It is very likely that Philip has been transformed into a cyborg, which is equivalent to the news of death, which has hit everyone hard.

This person was their main target, but now he is dead.

Wilde's will suddenly declined. He leaned against the door silently, frowned, as if thinking about what to do next.

Li Wei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, then, what else can you tell us next? Maybe we can avenge you."

The woman lying on the bed showed a pale smile, and her weak voice immediately sounded: "I joined Blackbird Heavy Industry four years ago, specializing in mechanical majors. Last year, I was transferred here to be responsible for the study of biological semi-mechanization."

"At that time, we had actually achieved certain results. However, the cost of biosemiconductor has not been reduced and the success rate is difficult to increase. This has always been a technical problem that we are difficult to overcome."

"But just after I was transferred to this institute, three months later, all the original professors were transferred away, and the person in charge who was replaced was Professor Winterling."

"After Professor Winterling began to take over the work of the institute, our research and development progress has made rapid progress, and the success rate and efficiency of semi-mechanized creation have been improved several times, and the mortality rate of experimental subjects has been reduced to less than one percent, reaching the point where mass production can be achieved."

"Everything is moving in a good direction, and I have the opportunity to advance to become a formal researcher... but who knows, this is just the beginning of all nightmares."

"When the disaster broke out, we also tried to activate emergency measures. At that time, we didn't know why the biochemical warehouses in Merlin Avenue and the Four-Leaf Crull community were out of control, and we were still trying to remedy them... Who knew that on the second day of the disaster broke out, Professor Winterling announced that the entire institute was closed. At that time, there was already panic and no one could leave the institute. A week ago, after the Deep Dark Cult Group arrived here, the bloody massacre began."

"Aruman...Jessica...Cutini... They are all dead...all dead...all dead..."

Her voice gradually became smaller and finally became silent.

Cai Yutong looked at everyone, shook her head, and said, "It's dead."

The medicine powder she applied to the woman's wound was really just analgesic. Her physique was just an ordinary person. The broken left leg wound could not be properly treated. So much blood was flowing from the right hand that had just been sawed off.

A lot of blood loss was the cause of her death.

"What should I do now?" Qian Long asked.

Wilde remained silent.

Li Wei said: "Look at 0172 first. Maybe Philip left something there. After all, according to what this woman said, there should be three days between the situation deteriorating and Philip's death. Three days, if you want to do it, you can do something."

No one objected, everyone left the room and continued to look for 0172.

During the search process, they also encountered a team of deep secret sects carrying three or four newly processed researchers' bodies, which were easily solved by them.

Unfortunately, they were unable to save any living researcher.

"If you want to transform these people into cyborgs, why do you need to saw off their limbs in advance? Why don't you keep their vitality?" Chen Fu asked two questions, but no one can answer them here, and no one can understand this evil technology that transforms living people into cyborgs.

Every room here has a label. They slowly searched for it according to the label, and they quickly found Room 0172, which is also Philip's residence.

The door is locked.

This is not a problem for the witch hunters. If they don’t mind the noise, they can split the door lock with one knife. Even if they don’t do this, Cai Yutong can pry the lock open in a relatively short time.

After a moment, the door opened, there was no one inside, only large patches of dark red blood.

Philip is indeed not here, and there are many dangers.

"Look for it." Li Wei said, "see if you can get anything."

Several people started rummaging through the cabinets, but the final result was nothing.

Frowning, Levi said, "No... Wilde, you must think about it now. Have we missed something? Philip should leave some news here."

"Let me think about it." Wilde's mentality recovered a little at this time. He thought for a while, walked to the door, then stepped on the steps, twisted and turned to a corner.

He took out a small dagger from his waist, knocked it with the hilt, then replaced it with a blade, and cut it. After a while, he took out a piece of paper with some broken marks from the wall.

"Sure enough."

The depressed morale of the crowd was finally pulled back a little. Li Wei said, "Hurry up and decide what we will do next."

Wilde held the paper in his hand and said, "If you see this letter, it proves that I am dead."

"I don't know who you are, but I hope we have the same philosophy."

"I can't say much about paper limit. Professor Winterling is a senior priest of the Deep Dark Cult. He has at least reached the sixth level of development. He is probably only one step away from developing the elements."

"Blackbird Heavy Industry's biochemical improvement technology comes from the Deep Dark Cult. They used many elements of black witchcraft to improve the success rate of transformation. I don't know what special impact these elements of black witchcraft will have on semi-mechanical creations. I think there will be, but many experimental data are personally controlled by Professor Winterling and the Deep Dark Cult Cult, and there is no way to know the specific situation."

"The Deep Deep Cultivation Group was involved in biochemical research, and it was suspected that they had their goals. I had seen some black earthen altars piled up in Professor Winterling's office, which he seemed to attach great importance to. At the same time, after the Deep Deep Cultivation Group entered the institute, they seemed to be collecting these altars. I don't know what it contains, nor do they know what they use to take the things in it, but I found that these altars were transported to the central laboratory a day ago, and maybe the answers could be found there."

"In addition, I have collected some biochemical technical information after the participation of the Deep Dark Cult Group as much as possible and placed it in the B-204 laboratory. I hope this thing will be useful to you."

A piece of paper, writing these things full of time, without saying much nonsense, Philip had explained everything he could to explain clearly.
Chapter completed!