[Pseudo Criminal Minds]Gimmick Game

Iglio touched the wall inside a few times, a partition was easily pushed open, and the steps extending downward inside could be vaguely seen.

The intuition that she had trained for many years excited her, and the pleasure of her heart beating quickly covered up the only trace of uneasiness.

DeSciglio held out his right hand to her, and she took it lightly, walking down with him.

After walking about seven or eight meters, they encountered a password door.Familiarity was verified, and the cold metallic door slowly opened upwards.Inside the glass wall, there are still people conducting experiments that Lucia can only watch, but the atmosphere is obviously very different from the laboratory on the ground.

Looking at the fully armed operator Lucia in the laboratory wearing a protective suit and a thick helmet, she suddenly became nervous, and there was only one word left in her mind: biohazard.

DeSciglio didn't explain anything to her, and said hello to one or two people passing by.After walking to the end of the laboratory and turning left, there is another closed door.This time Lucia didn't dare to guess casually, because she really couldn't guess whether there was a living room or a staircase.But this time the door wasn't opened by DeSciglio, but from the inside.A tall, thin, oval-faced, ruffian-like man with hair shaved to the roots came out, and saw a little girl behind DeSciglio with a shocked expression on his face: "Enzo, are you crazy? Who is she?"

"Calm down. Lucia, this is Luigi Materrazi, the head of the five and seven laboratories, you can call him Gigi. Gigi, this is Lucia AndreaPirlo."

"I don't care who she is, I just want to know what she's doing here." Materrazi's tone was rather harsh.

"Busy you first, I'll go down and find you later." Materrazi seemed to be too busy to get away, trot to the stairs and leave a sentence "I'll wait for your explanation" before disappearing.

Lucia didn't show any expression on her face, but she had mixed feelings in her heart.She thought that she and DeSciglio had finally gotten to know each other better, but she didn't want to be beaten back to their original form in a flash.To him, she was just an outsider, not even a friend.Taking care of her was just entrusted by her elder brother who was the sister-in-law.She rubbed her trouser pockets with her hands, lowered her head and said nothing.

DeSciglio seemed to sense her depression, pulled one of his hands out of his trouser pocket, and led her a few steps towards the exit, facing a large white wall. Lucia was wondering what she was going to do when DeSciglio flicked a street light switch, and the wall in front of him slowly rose. Lucia took a closer look, only to find that the raised indicator was a occluded version that resembled a wall effect.Her gaze gradually moved upwards along with the veil. The first thing she saw was a pair of canvas shoes. Looking up, she saw a pair of palms with exposed veins, and then she saw... a blue-gray skin. Indigo blood vessels covered the skin like parasitic vines, the protruding whites of the eyeballs had been swallowed up by countless bloodshot eyes, and the python-like mouth was like a bottomless pit.There were several things in a similar situation standing behind that...creature. I saw two people outside the glass wall scrambling to rush up, licking, biting, and slapping the glass, leaving disgusting marks on it.

The situation in front of her was not as stimulating as Materrazi's words just now.

She looked at DeSciglio incredulously, and found him looking at her with the kind of tenderness she had often seen in Andrea's eyes: "This is all I am, Lucia."

She already knew the biggest secret of the man in front of her, which made her feel a deep sense of crisis: "Why do you want me to read this?"

"Because I trust you and appreciate your talent, and I also believe that you can help me realize my ideal."

There was a violent "bang" on the glass, and Lucia was subconsciously attracted to the opportunity, which was exactly what she needed.

Trust, how long has this word not appeared in her life?Since leaving Italy, this word has been sealed in the deepest part of her heart. She thought it would never appear again, but unexpectedly it came out again so easily, which caught her off guard.

"You gave me trust, but I can't give you loyalty." Lucia looked at the test subjects pasted on the glass wall and felt sad, not knowing whether it was for herself or for them. DeSciglio held the hand he was holding, made her face him, and pressed the switch with the other hand.The masked version fell again, covering up the cruel truth.

"Gigi just asked me why I brought you here, and I know you have the same doubts. I'm a lunatic, but definitely not in this matter. You and I, we're the same, hold your head up and listen to me We are the same kind of people, Lucia, believe me, I can see that light in your eyes, that light that can ignite everything and light up the world. I say you can do it, you can, I have Absolute confidence that you have not misjudged the person, do you have it?"

Lucia stared at the pair of blue eyes shining with light that could ignite everything to illuminate the world, and she couldn't say no to it no matter what, something was rampaging in her heart, making her blood boil.

"There's the last floor below, shall we go down and have a look?" Lucia nodded, letting DeSciglio lead her along.

Open the password door and go in. There is a large screen wall in front of you, which densely shows the real-time situation in every corner of the entire base.

DeSciglio manipulated the console, and the screen wall parted to reveal a clear glass door.He did palm print, iris and voice recognition, and the glass door opened.

The group of people inside saw DeSciglio's arrival with little movement, only the man closest to them raised the test tube in his hand as a greeting to them.

Lucia glanced around and saw that Materrazi, who had just argued with DeSciglio on the upper floor, was also there.

"LuciaAndreaPirlo, would you like to join us?" In the quiet laboratory, DeSciglio's voice was very clear.

Everyone stopped to look at her, but she turned to look at DeSciglio. DeSciglio looked straight ahead, like an ancient Roman emperor patrolling his thousands of troops in the dust. Lucia's blood was completely aroused, she shook DeSciglio's hand firmly, and replied in an unusually firm voice: "I do."

DeSciglio stared into her eyes with a charming smile and said in a low voice like a charm: "Welcome to hell."

The rest of the lab reacted the same way Materrazi did 5 minutes ago.

"Everyone come here."

When everyone came to the front, DeSciglio introduced to Lucia one by one: "Alessandro Rietti, Filippo Abate, Fabio Giannini, Simone Ranieri..." Lucia's head was full of black lines - boss, how patriotic are you, you don't accept foreigners, and Are you sure the group isn't called "Our Cause" or something?

Lucia greeted them one by one, and heard DeSciglio introduce to her the research purpose of the two underground laboratories: a kind of repairing cell similar to embryonic stem cells, but so far no progress has been made, the cells—maybe they can only be called Viruses—After entering the human body, they completely lose their targeting function. They just flow through the body with the blood and then devour normal cells like cancer cells, and finally turn normal people into corpses.

Naturally, Lucia's current level can't help much, so DeSciglio asked her to come over to study at least twice a week, and help her by the way. Lucia agreed, ignoring everyone's complicated eyes and leaving with DeSciglio.

It was dusk when they stepped on the bridge again, and the orange-red sunset stretched the shadows of the two people.The scenery outside the window revealed a trace of quiet beauty, and the two of them had nothing to say along the way, which just fit the atmosphere at this time.

Lucia's left hand has been held by DeSciglio and never let go. Over time, she has become greedy for this warm feeling. DeSciglio's hands are not at all like the hands that have been touching test tubes and syringes for a long time, with the pungent smell of various reagents, but like a pair of painter's hands, with a faint smell of paint.

DeSciglio knew that she had to go back to do experiments at night, so he didn't keep her for dinner, and sent her directly to the underground garage: "I'll be back in Milan in eleven or two days, do you want to go with me?"

"Okay." Lucia originally wanted to go to Japan to watch the Club World Cup, but she has been really busy recently, and her body has not fully recovered, so she was so tired that she had no interest in flying.Now that DeSciglio mentioned it, she counted the days and planned to go home directly.

"Then I'll book the plane ticket together."

"Okay, I'll go first."

DeSciglio pulled her over, on her forehead