Chapter 85 The Special Slave Bill

After leaving the Brotherhood, Yallin showed a gloomy look on his face. He walked away quickly, and appeared in front of the building where the lock was smashed a quarter of an hour later.

The door was empty, and the smashed lock fell to the side of the ground. He kicked off the brick on the ground, picked up the broken lock on the ground, held it in his hand, and opened the door and walked inside.

There is remote sensing between the slave and the master. Although there is no clear and complete expression in the transmitted signal, it is used as a calm “standby” or a blood-thirsty “turn on”. This simplest and purest mood swing is still Can be caught by Yarlin on the other side.

Yes, although the slave is like a quiet dead person most of the time, when he has limited activities, there are simple mood swings, such as excitement, hunger and thirst, bloodthirsty…

On the second floor, the entire aisle was dark and lacquered, only the light in the next room was on, and the dim yellow light radiated a stretched shadow on the wall opposite the corridor.

Yarlin sighed. He turned the corner and saw Bald Bill standing upright in the doorway, like a child who had done something wrong, at the penalty station at a loss, and dragged a blood stain under his feet, the blood stain extended all the way to the bed. By the side and the window, a corpse with a broken throat was paralyzed on the ground.

The horrifying and distorted face, the entire throat and muscles were torn out and shattered. The white navy uniform was stained with blood and stubble of muscle tissue. Next to it was a sack that was dragged out. Some gold and silver products were stuck in it. On the pool of solidified blood, there was also a dazzling red mark on the gray window.

Disharmony!

Yallin raised his eyes and glanced at Bill. He blinked his eyes awkwardly, and called up the slave’s message in his mind:



Slave Leader (Bill)

Race: Humanoid.

Class: First-order good product, cannot be evolved.

Mental intensity 0

Nerve conduction rate 3

Bone hardness 2.4

Muscle activity 2.3

Blood density flow rate 0

(Reorganized and alienated carbon-based life forms, paper-paste-like weak bodies, brainless cannon fodder, do not have any cultivation value.)

Yarlin’s eyes widened. He clearly remembered that the original information was not written like this. It turned out to be a first-order inferior quality, and the bone hardness and muscle activity were both numerically 2. What is the extra word “leader” Appeared at the time.

He suspiciously called up the attributes of other slaves in his mind, and the initial attributes remained unchanged. Therefore, it was only the slave in front of him who grew up differently, um, the leader of the slave, Bill.

“But doesn’t it mean that you can’t evolve?”

Yallin is convinced that until now, the four “unevolvable” fonts in the attribute information have been marked with scorching glaring, but Asturger has been completely dormant during this period of time, and has not treated Yallin at all. There is no answer to the question.

So, he can only rely on himself!

“Growth is not equal to evolution!” Yarlin can only draw a conclusion like this: “Growth is only the improvement of quality, from inferior to good, but it will always stay in the first-order class, and evolution means that it can Break through the shackles of this class…”

Withdrawing his thoughts, Alindo looked at Bill twice, and suddenly found that the eyes of the slave had been moving slowly with the movements of his body.

This slave seemed to be different from the other rigid slaves. His eyes seemed to be a little more flexible. If you think about it this way, Bill is the only murderer in this “homicide incident”.

When Yarlin left, he did not leave any instructions to the slaves. This was his own negligence. He did not expect that a thief would enter the house, and he was also a villain in a navy uniform.

Of course, Yarlin was not able to judge Bill’s autonomous behavior at this time because he realized that the villain had come in, or he was simply feeling hungry and couldn’t restrain his inner killing instinct.

After all, it is impossible for Bill to grow up for no reason. To put it bluntly, his growth is inseparable from the corpse under his feet.

It’s also to blame for him that he didn’t discover Bill’s particularity, and paid too little attention to the whole of subordinate slaves. Then, a thought flashed in his mind: “Why Bill is the leader of subordinate slaves? What speciality does he have? Well, uh… if there is anything special, he is the first transformant, and also the first slave to be successfully incubated.”

Arrange in chronological order!

Then the leader’s level, besides being able to grow, his eyes are more flexible and subjective, will he have other special features.

“Good job!” Yallin raised his eyes and glanced at Bill and said, he had made up his mind to pay more attention to Bill, so that he could not let him get moths under his eyelids.

Bill’s eyes turned weirdly, and his reaction was slow and joyful. Yallin waved his hand speechlessly and ordered Bill (the leader of the slaves) to go out and resume the standby state with those of his kind.

“Then who are you?”

Yarlin sat on the edge of the bed, staring deep at the corpse on the ground, his shoes stepped on the navy uniform, and his face showed a pensive look.

“You said you were okay, why did you want to follow me sneakily, and even got into my den. Your father didn’t teach you when you were a child, can’t you just enter other people’s homes casually… It’s really troublesome!”

Although Yarlin didn’t see what happened with his own eyes, he only slightly changed his mind and guessed what happened. The question is when did the navy focus on him and who was instigated behind it?

“It’s been a little careless lately, I didn’t even notice it.” Yarlin frowned. Since he was wearing a navy uniform, Yarlin naturally pushed the time to count from the time he stepped into the 153 branch of the Navy. Fortunately, he was basically soaking in the document room this month. Although his behavior was a little strange, he did not do anything dangerous after all.

“Then who will be staring at me? Senjeri, shouldn’t it be him, that’s the other officers of the navy branch, the fault should be on Senjeri, to be exact, the one that Senjeri brought to the deal Kevia’s head, a person with a heart may associate that head with himself after a little investigation. The one who traded with Senjeri was… he mentioned the name, yes, it’s Lieutenant Colonel Sartoni, so it’s you. Oh!”

Although it is difficult to conceal this kind of thing completely, because Lieutenant Colonel Sartoni will eventually send this head to Colonel Munka, and the caring person will eventually trace the clue to Lieutenant Senjeri before contacting him, but Yarlin didn’t think it would be the latter kind of complicated situation. The most likely suspect could only be Lieutenant Colonel Sartoni.

“Not necessarily malicious, maybe just curious?”

Yarlin stood up helplessly and found a rag from the room to wipe the blood on the windows and on the ground, but he thought: “But the person sent now died directly, haha~ this is a trouble!”

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