Chapter 38

The lips were cyanotic, the abdomen was slightly bulging, and there were bleeding spots under the skin. The knee joints were deformed and there was obvious water accumulation. Moreover, according to the staff, the temperature of the body was significantly higher at the time of death.

"Did the deceased have a high fever before his death?" Gin asked.

It took Sugawara Yoshiyo a few seconds to realize she was being questioned. "I don't know, but Doctor Aoyama said the room was stuffy and he went out for some fresh air."

"Did you find the key when you performed the autopsy on Dr. Aoyama?" Gin looked at the woman in front of him.

"Dr. Aoyama didn't have any keys on him, only some painkillers and coffee creamer." Sugawara Yoshiyo replied with a heavy expression on her face. After all, even the god of death had not expected such a case of sudden pathological death.

"Now, let everyone gather and take out all their belongings for inspection, Vodka." Gin took out his hand and pointed at Sugawara Yoshiyo: "Now, let's start with you."

A name badge, a pack of chocolate candies, a ballpoint pen and a pack of tissues. Sugawara Yoshiyo put a piece of chocolate in her mouth to replenish her sugar intake.

Before leaving the morgue, Sugawara Yoshie saw the tall blond man call out to her: "Is there something wrong with your hearing? You were staring at my mouth just now."

Sugawara Yoshiyo was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect this "big brother" to be so observant. "I've been working for more than 20 hours straight, and my tinnitus from fatigue is very severe."

This was of course a lie. In fact, it was the unfortunate doctor who died suddenly who was yelling in Sugawara Yoshiyo's ear.

"How could I collapse like this? What will happen to the experimental data?" The unlucky doctor sniffed loudly. "If the laboratory is forcibly destroyed and the experimental subjects and data are automatically destroyed by the program, then those are my research results."

There were not many people in the office. Sugawara Yoshiyo sat on the chair, took out the memory card that was pressed against the bottom of her tongue and put it into her watch. The new watch she bought for Shinji just fit into the case.

Then Sugawara Yoshiyo wiped the fingerprints off the watch and put it back into the case. As long as she handed the memory card to the police, her undercover mission would be completed.

Among the graduates of the same period, there is no trainee police officer as smart as her and Shigeki who can get four salaries a month. After this mission is over, I will find a reason to resign, Sugawara Yoshiyo thought as she rocked her chair gently.

The unlucky doctor who noticed her behavior circled around Sugawara Yoshiyo's bag: "Sugawara, what are you hiding? What are you doing?"

Sugawara Yoshie was really annoyed by the noise, she opened a blank document and typed a line of words: What is in the laboratory on the ground floor?

Yoshiyo Sugawara was really curious. The presence of American troops in Japan was nothing new. Those unethical Americans also established 5S-level laboratories in Japan to study drugs, viruses, and even conduct human experiments. This was one of them.

The Japanese public security found out that Hakuto Pharmaceutical Company was conducting human experiments, so they sent Sugawara Yoshiyo, who has medical knowledge, to infiltrate here as an undercover agent. Sugawara Yoshiyo didn't have time to go to the laboratory downstairs to take a look, and unexpectedly he was intercepted by these criminals.

These bad guys from the Makikura nuclear bomb also aroused Sugawara Yoshiyo's curiosity. Could there be some clues in the laboratory on the underground floor that the police have not grasped?

"Wait, are you talking to me? Sugawara, can you actually hear me?" The unlucky doctor finally reacted.

"Actually, let me tell you, the drugs we're developing now are just a cover. What we're researching on the negative first floor is what can truly benefit humanity." A blush appeared on the unlucky doctor's face. "As long as we successfully crack the genetic code, reversing time and bringing the dead back to life won't be a problem!"

Yoshiyo Sugawara looked at the doctor who was already in a trance and felt that it was too ironic for him to say such words.

So Sugawara Yoshiyo continued to type: Excuse me, have you made any major breakthroughs in your research?

"Subject 0001 entered a state of brain death after being injected with the drug. 72 hours later, the myocardial cells regenerated and brain electrical activity reappeared. You are a doctor, so you know what this means, right?" said Doctor Apia.

Cardiomyocytes are one of the few cells in the human body that cannot regenerate. They are terminally undifferentiated cells and have no regenerative ability. This is the current consensus in the human medical community.

"I don't believe you can figure it out in this shabby pharmaceutical factory." Sugawara Yoshiyo deleted the previous words and typed this one.

You must know that in today's world where medicine is constantly developing, a small number of wealthy people who control most of the wealth of mankind have been pouring money into medical research generation after generation in order to conquer the secrets of genes, prolong life and gain the secret of youth.

Why can you succeed here when others have spent countless money and energy to accomplish something you can't? Is it because you drink a lot of nuclear waste water?

"Hey, are you looking down on us? Of course, this wasn't my research. We developed it based on the research data of those two doctors from over a decade ago." The unlucky doctor snorted. "Actually, over a decade ago, a couple named Miyano from Japan developed a drug that destroys cell structure and suspends bodily functions at peak levels. They're currently using it."

Sugawara Yoshiyo opened her eyes wide when she heard this. She really didn't know this, but among the endless stream of super-powered people with special abilities, the success of this research did not seem so abrupt.

"How did you achieve this breakthrough? Judging from the consumption of medical materials and equipment, there is nothing abnormal." Sugawara Yoshiyo continued.

"The research originally had no progress. It was only after the boss brought in a man and a woman with very unique personalities that there was some progress. As for what those two did and what drugs they injected into the experimental subjects, it is said to be a secret that cannot be disclosed to the outside world." said the unlucky doctor.

"Where's the personality?" asked Sugawara Yoshiyo.

"A man and a woman both have sutures on their bodies. The man has sutures all over his body and his hair color is very special. I don't know where Tony got it. The woman has sutures on her forehead. She looks like the Frankenstein monster that appears in old movies." said the unlucky doctor.

Sugawara Yoshiyo clenched the ballpoint pen in her hand and stared at the empty computer screen.

It's not such a coincidence, but is the man with stitches all over his body the companion of Brain Flower? Is he the companion that appeared in the mind of that special cursed spirit?

This is outrageous. Is the progress in research due to the curse?

However, stopping the body's functions at their peak and being able to prolong life are two completely different concepts. The former may only be developed to add some workload to the pitiful careers of office workers, while the latter is to serve the real rich.

Is that bastard who does forehead sutures actually that widespread?

"If the experimental subjects down there were so successful, why weren't they moved up there? It's too cautious to add lead walls to the basement." Sugawara Yoshiyo continued typing. This was her biggest doubt.

After reading this, the unlucky doctor fell silent. "Actually, the lead walls and metal doors aren't there to prevent people from getting in. They're there to prevent the experimental subjects on the negative first floor from coming out and hurting people."

With a "click", the room fell into darkness, and Sugawara Yoshiyo, whose face was illuminated by the screen, had a very ugly expression.

In the darkness, a colleague quickly walked to the door and said to Sugawara Yoshiyo, "Those bad guys turned off the power. The metal door to the basement level has no backup power. They were using a data disk with a Trojan horse program to hack and modify it, and the door was opened."

"Hide, go to the medicine storage room and find a sturdy metal shelf to hide." Sugawara Yoshiyo said, she smelled blood.

At the same time, there were puzzled voices in the darkness, and then there was a loud bang as if someone had smashed the door, followed by a human wailing that was so painful that it made people tremble with pain.

Realizing that things were spiraling out of control and heading in a terrifying direction, Sugawara Yoshiyo immediately drew his weapon and ran downstairs.

The human who had been doubly transformed by drugs and curses did not seem to have any abnormalities from the perspective of the soul flame. Sugawara Yoshiyo stepped over the broken limbs on the ground and thought: at least their plan was half successful, and this "hairy" out-of-control was an accident.

Feeling the floor beneath her feet becoming increasingly sticky, Sugawara Yoshiyo felt that her undercover diary would become extremely difficult to write because of this accident.

Thinking of this, Sugawara Yoshiyo took out the wooden basket and carefully observed the situation. Most of the black-clad men who were rushing in the front were killed, and the remaining ones were fighting with Gin Kanaganao who was holding a heavy grenade launcher.

It was a good time. Sugawara Yoshiyo assembled his mobile phone and dialed the contact code to request support when the jammer went out of control.

Then Sugawara Yoshiyo was thinking about a question. If she was seriously injured, would she not have to write many reports and accept various inquiries?

The news of the explosion at the pharmaceutical factory in the old industrial area made headlines, and I even received a call from the hospital at the same time as I saw the news.

The severe penetrating wound and the tragic state of almost all the blood drained from her body allowed Sugawara Yoshiyo to successfully avoid all inquiries and also enjoyed a long vacation.

The only thing that Sugawara Yoshiyo didn't expect was that Shier also applied for leave.

Shiner, who was sitting on the sofa cutting an apple, held up the knife and gave a fake smile: "You can't go anywhere until the doctor gives the OK, Jiashi."

"But I have a new commission, so you can help me investigate it." Yoshiyo Sugawara tried to send her husband away who was guarding her bedside.

She covered the wound with her hands and took two steps under the bed, trying to change Shen'er's mind with her agile and powerful steps.

He handed the little rabbit apple to the table, and then picked up a melon that looked very expensive. In the flashing light of the knife, the melon turned into a melon boat.

Sugawara Yoshiyo felt that Jiner, who was suppressing his anger, seemed to mistake the melon for something else. She coughed twice and said, "My friend is pregnant. Do you remember when you went to the hospital to pick me up a few months ago?"

"I remember." Shen'er nodded. He even remembered the huge feeling of emptiness after that disappointment.

"The baby's about to be born, I want to go see her." Sugawara Yoshiyo said as she walked to the sofa and checked if her magical equipment was sufficient and if she needed new fingers. "As a friend, I should give her some gifts at this time, such as things that the child will need in the future."

Sugawara Yoshiyo noticed that Jin'er's worried gaze was still on her, so she simply walked over to the sofa and stood with her hands on her hips. "The doctor said it's healing very well. The cosmetic lines have been absorbed and there won't even be scars left. If you don't believe it, do you want to take a look?"

The huge palm naturally lifted the loose corner of the clothes that had not been put away. The wound on the waist was wrapped with palm-sized gauze. The rough fingers did not dare to touch the wound but moved to press against the soft belly: "How about giving that child a playmate?"

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The author has something to say:

During the quarantine, I kept counting my meals and worried that there wouldn't be enough food.

Moreover, the price of green vegetables is too high. A pound of leeks is 10 yuan and garlic sprouts are 12 yuan. I can't bear to kill my own kind.

Today I suddenly broke down and started looking through the refrigerator

I made a pizza with thick meat sauce and grilled pineapple meat and a big bowl of snail noodles.

After dinner, I cried while eating a pound of strawberries and half a pound of ice cream.

Although it's not good, overeating really lets out all the accumulated emotions in my heart.

Good news, I heard that I will be unblocked tomorrow.

I want to go out for a walk and breathe some fresh air