Chapter 257

Although Hoshikawa Kazuaki has always been an excellent actor and is very good at designing various small plots to achieve his goals, he is only an 18-year-old high school student. Although he has learned fighting skills from Tadahiko Nishizono for several years, he has not received any professional endurance training, drug resistance or interrogation training.

Therefore, although Xingchuan Heming has a wealth of theoretical knowledge and a strong psychological quality, he is really a novice in the profession of undercover. He doesn't even know how to avoid revealing any flaws that may be exposed when facing the enemy's interrogation and mental pressure.

Fortunately, Xingchuan Heming himself is quite smart, and he has three aliases who are always online and will help him unconditionally. Each of them has their own abilities and can provide him with spiritual support at any time. Unfortunately, Baifu is offline for some unknown reason.

When facing Bronx's scrutiny and interrogation, Hoshikawa and Akira immediately turned to the other two online aliases for help. Tadahiko Nishizono, who had received professional training at the police academy, gave advice from a professional perspective:

"At this point, any cover-up or explanation will allow the interrogator to find loopholes in your words. The other party may even set a trap for you to make more explanations. The more you say, the more mistakes you will make. Given your current physical condition, you may lose your concentration due to blood loss, and say something you shouldn't say. So, don't feel guilty! Just take it on with confidence and then pass on the blame. Aren't you good at this?"

Hoshikawa and Akinaoko were stunned for a moment, and then they slowly realized what Saezono Tadahiko was talking about.

Throwing the pot, I'm familiar with this. Really, it's such a simple matter, how come the brain can't react after just a few more tubes of blood were drawn? There's no time to delay, I must throw the pot away as soon as possible to dispel Bronx's doubts. Otherwise, with this old pervert's weird style, he might really imprison me on the spot, or use some truth serum or other drugs to force me to interrogate. If that happens, I really won't be able to deal with it.

Xingchuan and Ming were skilled in pretending to be even weaker than he felt now due to blood loss. His face turned pale due to lack of blood supply, and cold sweat was dripping down his forehead. He first glanced suspiciously at Bronx's strange and scrutinizing face, then shook his head as if he was not clear-headed, and then rubbed his forehead while saying puzzledly:

"Why, Mr. Bronx, is it so strange to know the code name 'Patrick'?"

Hoshikawa and Akira seemed to be enduring a strong dizziness and stuffy pain in their heads, so they deliberately spoke absentmindedly to alleviate the discomfort caused by the blood loss.

"I would like to ask you, how did you know the code name 'Baifu'?" Bronx put the test tube of blood back on the laboratory table, turned to look at Xingchuan and Ming, and asked slowly.

Xingchuan and Ming did not answer immediately, but yawned slightly, frowned and rubbed their foreheads, looking very dizzy. He thought quickly in his mind. So far, the only members of the organization that he had officially contacted were the few people who set up the trap at the Shangcun family banquet today. Among them, Bourbon was one of his own, so of course he couldn't shirk the blame. As for the others...

Oh, by the way, before getting off the bus today, I deliberately tried to get information from Vodka about the current situation of Balvenie. But later I was stopped by Gin. Vodka is just the right person to blame. As long as Bronx doesn't go to Gin to verify, I won't be exposed.

Xingchuan and Ming were a little upset. It was such a simple thing, but they hadn't thought of it before. Xingchuan and Ming had never experienced such a large amount of blood loss in a short period of time before, so they had no idea that blood loss would have such a big impact on their thinking.

He raised his head, showing a slightly painful expression, and answered Bronx's inquiring eyes:

"I remember now. I heard this name from the driver named Vodka. But he was interrupted by the man named Gin before he finished speaking..."

Before Bronx could think about it, Xingchuan and Ming immediately brought up another topic that would arouse the other party's interest:

"It's so strange. Why do I have such a headache right now? My brain is also dizzy, as if I can't turn around, and even my memory has started to become intermittent. Mr. Bronx, didn't you say before that I was the only child born normally among the many experimental subjects you personally nurtured? Could my current condition be related to the experiment you mentioned before?"

Bronx was indeed interested. He casually accepted Xingchuan and Ming's previous vodka-shaking behavior, and was naturally led astray. He immediately came over and asked carefully:

"What's going on? Has your memory been affected? Did the feeling only appear after the blood was drawn? It seems that your body is much more affected by blood loss than normal people. This is indeed a very typical reaction. In addition to dizziness and headache, do you have any other feelings?"

As he spoke, Bronx nimbly took out a small flashlight from his pocket. At the same time, he took a step forward, reached out to lift up Xingchuan Heming's eyelids, and shone the flashlight into his eyes.

Xingchuan and Ming were dazzled by the bright light and could not help but hide back. Then they heard Bronx exclaim in surprise, "So your eyes have also developed a photosensitive reaction? This is really a little surprise!"

Xingchuan and Ming paused, some guesses flashed through their minds, but they looked suspicious and said, "Photosensitivity reaction? As I remember, it is a kind of photosensitivity phenomenon that often manifests on the skin, but can the eyes also have an allergic reaction to light?"

"Is it just an allergy? My little Kangting, you can't be unaware that when you lose light exposure, your eyes will become different from other people's."

Bronx's mouth gradually widened, and his smile was filled with sharp aggression. He stared closely into Xingchuan and Ming's eyes, and his tone was filled with the surprise and certainty of finally finding the answer to a difficult problem that he had been studying for a long time, and he emphasized without any objection:

"That's right! No wonder I couldn't find the most suitable experimental subject no matter how I experimented before. It turns out that what I lacked was this fusion process. Only by perfectly integrating the drug into the inherited genes of the experimental subject and nurturing and stimulating it through growth in the embryo can we truly remove those clumsy traces of artificial carving and obtain the final experimental subject that truly surpasses the limits of human beings. Perfect! It's really perfect!"

Bronx's eyes were filled with an obsession and enthusiasm that made Xingchuan and Ming shudder, and a sense of perversion arose spontaneously. Xingchuan and Ming shook off the goosebumps on their bodies, moved back, and smiled awkwardly:

"Mr. Bronx, what are you talking about? Didn't we agree before that I am just an ordinary son of a test subject? I only need to cooperate with you in a few simple experiments, and that will be considered as completing the deal between me and the organization."

"Oh, of course, don't be afraid, my little Kangting, these are just a few simple experiments."

Bronx once again took out his drawn-out sigh, and at the same time put on a fake smile that couldn't be more fake, and reached out to pick up the test tube filled with Xingchuan and Ming's blood on the laboratory table.

"It turns out that you have more potential than Baifu, and you are the only experimental subject that has been perfectly integrated with the drug so far. I believe that with your participation in this great experimental concept, coupled with the comparison of various data that Baifu has personally tested over the years, I will definitely be able to find the drug ratio that best suits you. Then I can truly achieve the final integration of the three experimental directions!"

Baifu! Bronx really knew about Baifu's experiment. What was the "three experimental directions"? What was the final fusion? This was information that had never appeared before.

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