binary dead train

Chapter 67
Flesh and internal organs mixed with blood erupted in all directions, pouring a layer of thick plasma on everyone's body.

Hills froze.

The redhead froze.

The black suits were also stunned.

Turing was also taken aback, looking at his mess, he reached out and wiped his helmet.

Fortunately, I have another set of clothes...

After a short thought pause, he refocused on the person on the phantom limb.Although it can be regarded as a corpse now, it is a particularly miserable one.

"what---!!!"

The sudden scream made Turing's brain twitch, and the red one eye raised to look at the source of the sound.

The red-haired woman bound by layers of phantom limbs wanted to raise her hands in horror and shrink back, looking at Turing with an expression full of fear.

Turing glanced around, and those black suits suddenly couldn't care about the shattering pain in their arms at this moment, and couldn't help crawling away from Turing.Sears even fell limply to the ground, trembling all over.

"It seems a little bloody..."

Turing reflected on himself, planted several phantom limbs to tie up all the scattered black suits, and blocked the mouth of the red-haired woman, then threw the corpse in his hand away.

After the first human experiment, the brain and memory strengthened by phantom limbs have given him a lot of understanding of the human body structure.

He ignored the red-haired woman and Hills, but walked towards the next experimental target.

"Don't...don't come here! Don't..."

The phantom limb wrapped tightly around the next black suit in an instant, and the severe pain made him unable to make any sound. He could only watch a tentacle as thick as a thumb protruding towards his chest. ,

Then it stopped suddenly and turned to his mouth.

Turing looked at the struggling man, to be precise, it was his mouth that just let out a terrified cry.

Will it be more effective if implanted into the human body through the mouth?
However, there are still seven or eight living people here. Wouldn't it be too wasteful to try it directly on a living body?
Turing looked at it thoughtfully, gave up the black suit, and turned to the doctor who was headshot at the beginning.

The little tentacles got in from the doctor's mouth, and Turing tried micromanipulation. In the end, under the numb eyes of everyone, the doctor's body ushered in another sea urchin-style burst within half a minute.

"Hmm...the method should be wrong. However, this sudden loss of control may be used as an attack method, provided that the growth time of the daughter's growth in the human body can be precisely controlled."

Turing stood up thoughtfully, walked towards the previous black suit, then sniffled and frowned.

Through a mask, he smelled a smell of urine, and when he looked down, he saw the wet piece of the other party's crotch.

"What do you want to know...I'll tell you everything! Don't do it...I don't want to die...I don't want to die...!!"

The black suit struggled crazily like a frightened child, trying to stay away from Turing, but the tentacles wrapped tightly around the daughter body did not do what he wanted.

However, looking at the black suits wrapped in layers of clusters of offspring, Turing suddenly thought that it would be a feasible way to directly let the offspring take root on them.And if it is fully guided by itself, it may cause another explosion due to control problems.

So Turing no longer did it himself, but gave a very simple order to the phantom limb on the black suit: take root.

Drill as deep as you can.

The struggling black suit suddenly felt the tentacles on his body loosen, and a large number of tiny tentacles split out and plunged into his body fiercely!

The panic and the severe pain of his flesh being pierced made him let out a heart-piercing scream, and the people around him couldn't help turning their heads away, unable to bear to watch the scalp-numbing scene in front of them.

Ten seconds later, the black suit was still struggling, but he suddenly found that the restraints on his body had completely disappeared, replaced by a weird feeling.

He sat up abruptly, stroked his whole body, and found that except for the countless small holes on his body, those densely packed mechanical tentacles had completely disappeared.

But at the next moment, he seemed to have touched some hard substance, hidden under his skin, and the strong coldness made him have goosebumps all over his body, and he howled in horror.

It seems to be feasible, the phantom limbs are all split into the smallest state that can be split, and they are completely rooted in his body and cover about 70.00% of the area...

Turing looked at the black suit that was still touching himself, and stretched out his five fingers to grab it.

The black suit felt a sudden tightening of his body, and he suddenly stood up from the ground, doing all kinds of weird poses like a marionette.

tah... tah... tah...

In the quiet room, the terrified black suit made all kinds of stiff movements, and everyone around them stared wide-eyed at the weird scene in front of them.

Walking stiffly, spinning in circles, even doing mechanical dances...

"No...&...you did...what to me^&d..."

Seeing the almost incomplete sentence spit out by the other party, Turing put down his hand, and the movement of the black suit also stopped, standing in a standard military posture.

The daughter body controls the limbs by rooting the muscles and bones, but it does not have much influence on the ability to "speak".If it can be rooted in the nerve center and directly connected to the nerves, maybe it can completely control the human body... It's a pity that I don't have much knowledge of medical human anatomy, and for the nerve bundles, even if the current phantom limbs are minimally differentiated, they are temporarily insufficient To control the nerve bundles with roots... Turing thought.

It can be regarded as an effective experiment process, at least he didn't explode again.But I was lucky at the beginning, or in the process of the creeper transforming into a demon weapon, I chose the one closest to him for symbiosis...

Pressing these conclusions and conjectures to the bottom of his heart, Turing waved his hand, and the parasitic black suit felt a sudden tightening, and stood in place with a little pain and danced the mechanical dance again.

However, Turing didn't know how to dance, which made the movements of the black suit look extremely weird, with only a mechanical sense and no dancing.

In addition, although I can control the sub-body in the opponent's body without any gestures, reasonable use of body language seems to make the control more focused... Turing squeezed his gloved right hand.

At this moment, the members of the "Chemical Fiber" organization and Sears stared wide-eyed at the black suit who was making various mechanical movements on the spot, and they were so frightened that they became numb.

The good experimental results made Turing feel excited. He used the same method to successfully experiment on the other two black suits, and after gradually proficient, he let the daughters in their bodies hang the host.

With a scalp-numbing squeeze and the sound of bones breaking, the three black suits softened into mud, and then Turing set his sights on the red-haired woman. As his sight approached, the latter's body couldn't help shuddered.

"Please...don't treat me like that...I'll say everything..." The red-haired girl's voice was a little hoarse due to the prolonged urgency.After witnessing the horrifying scene of the three teammates, she just felt that her brain was put in the toilet and rolled over and over again, without any other thoughts.

Just beg yourself not to die so miserable.

Hmm...Because I have witnessed such a tragic death, I am now convinced.Just like the black suit just now... Turing glanced at Hills and sensed the monitoring range of the mechanical bug.

After scanning all the important monitoring points, if there is no abnormality, you can listen to the information first.

Opening his eyes, Turing walked up to the red-haired woman:

"Introduce yourself."

"Megan...Megan Harney..."

"I need all the information you know about the 'chemical fiber' organization, especially the bald eagle and the crow. Also, tell me about your actions today, and about Jayne and his students."

"Yes... I am the captain of the No. 12 field team. There are eight field teams in the organization, and each field team has [-] official members. My immediate superior is the four-handed orangutan. The chemical fiber has nine cores headed by the bald eagle. Members, we have two strongholds, four gangsters... My team is mainly responsible for but not limited to activities such as theft and arrest..."

"Really? So how many years have you been 'in service'?" Turing asked.

"Six...six years..."

six years?There are a lot of things that have been committed, and I shouldn't have too much psychological burden to deal with them.Turing nodded, motioning for her to continue.

"The mission this time is to steal the corpses of four retirees from the Nine Divisions who had official identities. One of the corpses has an unstripped implant of the executioner. The location is the Sixth Hospital of Yezhou."

"Jayne Liant used to have the status of a doctor and a network of contacts in the Sixth Hospital of Yezhou. We need his channel to enter the Sixth Hospital of Yezhou. However, Jayne Liant died unexpectedly during the arrest process organized by the organization. We can only find his students..."

Jayne was indeed dead.

"Teacher, he... is dead?"

Turing turned to Hills, who was sitting on the ground. The young man opened his mouth slightly, his eyes wide open, and his expression was disbelief. It seemed that he had temporarily forgotten the fright he had just had.

"During the capture process, he tried to escape by jumping out of the car and was run over by our vehicle. We cracked his mobile phone and found Hills Aguila through the information in the intelligence network." Megan Haney swallowed heavily I spit.

Under Megan Haney's narration, Hills seemed to have lost all the strength in his body, and murmured softly on the ground, his eyes filled with great grief.

"The teacher is dead... Teacher Jayne is dead..."

"I'm such a fool... I was fooled by you for so long..."

Turing ignored him for the time being, and asked more about some details, such as the code name of the core members of "Chemical Fiber" and the details of the leader, the bald eagle and the crow.There are also multiple logical holes in their actions today.

"The four corpses have all served in the Ninth Division, and their identities were officially covered up after retirement, so the hospital does not know their real identities... We have informants in the Ninth Division..."

"In terms of time, we must do it as soon as possible... because the fourth corpse died recently... and was sent to the nearest Yezhou Sixth Hospital as a normal death. The ninth department is likely to take over today. We must remove the power of the executioner as soon as possible. furnace……"

Megan Harney intermittently narrated some details to Turing, and he gradually understood this operation full of loopholes, as well as a certain understanding of the nine "executors".

The executioner system developed by Jiuke is a war technology that implants a power furnace in the body and then links the external armor.The combat members of the Nine Divisions will be stripped of their power furnaces when they retire, and they will return to normal people.But one of the four bodies of the chemical fiber target did not strip the power furnace.

As for Hills and his teacher Jayne, they are just victims of this plan, or tool people.

Because it is the technological monopoly of the ruler, the leakage of the executioner's power furnace is very serious. In order to get out of it, the chemical fiber organization chose people who have nothing to do with their own organization to carry out the main task, in order to get rid of it completely.

After listening to all the narrations of the other party, Turing had new doubts and looked at the corpse that was dissected by them.

It was the appearance of a middle-aged man.

"What is the identity of this corpse? Why was he able to retire without stripping the power furnace?"

Megan Haney opened her mouth, as if thinking about something.

At last she spoke a name:
"His name is Wu Mingen."

(End of this chapter)