The blood-red scene was woven together from a person and a seat. Ke Meng saw a man wearing a baseball cap pick up a sharp knife inside the Stadium. His head was lowered, hiding his face.
He bowed his head, mumbling strange, indistinct words.
The whispers Ke Meng heard came from the man in the cap, but his voice was neither chaotic nor powerful enough to have any noticeable effect on Ke Meng.
The man in the cap stabbed a red seat viciously with his knife. That single thrust actually drew blood.
Once, twice, three times-he stabbed faster and faster. Like a widening wound, the red seat sprayed out vast amounts of blood. More and more flowed out, spreading across the Stadium floor.
At that point, the Synesthesia vision vanished.
The indistinct whispers had not affected Ke Meng at all, showing just how powerful his 256.5 resistance was.
Ke Meng returned to the red seat. Watching the blood gush out without stopping, he abruptly asked, "Captain Luo, has this blood been sent for testing?"
"It has. Its composition matches human blood, with human hemoglobin and other substances, but the DNA in it isn't human..." Luo Yuan said, shaking his head.
"All right, let me handle this. Could you all step away for a moment? Give me half a minute," Ke Meng said.
Luo Yuan paused. "What are you going to do?"
"Investigate. What else would I do?" Ke Meng did not explain what he intended to do.
Luo Yuan told him to wait and requested permission from his superiors.
Before long, the Director called Ke Meng to ask what he had in mind.
"Cat." Ke Meng said just one word.
The Director understood. So that was it.
Using Big-Faced Cat to look up information on the blood-red seat directly was