Director Luo's underground facility held two Replicator corpses, laid out on a platform.
One was the Replicator who had been shot at New Moon Bay two days earlier. It had decayed the most. The second was the Replicator San Gou had stabbed with a Phillips screwdriver. It had ultimately failed to pull through.
There was also one survivor, locked inside another glass enclosure. It was the one captured alive at Star City Second Hospital the day before.
The second corpse had decayed slightly less than the first, but not by much. Judging solely from its facial features, it was already almost impossible to identify.
Han Yiming smoked silently off to the side.
Director Luo rested his chin on his hand, his narrow eyes narrowed as he pondered something.
Only San Gou kept circling the second corpse, sizing it up from time to time.
A Replicator either voluntarily reverted to the appearance of its original host or returned to its original form only after being killed.
Jiang Yue and the others had essentially confirmed this point.
"Second Brother, why does this person look a little familiar to me?"
"Oh?"
The gloomy atmosphere at the scene was completely shattered by San Gou's words.
"San Gou, take another careful look."
"His face is too badly decayed, so I'm not completely sure, but his general appearance really does seem familiar. The key point is, I've definitely seen these clothes somewhere before."
The Replicator corpse was wearing a Spring and Autumn Hoodie. The design on the chest was distinctive: a fierce male lion.
If he had truly seen such a recognizable jacket before, it was only natural for the memory to have remained in his mind.
But where had he seen it?
San Gou racked his brains, trying hard to remember.
"I must have seen