The room was small, with hollow medical plastic tubes and wires scattered on the floor, and Ruan Chen's face faintly reflected in the glass jar.
Mingyan is so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off her.
Today, she tied up her long hair with a deer antler hairpin, one end of which was carved with a white magnolia, blooming gently beside her ear.
Unfortunately, the expression on his face was as cold as ice. If he were to smile even a little, it would surely make people even more unable to look away.
Her gaze was fixed on the glass jar. Ruan Chen wasn't narcissistic, so she wasn't looking at her own reflection; she was looking at Professor Wei.
Professor Wei was intently mixing some kind of medicine on the workbench behind him, without trying to hide it from Ruan Chen.
She must have been certain that once she entered this room, she wouldn't be able to escape.
Ruan Chen walked to his side, looked down at him intently for a while, and suddenly asked, "Why didn't the mentor bring me to petri dish number one? Was it because he couldn't bring himself to do it, or would doing so lessen his conscience?"
She wasn't referring to "Database No. 1," but rather "Petri Dish No. 1."
Professor Wei paused for a second before continuing, glancing indifferently at Ruan Chen. "So it really was you who broke into the mental network in the middle of the night. But you're incredibly stupid, you didn't even run away?"
Ruan Chen picked up a chip from the sterile tray on the operating table and examined it carefully. "Professor Wei, I'm a little curious. If I don't cooperate, what methods do you have to force me to cooperate with you?"
"Be careful not to break it," Professor Wei kindly reminded you. "This will be implanted into the occipital bone of your head in a moment. If you mess it up, I don't know what the consequences will be. You might have to have a second surgery, and that would be a lot of suffering for you."
Ruan Chen was too lazy to play along with him, so she simply laid her cards on the table: "I will not cooperate."
“Your personality is really similar to Su Ze’s,” Professor Wei said dismissively. “I heard he’s your uncle? He stole something from the Martial Arts Research Institute back then. Do you know where it is? But it’s okay if you don’t want to say. Once these chips are implanted in your body, we will know everything about you.”
Suddenly, he heard the sound of metal striking metal behind him.
Ruan Chen lifted her long, slender legs and straddled the control panel with a carefree air. She leaned on the table, a fruit knife in one hand, and tilted her head, smiling playfully at him. "Professor Wei, teach me, how are these chips implanted in the human body? Can they be removed? What is the liquid in the petri dish? Is the mutation reversible?"
She asked a lot of questions in one breath, and the cold glint of the fruit knife reflected on Professor Wei's face, making him look rather unpleasant.
"Most importantly, where did all those people used in the experiment come from? How many people participated in this experiment, and how many were aware of it?"
Professor Wei slowly tightened his grip on the syringe in his hand, which contained the prepared liquid.
After Ruan Chen asked her last question, he looked at the knife in her hand, seemingly afraid, a timid expression on his face, and stammered, "This experiment..."
His words abruptly ended!
Seeing that Ruan Chen's attention was drawn, Professor Wei calmly held the syringe and plunged it directly into Ruan Chen's leg!
Duan Jingfu was trying to trick Wu An by injecting the anesthetic into his body in a gentle way—Duan Jingfu had always considered himself a scholar and disliked taking physical actions lightly.
However, the girl was more wary than he had imagined and refused to let Duan Jingfu inject her no matter what.
“Professor Duan,” Wu Anqi said, his short hair disheveled and sweat beading on his forehead. He waved his hands repeatedly, “No, I’m afraid of needles, I really can’t. Of course I will cooperate with you to collect body data, but it has to be in the hospital. Otherwise, it will be really troublesome if I’m afraid of needles.”
Duan Jingfu was getting impatient and didn't want to waste any more words with the girl, so he decided to take a hard line.
Just then, the lights in incubation room number three suddenly went out.
Dead silence.
Wu An realized what was happening and rushed towards the door, pulling on it desperately, but the door wouldn't budge.
The next second, the lights came on, and the machines hidden in the shadows started humming again.
Wu An pulled out the scissors Ruan Chen had given her, leaned against the door, and looked at Duan Jingfu with eyes full of despair.
She wasn't stupid; she knew that if that medicine were injected into her body, she would probably turn into that kind of inhuman, ghostly thing.
She just couldn't understand for a moment why a place like the Martial Arts Research Institute would conduct such unethical experiments and produce such disgusting results.
Duan Jingfu was not afraid at all. The little girl in front of him was obviously bluffing; she probably had never even been in a fight.
But there was a polite knock on the laboratory door.
First, it knocked once, then paused and knocked twice. After there was no response, it knocked three more times.
It was Ruan Chen's habit to knock on the door.
The door opened, and the girl looked up slightly, gazing at her mentor whom she had admired a thousand times in her heart.
He stood in the threshold, still holding the vial of anesthetic in his hand.
Ruan Chen stood outside the door, her hair perfectly styled.
"What did you do to Lao Wei?"
“I put him into petri dish number one,” Ruan Chen said casually.
Duan Jingfu showed no surprise. "What a naughty child. So what do you want to do now?"
“There’s nothing I can do.” Ruan Chen spread his hands, looked at Wu An, and raised his chin. “I’ll take her away, and then I’ll leave Jinghua University of Technology.”
Wu An hid behind Ruan Chen. She was a head taller than Ruan Chen, but she trusted Ruan Chen's back completely.
"Don't worry, I won't say anything, and I don't care about your research." After saying this, Ruan Chen looked at Wu An.
Wu An nodded vigorously, "Professor Duan, I won't say anything carelessly."
Ruan Chen turned and walked towards the door. Just as she was about to step out of the hidden door, she heard the sound of a gun being cocked behind her.
"Ruan Chen, I'm sorry, I like you very much. You are a talented student, but becoming my vessel is your destiny."
Duan Jingfu didn't dare aim at a fatal spot; he casually pointed his gun at Ruan Chen, pondering whether to aim at his legs or his shoulder.
Ruan Chen sighed, and Wu An carefully took Ruan Chen's hand. She could feel a sudden vulnerability and sadness emanating from this strong girl.
Ruan Chen turned around, her gaze fixed, "Professor, I think you may have underestimated me, and also underestimated the power of worldly money."
She didn't call for her mentor this time.
"It's 7:58 now. If I don't personally make a video call at 8:00, Huaan Securities will initiate the 103rd real estate recovery procedure at 8:05, which includes all the land that you can see from the top floor of the Wuhan Research Institute."
"You probably don't know how much money Jinghua University of Technology has owed to banks and securities firms over the years in order to support the Martial Arts Research Institute. Among them, Huaan Securities acquired 12 billion yuan of debt."
"As per my request, the entire Institute of Martial Arts will be emptied before 10 o'clock. In order to avoid the risk of leakage, the liquidation will be carried out jointly by the military, Jinghua University of Technology, the Institute of Martial Arts, and Huaan Securities."
"Guess if I mentioned to them that we shouldn't overlook the underground laboratory?"
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