Living body

"Shen Li, where are the people here..."

Before Huang Xi finished speaking, a loud noise was heard suddenly, and a flame exploded in the darkness——

Song Liao, who was lying on the sofa, was also awakened by the sound and fire, but because her body was too stiff after lying down for a long time, she fell to the ground all together.

"Lu Mi—"

Shen Li yelled, and ran straight to the kitchen where the flames exploded.

However, there was a figure faster than him - 27, who was guarding the door, rushed in and went straight to the exploded kitchen.

It was a slight explosion. Before Shen Li could reach the door, 27 with a scorched face had already walked out with Lu Mi in his arms.

The cold-proof clothes on Lu Mi's body were all blown apart, his face was covered by his arms, but there was nothing serious about it, but his right hand was scorched from the wrist to the elbow, and blood came out from the scorched wound. And he still gripped a frying pan in his hand——

"Quick, help him tie his arms tightly, and then look for a first aid kit and other usable things here!"

"No, I didn't find the first aid kit..."

Hearing this, Shen Li took out a clean T-shirt from his backpack and tore it into strips to bandage up Lu Mi's wound, calling him continuously:

"Lu Mi, can you hear me, wake up..."

The flames of the explosion have not been completely extinguished, and the surrounding area is scorched and messy. 27 Putting down Lu Mi, he looked around the entire kitchen——

The switch of the gas stove was turned off, but the gas pipe next to it was wide open. Fragments were blown everywhere, some of which could still be seen from their original appearance, and some were beyond recognition. The chimney above the head It has also fallen completely.

The young officer squatted down and touched several cut marks on the metal pipe with his fingers—someone deliberately set up a trap for this explosion.

"Ah—" Lu Mi suddenly woke up with a scream, "...Shen Li, I'm in so much pain..."

"It's okay, Lu Mi, you're okay, tell me, where else are you injured besides your arm?"

"Neck..." Lu Mi said in pain with his eyes closed, "My neck...I don't think it can move..."

Hearing this, Shen Li immediately checked his spine carefully: "...Did you land on your back when the explosion happened? It may be a fracture, try your best to see if you can move a little...Okay, your spine is fine, It should only be a temporary paralysis, is there anything else?"

"No...for now...the meat in the pot...don't...it hurts..."

"Let's carry him to the sofa over there together."

"Can he move like this?" Song Liao folded his hands and frowned at Lu Mi who looked miserable.

"It's too cold on the ground, he can't just lie down like this." Shen Li walked to Lu Mi's side and put his hands directly under his armpits, "Let's carry him to the sofa over there together."

Lu Mi looked small in size, but he was not light in weight. It took some effort for the three of them to put him safely on the sofa where Song Liao was lying on.

"Lu Mi, what's the matter with you, you can blow up the kitchen with just one meal?" Song Liao panted and put her on the sofa and sat down directly.

"Ouch... don't press my hand, it hurts..." Lu Mi said, throwing the pan in his hand on the ground, "Where did I fry it... It hurts... I was just about to light the fire, and he threw it on his own. It exploded...it hurts..."

"What blew up by itself, do you think it's a mechanism?"

"Let him rest for a while." Shen Li glanced at the kitchen, "It may be that the gas pipeline has been damaged due to long-term exposure to high and low temperatures."

"Impossible, this material..."

"It hurts me to death... Lu Mi, do you have anything to eat..." Lu Mi interrupted Song Liao with a howl, and looked over with a miserable face.

The things in the kitchen were naturally inedible.Shen Li dug out a bar of chocolate from his backpack and handed it to Lu Mi: "That's all."

Song Liao glanced at the piece of chocolate and snorted coldly.

Holding the chocolate in both hands, Lu Mi didn't wait for Shen Li to help him unwrap it, he bit off the outer plastic paper in one bite and started to gobble it up.

Shen Li, Huang Ji and others were completely stunned by this eating.

"Lu Mi...do you still feel pain?"

The cryptography researcher, who was chewing and swallowing with all his strength, let out a breath through his teeth: "It's okay...do you want to eat..."

The faces of the three froze at the same time, and they turned their heads silently to hide the twitching corners of their mouths.

"……Need not."

After two or three mouthfuls of chocolate, Lu Mi looked at Shen Li again, but the latter spread his hands to indicate that it was gone.

Because they carried too much scientific research equipment and did not plan to sleep outdoors, they hardly brought any outdoor items with them. An outdoor stove and two pieces of chocolate were still stuffed in the corner of the backpack that Shen Li used to—of course, the other piece of chocolate is temporarily no.

Seeing this, Lu Mi immediately remembered the wounds on his body, and began to hum.

Song Liao snorted twice: "If you hadn't blown up the kitchen, maybe you still have a lot of food to eat."

"It's not my fault, I walked in and just saw a piece of meat in a pan on the stove and wanted to pick it up to look at it and it exploded."

"I don't understand." Huang Xie said suddenly, "Why didn't the people in this scientific research station respond to the violent explosion just now, the power has not been restored, and they didn't come to check when the explosion happened..."

The three of them were stunned at the same time.

Since they entered the scientific research station, they have not seen a living person, and for nearly an hour, the power has not shown the slightest sign of recovery.

"According to the research institute I stayed in before, if the power is cut off, the first thing everyone usually does is to lock the door, and then gather in a place with a lot of people."

Song Liao frowned and pondered for a while and said, "Since it's a crowded place, maybe they're all down there, let's take a look..."

"The elevator is blocked." The light in Shen Li's hand shined on the location of the elevator, which is currently blocked by a large pile of metal tables and chairs.

"How is this going?"

"It seems like they didn't want the elevator to come here."

As Shen Li said, he walked towards there with a flashlight in his hand, the light passing through the gap between the table and stool legs could only cast a messy black shadow.

"27, can you..." Shen Li turned around, "What about 27?"

Song Liao and Huang Ji looked at each other, then shook their heads at Shen Li.

"He was in the kitchen just now, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye."

"I did not notice."

Shen Li walked quickly to the door and pushed open the safety door in the corridor. Suddenly, he kicked a piece of metal with his foot and made a crisp sound—it was a bent and deformed broken lock.

"Mister is gone too." Shen Li said looking at the empty corridor.