Elden Gulong in American comics

The trip of the two went very smoothly. After passing the gate inspection, Butch opened the toolbox hanging on his body, which contained firearms and explosives.

As a private hospital, this hospital has a very complete laboratory that is not inferior to a first-class university, but it is in the second half of the hospital, and it needs to pass through the diagnosis and treatment hall and the inpatient department where people come and go.

Fortunately, the two were dressed as repairmen, and there were not many people blocking them along the way. A nurse even took the initiative to guide the two of them, allowing them to reach the rear unimpeded.

"There is surveillance here, and there is an automatic door that requires an ID card to enter." Frankie said in a low voice, rubbing his fingers a little uneasily: "We should make more preparations before coming back."

"It's all here, you can't be cowardly." Butch said softly, just looked around a few times, and then led Frankie towards the toilet.

Although he didn't have an access control card that he could pass through, it didn't prevent him from knowing who had it.

No matter how high-tech the laboratory is, it still needs someone to clean it. You can't expect those new interns to clean the floor.

Therefore, the cleaners in this building must have access cards leading to the laboratory.

A moment later, an old man with a hunched waist came in pushing a cleaning cart. The man looked quite old, very thin, and looked very weak.

"Don't move, I have something to ask you." Butch gently covered the old man's mouth and nose, put a pistol against the other's waist, and pulled him into the compartment.

"You are the cleaner here, is there a way to get into the laboratory?" Butch and the old man squeezed into the cubicle. The old man looked very panicked and trembling, and finally fired under the pressure of the gun. nod.

Butch let go of his hand covering the old man's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Then do you know that there is a drug in it called Compound No. [-]?"

The expression on the old man's face changed again and again, finally he gritted his teeth and said a sentence through the gaps between his teeth: "I know..."

"Tell me the exact location." Butch pressed the pistol tighter again, without thinking, the old man said simply and neatly: "I can take you there. It's lunch break now, and there are not many people in the laboratory."

"Why should I believe you." Butch looked at the old man, who sighed, and finally made up his mind and said, "My wife has cancer, and time is running out. I need a bottle of Compound No. [-]."

"Do you know what that thing is for?" Butch relaxed his wrist slightly, and he could tell that the old man was not lying, but had indeed made up his mind.

"I've been working here for many years, why don't I know what the medicine can do," the old man grinned, showing a wry smile: "But I can't talk about that kind of thing."

"That is the drug that can create superhuman beings, and only Compound No. [-] can save my wife." The old man had tears in his eyes. His wife suffered from pancreatic cancer, which has no cure, so he worked here The old man set his sights on Compound No. [-].

Butch gritted his teeth, finally put the gun away, and shouted to the old man: "Get me a uniform, and I will keep an eye on you."

When the two came out of the compartment, Frankie's eyes widened, and he looked at Butch in disbelief: "Damn it, you didn't tie up the old man?"

"No, we need a guide." Butch said softly, and patted Franky on the shoulder: "You go to the monitoring room of this building and see if there is a way to stop the monitoring."

After a while, Butch changed into a cleaner's uniform and followed the old man into the laboratory with ease.

Compared with the cold laboratory in Butch's imagination, this place is more like some kind of alternative ward. There are children in each cradle, and it seems that the years have been quiet.

"Don't touch those children, they are not ordinary." The old man said softly as he pushed the cart, butch watched a child fly from the cradle and be pulled back by the rope tied to the clothes.

Every baby here is a superhuman. No wonder the old man knows what Compound No. [-] is. Water Company didn't even cover it up, so they put these children here blatantly.

"In front is the warehouse where the medicine is kept. There is a guard. You have to act quickly." The old man nervously stuffed a stun gun into Butch's hand: "Don't kill him, that kid Mike is not bad, he also has family."

Soon, the experimental area was within sight. A young man was standing in front of the experimental area with a gun, leaning against the wall and yawning.

"Hey, why did you bring someone here today?" The guard Mike was a little surprised. The next second, Butch shot and pressed the stun gun against his neck.

Under the high-voltage electric shock, Mike's body twitched and fell down, and was carried by Butch and placed in the garbage bucket of the old man's cart.

"We have to hurry up, the guards will change shifts soon." The old man said softly, and quickened his pace a little. Butch looked at the struggling old man, took the other's cart, and walked towards the interior of the laboratory.

The surrounding was very quiet. Under the leadership of the old man, Butch found the legendary medicine in a room at the bottom of the corridor.

Compound No. [-] was contained in a small tube, with a light blue luster, which looked like some kind of cheap decoration, but both people present knew that it was a magic drug that could create superhuman beings.

Butch took out a tube of medicine and handed it to the old man, who accepted it with tears in his eyes. Butch asked curiously, "What are you going to do next?"

"I don't have anything in the future, I just want her to get better." The old man wiped away his tears, pointed to the turned on computer and said, "You must not only want this medicine when you come here, there is still a while before the guards come. Hurry up."

Butch looked at the old man, finally took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, come with us later."

Looking at the old man, Butch thought of his wife. Sometimes love is so unreasonable, and it has been supporting him to fight against the Water Company, and also supporting the old man to steal medicine for his wife, and he will never regret it.

Thinking about it this way, Butch took out the USB flash drive and started to operate on the computer. He didn't understand the biological knowledge, so he just tested everything related to Compound No. There is also a copy in the memory card.

Afterwards, Butch gritted his teeth, and handed the USB flash drive to the old man: "You take this, and if Walter Company makes it difficult for you, you can send the files inside."

"Thank you, kind man." The old man put away the USB drive and led Butch to the outside of the laboratory. After only a few minutes, they met Frank who was waiting outside.

The two exchanged glances, and led the old man out of the hospital in a hurry, got into the car and drove away. Behind them, the laboratory alarm bell was ringing, and the guards of Water Company were dispatched to search the entire building.

Frankie drove around the street a few times, lost track of him, and finally left the old man in front of a public hospital, then changed into a new car, and ran off with Butch.

"Thank you, kind people." The old man coughed twice, walked into the hospital, and saw his wife in the ward, and a girl was sitting beside her bed, with silver hair and purple eyes, holding an apple in her hand .

Surrounding the two of them were the security personnel of Water Company who fell to the ground.

"Master Mikaela, I've got the things." The old man knelt down in front of Mikaela, and handed out the No. [-] compound and materials in his arms.

Mikaela accepted it with a smile, and nodded to the old man: "Thank you for your dedication, your wife will get better soon."

Looking at the compound in the bottle, Mikaela whispered to herself: "Interesting drug, let me see, what kind of changes will this drug bring?"

As Mikaela groaned, her figure drifted away like mist and completely disappeared in the ward.

The old man woke up like a dream. He looked at his wife next to him, who also opened his eyes and said:

"Old man, I feel better..."