Chapter 129
Mr. Ghost?
At first Wen Xin thought it was just a simple sketch, after all, children's minds are full of wild imagination.
Until he saw graffiti related to "Mr. Ghost" in the corner near the stairs.
——The young child curled up into a small ball, hugged his knees with his hands, and drew tears on his face with blue crayon, which fell on the gray floor.
The dark line was still floating not far from the child, with two small paws extending from it, as if wanting to hug the silently crying child.
Wen Xin stared at the graffiti, and a subtle emotion arose from the bottom of his heart.
When he subconsciously tried to analyze what that feeling was, it was as if a layer of hazy fog was covering his heart, and he couldn't explain it clearly.
The little fox came over and noticed that Wen Xin was in a strange mood. He subconsciously asked him, "Wen Xin, who is this ghost?"
There is only a blank in the distant memory.
"Maybe." Wen Xin said uncertainly, "It's my imaginary friend when I was a child."
Too lonely, so I invent a non-existent friend to keep myself company.
Wen Xin looked toward the second floor, and had a feeling that there must be many similar graffiti hidden in his room.
But the most urgent task is to find what Wen Jinfeng might have left behind.
He suppressed the urge to go up and find out what was going on, and walked towards the garden, not noticing that Yuan Yanzhong had the same dazed look on his face.
There were traces of people rummaging through the house everywhere along the way, but it was unclear how many waves of people came during the period when Wen Jinfeng disappeared.
Wen Xin put away the coldness in his eyes and brought the two of them from Yuanyan to the flower fields of the past.
Although the two brothers Wen and Xin have not been back for a long time, Wen Jinfeng still attaches great importance to this old house. He sends people to clean it regularly and also hires a special gardener to take care of the garden.
Now those precious flowers and plants have been pulled out and crushed into the mud by countless messy footprints. The ground of several circular flower beds is full of potholes. It is obvious that this place has been searched. A good flower field has been ruined beyond recognition.
Anyone would be furious if their former home was treated like this, and Wen Xin was no exception.
He pinched his trembling fingertips to calm his anger, and the next second the hand in the original rock reached out and grasped his fingers.
The inexplicably natural movement made both of them stunned.
In the past, Yuanyan would never openly touch the warmth and sweetness of life. When dealing with young people with bright and beautiful scenery, he always held an unspeakable inferiority complex.
But after seeing those graffiti just now, it was as if a transparent shackle broke in the original rock in my brain, and the throbbing that originally existed in my heart suddenly flooded like a disaster.
Meeting Wen Xin's surprised eyes, the panic on his face in the original rock disappeared in an instant, and he calmly comforted the young man: "Don't be sad, the garden is still there, clean up the garbage, and you can plant the lost flowers again. When we find out who destroyed this place later, I will help you deal with him."
No matter how calm the man's expression was, his words sounded clumsy, like someone trying to coax a child.
Wen Xin looked at the uncomfortably moving gaze in Yuanyan and couldn't help but laugh. The heaviness and anger that had been pressing on his heart suddenly dissipated.
"Okay." He raised the corner of his lips, "When the time comes, I'll catch those people, and you'll be my thug and take care of them."
While talking, Wen Xin walked to the side of a flower bed. Looking up to the second floor, he saw his childhood room. The housekeeper and servant planted a cactus ball under his window so that he could see it at a glance, fearing that he would be sad and cry.
Because of its remote location, even the gardener did not pay much attention to it, thus it escaped the clutches of the investigators.
More than a decade has passed, and there is no trace of the cactus in the flower garden, only a few short weeds swaying in the wind.
Wen Xin squatted down to check and found that the surrounding soil showed no signs of being renovated, which made him doubt his guess.
With the mentality of giving it a try, he found a shovel and started digging down, and the little foxes beside him also rolled up their sleeves to help.
After digging about two meters deep, the shovel in Wen Xin's hand suddenly hit a hard object.
It seems I found it!
Wen Xin called them over from the original rock, and the three of them worked together, and in just a few seconds they dug out a huge iron box from the ground.
Wen Xin brushed the dirt off the box.
Judging from the scratches and the degree of corrosion, the box has been buried there for at least ten years. No wonder there are no signs of recent digging.
But if we go back ten years, Wen Jinfeng was just a middle school student. No matter how far-sighted he was, he could not have predicted what is happening today.
So the things were not left by Wen Jinfeng. Excluding his brother, the only owner left in this house is...
Two old images from the photos flashed through Wen Xin’s mind quickly.
He calmed himself down slightly and focused his attention on the box.
The iron lock on it was rusty, and with his current strength, he could easily break it.
Squeak——
A cloud of dust flew out from the gap. Wen Xin coughed twice and saw that the box was full of documents and other things, so he quickly took them out.
The little fox helped to catch it and looked at the obscure and complicated words on it, which were difficult to decipher: "What are these?"
Wen Xin took a quick glance and saw words like "biotechnology", "evolutionary direction", "x-415 genetic map", and his expression was solemn.
He then looked at the signature on the document.
——H City Biogenetic Engineering Research Department. The sixth generation research team leader. Xin Nuannuan.
Is this something left by my mother?
Wen Xin doesn't know much about her mother Xin Nuannuan.
But he knew that H City was the predecessor of the First Base, one of the famous scientific research cities, a scientific research sanctuary that countless students yearned for, and was jokingly known as a place that produced many scientific research experts. Dozens of scientific research results produced locally had won world-class acclaim.
In such a place with so many talented people, his mother could actually become the head of the scientific research department. This only shows that she is a genius among geniuses!
Wen Xin suddenly felt an indescribable emotion. He touched the signature on the paper with care and opened it to check the contents.
Although he had prepared himself mentally beforehand, Wen Xin couldn't help but frown when he saw the text data listed in it.
He turned directly to the experimental log left by Xin Nuannuan.
The first few pages are my feelings shortly after the start of the project: the preparations have been completed and the experiment is gradually getting on track. The team involved in the research are all well-known researchers in the industry. Their professional ability is beyond words, and the research data from the first few times have brought gratifying results.
From what Xin Nuannuan wrote, we can see that she is looking forward to the results of this experiment helping humans get rid of the torture of illness.
Being in that position, shouldering everyone's expectations, and managing a team of talented people, Xin Nuannuan is undoubtedly under enormous pressure.
But Wen Xin did not find any complaints in the diary. Those words were full of hope and determination, as well as a passion that Wen Xin could not ignore.
When he saw Xin Nuannuan clapping and cheering for a set of observation data that showed significant improvement, even he couldn't help but smile with relief.
Until the little white mice used as experimental subjects fell into abnormal states one after another, as if they were under some kind of curse.
[…Among the data from experimental groups 1-16, 15 experimental mice suffered from the side effect of genetic disorder. Not only did they lose their minds, but the gene fusion experiment we developed also changed the cell activity in the organism, causing species mutation.]
[They become bloodthirsty, brutal, and photophobic. All their physical signs are abnormal, and their cannibalistic nature is magnified countless times.
...What disturbs me is that the pain doesn't calm them down, and even sedative sprays have little effect on them. Even at the risk of having their throats bitten, they will desperately bite off a piece of flesh from their companions. 】
If the above situation only made Xin Nuannuan worried, then the scene she observed next directly made Xin Nuannuan's fear reach its peak.
[The last experimental mouse was clearly dead! I saw with my own eyes that its vital signs completely disappeared, so why was the body still moving? How can the cells in the body that have lost their nourishment still be active for a long time?
The corpse begins to decay, but it can still move like a living creature and craves fresh flesh and blood more than when it was alive. Without will but retaining the biological instinct to eat, what is the difference between this and a zombie?
Before this, I thought zombies only existed in movies, until we detected a contagious virus in the body of the last experimental subject.
I searched through all the literature that might be relevant, but I couldn't find any record of this virus. This means that the virus produced in the experiment was a new type of virus! New, no antibodies, and highly resistant and highly contagious... Oh my God, what on earth did we create? ! 】
【I was becoming more and more uneasy. When I first took over this project, the doctor told me that all the drugs used had passed preliminary safety tests.
But if it was something that passed the test, why did the team members he brought with him show surprised and excited expressions? They were obviously showing such expressions because the results were beyond their expectations!
I suggested destroying the experimental subjects, along with the virus inside them, but the doctor insisted on continuing. He said that the experiment had been carried out to this point, and how much money and manpower had been invested? Countless eyes from the outside world were watching them, and there was no way they could turn back. 】
[…The doctor is definitely hiding something from everyone. We can’t let this go on. I have to find a way to stop them… Is there any way to forcefully terminate the experiment?]
Wen Xin was shocked as he watched the whole process.
There is still no conclusion as to where the zombie virus came from. Even though some people suspect that it is related to the First Foundation, there is no direct evidence to convict them.
He never imagined that the evidence would be in his hands in an unexpected form, and that the people involved included his mother.
Inadvertently, several yellowed photos fell out of the folder. Wen Xin bent over to pick them up, but his fingers suddenly froze in mid-air.
The photo was a group photo, including all the scientific researchers who participated in the experiment.
They were wearing white coats, looking confident and well-informed, and exuding the aura of industry elites.
His mother and father stood in the front row, and it can be seen that they hold an important position in the entire team.
The old man in the lead had a friendly smile, and he was the nightmare of countless mutants, Dr. Anqi!
Wen Xin turned over the photo and saw the names of all the team members written on the back, except for Anqi, who had the prefix "Teacher".
Anqi is actually my mother's original mentor!
【Author’s words】
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