Chapter 163 Prediction (3)

"...No?" The friend in the next seat was frightened. "You, are you kidding? Are you kidding?"

Normal people's subconscious reactions are all like this. They only think Mervyn Bai must be joking. Who would receive death threats all of a sudden?

Mervyn Bai slowly drank a whole glass of water, took some more, and then smiled and said, "Hey, young man, why are you so easy to deceive? Do you believe this kind of thing?"

"Oh, oh-" The man patted his chest, and said angrily: "I'll just say, how is it possible! But your face just now was really not very good-looking, I thought... Are you really okay?"

This kind friend was still a little worried, and hesitantly asked again: "If you encounter any trouble, don't hold back, you can talk about it in a convenient way. If we sit in a row like this, we can be considered brothers and sisters. , I was so frightened by you just now that I suddenly feel that dismissal is not a big deal anymore, fuck it."

"Thank you." Mervyn Bai said, "It's really a joke, I just received some... old photos."

As he spoke, he flipped the screen over and shook it in front of the friend.

There are indeed some pictures displayed on the screen.

Mervyn Bai didn't slide his finger down, so he could only see the top one.

One was particularly lively, with three slightly chubby puppies huddled together with their wet eyes open. Next to the clean and soft nest is a floor-to-ceiling window, where a long-haired cat spreads itself out to bask in the sun.

"What is this?" the friend asked. "Do you have a pet?"

Mervyn Bai retracted the screen, looked down for a while, nodded and said, "Well, it's gone now."

"what……"

The man looked apologetic, looking like he wanted to comfort but didn't know where to start, so he patted Mervyn Bai's shoulder, "Did he go away because of illness?"

This man speaks a little straight, but not annoying.

Mervyn Bai: "No, it's not sick. After raising it for many years, I gave it away."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and said curiously, "It looks cute, why did you give it away?"

Mervyn Bai was silent for a while, then briefly explained: "Because of some work, my son..."

He got stuck while talking, and then continued: "My son went on a fasting diet for two days because of this."

"You still have a son?" the man asked subconsciously.

Mervyn White: "Yeah, but it's gone now."

"..."

The man felt that what he asked today was poisonous.

"Oh, don't think about it." Mervyn Bai added, "I won't go home when I grow up."

"..."

The man still didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only pat Mervyn Bai's shoulder again, "I'm old, I have my own thoughts. That little devil in my family is only 13 years old, and he's already screwing his head around every day. ."

Mervyn Baihen laughed.

...

After chatting for a while, the man had already forgotten about the "threat email" and the like, and also forgot Mervyn Bai's ugly face, and only remembered that he had met a passenger who could chat well.

It didn't take long for the shuttle to stop at Dkama's port.

Passengers who had blocked in space for many days came out of the gate.

Mo Wen Bai did not follow the flow of people to the driving center, but sat down in a cafe in the port.

He found the corner of the window, and opened the email again in the dazzling sun at noon.

Under the photos of that cat and dog, there are actually some photos. There are various animals. Unlike pet cats and dogs, they are all raised in the special laboratory.

More than two decades ago, when Mo Wen Bai had not resigned from work, he had exchanged many times between these special laboratories every day.

In terms of drug research, it is normal to raise some experimental creatures, and they have long been used to it.

But for a few years, his hospital research center suddenly became very "anxious", and the research progress rushed forward. Multi -line parallel.

It's like someone holding a whip to pump behind the butt of the entire research team.

Since then, Mo Wen Bai has become more and more confused, and sometimes he can't even understand what the entire team is studying. Because different online researchers can only come into contact with part of them and can not see the whole.

Because of the multi -line parallel relationship, the busyness of the laboratory suddenly doubled several times.

In the past, only at the critical stage of experiments, they would pick some specialized experimental animals to detect results. In those two years, all creatures in the special laboratory were in "non -normal."

So during that time, he shuttled back and forth in the laboratory full of "lunatic" almost every day.

Sometimes the animals lying on their stomachs suddenly rushed to the glass cover, hitting the glass with their heads or body. When you hit it, you will suddenly bleed from the nose and nose, confused a large piece, then stop breathing, and slowly become cold and stiff.

Two days a day, once or twice at a time. If you occur every day and every day, there is no room for breathing, which will become a long and deep spiritual torture.

Mo Wen Bai felt that he had begun to be abnormal, his temper deteriorated, and depression and restlessness were almost opposite to his nature.

Later, even if he returned home, he would have illusions from time to time, as if those screaming and barking were still lingering in his ears and lingering.

After a long time, he began to exclude all animals, and he was afraid of the pets at home.

Not because he hated, but because he was worried that he would hurt them by mistake.

Native

After more than two decades, he was almost forgotten. But when he saw these photos again, he seemed to smell the unique taste of the laboratory ...

He had a big heart that he didn't care about, and he could not touch him.

People who send emails are really weak.

Pull him back to 20 years ago, and then take it in.

After these photos, there are some screenshots of the files. The focus of the screenshot is on the signature page.

Because it was his own signature.

These files were not intercepted together, and he could not recall which file he had signed for a while.

But the text of the email "euphemistically" stated that if Mo Wen Bai insisted on revealing something unnecessary, he would only get two results-

A funeral that is not decent.

Alternatively, stand on the defendant.

"I caught myself into prison, and I can't be ridiculous, isn't it? I believe that Mr. Mo Wen Bai is smart enough to make such a stupid choice."

Mo Wen Bai's eyes swept over the last sentence of the email, holding his arms and leaning on the back of the chair.

Native

The high -end analysis instrument of the Linyuan Research Office of the Haruudo Hospital quietly worked all night.

Lin Yuan did not listen to Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan's words, and went back to rest. Instead, he fell asleep intermittently on the chair in the laboratory.

Just in the early morning at 4 am, the analyzer suddenly sounded twice.

The sound is not loud, but it still has a sense of presence for doctors who can't sleep well all year round.

The person on the chair was paralyzed for a few seconds, and the corpse turned over and sat up.

Lin Yuan grabbed the chicken nest randomly, squinting his eyes close to the analyzer screen.

The segment intercepted from Yan Suizhi's gene developed a line in the analyzer. This is a result of an analog prediction. The meter is that this gene fragment has been researching what it will become.

One of them may be the development route of research made by the Manson Brothers.

Lin Yuan finished the specific information of each stage, and allowed the analyzer to build a gene fragment model based on the data, and then matched the gene library of the patient's gene library throughout the Chuntee Hospital.

Five minutes later, a piece of information jumped out of the matching interface.

When saw the information, Dr. Lin Yuan, who was used to Laoswen, almost burst into mouth.

He said nothing but turned to Yan Suizhi in the smart machine.

The communication was all turned out, and he responded sharply at 4 am. He heard that the two lawyers ran a police station after seeing the parties and went to a scene of Dakama. It might not have rest for a long time.

I was awakened as soon as was sleeping. It was definitely not a good experience.

Lin Yuan held his mood and was planning to take back the communication request and endured the day. Unexpectedly, the communication was connected just twice.

Gu Yan's voice came from the inside, with a slightly dull dumbfounded: "Hey, Dr. Lin?"

Lin Yuan: "..."

He regained the screen and glanced at Yan Sui.

Lin Yuan: "? ???"