this is a supernatural event. There has always been a horror movie universe in the reincarnation world. We can't let him think in that direction."

Inside the room, Tie Shou searched all the rooms but found nothing. Looking at the timer that kept counting down, he felt annoyed and couldn't help but punch the timer.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, a large ball of fire erupted from the timer, and the orange-yellow flames instantly engulfed the man in the baseball cap. He watched his clothes and gloves being burned, his skin and flesh being scorched and curled up, and he felt a piercing pain. Only his two silver-white steel arms were left intact.

Tie Shou slowly woke up from his coma.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in a mine.

Tieshou groaned in pain, raised his head from the pulley stretcher, and found that his whole body was wrapped in bandages. A voice beside him asked with concern:

"Iron Hand, are you awake?"

Tie Shou turned around and asked in surprise,

"Mandel, what happened? Why am I here?"

Mandel with a curly beard said, "Have you forgotten? You were in an explosion at the Dolphin Holiday Hotel. The entire hotel was reduced to rubble. We rescued you from the rubble."

Tieshou was stunned for a moment, then he immediately remembered that he had smashed the weird and annoying timer with a punch, and it turned out to be a bomb. He seemed to have lost consciousness because of the explosion at the last moment.

Thinking of this, Tie Shou quickly asked,

"What about Jonathan Abel?"

Mandel's face was solemn. He said,

"This is the difficult situation I want to tell you about. The guy was caught by the law enforcement team when he was leaving the town. The law enforcement team tortured him and he said in his confession..."

At this point, Mandel looked at Tieshou strangely and said,

"He said that you instructed him to do this."

Upon hearing this, Tie Shou glared and cursed:

"He farted!"

Mandel sighed and said,

"I don't believe you did it either. You have no reason to do this, but Edgar and the others insisted on following the procedure. They want to interrogate you. You have extensive burns all over your body. I'm worried that you will have a hard time holding on under their methods."

Tie Shou's face was ferocious, and he roared,

"Of course, I knew that the bastard was just looking for revenge, and I won't give in!"

Mandel said:

"What can you do if you don't surrender? Except for your two arms, your whole body is burned. What can you use to fight Edgar? He has legitimate reasons to interrogate you. At least Abel's confession involves you."

When Tie Shou heard this, his expression changed for a moment. He gasped angrily, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.

He slowly raised his head, looked at Mandel, gritted his teeth and said:

"I can't just sit there and wait for death. I have to go out and find Lord Jerome. I want to report to him alone. I can't let that idiot Edgar succeed. He has been coveting my hands for a long time. Damn it."

Mandel looked puzzled and asked,

"Can you contact Lord Jerome alone?"

Tie Shou nodded.

Mandel thought about it and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he reminded him,

"But you can't get out now. The law enforcement team has sealed off the entire mine."

Tie Shou said without hesitation,

"I can go through the crack in the northwest corner, the crack that leads to the underground river."

Just after he finished speaking, Tie Shou was slightly stunned, as if he had thought of something, and looked at Mandel in confusion, saying:

"That's not right. We discovered the crack together. You should also know that the crack exists."

Mandel's expression froze, and a strange and creepy smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"I didn't know before, but I know now."

Mandel came to the monitoring room and asked a reincarnation on duty:

"Is Iron Hand not back yet?"

The Reincarnationist shook his head and said:

"Master Tieshou has not come out since he entered the hotel. I am watching all the surveillance cameras around the hotel."

The curly-bearded man walked back to the laboratory, pacing back and forth somewhat anxiously. He thought again and again, and the more he thought, the more he felt something was wrong. He raised his head and said to the assistants around him:

"Speed ​​up the original plan and double the testing intensity of several receptors currently being tested."

Hearing this, one of the assistants in white coats reminded:

"Sir, if the test intensity is doubled, these people will not be able to bear it, and the mortality rate will increase significantly."

Mandel waved his hands and said,

"I have a bad feeling. We may not have much time. We need to complete this batch of experiments as soon as possible. Once all the people are dead, we can capture more."

At this point, Mandel's face looked rather grim. He said,

"You guys don't understand the current situation. Eighty percent of our mutant members in X-Reincarnation are from the main Marvel Universe. We failed to prevent M-Day from happening this time, and the mutant branch was almost wiped out. As soon as X-Reincarnation, which accounts for one-third of the club's combat power, disappeared, those reincarnation clubs that had grudges with us all came to cause trouble. The Fifth Dimension, the Zero World Guild, the Songtsewo Brotherhood, the Awakening Lion...all sent people to attack our perfect human bases and strongholds in the main Marvel Universe."

As he spoke, Curly Beard couldn't help but curse to himself again:

"This time, taking advantage of the opening of a new Marvel Comics universe in the Samsara World, I brought people and equipment into this main world specifically to avoid the war in the 616 universe. We have been very covert and have not participated in the main storyline. Damn it, how could something like this happen?"

Seeing that he was angry, the assistants around him did not dare to respond. They lowered their heads and continued their experiments in silence.

Tieshou opened his eyes and found himself still lying on the big bed in the hotel suite. Before he could react, Kayako turned into a twisted black mist and wrapped around him. The reincarnation's eyeballs bulged out instantly, and blood spurted out of his mouth. He died.

There were two chairs quietly placed beside the bed, with an indifferent woman and a plastic doll sitting on the chairs.

Upton Dupont turned around and asked,

"If you can see his memories, can't you just dig out the clues from his memories? Why do you have to listen to him talking to himself for half a day?"

Zhang Yuning shook her head and said,

"I can't read his memory directly. These scenes are not completely illusions created by Valak, but are imagined by this person himself based on his subconscious mind. In other words, he is dreaming, not me creating the illusion."

Upton understood and said:

"The man with the curly beard that I described to you before should be more trustworthy in this person's mind, and the man named Edgar should be someone he has a grudge against, so he subconsciously imagined these things."

Zhang Yuning said:

"Yes, and the one named Jerome may be the most powerful reincarnation sent by the perfect humans into this main world. Have you heard of this person?"

Upton Dupont thought about it carefully and said,

"I have never heard of it. Hmm... that shouldn't be the case. The Perfect People used to act very high-profile. If he is one of their top fighters, he shouldn't be unknown... Jerome may be his name within the Perfect People, and he has another title to the outside world."

Zhang Yuning nodded and said, "The good news now is that we know that this man named Jerome is not in the mine laboratory for the time being, and we also know a way to avoid the law enforcement team and leave the mine."

"So what's the next step?" Upton DuPont then asked.

He knew that the abilities of Zhang Yuning's two evil spirits could only be exerted when attached to a building. Although he had obtained a lot of key information, if he wanted to forcibly break into the mine occupied by perfect humans, it was not something Zhang Yuning was good at, so he asked this question.

Zhang Yuning chuckled and said,

"You haven't been online recently. During the two days we stayed in the small town, a lot of things happened in New York."

Upton Dupont looked confused and asked,

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Yuning threw a tablet over, stood up and left the room, saying:

"Open any video website, search for 'Battle of Manhattan' and watch it for yourself."

After saying that, he left the suite.

...

 Thanks, all the names I thought of were taken. I just posted the scenery. Two book friends gave me rewards. I found that the leave request I posted in the work-related section seemed to be invisible to everyone. But it's okay. I will resume updating today

(end of this chapter)