The Strange Warehouse (New Book)
After an unknown amount of time.
Lin Mo opened his eyes weakly and looked up. He scanned his surroundings blankly and found himself in an unfamiliar environment.
"Where is this?"
"Why am I here?"
"I didn't die? Didn't you download it?"
Lin Mo, who had just woken up, was still a little dizzy. After being stunned for dozens of seconds, fragmented images appeared in his mind.
" Security Bureau agents blocking the road, muddy roads, taxi drivers…"
"The person who suddenly attacked me from behind is…"
"It's that driver!"
Lin Mo's eyes widened and he finally remembered everything.
At this moment, a sharp pain came from his right arm.
"Hiss!"
Lin Mo grinned and gasped. He subconsciously looked down and found a scarlet wound on his arm, and blood was gushing out.
The wound was very deep, and Lin Mo could even vaguely see the white bones inside.
Not only that, but Lin Mo also found that his body was wrapped around the chair by a palm-wide transparent plastic sheet.
Lin Mo twisted his body, wanting to break free from the restraints, but he found that the more he struggled, the tighter the plastic cloth was.
Gradually, a sense of fatigue surged out of his body. Lin Mo gave up struggling. After calming down, he began to observe his surroundings.
This was a very large warehouse.
The walls and the floor were all covered with a layer of transparent plastic cloth. He did not know what it was for.
The taxi with yellow mud tires was parked at the side.
There were no windows in the room, and the only source of light was the incandescent lamps overhead. Due to the low power, the entire warehouse looked a little dim.
On Lin Mo's left was a metal framework that was fixed to the ground and more than three meters high. There was a metal hook the size of an adult's palm on the top of the framework.
Next to the frame were rows of glass jars filled with a blood-red liquid.
Lin Mo roughly counted sixty to seventy cans.
On Lin Mo's right was a large machine that he was familiar with but did not recognize.
The machine was rusted and looked very old.
Its shape was also very strange. It had a funnel-shaped opening facing Lin Mo, and inside the opening were pieces of sharp metal blades, like a meat grinder.
Behind the opening was a square iron box with a large iron bucket on top.
Unlike the other parts, the inside of the funnel-shaped opening and the blade inside seemed to have been coated with a layer of red paint, which was dark red.
If one looked carefully, it was not difficult to find that there were some fragments of unknown objects on it. Lin Mo could faintly smell a rotten stench from it.
Could it be rotten meat?
Lin Mo frowned and was not sure.
Just as Lin Mo was observing the room.
Suddenly, the sound of unlocking came from the rusted iron door opposite Lin Mo.
Crack.
Soon, the iron door was opened and a middle-aged male elf walked in.
Lin Mo recognized him at a glance. It was the taxi driver!
At this moment, the taxi driver was still neatly combed, but he was not wearing glasses. There was a large medical band-aid on his chin, and his clothes had changed into a strange dark red suit.
After turning around and closing the door, the taxi driver lifted the plastic sheet in front of him and tidied his suit as he walked toward Lin Mo in the middle of the warehouse.
Creak.
Creak.
The leather shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the plastic sheet, as if they were stepping on snow.
The corners of the taxi driver's mouth were still curled up, maintaining a cold smile that made people's pores stand on end.
Looking at the taxi driver in front of him, Lin Mo could not imagine that this person was actually the refined uncle he saw in the taxi.
It was as if they were two completely different people!
"You're finally awake?"
The taxi driver stared at Lin Mo and walked straight to him.
" Lin Mo, 22 years old, local of Triumph City. He slaughtered more than 70 people in Lyme Village in the early hours of this morning. Hehehe…"
The taxi driver laughed as he spoke.
Lin Mo stared at the taxi driver. A bad premonition surfaced in his heart, and his expression turned ugly.
"I didn't kill him!"
Lin Mo said in a deep voice.
"You didn't kill him?"
" Hehe, I'm not an agent from the Security Bureau. You don't have to lie to me. Besides, from your eyes, I can see how crazy you are deep inside. That evil aura…"
At this point, the taxi driver closed his eyes and took a deep breath with an intoxicated expression.
"That's right, he looks very similar to me!"
"But…"
The driver hesitated.
He raised his hand again to straighten his suit, then pointed to the glass jar beside the stretcher and said elegantly,"Do you see those things? They are all my masterpieces, my spoils of war. They contain pure virgin blood!”
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