The Modern Age of the Mysterious Chapter 222

The white mermaid left for a long time before returning to the bottom of the pool.

However, the question just now seemed to stimulate her, she had been sinking in the water and was unwilling to float.

Although he can no longer ask Nana, Sean has already obtained some important information-about the meat processing factory, and now he has some conjectures in his heart.

This conjecture can only be verified by fieldwork.

Sean asked some more questions about the location of the meatpacking plant.

After that, he stood up and seemed to be planning to say goodbye.

The chubby girl Maggie suddenly appeared, pointed at the camera on Mr. Wuyou's chest and asked, "Mr. Norberty, we have never had a group photo in Wild Dog Park...

"Can you take a group photo for us?"

To gain such trust, Sean was also a little surprised.

He undid the holster of the Zeiss camera: "Of course you can - but it will take time to develop the photos, and it will take a few days for the photos to be sent to you."

"It doesn't matter." Maggie had a satisfied smile on her face, with her pupils enlarged by glasses, like an overweight cat, "Anyway, we've been waiting for this for a long time."

"Ok."

Sean directed the children of the Wild Dog Park to gather together.

Behind him is the "big man" sitting behind the tree.

Nana knew she was going to take a picture, but even though she had some emotions, she floated up, folded her hands on the shore, and looked at this side timidly.

Click!

The fan-shaped flash flashed in the depths of the dimly lit park, making Mr. Wuyou's eyes flash for a moment.

Sean seemed to see something, but the flash was too fast, he couldn't be sure what he saw, just blinked.

The images of several people in Wild Dog Park were left on the film.

After nearly twenty minutes of walking, Sean's clone came to the agricultural area, near the Ocean City meat processing plant.

It's a bit surprising, but it also has an inexplicable sense of rationality...

Franken's Mansion is not far from the meat processing factory - the straight-line distance is about 300 meters.

"This must not be a coincidence..."

Sean added psychic smelling salts, and Mr. Wuyou's spiritual power has basically recovered.

"That kind of strange meat mixed with hypnotics is made by this processing factory.

"Kate and the others found Nana in the sewage outlet...

"There must be some secret in the meat processing plant."

Except for a guard booth at the main entrance and a few slack guards, the meat processing factory has no other guards, and it is not difficult to sneak into it.

Essence was exploring around, and Sean's clone walked towards an iron railing on the side of the processing factory.

Still a few steps away from the iron railing, Mr. Wuyou raised a hand.

In Sean's spiritual root space, the divine feather in the shape of a scarab lit up.

The divine power of "serving all things" took effect, and the iron railings, which were originally upright and unyielding, bent down like a slanderer when they saw the king.

It opened itself like an iron curtain, forming a doorway that was one person high.

After Mr. Wu You walked straight in, these "subservient" iron railings stood up again according to Sean's will.

Looking at the halo unique to scarabs left in his palm, Sean slightly sighed at the convenience of "serving all things".

Using the same method, a doorway was opened on the brick wall where it was found that there was no one on the inside.

Sean's clone entered a meat processing factory with a strong stench.

In order to avoid wasting spiritual power by repeatedly using the Forgotten Flash, Sean threw out the spiritual quality hook and climbed onto the steel beam in the processing factory.

Due to the operating environment of the meat grinder all the year round, there is a layer of greasy blood-stained fat on the steel beam...

He didn't want Mr. Wuyou's suit and shoes to stick to dirt and affect his actions. Every time Sean took a step, he used a small amount of divine feather power to push the dirt away.

Walking on the steel beam, Sean was able to overlook the entire meat processing plant.

——The sanitary environment here is by no means good.

A large stainless steel tank filled with minced meat, with disturbing black and red bloodstains left under the welding seam.

The smashed meat spit out from the processing pipeline is reminiscent of biological excretion, and the suspicious minced meat emits a greasy smell and a **** smell straight to the forehead...

The inside of the factory, whether it is the cement floor or the red brick wall, is greasy and greasy everywhere, covered with a layer of black grease and blood.

Occasionally passing staff, their rubber clothes are full of dirt, exuding a nauseating stench, and their actions are rude.

Obviously, the suspicious meat supplied by Ocean City all came from this factory.

But……

"What kind of meat are these?" Sean seemed to be an investigative reporter at this time, standing on the steel beam, raising his camera from time to time to take pictures of everything he saw.

Walking softly on the steel beams seems to be retracing the production process of these processed meats.

He looked at the disgusting meat, passing one machine after another on the conveyor belt, gradually changing from minced meat to minced meat, from minced meat to meat cubes and steaks...

Even though he could see the steak directly, Sean couldn't tell what animal the meat came from.

Combining the previous experience, he had a terrible guess in his heart, but he still shook his head and rejected: "Even if this is a city run by a madman, such a thing can never happen..."

The investigation is about to enter the most critical part - in the next processing area, he will be able to see what these dismembered pieces of meat were before.

However, the most critical processing area is surrounded by brick walls. The access to the steel beams is also blocked behind a brick wall.

"It seems they want to keep this a secret..."

Sean closed his eyes and let the spiritual substance pass through the brick wall.

"No one is watching, no explorers are guarding..."

Suddenly, the susceptible elixirs felt a burst of intense emotion—

It was intense despair and deep-rooted fear.

This emotion condensed into unspeakable sentences of begging for mercy...

"Please! Don't kill me! Don't! I don't want to die!..."

Emotions were momentarily interrupted.

Mr. Wu You pursed his mouth tightly and placed his hand on the brick wall lightly.

Concrete and red brick obeyed Sean's will, silently opened a door, Sean's cat got into it, and they built it back on their own.

In the area surrounded by brick walls, the light became dim.

Sean held his breath and moved slowly on the steel beam.

Then, he seemed to see a strong oil painting, an oil painting depicting the scene of hell.

He saw a wriggling and moaning hill on the blood-stained black concrete floor of the room.

If you look closely, you can see that this hill is made up of countless strange-shaped creations.

A butcher in a black rubber coat hooked a nearly human-shaped food from a hill with a steel hook...

The skin of the humanoid was dark and smooth, the scales on its body emitted dim lights, and the huge mouth without lips that kept opening and closing, secreted this white foam.

In order to suppress his heavy breathing, Mr. Wu You covered his mouth.

His eyes had completely adapted to the light here, and he looked carefully at the ground...

A man with a huge head lying on his back has goat-like spiral horns on both sides of the top of his head. These horns seem to grow wildly indefinitely. They have burst through the eyes of this poor man, and even burst out of the skull again.

A dwarf lying on the ground, the skin on his back seems to have a terrifying skin disease, the pores are thicker than ordinary people's fingers, and there are black crow feathers, and the butcher is pulling out these feathers with iron pliers— —Each time is uprooted~www.mtlnovel.com~ makes the dwarf shudder and the blood on his back is blurred.

Another person... It's hard to call him a person, because his body is covered with arms, and even a deformed limb protrudes from his mouth, like a ball of radial flesh composed of hands.

What is terrifying is that these hands are like coelenterates, all twitching gently, as if trying to grab something.

A skinny, human-skinned giant snake with long hair on its head was trying to find a way to wriggle into the distance. The staff who caught up with it directly smashed its head with a hammer...

Butchers have an orderly division of labor, some are handling, some are "roughing", and some are responsible for "decomposing"...

The dismembered parts were placed in a cart and pushed out of this secret room.

In this "hell", the staff chatted about the trivial matters in their lives while carrying out various "processing".

Mr. Wu You swallowed his saliva and forcibly suppressed the urge to vomit.

Sean, who has always maintained his composure, turned pale for the first time.

In the bedroom, Olivia asked, "Sean, are you okay?"

Sean waved his hand, took a deep breath, and returned his attention to Mr. Wuyou.

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