Susie leaned against the car door and looked at the distant sky.

She stood in the wasteland, the truck parked crookedly.

"We're all here, why don't we go over?"

Schneider asked.

"Professor, you also saw the car accident."

"Oh."

"You didn't hit it on purpose."

Susie also twitched her lips.

"It won't pass."

she said.

"A good knife should not have a sheath."

"What a weird kid."

"Is it awkward?"

Susie said.

"That's the kind of person I am."

Professor Schneider laughed heartily twice.

He is in a good mood.

No student has to die.

There is nothing happier than this ending.

"By the way, Professor, there's something I want to say..."

"Oh, what did you say?"

Schneider tapped his earphones and said confused.

"Did anyone call me this afternoon? I don't think so."

Susie said with a chuckle.

"Thank you, Professor."

"Ha ha."

Schneider smiled.

"You and Chu Zihang."

"They are all good kids."

Chu Zihang and the other three rested on the spot for half an hour, and then decided to continue exploring.

By now they were almost certain that Qian Mian was not in the safe house.

There has been such a big fuss, it's strange that he can still hide it.

Although the safest thing to do is to leave for now and recuperate before exploring again.

But time waits for no one. If Qian Mian comes back and sees the safe house full of Deadpool's corpses, then turns around and runs away without saying a word, they will be looking for a needle in a haystack to find this dangerous hybrid again.

In fact, after discovering Thousand Faces' safe house, they had a vague guess.

Thousand Faces is probably not alone.

There is a huge organization behind him.

Otherwise, the existence of this safe house cannot be explained.

So does Deadpool.

How could an ordinary dangerous hybrid breed so many deadpools?

It is even unclear whether Cassell can do this.

After all, as we all know, Deadpools are creatures dominated by the desire to kill. Apart from surrendering to dragons, their minds only focus on fighting and killing.

Raising Deadpool is a false proposition from the beginning, unless you master the technology of taming monsters.

But is it really the case?

Such technology.

There are open doors on both sides of the passage.

Deadpool probably ran out of these rooms.

The three of them went into the rooms one by one to check.

"This layout,"

Han Ye said.

"It looks like a laboratory."

He was right, the room was very monotonous, so monotonous that it made people feel depressed.

The walls, floor and ceiling are pale, and a row of iron-gray beds are abruptly displayed in the center. White cloth is scattered on the ground next to the hospital bed, which was probably originally used to cover Deadpool.

They imagined that Deadpool would sit up from the bed after smelling the human scent, and the white cloth covering his body would fall down, revealing a face that looked like a ghost.

It's really like a horror movie scene.

"laboratory?"

The senior brother looked at Han Ye strangely.

"Shouldn't normal people think of a morgue? Why would you think of a laboratory?"

"Ha ha."

Han Ye laughed awkwardly.

"Isn't it like that in the movies? Frankenstein uses human corpses to study immortality and so on. I think I saw it in it, and I was very impressed."

"oh oh."

The senior brother suddenly realized.

"You mean Frankenstein, I've seen that movie too, it's true."

Let him touch it.

"When you put it that way, it seems quite similar."

"Speaking of which, what if this is really the safe house of Thousand Faces."

Han Ye asked puzzledly.

"Then how did he avoid being attacked by these deadpools?"

"Is it true that someone can control Deadpool?"

"Who knows?"

The senior brother shrugged.

This action pulled the wound, causing the man to grin for a while.

"Wait, that's it!"

Han Ye exclaimed.

"What?"

The senior brother followed Han Ye's gaze.

His eyes widened.

It was the only hospital bed still covered with white cloth.

Let’s look at its raised outline.

The things below are still there.

"Is it Deadpool?"

Han Ye asked.

Chu Zihang stepped forward.

The senior brother held him back and shook his head.

"I'll do it."

He raised his eyebrows.

"It's just a deadpool, don't worry, just leave it to me."
To be continued...