Those people were soaked in the solution, their eyes closed tightly.

It looked like a dead person being made into specimens.

Yun Yi walked back along the containers, his brows tightened as he looked back, and the people in front were just normal human beings.

At the back, the people in the containers, or should be called specimens, are getting more and more deformed.

It has gradually changed from two arms and two legs to three arms and four arms.

There are almost dozens of densely packed containers.

What made him feel even more bizarre was that there seemed to be an inexplicable sense of familiarity among all these specimens.

Before Yun Yi could take a closer look, the door of a research room not far away suddenly opened.

A man in a white coat walked out from inside, holding a small sealed bottle in his hand, and swiftly walked towards another research room next to him.

Yun Yi stepped forward lightly, hiding behind the nearest container.

Seeing the man knocking on the door, a man dressed in black opened the door, and through the gap in the door, Shen Qiu's figure could be seen inside.

The man in black saw the bottle in his hand, turned sideways slightly, made a way for the white coat, and the two entered the door together.

The door was closed tightly again.

Yun Yi was about to step forward, but when he looked up, he saw the man who had been made into a specimen in the huge glass container in front of him. He opened his eyes and looked straight at him.

His body tightened suddenly.

The skin on the specimen's whole body, even the lip color, was the same pale.

Seeing Yun Yi raising his head to see him, his hands were slightly floating in the surrounding liquid, and weakly pressed against the glass in front of him, he opened his mouth and said three words silently to Yun Yi.

Yun Yi's heart shook sharply, and immediately turned to look at the other containers.

Before, when he saw these containers, he subconsciously thought that they were all specimens made by dead people.

At this moment, I looked closely and discovered that the specimens in the containers were faintly fluctuating in the chest. It was obvious that all the people who were made into specimens were still alive.

Like Xiao Moli and the others, he never thought he was a good person. From the mission from the clouds to the battlefield in the Middle East, he had seen many dead people, and he had many lives in his hands.

For this reason, even though he felt disgusting when he saw the specimens in the container at first, he didn't feel scared either.

It's just that he is used to seeing the blood and blood. Seeing these, he can't help but feel some scalp tingling.

What kind of cruel methods were used to make all these living people into specimens, soak them in containers to keep them immortal.

What is Shen Qiu's purpose for experimenting with these living people?

He relaxed his steps and walked silently to the door of the research room where Shen Qiu was located.

Probably because of the soundproofing and secrecy measures, his hearing has been specially trained since he was a child, and he still cannot hear the conversations of the few people inside.

Yun Yi twisted his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then turned and walked quickly to the laboratory where the white coat had just come out, raised his hand to open the thing that Little Mango gave him on his wrist, and swept toward the door code.

After a while, there was a slight click from the door lock and the sound of the door lock being opened.

Yun Yi cautiously pushed open the door, and made a quick turn around the research room.

Except for a few instruments, it is on the table closest to the inside.