Chapter 69: Scared to Death

  That saying seems to apply to this kind of thing ——

  The saddest thing is when you die and nobody knows.

  Then we started discussing how Huang Mao died and what happened to him.

  "How did he die?" Jason, being a doctor, was the most clear about this aspect. Of course, what we saw was only the surface. Jason took a deep breath and said: "His wound wouldn't have caused his death. I've seen similar situations when I was in the army. At that time, there were no medical facilities. A person's abdomen was scratched by a wooden stake, with a wound about an inch deep, and it even cut into the artery. When he was found, he had already fainted. You know, every step to save someone without medical equipment is extremely important. In the end, we still managed to bring that person back. But this guy, he lost too much blood, but not to the point of being fatal."

  His words reminded me of the fear that flashed in Huang Mao's eyes before he died, and now I feel a bit uneasy.

  What is he afraid of?

  His fearful eyes reminded me of something I had seen before, but for a moment, I couldn't recall where. I furrowed my brow tightly and asked: "Don't you think these Japanese devils died in terror? The expression on their faces is as if they saw something terrifying. I always feel that they are not much different from Huang Mao's death."

  In an instant, I was startled by my own thoughts, and those fearful eyes appeared in my mind. The Japanese devils, the blonds, they all had one thing in common - they suffered immense fear before their deaths.

  "Are you saying they were scared to death?" Yu Gang exclaimed.

  I hadn't even nodded before Jason took a step forward, walking towards the small wooden house, saying as he walked: "What you said is true, he was indeed consumed by fear before his death, this can be seen from the depths of his pupils."

  We returned to the small cabin, only to see Jason walking up to a corpse and pointing at its face, saying: "I took a closer look and found something strange. All of them, their eyes are staring in one direction."

  As soon as he said that, I subconsciously paid attention to the corpses standing and sitting on the ground. Only then did I discover that their faces were all twisted into grotesque expressions, yet there was a look of fear, especially in those eyes, which seemed to magnify the fear several times over, concentrated within them.

  It's strange, they all stared in the same direction, if Jason hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have noticed this.

  Looking in the direction they were staring, I shuddered all over. Wasn't that where I saw a human face?

  Recalling that face, I felt a chill run down my spine and couldn't help but glance around, thinking to myself, they're all staring at the same spot, there can only be one reason for this.

  They found out that there was something in that place and before they could even react, they were scared to death by that thing.

  Is that thing a human face?

  Although that face was terrifying, it wasn't enough to scare someone to death. The Japanese people of that era had all seen big scenes, and even the horror of being flayed alive was a common occurrence. Those who had experienced the Nanjing Massacre, how could they be easily scared to death?

  I think what they saw shouldn't be human faces.

  What could it be?

  "We were locked out before we came in." Jason pointed to the corpse standing in front of the cabinet and said, "You see, this person is very strange. He's holding a pen in his right hand. Think about it, he might have been taking notes at that time, but there's nothing on his hands that can be recorded. Generally, people who hold pens must also hold notebooks. This suggests that the notebook in his hand has disappeared. So, I guess that after something happened here, someone came in before us and took away the notebook from his hand. And another thing, those corpses sitting at the table are the same. One of them is holding a pen, and the other two are holding a magnifying glass. From their posture, it can be seen that they were using the magnifying glass to observe something on the table at that time. See, this magnifying glass is still close to the table, which means they were studying something. I guess it's either data or the drugs they're researching. However, except for a thick layer of dust, there's nothing on the table. This point can also prove that someone came here after they died and took away some things."

  Jason finished speaking and stretched out his hand to pull the magnifying glass from the corpse's hand. His eyes seemed relaxed as he looked at these things, seemingly very transparent.

  His reasoning was quite consistent with the situation in the small cabin, where these Japanese devils were still working quietly before the accident, and it seemed that the accident only lasted for an instant, freezing their deaths just before work, still quiet at work, only dead.

  Yu Gang said in doubt: "No matter whether it's taking away materials or researching things, I think the people who took away things are absolutely not those Japanese devils. With the style of the Japanese devils, they would have definitely come to a big sweep like the Nanjing Massacre and wouldn't have left behind that full cabinet of medicine."

  Yu Gang really hates the Japanese devils, probably because he watched too many movies about this aspect since childhood. He's very familiar with their style. What he said is quite right, in line with the style of the Japanese devils - if they can't get something, they will definitely not leave it intact here; at the very least, they'll destroy the place.

  Then who would have come here after they had an accident?

  What about the reconnaissance team in 1950?

  What the old professor told me didn't include these things, they didn't mention encountering Japanese devils, of course, this was just one side of Huang Daxian's words at that time, whether it is believable or not, they also cannot make a conclusion.

  But I think Huang Daxian must have hidden some things, otherwise, why would he be chasing after him so desperately?

  My eyes were fixed on those corpses, wanting to find some clues from their expressions, but all I found was fear on their faces.

  Jason lowered his head and analyzed: "Those people who took things away, left in a hurry, didn't take the rest of the things, only took some important things away, I don't know what they are studying? Who can guarantee that they won't be scared to death by the things they studied?"

  "They won't be using human bodies for experiments, creating some kind of freak and scaring them to death, the more ugly people are, the more they do evil things." Yu Gang said, unable to hold back a kick at the corpse beside him.

  "Mutation? You're not kidding, are you? This isn't funny." My face looked a bit unsightly, I always felt that the things they were studying must have something to do with that reconnaissance team in 1950, but what exactly was it?

  "What can't the Japanese devils do? Anyway, we have guns in our hands, who cares if it's mutated or not, just shoot it and be done with it." Yu Gang swung his gun and burst out laughing.

  Jason also said: "This is very likely, we all need to be careful."

  I helplessly curled my lips, always feeling that it shouldn't be the thing they researched that scared them to death. If it was their research, there would definitely be signs of it beforehand. Currently, there is no conclusive evidence and nobody can say for sure.

  Suddenly, a face appeared in his mind, wearing Uyghur clothing, and that face also had fear magnified many times over, as did the eyes.

  I told the two of them what I was thinking: "Do you still remember? We met Jason's friend upstairs, and his death was similar to this one, as if he had been scared to death by something."

  Jason's back tensed up as soon as he heard this, his face turned somewhat unsightly, he furrowed his brow tightly and didn't speak.

  But Yu Gang nodded and said, "Now that you mention it, I realize that's really the case."

  It's true, those people were all unified in their massive fear, without any wounds on their bodies. The only difference was Jason's friend, Irons Cadets himself had some other reactions, he would run away, but hadn't succeeded before dying. His two hands tightly grasped the wooden board of the mechanism, as if using a great deal of force.

  This shows that what he encountered was different from what they encountered at the time.

  The Japanese devils had no room for reaction, while Irons Cadah was very clear that he had to escape.

  Even so, it's still impossible to escape death.

  I lifted my foot and walked towards that corner, but before I was halfway there, my pupils suddenly enlarged, and I took a step back, stuttering: "There are footprints over there."

  Deserted Love Curse

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