Gene of Brilliant City 13 Division

Chapter 707 Special Chapter.

Singh, the owner of the house, did not seem to be there. More and more soldiers came over. They started to disperse some people, and even gave money to some people who lived next door to leave the place temporarily.

The official leaned over and looked at X with a smile.

"Do you need more staff, Dr. X?"

X nodded.

"I'll leave this to you."

The officer immediately smiled and signaled the soldiers to stand far away. Singer didn’t know where he went. The people nearby said that he went to line up to get water for a while and then came back. X went straight into Singer’s house and sat on a chair. Going to wait for him to come back.

All of Singer's property has been frozen and seized, and as a wanted criminal, he can only hide. It is true that he chose to come to such a place, which is very capable of deceiving people.

As for Singer's family members, there is no one left. Because of Singer's exposure, those guys who worked with him in the past took action, intending to erase any evidence that could threaten them without leaving anything behind.

As long as Singer is found, he can only die, and many people don't want him to survive.

The drug invented by Singer is different from some drugs that can damage the brain. The peculiarity of this drug is that it will not affect the normal life of others, but it can take away the memory of the other party, and even forget it.

Many years ago, X got the news that Singer had no idea where he died, but X still found a more professional company to investigate, and got the news a month ago that Singer was lurking in this slum.

This is indeed a very good hiding place, no one will take the initiative to rummage in the garbage pit.

X looked at some news on the computer screen with a smile on his face. Now, many countries are having disagreements over the location of this space academy, and many countries want to let this academy settle in their own countries.

At this time, there was a commotion outside. A man with unkempt hair, knotted hair, and a foul smell was brought over by several soldiers. He was wearing only a shabby thin sweater, with a thick beard on his face, dark skin, cloth It was covered in grime and nothing but a pair of battered sneakers was on my feet.

"Mr. Singer!"

X stood up, the man immediately shook his head in panic, trembling with fear, the soldiers directly pushed him into the room and ordered him to sit down, and after X let them go out, he carefully looked at this desperate man.

Although Singer is a scholar, he is not even a third-rate in chemistry. This kind of thing was created by him inadvertently.

Things in the world are so ironic, and there are countless little people in history who promote the progress of science and technology.

But in X's view, those little people behind ordinary people's jokes have talents, but this talent cannot be maximized in the wrong environment and in the wrong direction.

Science urgently needs imagination, and those rigid people can often only become scholars, not scientists.

"My name is not Singh, I am Mahavi, sir"

Singer was trembling uncontrollably, curled up in a corner, looking abnormally disturbed, sweat had seeped from his dirty skin.

"It doesn't matter what your name is, JDH764UC, I need your help and your talent, don't worry, I'm not doing evil things, just for the future of mankind."

X looked at Singer's trembling hands and said with a smile.

"Would you like some wine, Mr. Singer?"

Singer swallowed, and immediately a soldier brought in a bottle of wine. Singer looked at the wine, unscrewed the cap, and drank it all at once, his trembling hands stopped, and his spirit improved a little.

"Either be taken away by them, or follow me, Mr. Singer, you have only two choices."

Singer looked at X in horror and kept shaking his head, while X kept smiling.

A little threat is necessary. At present, no one knows that Singer is here. After all, in order to investigate his life and death, X found a regular company and spent hundreds of millions of funds.

"Think about Mr. Singh, I'm waiting for your reply, people outside don't know who you are, but if you don't want to come with me, I will tell them, just take you back for a simple DNA test , we can confirm your identity."

Singer lowered his head and remained silent. It was completely different from the panic and timidness just now. He was thinking about something.

"Can you let me live, sir."

Singer looked at X imploringly, and X shook his head.

"It's a pity, Mr. Singer. I appreciate your talent. I won't begrudge money or praise for those who are talented. Now you only have the right to choose, not the right to refuse."

Singer lowered his head, looked very painful, and took several sips of wine one after another.

"When we go back, we will arrange special personnel to let Mr. Singer get rid of your alcohol addiction. After all, it will damage your brain."

"Someone came over outside, it seems to know."

A voice came from X's Nano headset, and he smiled calmly.

"Well, Mr. Singer, it will be too late if we don't go."

Singer nodded while hesitating. He stood up and followed X out of the house. Soon, under the escort of soldiers, he came to the square and got into the car directly. At this time, some national security agencies came outside. People, they immediately ordered to stop and check.

The officer with the soldiers immediately asked the soldiers to hold them down without saying a word. A quarrel was inevitable, but the officer insisted that they come up with effective orders, as well as the orders of his immediate superiors.

The car started slowly. Singer curled up by the door, looking at the situation outside in horror. At this time, the smile on X's face seemed a little stiff.

"The thing I hate the most in my life is the bastard who doesn't abide by the agreement. I don't want to hear anything about that company in the future."

As soon as X finished speaking, Singer looked at him in a daze, and X closed his eyes.

The only person who knew of Singer's whereabouts was the investigation company. People from the national security department came over and explained that the investigation information had been sold out. It's just money, if something goes wrong, no one will have evidence, it's them who sold the information.

The so-called customer-oriented contract with absolute confidentiality is nothing more than a piece of waste paper.

"Sir, I hand over the things, can you let me go?"

Singer looked at X painfully, and X shook his head.

"You have to participate in our next research, brain control research, and you can only spend your time on this research for the rest of your life. If you want to live, this is the only way for you at present."

Singer looked at X in astonishment.

"If you take part in the research well, you will naturally live a long life!"

(End of this chapter)