Terror recovery: I became the shadow of the school belle sister

In Shanhan City, deep underground in the outskirts of the city.

Many scientific researchers in white coats walked around.

In a room on the bottom floor, Huo Beilin in overalls was seriously looking at the report in front of him,
"There are obviously flaws in this report, let them take it back and redo it!"

"But, Professor Huo, I still haven't figured out the rules of that ghost, so we..."

The assistant beside him showed a look of embarrassment.

Huo Beilin frowned and scolded him:

"You are scientific researchers, if you don't do it, who will do it?"

The assistant's face was red and then white. He was silent for a while, and finally closed his eyes and nodded:

"I see, Professor Huo."

After the assistant left, Huo Beilin looked at the ghost in the transparent glass in front of him and smiled.

Black flames were shining from that Specter's body, and its whole body was encircled by a gold ring, but it was clearly visible that there was a green flame beating in its abdomen.

The ghost didn't struggle either, it just lay there peacefully, as if it had lost its purpose and fell into a deep sleep.

"Xiao Zhao, go and get two ghost nails!"

After Huo Beilin yelled, there was a sound of running outside the door.

After 2 minutes, a young girl opened the door and came in. She took out a transparent bag containing two rusty subway nails.

This thing, like the ghost clothes, was researched by the scientists of the Dragon Kingdom.

The production of ghost nails is relatively easy, so general laboratories are used for experiments.

Huo Beilin took out the ghost nail from the transparent bag, and put it in a small grid on the right.

The small grid automatically closed, and there was a sound of mechanical operation.

Two mechanical hands appeared behind the transparent glass, each holding an iron nail, obviously the two that Huo Beilin put in just now.

Afterwards, Huo Beilin manipulated the joystick and buttons on the table, and began to move the manipulator.

A mechanical hand moved slowly, and finally moved to the belly of the ghost fire.

The black flames there were very thin, and Huo Beilin's manipulator's mechanical hand precisely bypassed the black flames, and the ghost nails went in.

Teng!
The green flame dimmed instantly, and the black flame seemed to gain the upper hand and soared into the sky.

You can faintly see black mist forming around the ghost fire.

With a sullen face, Huo Beilin immediately began to manipulate the other robot arm.

The manipulator stopped at the head of the will-o'-the-wisp.

The black fog was getting thicker, somewhat blocking the view, but Huo Beilin didn't relax at all, just stared closely, trying to find the position through the black fog.

Finally, the joystick was lowered, and the manipulator slowly moved forward.

chi chi~
chi chi~
The ghost nail was blocked by the black flame, and the tip instantly turned into liquid.

But Huo Beilin didn't care, and just continued to move forward.

Man-made ghosts and objects finally prevailed and pierced the head of the will-o'-the-wisp.

The black flames were instantly extinguished and dimmed, and the black mist gradually dissipated.

Huo Beilin did not relax, staring at the scorched body.

However, as the two ghosts were suppressed, Huo Beilin's body fell into complete silence, without any movement for a long time.

"should be okay……"

Huo Beilin muttered,

"The level of the two will-o'-the-wisps is not high, the ghost nails will definitely work, it will definitely work, my experimental theory is not wrong, it will definitely be successful..."

At this moment, Huo Beilin is not like a scientist standing in the forefront of the times, but like a paranoid old man.

But time passed by, as if it was stripping him of his faith.

Huo Beilin slumped down slowly, a few tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

dong dong!

Suddenly, a voice from behind the glass made Huo Beilin startled.

He looked up and saw a scorched glass staring straight at him through the glass.

The will-o'-the-wisp broke free from the shackles at some point and came to the glass.

And it was it that knocked on the glass twice.

"Wind?"

Huo Beilin wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, struggled to stand up, and then stared at the black face in front of him with wide eyes.

It was a terrifying face that had been burned after being burned by the fire, but Huo Qifeng's stern face could still be vaguely recognized.

His eyes were also completely black, but they were moving.

The numbness and emptiness in the eyes are gradually fading away, replaced by doubt and clarity.

It seems that some kind of wisdom has returned to this body controlled by the ghost.

In other words, Li Gui is losing control of this body, and it is its previous owner who regained control of this body:

Huo Qifeng!
Watching this scene, Huo Beilin hurriedly walked to the microphone next to him, and shouted loudly:

"Qifeng, is that you? If it's you, dance!"

Huo Qifeng inside just glanced at the loudspeaker that was emitting the sound, and then stood there blankly without moving.

The hope rising in Huo Beilin's heart was a little less at this moment, but he still asked unwillingly:

"Wind? What's wrong with you?"

Huo Qifeng inside ignored him and just continued to stand where he was.

He even raised his hand to knock on the glass from time to time, but Huo Beilin couldn't see what he was doing.

Finally, after thinking for a long time, Huo Beilin didn't try again.

"It seems that there is still a missing link..."

Huo Beilin sighed, then put down the microphone in his hand and pressed a button.

Bang!
Several golden boards appeared from six directions and pushed on Huo Qifeng.

Subsequently, the manipulator controlled the electric welding machine to weld the gap.

Huo Qifeng was tightly locked inside, and there was no longer a trace of breath leaking out.

Afterwards, Huo Beilin walked out with a serious face.

When he walked all the way to the entrance of the laboratory, Huo Beilin saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses.

The man was dressed in a decent suit and seemed to be of extraordinary status, but he was walking around anxiously at the entrance of the laboratory.

Seeing Huo Beilin coming out, the middle-aged man trotted over immediately.

First, he checked that there was no one around, and Huo Ziyuan said in a low voice:
"Dad, how's it going?"

Huo Beilin let out a long breath, then shook his head.

"Dad, what do you mean? What's going on with Xiaofeng now?"

"Don't worry, I am more concerned about Xiaofeng's condition than you. He is not dead yet, but it may take a while to recover."

"For a while? That's good, that's good."

Huo Ziyuan let out a sigh of relief, and regained the composure of a rich man before.

Afterwards, the father and son walked out of the laboratory.

A blinding white light flickered behind them.

At this moment, in the laboratory, the gold box was completely dark.

Huo Qifeng's eyes were still open.

He reached out and knocked on the golden board.

dong dong!

It only rang twice and there was no follow-up.

But after a while, the voice came from the golden chest again.

dong dong!

I don't know if it was because of his too much strength or because the golden box was too thin, but the sound echoed very loudly in the room behind the glass.

But no one could hear the voice,
In the empty room, the sound was like a huge heart contracting and expanding, regular and dull.

dong dong...