Frye looked at Song Yi with some annoyance, and then laughed.

"Sure enough, you can't be careless."

Getter immediately took out a pinhole probe the size of a fingernail shell, handed it over, and Fry pulled out a long black strip of lighter laughing from his pocket, and when he put the probe inside, a screen of light and shadow immediately appeared, and the picture from the moment they met Jean began to be taken.

"Oh, Mr. Jean, it's been a long time, and I'm still as handsome and charming as ever."

Woohoo

This will cause a man to lie on the ground in the vegetable patch, imitating the barking of a dog, and then start howling, and then directly raise one foot and start peeing, and the urine will run down his pants.

"Peeing in the field again, Big Mao came over."

Fry shouted, and the man immediately stuck out his tongue, and ran over excitedly, like a dog, and exhaled excitedly, his tongue hung outside, and saliva splashed, and Fry took out a small note from his pocket, wrote down a string of numbers, and put some saliva on the man's tongue, and stuck it on his head.

"Go and inform the cadres, Da Mao, go quickly."

As he spoke, the man ran wildly on the ground with his hands and feet on all fours, and his speed was extremely fast, and he was already two hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Fry's eyes flashed with a green light, and then the particles of light began to move towards Song Ying, and she immediately took off all the clothes on her body.

After observing for a while, Fry pressed a hand on Song Ying's neck, and then stretched out his nose and sniffed.

"This man named Billy is not an ordinary person, I am afraid that he has a serious split personality, because there are many different particles in the breath molecules left on his body, interesting guy."

Song Yi sighed and waved his hand helplessly.

"It's good that the dean, you explain to us every time you go out, and the belongings are smeared with things on your body from a long time ago, I'm afraid they have already sent my lipstick to the 4th department to test DNA, but unfortunately they can't find anything, after all, 30 years ago, I was not a mutant."

Frye nodded, and then he took out a whistle, and suddenly it blew, and the moment the sharp and harsh and weird whistle sounded, the people who were still moving in the flower beds in the field walked towards this side, and a person was like a walking corpse, and the light of the sun began to dim, and in an instant a fierce red light swept by, and the night fell, and the entire mental hospital was instantly covered with a layer of fog-like aura, and a dim lamp lit up.

The nearly 200 people slowly approached, their eyes shaking in a daze, and Fry took out a tuning fork and tapped it with a small stick.

bite

With a pleasant and soft sound rippling, for a time one by one the mentally ill began to do gymnastics, Frye knocked down and down, they writhed, as if dancing, as if playing, stretching their arms and thighs, pulling each other in circles, looking happy, smiling.

Song Ying and Getter had already blocked their ears with earplugs at this time, but their hands and feet still moved a little disobediently.

After a while, Frye stopped tapping, he took out a small trumpet, there was a rubber sleeve behind it, after pinching, the little horn made a strange and continuous sound, one by one the mentally ill began to shake, as if there was no soul, towards the sides of Frye lined up little by little into the dark and lightless room.

"The human body is like a time bomb, these people I have put a good gear on them, as long as they go to the set time, they will detonate, it's really interesting, but now the matter on your side is more important, although they may find out something, but if they want to involve you, the most they can do is to take coercive measures, and then ......."

Song Yi giggled.

"Whether it's mental or physical pain, the methods they use are too pediatric, besides, if it really doesn't work, I'll blow myself up, this body doesn't matter."

Song Ying said and looked at his body, putting a finger in his mouth.

"Let's go, just wait for the two of you, the mad ball has begun, go to the house of the dead."

Frye said that he was still looking at Billy's photo, he had learned a lot from Billy's eyes, demeanor and movements, this guy is also an out-and-out madman, the corners of Frye's mouth raised slightly, turned around and walked slowly, after Gate put on Song Ying's clothes and pants, the two followed Frye into the dark and lightless building, the three of them seemed to be able to see, in the dark and lightless environment, there would be no bumps at all, and they walked normally.

After passing through the main building nearly 50 meters wide, two dim lights were lit outside, and in the distance there were towering buildings, and in front of me was a cemetery, with a large number of transparent urns on the ground, cylindrical, with a skull and the inscription of the name and date of birth and death.

Large and small urns were stacked on this brown dirt floor, in the middle, there was a cylindrical cement column, Fry took the two to the cement pillar, his eyes flashed blue light particles, the moment the light particles touched the pillar, accompanied by a rumbling sound, the urns around him shook and made a clattering sound.

Then the pillar began to rise slowly, until it rose nearly 10 meters high, and then a small door covered with dirt appeared, and when the door opened, there was a downward elevator inside, and the three of them walked in.

With a sinking rumble, the elevator stopped after a while, and the door opened with a creak, and there was an ancient-looking door in front of me, with an inverted skull pattern carved on the door, the door was brown, and the skeleton was black.

Knock knock

Frye knocked on the door, and the room opened with a creak, and for a moment there was a burst of laughter, a staggered sound, a strange smell of wine, and the excited cheers of men and women.

For a while, people in strange clothes got up one after another, looked at Frye who came in excitedly, bowed one after another, and shouted in unison.

"Dean."

"Please go to the grave hall."

Frye shouted, striding up, and a long line of individuals followed behind Frye, who smiled and took out a bone-shaped biscuit from his pocket and bit it down, instantly becoming extremely excited.